BELLA "Ah, Fred..."Aside from my moans, the room held a quiet, almost sacred stillness, like the study walls were sheltering us from the world. I sank further into the chair moaning softly as the soft leather cradled me. Fred's fingers moved into me tortuously slow, pushing in just enough to touch that sacred spot, and pulling out far enough to leave me gasping for more."Fred, please," I begged even though I had no idea what I was begging for. He stopped for a moment and knelt beside me, his hand resting on my abdomen with a comforting weight. His eyes met mine, glowing, soft, and full of something I couldn't correctly decipher. Slowly, he leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss to the curve of my belly. His fingers traced the soft lines of my waist, exploring with care that sent a flutter through me. His hand, strong but careful, held me with reverence. As his fingers pressed deeper, I felt myself lose track of everything around me.Blue was behind me, his touch gentle as he brus
When I got up this morning, I noticed two things. Okay, scratch that. Not when I woke up, more like when I wanted to have my bath. The first thing I detected was how big my stomach looked to have gotten. It seemed it added more than an inch. With how big it was at the moment, I couldn't see my toes. Then the second was the mark on my stomach. It was a moon-shaped orange mark that hadn't been there before. It looked to have materialized overnight. “Arkyn, Tyrell!” I screamed their names. A few seconds was all it took for them to barge into the bathroom, looking around as if seeking an intruder that might be hiding in the shadows. “What's wrong?” Blue asked, giving me a once-over, his eyes lingering on my chest. “Why did you call us by those names? Is everything okay?”“Not at all.” I pointed at the mark. “What is this?”Puzzled, my mates walked over to me and leaned down to study the mark. They stayed that way for a few minutes before they lifted their gaze to me, shaking their head.
“You want to do it? Now?” I frowned. “Aren't you a little dressed up just for a conversation?” I pointed out, looking at him once more. He blushed, glancing down at his clothes before he lifted his gaze. “I had to dress up since I'm meeting the queen. I didn't want to seek disrespect.”“You didn't have to do it.” I sat up, biting back the pain that threatened to escape my lips at my action. I didn't like how much this pregnancy was affecting me today. He must have noticed my discomfort because he took a throw pillow from the couch he was sitting on and walked over to my side. “Permit me to serve you, my queen.”I nodded, not saying a word because I knew a painful moan would be the first thing I let out. Bowing to me, he placed the pillow behind me. However, instead of walking back to the couch he was sitting on, he knelt in front of me. “I can help you, my queen,” he offered, answering my questions without me voicing them out. “How?” I managed to let the word out without moaning i
The next few days went by in a blur. After Da Ankora checked on me, and confirmed Devon's words about my conception time being nearer, I tried to do as much as I could for my mates and the kingdom, while preparing for the arrival of my babies. Chrys seemed to know what was going on because she had been spending each waking moment with me, with her little palms always placed on my stomach.Devon said she could feel the babies and was trying to let them feel her affection. It was heart-warming to hear those words. Knowing she was ready for her siblings was the best feeling ever. While I basked in the love of my family, I tried to be the best queen I could. With Devon's help, I could carry on daily without feeling any pain, which was how I got to fulfil my mission, to get the throne. There were people who were still against our union, who were both angry at their kings for abandoning them, only to return with a werewolf who grew up in the human world, and me. Others supported my movem
I stood in front of the imposing house as shivers went through my spine. I didn’t know what I was thinking when I agreed to take the job others discarded because of how impossible it was to bag an interview.The Christophos brothers had been a myth for close to ten years now. They were the richest men in the entire country, yet no one had ever seen them. There had been major debates about their reasons for seclusion.Their family had been existing for centuries, but it wasn’t until ten years ago that a journalist discovered the brothers.Though she didn’t get any info on them, she got a backshot of the brothers. For ten years, different journalists had tried to do the impossible by asking for an interview with them, but they had never responded.Note how shocked I was when they replied to my message and set a date for the first meeting.Everyone thought it was a scam when I showed it to them, but there I was, to show them that this young journalist was capable. I became what I am toda
I stared around, still looking for the owners of the voices. My legs continued to shake, and my breath came out in gasps, scared to my bones at the thought of what was going to happen to me here. Who the hell owned the voices? Why are they still hiding? Playing games with me?“Come forward, Miss Cold.”The moment the gruff voice came once more, a door by my right opened, scaring the hell out of me.I heard a scream, which I later realized was mine. My heart almost leapt out of my chest from how scared I was.“Step in,” the smooth melted chocolate type of voice ordered. And like the first time, I found my legs going towards the door without knowing what the hell was happening to me.The odd thing was I couldn’t stop my legs from moving. It was as if something was propelling me to go forward.I gulped, scared to my bones the moment I stepped into the room, but the fear dissipated at the sight in front of me. I don’t know what I hoped, but it wasn’t this.The room was beautiful, with sof
For two days, my mind was plagued with the meeting I had with the Christophos brothers. I couldn’t shake off their words, no matter how hard I tried. It was as if they used their claws on me, wrapping me around with chains, making it difficult for me to think about anything else but their proposal.“You seem absent-minded, Bella. Tell me, what’s wrong?” Chris asked as she sat opposite me. Her lovely golden hair shone as the morning light hit it at a perfect angle, making her look so ethereal it made me jealous.It was no secret that she was the most beautiful woman in this firm. Almost all the men had a crush on her. And those who didn’t were gay.“Nothing,” I smiled at her, taking in her emerald gown, which seemed to bring out the beauty of her hazel eyes. “I love your dress,” I commented, loving the way it hugged her body.“Thanks. I got it on a trip to Paris. Good God, girl, you need to see the Eiffel Tower!” she gushed.“Is it as beautiful as the picture?” I raised a brow, eager f
My hand shook like that of a person with epilepsy as I stood in front of their door.Just like the first day I came to this place, I didn’t see anyone around. The entire compound was so silent that it sent shivers through my spine, and the fear that gripped my body when I raised my fist to knock on the door was unlike any I’d ever felt.I gulped, raising my hand once more to rap on the door. This time, I knocked thrice in case they didn’t hear the first ones.It took me a week to decide on this. Though I claimed it was nothing, I couldn’t help the fear of the unknown. The brothers are literally ghosts. No one knew about them, no info, not even a tip.Giving myself up to them would take much more than just agreeing to this. I told Chris where I was heading before I left. That way should I not return, they will know where to find me. It didn’t hurt to be on the safe side.I screamed when the door swung open like it did on the first day. However, instead of the foyer being empty, I saw o