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The Kings Captive CHAPTER 9 : THE GREAT ESCAPE
Looming ahead was King Sylvester's castle. Accordingly, the vehicles came to halt before the ornate castle gates, its towering spires creating a sense of awe anytime the castle was approached.Reminiscing on the battle which just took place, I observed that the bloody memory was etched in my mind. The images of the harrowing sight kept replaying in my head like a broken kaleidoscope.King Sylvester got out of the vehicle with the air of an arrogant victor, every move reflecting his disposition as a battle ready fiend. His guards flanked him despite looking weary but vigilant.As we made our way inside the Gothic castle, a tall, blond haired Dante Sims, the head of security, emerged from the arched doorway, his countenance contorted into a frown. He engaged in an exchange with King Sylvester instantly.I conjectured something was off.They muttered a few unintelligible words and I could see Sylvester suddenly exude a look of apprehension. His jawline tightening immediately.Dante accom
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 10 : THE ALPHA’S THREAT
I dashed towards the perimeter wall, my legs, in frantic athletic strides, moved as fast as they could carry me. Heaving with each breath, I could feel the chilly night air searing my lungs. The jaunty stone of the castle slowly blurred past me, but the burden of it—or him rather—still weighed down my spirit.Freedom seemed to be beckoning at me with every inch covered.The imposing perimeter fence loomed ahead, sharp iron spikes like the grotesque talons of a hideous beast appeared to be reaching for the sky, imbuing fear in potential escapees like myself. The moonlight accentuated its appearance with malevolent intensity. I had no choice than to scale this wall. This was the last hurdle that had to be surmounted to taste freedom. This area was devoid of the presence of any guards; Slipping out before anyone noticed seemed to be my escape route.But as I got closer to the fence, a petulant growl sliced through the cold airMy feet were rooted to a spot out of fear. My heart skipped
The Kings Captive CHAPTER ELEVEN: FOR VERA
DEREK'S POV:The message emerged just as the first shaft of dawn filtered through the heavy clump of trees, casting a muted glow across the morning skies. I could hardly sleep and had spent most of the night, walking around the cramped room which had become my recluse since Vera had been taken by King Sylvester.A bell tolled in the distance, signaling the gathering of all inhabitants of Callahan county where the old low slung town hall building was located in the heart of the town.A nagging feeling welled up in my gut - another condition that has become prominent with the loss of Vera.The county hall was a dingy monument and a far cry of its historic past - a stark reminder of the nostalgic times in the North - Western Hemisphere. Life used to be easy and less stressful but in recent times the reverse has been the case.Approaching the hall, murmurs from its occupants were unmistakably evident. Whispers of "...Perry Moore's death..." and "...King Sylvester and his goons did it...
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 12: CONCOCTING A PLAN
Alone in my room, a deluge of thoughts on how to rescue Vera flooded my mind. Her face haunted my dreams and I was bound to undo the error I had caused.Suddenly there was an abrupt rap on my door. It was Amelia, her voice almost drowned by several other gruffy male voices.I paced to the door and peeped through the keyhole - the din beyond the door becoming awful."Open the door, Derek," Amelia snapped.Another guttural voice lashed out: "Derek, open the goddamn door!"I was chagrined by the wild shouting, prompting my response: "What is it? Have I done anything wrong?"Amelia yelled: "You abandoned me for some time now. How do I care for this pregnancy and our unborn baby?An infuriating and gritty voice retorted: "Open the door!"The banging on the door persisted.Hesitantly, I reached for the door latch, Amelia continued ranting. Obviously the outcome of the meeting at the town hall had done nothing to improve my reputation.Amelia’s words hit me, causing me to be sympathetic at m
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 13 ENTER RYAN MYER
"But this is not just about mere talk",said the only female among us named Kara. "If we are going to do it, we should be determined to do it"Kline's eyebrows furrowed, his thoughts engrossed on deliberations regarding the fight for survival against King Sylvester. "This meeting is apt judging by the events that have taken place across the three main counties within Los Angeles. We have continued to bear the brunt for years. It is now to come up with a plan to end King Sylvester's oppressive tendencies."The bald headed man named Spock Waldon who was seated close to me, intoned, his voice crisp and deep: "Earlier at the town hall meeting, a veteran recommended the deployment of a mole within King Sylvester's domicile. We need someone to volunteer in this regard.”As I listened to Spock, my mind drifted. A mole in King Sylvester’s castle? There was a sense of tension in the room, especially as eyes began roving between each other. Each person seated on the desk were trying to make wc
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 14 : RYANS GOLDEN NUGGETS
The opening of the door made me jolt suddenly.As I opened my eyes, I could see Lorna, arms akimbo and looking cross. She went into a tirade. "You are such a wild one, Vera. How could you think of escaping? You should consider yourself privileged for him to beg you to birth him an heir, even Queen Annalise finds it difficult to believe he is treating you nicely."Arms and legs were in chains once again. The attempted escape had prompted an extra level of vigilance among the personnel within the castle.My spirit was dampened by the failed escape attempt and I almost felt like dying. Lorna's words further exacerbated my hapless state and this saddened me greatly.I was stoic and my gaze dropped as Lorna rambled about the room, looking apprehensive. The chains jangled softly with every movement of mine, the sounds signaling my failed venture. I could feel the humid stone of the castle walls closing in on me, debilitating every ounce of energy in my system. Lorna suddenly halted, gasping
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 15 : THE GREAT SHIFT
The surging vehicles marked by the growling engines and squealing tyres sent me jolting out of my slumber. My eyes drifted quickly to the foggy window, the window pane illuminated by the shimmering headlight of the numerous vehicles that arrived on the extensive castle ground.With the chains scraping the floor, I paced to the window and glanced below at the vehicles that were static at the concourse.King Sylvester had disembarked, exuding an air of pride and arrogance as he watched two grim faced men dragged out from the storage bay of the van. They were in chains and looked battered.From my vantage point, there was a soft knock on the door to the room I watched the brazen spectacle below. Lorna's voice sounded from behind the doorway "It's time to go, Vera. The King wants you.”Soon the doors flung open, Lorna and some guards hurriedly walked in.. One of them immediately unlocked the chains that bound my wrist and ankle.With a curt hand gesture, they led me through a labyrinth of
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 16 : THE APPARITIONS PREMONITION
I was in a deep sleep, embroiled in a dream so real I could almost feel the coarse and grainy texture of the earth in my paws. My heart pounded in my ribcage as I charged forward, claws raised above my head and ready for a violent slash, the blood of my enemies soiling the battlefield. I was a wolf—a creature of power, fangs bared hideously in defiance against men who sought to bring me down. Their shrieks pervaded the air, but I was not frightened by them. I was their equal, if not their superior.A sudden silence ensuedA ghost—or, an apparition—appeared, levitating in mid air and Her grainy form gleamed despite my misty vision in the dream. She had no defined form save for her blond hair that flailed in the air just a vague silhouette, her voice was however lucid.The apparition said, its voice almost a whisper: "Do not fail to remember who you are. The change you desire is in your hands - never forget that.”Her words played like a recurring medley in my head as a jarring sound
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The Kings Captive CHAPTER 67: Amber trip
AMBER’S TRIP.DEREK'S POV.I sat as the familiar scent of clay hit my nostrils. A clear reminder of how far I'd come since I started my journey of pottery learning and making. It's been a few weeks since Vera rejected me though the pain of the memory still lingered in my heart but I felt lighter now. All thanks to Amber and pottery classes. Amber had assisted me through the twists and turns of my emotions, with her company I didn't have to worry or think so much. Amber indeed had a way of making everything feel easy and effortless. In no time, I found myself drawn to her creativity, free spirit and earth. Each session with her felt like a step towards healing, a method to fill the emptiness Vera had left behind.Amber was working on her own piece and she was at the same time sharing a story with me. She encouraged me and doesn't fail to praise me anytime I excellently molded clay.“Derek, you’re getting better at this!” Amber called out, her voice bright with encouragement. I looked
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 66 : NEGLECT
VERA'S POV.I stood at the window, watching the world from inside. My heart raced at the thought of Sylvester coming back in four days time, I was quite excited having missed him a lot. I missed the warmth of his embrace, his touch, his company, his presence, his majestic and stunning appearances. I missed everything about him. But then, Shaun's words echoed in my mind, passing shivers in my vines."Vera, you need to leave this kingdom urgently. Sylvester will definitely kill you if he finds out you’re a Lycan hybrid and not a werewolf," he had warmed me, his voice cracking with urgency and fear. I could still see the worry written on his face, the way his fingers trembled and shook as he spoke. But how could I believe him? I had always thought I was just a werewolf, a creature of the night, but now he says I'm a Lycan? How was I supposed to welcome that into my head as the truth?I refused to let fear take hold of me, to let Shaun's words and warnings enter my heart. I had to trust i
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 65. THE GREAT SHOCKER!
VERA'S POV.The day had finally arrived, the day I was to meet with Shaun, my long time relative. I had no idea what my meeting with him would entail, but I hoped it was for positivity.As I stepped into the restaurant, I spotted Shaun, he was sitted at a corner table. From afar, his facial expression seemed serious. I walked up to him, his eyes was filled with intensity and I couldn't place the reason why.The last time I saw Shaun aside from the last time we reunited was In my former pack where I used to live with my stepfather. Shaun was aware of my relationship with Derek at that time.After exchanging pleasantries, I took my seat, and the waiter brought us menus. I glanced at them, but my mind was elsewhere. “How're you today Vera?” Shaun asked.“Oh, well I'm fine, just nervous about our meeting”.Shaun didn’t say a word, he just sighed.“What about the king, your husband?” he asked with a kind of tone.“Well, he is well, he's not in the kingdom currently, he went for an urgent
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 64 : THE KING'S TRIP.
VERA'S POV.I was passing through the castle's walk way, in a room in saw Sylvester and uncle Ryan, they seem to be discussing something quite serious. I decided to hide and eavesdrop their conversation. They were talking with their voices barely above a whisper, but the castle was really quite so it wasn't difficult for me to listen. My heart raced as Rayn just delivered a news that would change things. I could sense the urgency from his voice and I felt a pang of anxiety.“There's an urgent meeting in Cadora pack and all the alphas must be present. You'd be two weeks away my king” I eavesdropped as Rayn told my husband.He also handed a piece of paper to him and he read it thoroughly.“We're to leave early tomorrow morning” Rayn continued and Sylvester nodded his head...“I've to be away for two weeks Vera, there's an urgent meeting I have to attend”. Sylvester told me as we lay on our royal bed almost ready to sleep.I didn't say a word because he was the king, it's one of his du
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 63: SUSPENSE
VERA'S POV.“Congratulations ma’am, You're four weeks pregnant with twins” the doctor said, stretching his hand for a handshake.“Ohh, really? Did I hear you say twins doc!” I asked in confusion, shaking his hands.“You heard me right,” the doctor smiled, handing my results to me.“Thank you so much” I said with a smile.….As I stepped out from the hospital, cool breeze refreshed my skin. I felt so delighted owing to the fact I was carrying a set of twins. I imagined how the look on Sylvester's face would be when I break the news to him. I placed my hands on my belly, I'd gone expecting a simple confirmed of pregnancy, I'd thought I was just pregnant with a child, but to my greatest surprise it's not just a child.. but two children! The news was still swirling in my mind, I was indeed so delighted and I concluded I'd spill the beans to Sylvester very soon, but not now though. This revelation turned my world into a fairy tale.As I started my walk home. Each step felt heavy, filled b
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 62 : WAR IN THE PACK.
VERA'S POV.The morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow across our room. I lay there, listening to the distant sounds of the pack stirring. A sense of unease settled in my stomach, a feeling that something was off. It wasn’t long before the heavy footsteps of the pack members echoed through the halls, their urgency palpable. My heart raced as I heard them call for Sylvester.I quickly dressed and made my way to the great hall, where the clan gathered. The air was thick with tension, and I could see the worry etched on the faces of our people. As I entered, I caught sight of my husband, King Sylvester, standing tall and commanding, his presence both reassuring and terrifying. The pack members were breathless, their words tumbling over one another as they reported the sighting of powerful werewolf intruders trying to claim our lands.A chill ran down my spine. The thought of intruders, especially powerful ones, sent waves of fear crashing over me. I had seen the dev
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 61: BONDING WITH AMBER.
DEREK'S POV.As the weeks went by, Amber and I found ourselves paired up for a project. We were to create a set of matching mugs, and I was both excited and nervous. I could feel the weight of my memories with Vera pressing down on me, but Amber had a lightness that was hard to resist. She would often catch my eye and smile, her enthusiasm infectious. “Come on, Derek! You can’t just press the clay down like that! You have to give it some love!” she teased one afternoon, her laughter ringing out like music. I found myself smiling back, despite the tumult of emotions swirling inside me. “Thanks for the correction, miss tutor” i said, teasing her back.Our pottery sessions turned into something more. After class, Amber would often invite me over to her place, where she’d whip up something delicious in the kitchen. I couldn’t remember the last time someone had cooked for me, and it felt nice to be cared for, even if just a little. “Do you like pasta?” she asked one day, her hands busy
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 64: UNCLE RAYN
VERA'S POV.---As I stepped into the grand hall of the castle, the air was thick with anticipation. Today, I would meet Uncle Ryan, King Sylvester’s personal adviser. I had heard whispers about him—how he was not only intelligent but also quite handsome. My heart raced as I approached the ornate door, my mind swirling with thoughts about what this encounter would bring. When the door swung open, I was greeted by a warm smile that instantly put me at ease. Uncle Ryan had an aura of kindness that made the vastness of the hall feel cozy. His deep, expressive eyes sparkled with intelligence.As I walked through the marble corridors, the sunlight streamed through the tall windows, casting a warm glow on the ornate decorations. I couldn’t help but feel a sense of belonging here, yet there was still that lingering feeling of being an outsider. I was King Sylvester's Luna, after all, but the weight of that title often felt heavy on my shoulders. I took a deep breath, reminding myself of the
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 63. KEEPING IT A SECRET…
VERA'S POV.As I sit in front of the mirror, the soft glow of the morning sun spills into the room, illuminating the delicate strands of my hair and the sparkle of the jewels adorning my neck and wrists. King Sylvester has outdone himself again. The diamond necklace he gifted me last night is breathtaking, a cascade of light that dances with every movement I make. I can’t help but smile at the thought of his face when he saw my reaction. He loves to spoil me, and I adore him for it.Every day feels like a fairy tale. Breakfast in bed, luxurious spa treatments, and the most exquisite gowns to wear to our evening gatherings. Sylvester’s affection is wrapped in every gift, every gesture. It’s as if he believes that material things can shield me from the world’s troubles. But beneath the surface of this opulence, I feel a growing weight in my chest, a heaviness I can’t quite shake off. I glance at the clock, realizing that I’ve spent too long admiring my reflection. Sylvester will be her
