When Hazel saw her face in the little handheld mirror Lance had brought out of his bag, she could not recognize her face.Her face was a myriad of various colors littered all over it.Her eyes were opened wide in shock as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror, turning her head from side to side to see all the angles of Lance's handwork."I went overboard with the makeup to conceal your face more properly," Lance explained when he saw the expression on Hazel's face.With a chuckle, Hazel said, "There's no need to explain anything. I completely understand. Besides, it will be better if they can't recognize any part of my original feature."Lance the
Hazel did not even have to wonder how the food was going to be served to the guests when the uniformed servants had left because a bunch of the naked girls who were lined up on the wall left their position to go stand by the food carts.The other girls served as waitresses. When someone wanted something, he would summon one of the girls and tell her his choice.She in turn would walk to where the food carts were positioned and collect the food from the other naked girls manning that place and then take it back to the man.At first, very few men requested food. Hazel was starting to become agitated. At that pace, it was going to take a very long time for all the men to pass out from the poison and she was so eager to harm the perverted bastard sitting on the throne.In the dark, Hazel kept on sending him visual darts with her eyes as she watched him through angry eyes.Looking at Gordon was torture to Hazel because she was forced to watch the young girls also but try as she may, she c
The clown costume lay in a pool around her knees when she took it off.She reached down into her black dress, in between her thighs, and then took out her dagger.She could hear the whispers of the girls around her and she held on to the hope that none of them would scream out in horror.Hazel held the dagger, with both her hands and raised it ready to strike."If I were you, I would close my eyes," Hazel warned the girls standing next to her then with all the might she could muster, she plunged the dagger right into Gordon's chest.She heard a muffled scream from her right-hand side and she turned to find one of the girls who had been with Gordon with her hands over her mouth and horror in her eyes.Paying no further attention to the girl, Hazel pushed the dagger till the entire blade was embedded inside his chest and only the handle was visible.She felt Gordon squirm from the pressure on the blade.He was already unconscious but his wolf was not and it was his wolf fighting for the
"We also have you to thank," Winston replied to Hazel.Hazel only smiled, the excitement of completing her task and freeing everyone from such a monster still sent tingles down her spine."I have done the best I can. All you have left to do is to wash it all off," Lance said looking at her bloodied hands and not her face.The blood was beginning to dry up on her hands and it was starting to feel so uncomfortable. But her mood could not be soiled."Thank you so much Lance," she said as she got up from the chair.Any moment from now, someone may discover what had gone down in that room and there would be an intense search.She had to make sure at all costs that she was not in that place when that happened."I need to go," Hazel said."Won't you stay and celebrate with us?" Winston asked, looking confused."I have cooked up a feast ready for that," He added."That is so sweet and tempting I cannot deny," she admitted. Her stomach had been grumbling as she had only had breakfast, "But I
Hazel let out a piercing scream that tore through the night echoing through the entire forest as her captor increased the pressure on her hair.Her heart was ramming as she stared into his face. She never thought this could happen.He pulled at her hair again and Hazel couldn't stop the scream that escaped her lips.Her captor only chuckled with her hair wrapped around his hand."No matter how much you scream, no one will hear you." He reminded her and Hazel knew it was true.As she stared into eyes so blue, her heart ran wild with fear as instead of the beauty she had once seen in them, she only saw anger."I'm sorry," she whimpered.Her neck was aching with the way he was bending her head backward and she felt like he was going to rip out her hair from her head as he pulled mercilessly."No!" He roared, shaking his head, "You are not sorry. But I promise you, you will be when I am done with you," He threatened.Hazel believed his threat as she saw it in his eyes. The anger in his ey
Hazel woke up the next day disoriented and confused as to where she was.Her head hurt like crazy and her body felt as if she had been run over by an elephant.She tried to move but realized it was not possible as all her limbs were tied off.Then all of a sudden, she recalled the events of last night."Help! Someone, please help me!" Hazel shouted at the top of her lungs.She could remember the look of danger on Sam's face yesterday and she was sure she did not want to see it again.She was sure she was at his house because the room looked nothing like a prison cell. She had to find a way to get out of there. Her presence in the town was not good and could lead her into more serious trouble.She pulled at the ropes holding her hands to the bedpost in a bid to cut them off but the only thing she got in return was excruciating pain as the ropes tore into her wrists.Not knowing what to do, she lay down on the bed crying."Raglan?" She called out.She shut her eyes tight as she called
"Make sure you take good care of her. Treat any wounds you would find," Sam instructed his maid, "And there should be no funny business," Sam warned."Erm... Master? How am I going to clean her up when she is tied up Sir?" The maid asked.Sam pondered on the maid's words for a while. He looked at the maid, then back at Hazel."You have a point. You can undo the ties but I have to warn you again, no funny business," He commanded. "She is very cunning."He started to walk out of the room but then stopped in his tracks and turned to admonish the maid once more."If she escapes, you will take her place."Hazel saw the visible shiver that went through the maid's body and she knew that any plan she had to try to cajole the maid into helping her out was not going to work.But she was going to find a way, by hook or by crook. Sam walked out of the room and Hazel listened to his receding footsteps as a glimmer of hope rose in her. She had been hoping he would leave the door open. She knew sh
Hazel cried out in pain as the water touched her skin.She had gotten little cuts that were not easily visible and the water had irritated them thereby causing her pain."It is okay. Just calm down, " Mary consoled her.Hazel stood still for a while to get accustomed to the pain before gently lowering herself into the tub of water very gently.She sighed as she finally relaxed inside the tub laying her back as best as she could.She closed her eyes as she let the warm scented water soothe her aching body and wash away the pain of yesterday.She took deep breaths as she tried to calm her mind and spirit.She was happy she was getting all these treatments that would help her regain her energy for her flight later.Escaping Sam would not be easy but she knew she was going to do all that she could to escape.Hazel suddenly jerked and threw her eyes open as she felt hands on her hair.She turned to see Mary, kneeling by her head. She had a bottle of shampoo in one of her hands, while the o
"No!" Hazel's screams resonated through the walls of the midwives' workshop. Against their will, the midwives had lain Hazel on the worktable and had tied her limbs down to the table. One of the midwives took a cloth and started to stuff it into Hazel's mouth to muffle her screams. "Leave her mouth free. I want to listen to her screams," Raglan's cold voice echoed in the room, stopping the midwife. "Please Raglan! You can take my life but let this child live! He is innocent! Please!" Hazel pleaded with Raglan. "I should let the bastard child live?" Raglan chuckled. "I am putting an end to the lives of all the bastards in that family. Including the whore that dared bear him a child," Raglan said with such contempt his face contorted with disgust. Tears spilled down Hazel's face. She couldn't breathe. She knew this was likely going to be her end, but she had hoped she could escape. But she refused to give up on her son. Hazel continued to beg, offering her life in exchange for
Days had passed and Hazel was getting better and better in her skills as a princess of death but it wasn't as fast as she would have wanted it.Her baby would soon be out and she knew that the moment that happened, it was going to be the end of her.She worked harder in the small room she had created for herself, hoping to be able to restore her life to earth before the baby came. But all of these were difficult for her, especially since she had to avoid Raglan's mother by all means.Hazel had tried her possible best to steer clear of her. She knew that she hated her and she made sure she never had anything to do with her.But Raglan's mother made it her duty to be in Hazel's business. She found excuses to be around Hazel and to be part of her life and though Hazel tried her best to avoid her, it was not possible.As she finished her training with her instructor that day, Hazel slowly made her way to her room to rest but as she took the final bend, Raglan's mother immediately appeared
"What?!" Hazel squeaked, her face confused as to what she had just heard.Raglan held her by the shoulders his face lit up with a joy that she never believed could exist in the realm of darkness.He shook her as if to wake her from something."Hazel! We are in love! We now have a child on the way! All that's left is for us to get married!" Raglan said trying to connect some imaginary dots.Hazel knew she could not do this. She had endured the past weeks pretending to like him. Getting married to Raglan was going to the extreme and she was not sure she could survive it.With the same speed with which his face had lit up, the joy on his face dimmed out and a sadness replaced the light."You don't want me?" Raglan asked his voice pricking Hazel with the amount of pain that was in it.Hazel sighed.She knew this was not going to be easy. For her to secure what was hers, it was required of her to make certain sacrifices and this was one of them.With a weak smile that did not even touch he
Over the next few days, Hazel and Raglan's relationship blossomed.Raglan was so happy and he made sure everyone knew about him and Hazel –including his mother.Hazel was still trying to wrap her mind around how she became a girlfriend to the prince of death. The person who had taken away the joy from her life.Hazel had not factored a relationship between her and Raglan into her plans. She had envisioned a totally different trajectory for her plan and she was not happy with the way things were going.Raglan made sure she spent half of her day with him. He tried to make her move to his room but Hazel refused.Staying with Raglan meant she would have to have sex with him and that was something she dreaded happening.She however had been forced to be intimate with him.They cuddled in bed together before bedtime, and they kissed quite a lot –although she tried to find ways to avoid kissing him there was only so much she could refuse for her plan to really work.She did everything intend
Hazel spent the next twenty minutes thinking and rethinking her plan. 'What if it fails?' she asked herself. She knew that was a useless question to ask herself. She knew exactly what would happen if her plan failed. But there was no way she was going to back down. She placed her hands on her belly, rubbing it. She had to take the risk for the child's sake and his father's. With that in mind, Hazel got up and marched to the bed where Raglan lay lost to the world. He looked much more beautiful in sleep and he looked much less like the evil bastard that he was. Hazel looked at the left side of his chest. She knew he had no heart but she wished he had one so that she would have the satisfaction of impaling his heart just as how he had made her do so to all those Alpha's just for his selfish reason. Raglan was lucky she did not know how to send him to hell, she would have done it there and then. Rather, she got on the bed and started to try and take off his black tunic. It was no
She stood before the master of ceremony her entire body weak with fear.The master of ceremony turned back to face the crowd and then he rose both of his hands up into the air and then announced in a low voice, "It is time."As if on cue, the whole room erupted in a terrifying chant.The master of ceremony hurriedly walked away leaving Hazel standing in the middle tears running down her face as she witnessed the ritual happening around her.She could not move as she knew doing so will be fruitless. There was no possible way she was ever going to be able to make it out of the place without being caught moreover she was stuck there in fear.The blood that had been running past her legs started to flow faster.The chants from the demons grew frantic and the symbols on her body started to grow brighter and brighter making her body look like it had been set on fire.Hazel could feel a terrible presence in the room one which was more terrible than all the demons put together. This was follo
"When you said the entire realm would be present did you mean it?" Hazel asked Raglan as soon as Persia landed in front of the four walls.Raglan turned and looked at her dropping the reins. He could see fear spread all over her face."No, I didn't mean it literally," Raglan said to her. "Those who will be in attendance at the banquet are only royalty and those who matter. The rest will be celebrating it at other places."Hazel nodded, her anxiety was a tad bit relieved by his explanation."Shall we?" Raglan asked and he held out his free hand.Hazel nodded then took her hands off the chariot where she had been holding tightly for her dear life.Her legs were still wobbly from her experience but she willed herself to stand steady.The ride had been a bumpy one and many times, Hazel's stomach threatened to hurl out the contents of her stomach but she fought to keep it down.She clasped her hands once more in front of her and Raglan took ahold of her elbow guiding her down the chariot.
"You look so beautiful," Raglan said looking at her with eyes that were full of admiration."Thank you," Hazel said with a warm smile."So do you," She added and her comments were more than just mere flattery. Raglan looked really handsome even though he was dressed in intimidating attire. He had swapped his usual cloak for a tunic, black as night. Underneath the tunic, he wore what looked like chain mail armor, and in his left hand was a scepter that was shaped like a scythe, one very similar to the grim reaper's.There was something in Raglan's eyes as she looked at him. It was a look she had seen before but not on Raglan and it was weird that he had that look in his eyes as he looked at her.Her heart made a little flutter and she had to caution herself to keep her cheeks from reddening. She had to stay focused. The life of her child depended on it.Raglan also tried his best not to look into her eyes. That was very strange as he had never for once been timid before her or anyone
Hazel had lost track of time as she lay on the bed while her body was tattooed with a bunch of symbols she could not decipher.She had spent the time drifting in and out of sleep and when she woke up the last time, she was shocked to see that they had only even covered the front her neck to chest area, and her arms.It was now she understood the maid's issue about time.She wondered why just drawing figures will take so much time.She decided to glance down at what they were doing so she tilted her head down.When she did, she felt a sense of foreboding come over her.Something in her grew cold as a strong feeling of fear seized herAlthough she could not decipher the symbols drawn on her body, she knew that they were something extremely evil."What are these?" Hazel asked her voice more of a whisper."These are the truths of ancient times," The maid said, her voice very quiet as if in reverence to the symbols.Hazel did not know what she said but she did not ask further.She moved a