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The Lost Royal Forty
We all stared at her in stunned silence for a moment. To say this was unusual among Lycan culture was beyond an understatement. A Luna supported her mate, the Alpha, in his leadership of the pack, and if he was no longer able, the Beta would almost always take over. There was no circumstance I'd ever heard of where a Luna would lead, and judging by Saxon's and Haden's shocked reactions, they hadn't ever heard of this happening either. "Their.. Luna?" Haden repeated breathlessly, as Saxon glanced at me, "And a Royal," he said flatly, seeming to overcome his shock a little faster than Haden did. "Did she.. how did they seem?" he asked Aerin reluctantly, "Are they willing to discuss things.. rationally? Or are they set on retribution, and thinking only with emotion?" Haden shot Saxon a displeased look, as Aerin snorted loudly, rolling her eyes. "So you do still have some of your father in you," she said derisively, making Saxon turn to stare at her. "I thought we'd left that kind of o
Last Updated : 2023-01-24The Lost Royal Forty One
The walk back upstairs was in silence, the people around us once again avoiding Saxon's stony face. As we headed all the way up to his rooms again, I couldn't help but feel unsettled by the situation. Not just by the threat of potential war, or there being another Royal, or even of the possible reactions the pack may have to me being one. It was deeper than that, harder to pinpoint at first, but as I finally put words to the feeling, I sighed heavily. Haden noticed, looking at me with concern, but I only shook my head. It was too hard to explain, that as much as the idea of me being their Luna was absolutely terrifying.. I still hated that it would happen not because I was worthy, or ready, or somehow miraculously accepted by their pack, but simply because they needed the power from my blood. The moment we were alone in Saxon's rooms again, Haden reached out and pulled me close, cupping my cheek with his hand. I shifted uncomfortably as he studied me with his beautiful green eyes,
Last Updated : 2023-02-01The Lost Royal Forty Two
Haden stood, lifting me with him, without even breaking the kiss. He carried me through to Saxon's bedroom, only lifting his mouth from mine as he lowered me onto the bed. He pulled away, pulling his shirt off over his head, revealing his incredible body. As he leaned over me again, I couldn't resist running my hands over it, tracing the outlines of his abs with my fingertips, until they reached the top of his pants. He grinned, that look of mischief in his eyes again, and waited, watching my face as I slowly undid his belt, then his pants, and pushed them down, revealing more of him. I felt my face flush, as the heat, and the need, began to build inside me, and he only smiled wider. Slipping his pants the rest of the way off, he then reached for mine, removing them quickly and lifting my legs over his shoulders. I started to protest, knowing I wanted - needed him inside me, but it was cut short as he pressed his head down between my legs, giving me a long, slow, tender lick that s
Last Updated : 2023-02-03The Lost Royal Forty Three
It was hours later when I woke, finding myself still naked in Saxon's bed, only with Saxon himself curled tightly around me, and Haden nowhere to be seen. I yawned, stretching out, and Saxon grunted in response, pulling me tighter against him. I laughed softly and tried to free myself from his arms, but he only held tighter, until I complained that I needed to use the bathroom. He reluctantly let me up, grumbling incoherently in a state of partial sleep, and I headed straight for his ensuite, shutting the door behind me. I used it, and took a moment to notice my reflection as I washed my hands, then froze. My hair. My roots had begun to grow in, I realised, and there was no mistaking the obvious flame-red colour of them. The dull brown that Mama had used to hide the true colour for as long as I could remember, now only seemed to make the red stand out even more. I suddenly felt sick. I wouldn't even be able to hide it until the Luna ceremony. One glance would be all it would take
Last Updated : 2023-02-05The Lost Royal Forty Four
His kiss was intoxicatingly passionate, as well as fiercely possessive, sending an instant rush of heat through me. I didn't want it to end, and it seemed he didn't either, only reluctantly raising his head when Haden cleared his throat behind him. Saxon kept his face close to mine, our lips almost touching as he whispered, "I'm going to have you all to myself, soon enough, and I'm going to make you understand exactly how much you mean to me." My cheeks flushed, and his lips twitched in amused satisfaction, before he suddenly turned towards the door, planting a quick kiss on Haden's lips as he brushed past him, then headed for his wardrobe to get dressed. Haden paused to give me a long look, that trailed from my head to my toes and back again, with a small smile. "Breakfast?" he suggested, "We can order it up, if you like. No need to get dressed." I raised an eyebrow, and he grinned playfully at me, "Or I can wait, while you shower," he said, then blinked in surprise when I shook
Last Updated : 2023-02-08The Lost Royal Forty Five
I must have dozed off without realising, as comfortable as I was, snuggled into Haden's chest. Opening my eyes as I felt him gently shaking me awake, I yawned sleepily, stretching myself out, then froze as I saw the look on Haden's face. "What's wrong?" I asked, immediately feeling a deep sense of dread, as I studied his pale, uncertain looking expression. "Another attack," he said quietly, as he lifted me off his lap and got to his feet himself. "You should dress quickly, we need to go and help. This one.." he paused, taking a deep breath as his voice began to tremble, "It was.. worse than the last. A lot worse."I stared at him in horror, feeling frozen in place for a moment. "Now," he insisted, "Please, we should hurry," and the urgency in his words seemed to snap me out of it, sending me rushing over to the wardrobe. We dressed hurriedly, and I began heading towards the doors, but Haden paused, seeming hesitant, then more decisive, as he walked over to a large, heavy looking c
Last Updated : 2023-02-24The Lost Royal Forty Six
Immediately, hands and faces rose, as many volunteered themselves. Saxon looked around at each of them, with a look of approval, before turning to Haden, his eyes briefly going blank, apparently communicating something he didn't want all to hear.As his eyes cleared again, Haden gave him a short nod and took my hand, tugging on it gently, to lead me away from the crowd. "Wait!" I said, feeling a pit of worry forming inside me, and pulled my hand away, turning back to Saxon. They both gave me frustrated looks, but they quickly faded as I wrapped my arms around Saxon's waist tightly. "Be careful, please," I whispered, and he rested his head on mine for a moment, wrapping his arms around me in return."Of course, love," he said gently, with such a beautiful warmth in his tone, and placed a soft kiss on my forehead before releasing me. "Don't worry, I'll keep him safe," Trin said with a playful wink, as Haden took my hand again, trying to lead me away once more.I gave Trin a warm smile
Last Updated : 2023-03-09The Lost Royal Forty Seven
Haden looked frozen in place for a moment, the expression on his face more troubled than ever. "Do you think..?" I began, and he shook his head, sighing deeply. "I don't know," he said heavily, his voice sounding as troubled as he looked. "We need more information, before we begin making assumptions that could only make things worse."I nodded understanding, "Aerin?" I suggested gently, "She might have heard.." Haden nodded and began moving before I could even finish the words, looking over the list from Nera as he walked, his other hand clasping mine tightly. I could feel the tension in his usually calm grip, and it was deeply unsettling. "Your Mother used herbs, didn't she? Would you recognise any of these?" he asked, handing me the list as he led me back towards the doors at a brisk pace. I looked it over quickly, recognising many of the names, though some I noticed were regional alternatives to those I'd grown up using. "Most of them," I said with some degree of uncertainly, "T
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The Lost Royal Sixty One
Haden and I shared a shocked glance, as Saxon tried to find the words to respond to Laila's suggestion. Nightfall had not had an official ally for decades, even I knew that. They had isolated themselves since the war with the Royals, shunning almost all outside contact, only becoming more and more insulated as the years passed. To say it was unexpected for them to not only be willing now, but actually suggest it themselves, was an enormous understatement. Laila and her Betas waited patiently for Saxon's response, and after a long moment collecting himself, he dipped his head graciously. "We would be honoured," he said humbly, and Laila beamed in response. "Wonderful. I think our packs could truly flourish together," she said brightly, with a glance in my direction. "And learn a great deal from each other," she added, and I couldn't help but think of the former Royal witches she'd mentioned.A part of me couldn't resist the pull of the past, yearning to learn more of where I'd come
The Lost Royal Sixty
I swallowed, the realisation that my existence was the catalyst for so much atrocity making me feel suddenly ill. Laila gently squeezed my hand again, quickly burying her feelings of anger and disgust, "It's not your fault," she said gently, "You had no part in this, and from what I'm told, you've fought their vile plans just as hard as we have."I nodded, though her reassurance barely scratched the surface of the guilt that I felt. "I'm sorry," I said quietly, "I would never have wished for any of this, not even on my worse enemy. Certainly not on my mates.. or on yours," I added, as a further pang of guilt hit with the recollection that one of her mates had been gravely injured too. "Thane.." I began uncertainly, "Our Elders, they'd heard.." she nodded, saving me from trying to find the words that could never even begin to express the depth of the guilt that I felt. "He's.. healing," she said with a sad smile, "Elyanna, and Dorian - our lead Doctor - are both helping him as best
The Lost Royal Fifty Nine
I stared back at her, not quite able to find the words to respond. The nurse keeping an eye on me seemed equally uncertain, glancing nervously between us, and where Saxon was checking in on Haden. The Luna gave a soft, casual laugh as she noticed. "Relax, I'm not about to bite her head off," she said to the nurse playfully, before turning back to me, "But I did think it was past time we properly met. We are apparently related, after all." The nurse gave her a sharp look, but gave us a little more space, physically at least, though he continued to watch us like a hawk. Laila smiled warmly, as she noticed, "They seem as protective of you, as mine are of me," she said quietly, and though I frowned doubtfully, her words brought a warming kind of comfort. They did seem to care about me, certainly far more than Silver Waters ever had. She watched me patiently, and my mind was drawn back to her previous comment. "Oh.. I suppose we are related, aren't we?" I said awkwardly, and she respond
The Lost Royal Fifty Eight
He'd been at the hospital when Mama had been brought in, I realised. Or, the woman I'd known as Mama, anyway, though it seemed like a lifetime ago, with all that had happened since. He smiled sympathetically, asking questions as he examined my leg, which I answered in something of a daze as all the memories came flooding back at once. So much, in such a short time, it was all too easy to get lost in it all. Saxon squeezed my hand as he sat beside me, bringing me back to the moment, as the nurse turned to report to a not so familiar pack doctor, who immediately began grabbing things from the largest med satchel I'd ever seen. He handed them to the nurse without a word, quickly moving on to help another nurse, then another. Far too many injuries, I realised, my stomach twisting in knots. I looked up at Saxon, barely managing to find my voice through the gut wrenching guilt and sadness. "I'm so sorry," I whispered, my voice turning to a whimper as the nurse began tightly bandaging my
The Lost Royal Fifty Seven
I stepped backwards as one reached a thickly-muscled arm towards me, crying out as I put weight on my momentarily-forgotten injured leg. His hand only gripped my shoulder reassuringly though, then my waist as his expression turned to one of concern. His eyes went blank for a moment, presumably communicating with the two who had climbed through after him, their weapons already drawn as they moved towards Haden and Reagan. I attempted to struggle as he lifted me easily, shaking my head, but he was exceptionally strong, even for a Lycan, and gave a soft laugh in response. "Relax, Princess," he said, sounding half-mocking, yet somehow warm, "We're friends, you're safe now." He carried me towards the window, but stood aside to allow two more to climb through, before calling out to one on the other side. "Marcus! Take her, carefully.. she's hurt," he said, and another huge Lycan came over to the outside of the window, waiting to gently grab my legs as the first passed them through, desp
The Lost Royal Fifty Six
It was beautiful. Terrifying, no doubt, yet truly beautiful. Like thousands of tiny fireflies, aligned in pairs, blinking in the darkness.In a vibrant shade of royal purple. 'Saxon?'' I called to him, through the mindlink, and immediately felt his warmth. He was close, I could tell.'We're here, love,' he repeated, and I felt an enormous surge of relief, though it quickly changed to horror as Reagan stopped his pacing, slowly turning to Haden with a wildly savage look on his face. Then he grinned, a grin of complete, malevolent, insanity, that made my stomach turn, and lunged for him, daggers in each hand. "NO!" I screamed, shoving myself up and towards him, with all of the strength I had remaining. It wasn't enough. He was too far, and I was too weak.. but I had to try. I screamed again, as pain filled me, a fleeting thought wondered if I'd broken a limb, or several, but I ignored it. Reaching Haden was the only thing that mattered. Haden moved even quicker though, suddenly k
The Lost Royal Fifty Five
Reagan looked confused, caught off guard for a moment by Haden's expression. He looked between the two of us and his six men, seeming uncertain, before he looked at Haden again, drawing another of his hidden silver daggers. "What's wrong with you?" he asked, staring down into Haden's eyes, as he turned the dagger around and around between his long, slender fingers. "Is the poison affecting your wits, boy?" he continued, with a laugh that sounded a little forced. Reagan's head snapped around to his six men, "Look! The poor, pathetic Lycan boy's going mad!" he said with another bout of laughter, this time chorused by his men. Haden smiled wider, and it seemed to bother Reagan even further. "Well, come on," he said, gesturing grandly and raising his voice, clearly mocking, "Enlighten us with this joy you've found, at the end of your miserable life!"Haden muttered something, barely audible to my ears, and entirely imperceptible to theirs. My eyes widened, but I barely managed to swall
The Lost Royal Fifty Four
A dismissive grunt was followed by the sound of someone being roughly shoved aside, then heavy footsteps coming closer. Lifting my eyelids as much as I could without being noticed, I could see only one pair of worn, bedraggled, yet impracticably ornate boots on the floor in front of us. They had to be Reagan's. He was silent for a long moment, as though watching us, thinking, as the rest of the footsteps followed. They were much more hesitant, yet still fell in behind their madman leader. I wondered what he had promised them. For the twins, it seemed obvious, they only really wanted one thing. And the werewolves of course had their own reasons. But the rest?Why would the rest of the Silver Waters Lycans follow a werewolf Royal, hellbent on revenge against their kind? I was pulled from my thoughts by Reagan's uncomfortably cold fingers suddenly gripping my cheeks, lifting my head and roughly turning it back and forth. "Wakey, wakey, my sweet Princess," he cooed in a sing-song ki
The Lost Royal Fifty Three
I woke slowly, my hearing returning first, before I'd even regained the strength to open my eyes. As my mind slowly cleared of the heavy foginess, I kept them closed, listening to the voices around me. My heart sank as I desperately tried to hear Haden, but Ceridwen's voice in the back of my mind was soothing. "He's close," she murmured groggily, "I can feel him." Her words brought some relief, and I focused on assessing the situation we now found ourselves in. Listening for a long moment, it was clear there were guards around us, yet I couldn't hear any signs of Reagan himself close by. I was grateful for that, but a new rush of fear swept through me, as I thought of Saxon. Had they warned him? Was Reagan hunting him now? Or worse, I wondered, with a deep feeling of dread. Ceridwen made her frustration clear, though, and I turned to gently testing the binds I felt around my wrists, feet, and chest, instead. They felt strong, and tight, and I dared not test them too much, in case
