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CHAPTER ELEVEN: FOR VERA
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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
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 17 : A TIMELY RESOLUTION
I was thrown into a poorly lit cell located in the basement of the castle. Watched by two armed guards, I sat on the only piece of furniture in the dingy space which was a bed, contemplating.I wondered how long I would remain here, looking depressed and gloomy. I recalled the events of the day. Disappointed but yet delighted I stood my ground against the Alpha King.Suddenly, I could hear the faint echo of footsteps coming from a distance. Curiosity piqued, I craned my head towards the direction of the footsteps and then Ryan Myers came to a halt to my cell. He expressed an indifferent face.Although I was glad to see him, I did not express it.The guards opened the bars, allowing him to walk into my cell where I sat, dejected.“I thought we had gotten over this ?” he said, his eyes fixed intently on me.I remained quiet, not uttering a word. I stared at him with a look of disdain.“You seen not to heed my advise. Even while fortune is smiling is at you, you have repeatedly defied yo
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 18 : A REVERSAL OF FORTUNE
Pushing the double glass doors open, I squinted through the dim lights of the pub. The air was thick with the acrid smell of stale ale and smoke that clouded the space like a boiler room.Ryan had promised to come but I had to be patient to catch a glimpse of him. It appeared he hated the spotlight.True to my expectation, he was huddled at a corner, concealed partially by the shadow. The areas surrounding his left arm and parts of his chest were captured by the poor light of the space.I made my way to his table and slid wordlessly by him.He glanced up at me, his eyes cold, calculating. Ryan wasn’t a friend—never had been. He was more like a shadow, always lurking, always knowing more than he should."Vera," he said, his voice low but sharp, "She’s in the King’s holding cell."I felt my chest tighten. The King wasn’t merciful. Anyone who defied him was met with punishment, and Vera… I knew she wouldn’t bow down, not even to save herself. The thought of what they might do to her claw
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 19 : THE SECOND WARNING
The jarring clank of the cell gates awakened me. The sound of clopping shoe soles and the muffled conversation between Lorna and the guard followed as the sequence of sounds which I was getting accustomed to, continued unabated.She walked to me and deftly set about unlocking my shackles."Good morning Vera. The Queen wished to see you,' she said in a low but firm voice.I rubbed my wrists once they were free. The ache from days of confinement, lingering. My mind raced. Annalise wanted to see me? Now? In this state?“Why?” I asked, but Lorna only gave me a sideways glance. She motion"The Queen is waiting at the patio, near the pool."Reluctantly, I rose to my feet. My legs shaky from lack of use.Reluctantly, I rose to my feet. My legs were shaky from lack of use. I accompanied Lorna through the winding corridors. The castle was bustling with the faint sounds of guards and servants drifting through its halls. We walked into the warm glow of early morning light. The scent of jasmine
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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
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 63: INTRODUCTION.
VERA'S POV.“I'm introducing you to my friends and other members of the park today” Sylvester had told me early this morning when I woke up.“Huh” I was confused.Knowing I was a very shy type and I hated congested places.“Don't worry baby, they'll all like you and you'll too” he assured me.Deep down, I was disturbed but I didn't let it show, in other words not to prolong things.“Alright then” I said.I took a shower, washed my greasy hair. Wore a loyal Luna's gown. I looked beautiful in the gown, as I stood on the giant mirror admiring myself.Then Sylvester walked In, he was dressed already. His dress sense was part of the reasons I fell for him, he knows what fits him so much and he always looked stunning in them.“My angel,” he said, smiling at me.“Your beauty radiates, even the sun can't relate” he praised me.“You’ll never stop flattering me”I answered.“Of course not, baby” he replied.…The lights flickered and pulsed around us as we entered the club, the music thumping in
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 61 ; A NEW FRIEND.
DEREK'S POV.The pottery class was a strange mix of excitement and anxiety for me. I had signed up on a whim, hoping to find a new hobby to distract myself from the memories of Vera. As I shuffled into the studio, the scent of clay and paint filled the air, mingling with the soft chatter of my classmates. That’s when I saw a lady. She was sitting at a wheel, her long hair cascading down her back, and her hazel eyes sparkled with a kind of warmth that instantly drew me in. We were paired for a project, and as we worked together, I couldn't help but notice the similarities between her and Vera. The way she focused on her craft, the laugh that escaped her lips when she made a mistake—it all felt familiar yet refreshing. It was as if I was meeting a new side of something I thought I had lost forever. “What's your name?” I'd asked her.“I'm Amber, what's yours?" she said, smiling at me.“Umm, Derek,” I replied.“Such a nice name” she complimented.And I just smiled. No doubt Amber was a
The Kings Captive CHAPTER 60. SOMETIMES LOVING IS LETTING GO!
DEREK'S POV.I stood at the edge of the park, watching the leaves dance in the gentle breeze. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, the sun casting warm rays that painted the world in golden hues. Yet, despite the vibrant surroundings, a heaviness settled in my chest. Today was the day I had decided to let go, at least for now.Vera had been on my mind constantly. The way her laughter lit up a room, how her eyes sparkled with mischief, and the warmth of her smile had all woven themselves into the fabric of my thoughts. But I knew I had to step back. Our relationship had become a tangled web of emotions, and I was indeed tired of feeling like a puppet, pulled in different directions by her indecision. “It was time to let her be, to give her the space she needed, even if it felt like tearing a piece of myself away”. I said to myself.“I’ll let her be,” I whispered. The words feel foreign yet liberating. I had spent countless nights contemplating my feelings for her, wondering if I was
