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The Lost Royal Thirteen
I felt hazy when I finally woke up. Confused, as it took me a moment to remember where I was, and all that had happened last night. I sighed and rubbed my eyes sleepily, before opening them and looking around Saxon's bedroom. I was alone, much to my relief, but also naked, and my clothes were nowhere to be seen. Noticing the door standing slightly ajar on one side of the room, I got up and crept over quietly, hoping it was a bathroom. It was, thankfully, and I closed the door behind me, locking it, before washing my hands and face, then gulping down some cold water. My stomach growled, reminding me once again how long it had been since I'd eaten anything, but given my missing clothing, water would have to be enough for now. Besides, a shower would be very welcome too, especially after last night. My body tensed just thinking of it, the way both of their hands had been all over me, and inside me. And how much they'd made me want it. I shook my head, and reached over to turn the wate
Last Updated : 2022-09-14The Lost Royal Fourteen
Reluctantly, I nodded, without meeting their eyes. I could feel how much they needed this, and just couldn't bring myself to refuse them, though I knew I couldn't bring myself to stay, either. Not when Mama had been so adamant that I avoid all Lycans. The fear in her eyes at that moment was not something I'd seen in her before, and I knew she had her reasons for saying it, even if I'd never know what they are. I glanced up at the two of them, seeing both of them watching me with looks of uncertainty, and nodded briefly again. "Okay," I said quietly, "just until my birthday," and turned to look at the clothes Haden had brought in, busying myself with picking out some to put on. The answer seemed to satisfy them, and Saxon pulled me closer, gently nuzzling his face into the curve of my neck. "Thank you, pup," he said sincerely, before stroking my hair and kissing my cheek, then pulling off the rest of his clothes and heading for the bathroom himself. The sound of running water follo
Last Updated : 2022-09-15The Lost Royal Fifteen
They led me downstairs in tense silence, at least until Serena saw us, and fell in beside us as we reached the second floor. "Saxon," she purred at him, ignoring both Haden and I as she linked her arm through his, clinging to him as we walked. "How was your journey back? We should find a moment to catch up, perhaps over lunch?" she continued, and he stopped dead in his tracks, so suddenly I almost walked into his back. Serena was unimpressed, turning to glare at me, "Step back, runt, watch where you're going," she said, her lips curling in a look of disgust as she looked over her shoulder at me. I ignored her though, more concerned with the icy glare Saxon was giving her. "Did you hear me?" Serena said, lifting her chin as she turned to face me more, her hand still on Saxon's arm. His face only darkened further, and I simply raised an eyebrow at her. "I said.." she began angrily, but was interrupted by Haden, "She heard what you said, Serena. We all did," he said, and looked pointed
Last Updated : 2022-09-16The Lost Royal Sixteen
Saxon's threatening growl made her take a step backwards, "They're here?!" he asked, and she shook her head. "Not yet, but the first group arrived about an hour ago, and they're all taking about it," she said, and he started to stand. Haden gently placed a hand on his arm, giving him a small shake of his head, "They're not here yet, Sax," he said in the voice that I knew had such a calming effect, and Saxon paused, looking at him. "Trin is just giving us a heads up, so we can plan and react accordingly when they are, right Trin?" Haden continued, looking at her, and she nodded quickly again. "Exactly, I thought you should know as far in advance as possible," she agreed, and Saxon sighed, sitting back down and staring at her for a long moment. "Thank you, Trin," he said after a while, and she bowed her head towards him, before giving me an apologetic smile and turning to leave. Haden and Saxon fell into silence again as they continued eating, but I noticed their eyes going occasiona
Last Updated : 2022-09-18The Lost Royal Seventeen
When Haden finally lifted his head again, breaking the kiss, I felt flushed and breathless, but he clearly had no intention of stopping there. He gently pushed me backwards, and when I resisted, Saxon placed his hands on my shoulders from behind. The intensity of Haden's kiss had almost made me forget Saxon was even there, and as he pushed me down onto the desk, it was clear he was no longer content with just watching. He bent over me, his mouth lowering to mine, and his kiss was filled with as much fiery passion as Haden's had been. Almost enough to distract me from Haden beginning to undo my pants. My hands reached for his, trying to stop him, but Saxon reached for mine, moving them and holding my wrists either side of my head. He lifted his head, looking down at me as he whispered, "Don't fight it, pup." Haden hesitated, leaning forwards as his hands wandered over me, before cupping my face, drawing my attention to him. "Just say yes, love," he asked in that calm, soothing tone,
Last Updated : 2022-09-19The Lost Royal Eighteen
We stayed there a while, simply holding each other in silence, until Saxon sighed heavily, reluctantly pulling away and redressing himself. "Alpha duties?" Haden asked, as Saxon reached down to pull my underwear and jeans back up too, gently caressing my legs as he did. He sighed again, "Yeah, Abigail is here, and already throwing a fit, apparently." I tensed immediately, turning pale at the mention of her name, "She's here? I mean.. already?" I asked, feeling sick at the thought of seeing her again. Haden frowned at me, looking at me with concern as he re-buckled his belt. "Yeah, most should be here by tonight," Saxon said, and Haden's eyes went blank for a brief moment. Silence followed, before Saxon suddenly wrapped his arms around my waist from behind, nuzzling his face against me. "She has no power here, pup. Or anywhere," he whispered softly, "She can't hurt you anymore." Haden nodded agreement, reaching up to cup my face, stroking my cheek with his thumb, "And if she tries,
Last Updated : 2022-09-20The Lost Royal Nineteen
I heard her cry out, and the sound of someone hitting the floor, along with the familiar metallic clink of thick, metal chains, and immediately pushed my way through the crowd. Haden tried to call me back to him, but I barely noticed, my whole being focused entirely on finding her. And I did, sprawled on the ground in filthy rags, a collar around her neck, attached to a heavy chain, the other end of which was wrapped around Gamma - or I suppose Alpha, now - Byron's thick palm. Most were standing around, watching with looks of horror and disgust, except for those from Silver Waters, who seemed far less bothered by this sort of scene. Some even looked mildly satisfied, Abigail especially, until she looked up and saw me, and her expression turned to shock, then anger. "You!" she screeched, raising her hand to point it at me, "So this is where you ran off to, thinking you could escape your duties to our pack," she sneered, then turned to Byron, "She should be in chains just like her use
Last Updated : 2022-09-21The Lost Royal Twenty
I watched Susanna calmly walk back inside, and turned to Haden, "What did she mean, about not being what she expected?" I asked, and he just shrugged again, though there was a hint of amusement on his face. "Haden?" I prodded again, as he took my hand and began to lead me around the enormous building, and he sighed softly. "Susanna is.." he began, seeming to consider his words thoughtfully, "well.. she doesn't miss much. And she doesn't let on even a fraction of what she's noticed. She understands more about the people and happenings in this pack than anyone could ever know." I frowned, thinking of my first impression of her, and wondered how many others saw her perfectly preened appearance, and dismissive, haughty kind of attitude, and saw little else beyond it. Haden glanced at me, then gave a soft laugh, "You'll find a lot of people aren't quite what they first seem here," he said gently, "Like Saxon, and his reputation. Hell, even his demeanor with most people.. it's not who he r
Last Updated : 2022-09-22
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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
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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
