Milan wouldn't believe what was going on. He had called her here to rile her as usual. Fuck that. He had called her here because he missed her so much and wanted them to banter and then taste her. Those cherry lips of hers to know what they will feel like on him.He was truly hungry for real. He hasn't been with a woman since he brought her home. All that keeps crossing his mind has been her. But he didn't mean to fuck her. But the instant he kissed her, the kind of reaction he experienced was far beyond what he ever expected and he just couldn't stop.He didn't want to.He had expected her to slap him, kick and attack him when he kissed her. He was angry with the things she said when he told her she was his mate. He was furious with her for refusing to accept. Many women would die for that opportunity and then she tossed it right back at his face and proclaimed how much she despised him. It made him madder than anything he ever imagined.That was why he did it. To see if she truly me
Something about this Kingdom or maybe synonymous with Lycan Kingdoms is that they are highly organized. From the wee hours of the day to the break of twilight, every activity to be carried out in the day is already mapped out. This is why every early morning, a bell goes off which wakes up everyone in the Kingdom, signaling they go about their activities of the day. From the lowest-ranking wolves to the superiors, everyone is already bred to be used to this bell that goes off in the morning. And in this particular Kingdom, there is already a wide knowledge that the King makes everything easy for everyone irrespective of your rank in the pack, whether an omega or a Beta. You must follow the rules. In fact, it seems the lowest-ranking Lycans enjoy more privilege than their superiors. But this is not for Emilia. Since coming here, not only does she sleep past the time she is supposed to be awake, but any attempt to wake her up would lead to verbal combat. Her maid already understands
They stayed there for a long time bickering away until the poor servant managed to convince Emilia to leave the water, she was totally drenched. Her body was sampled through her now transparent dress and she wasn't even fazed by it.When the maid suggested they go back home, Emilia told her the palace was too confining and she would enjoy staying back there.Seeing as she had lost the fight, the maid gave up and they sat on a rock overlooking the water and cast stones at the water creatures."Does your King force women into his bed, Betty?" Emilia suddenly asked, still thinking about where she found herself this morning."What?" The girl's mousy voice creaked. "How?""Like force..." Emilia demonstrated. "To have his wicked ways with them.” The girl's eyeballs nearly fell off his sockets."No!" She shook her head vigorously. "He would never do that. In fact, he frowns against such acrimonious behavior... Why should he when the entire women in this pack and across would kill to have him
Milan stood by his window in his study with a glass of Vodka in his right hand and his left hand placed on his waist in deep thought. Out in the open, horses were out grazing under the sharp sun as the stable boys ran around ushering them immediately to make sure they didn't lose their wit and run off or become agitated by something. Whatever he can't really say but standing there looking out, he had this kind of fulfillment he can't pinpoint.Usually, he doesn't feel well whenever he hasn't been with a woman, but recently ever since he brought home that vixen, he often finds himself as he is now, smiling for reasons unbeknownst to him. And it's not supposed to be so.He had a deal with the goddess, no mate. And yet, here she is, and unless he is willing to turn away his old ways and cling to the skirt of just one woman for the rest of his life-which would connote setting free all his other mistresses, that means, he has to let her go. And he knows, no matter what he feels now, it wil
These days, the palace Emilia was getting used to the palace and the daily stroll was helping her map in her head how she was going to make her escape should she decide it was time to leave the place.It has been five days now since she saw the King last and despite telling herself she didn't miss him, she knew somewhere in her heart that every time Betty walked through that door, she anticipated her saying the King had asked for her that night.Damn the brute. Damn her body for desiring him.He knew what he did. There was nothing that can explain it if not one thing; He has charmed her. Yes, only that would explain so many things. That plus the fact that he called them mates.She knew about the mate bond and how it made the couples unable to stay away from each other. But, she and the brute weren't couples. He hardly even sees her as anything below his fuckmates. He was just buying time and trying to win her heart so that by the time he scored the prize, she would willingly give it t
At the realization of his sassy statement, a huge red blotch settled on her face in embarrassment and she quickly recovered, huffed, and pushed gently at his chest to move farther away from him to regain her senses.Milan smirked. She was so easily predictable and if doing this is what it would take to have her speechless, then he might have to employ this tactic."What are we doing here?" Her hands swished by her side as her unsmiling face took in the area. Though she was striving to hide it, he could see that she was enamored by the environment. Who wouldn't?Even someone as nerdy and stuck-up as Zane was full of admiration for the place the first time he lured them here. He gradually came up to stand by her side. "I thought you would like it..." His finger rose to trace her arm and felt her shudder, before rapidly gaining herself and throwing him a warning glare."Too bad, I don't," She grumbled, blew at a stray hair that fell over her face, and tried to stride away, but it would t
Chapter Twenty"I beg your pardon," Emilia's eyes narrowed at the girl before her who gave her a good run in height, despite her slim frame. It appears it runs in the genes as Milan seems to look like a hunk himself. Too surreal, bigger than an average wolf. Well, so are the men here, who seem to come with their nature as Lycans.The girl's eyes glinted with delight as she jogged forward to meet her, stretching out her hand to Emilia. "Hullo, I am Emma, princess to this Kingdom and a princess apparently," She rolled her eyes mischievously., "Wel, it's not like I revel in the glory, if anything I shall tell you, it's kind of stifling, particularly when you have one as my mother always poking around with all prim and proper balderdash all the time, but I must tell you, with my brother, it has been very easy for me, as he seems to take my side most of the time and allow me some privileges which if my mother were to find out, would be the end of me." She kept rambling, her hand still mid
Chapter Twenty-oneA lot is going to take place in the pack this period with the approaching of the full moon. There would be unaccountable deaths as there would be celebrations but firstly, the shamans, mages, and all the healers that went for the cleansing prayer period would all return.It was a relief because, at this time, the Lycans are prone to lose control and tend to go into savage mode if the Kingdoms are not fortified with potents to aid in keeping them under control hence they don't go rogue on themselves.Today is the third day and Milan has been with Zane in the general Lycan House where all forms of deliberation happen whenever this season approaches.It is usually like a three-day summit in which they will stay there, bathe, eat and continue throughout this period until they have plans mapped out on how the seasonal activities would go.Milan as he sat at the head of the table, already calculated his time before the day would come to an end so he would make his exit--a
57Emilia starts to fume. “What do you mean, and why the hell are you arrogant?” She asks Milan.“I am just so sure that you are reasonable, Emilia. I saw that in you a long time ago, most especially when we were both in the woods together, and I told you that you could be in so much danger if you stayed in the woods on your own.” Milan says.Emilia glares at him and shakes her head internally. This guy does not even know shit about her; he does not know half of what she is capable of.Well, it is a good thing that he does not- it will make him definitely let his guard down just when she needs it to be down.“Fine.” She says.“Good girl,” Milan mutters under his breath.“What did you just say?” Emilia asks.“Nothing. I said, ‘thank you’.” Milan says.They both keep riding, and although this is the first time Emilia is riding a horse, she seems proficient at it. Milan is very surprised.“Are you sure this is your first time on a horse?” He asks as they ride side by side.“Yup,” Emilia
The two of them say nothing to each other. Instead, they just stare at the lake. Minute after minute, hour after hour passes, and they are silent.After a while, Emilia looks at Milan. “Don’t you have something else to do besides sitting here with me?” She asks.“I cleared my schedule.” Milan tells her.“I see.” Emilia says and looks away.“I really want us to go horseriding together, why are you punishing me by refusing?” Milan asks.Emilia says nothing.“You are clearly still mad at me.” Milan points out. “I can see that you are punishing me for my actions.” He says.“I am glad you can see that.” Emilia replies.“So, the daffodils are not even going to save me?” He asks with a smile.“No.” Emilia says and keeps atring at the lake. “Why do you want to go horseriding with me?” She asks Milan.‘Because I want you to be free.” Milan answers.Emilia scoffs. “Free? Free?” She asks incredulously.“Yes, free.” Milan replies.“You are so funny. How could I be free while horseriding in this p
55The two of them say nothing to each other. Instead, they stare at the lake. Minute after minute, hour after hour passes, and they are silent.After a while, Emilia looks at Milan. “Don’t you have something else to do besides sitting here with me?” She asks.“I cleared my schedule,” Milan tells her.“I see,” Emilia says and looks away.“I really want us to go horseriding together, why are you punishing me by refusing?” Milan asks.Emilia says nothing.“You are clearly still mad at me.” Milan points out. “I can see that you are punishing me for my actions.” He says.“I am glad you can see that,” Emilia replies.“So, the daffodils are not even going to save me?” He asks with a smile.“No,” Emilia says and keeps staring at the lake. “Why do you want to go horseriding with me?” She asks Milan.‘Because I want you to be free.” Milan answers.Emilia scoffs. “Free? Free?” She asks incredulously.“Yes, free,” Milan replies.“You are so funny. How could I be free while horseriding in this pr
"As a guest of the palace irrespective of your peerage, it's expected that your carriage should introduce you before you say a word to another," Mrs. Worthington went on saying, with Emilia slouched in her seat, counting her fingers to the time when their blasted lesson would end."I thought by today we would be gone past your wrong posture," The woman sighed, tapping her temples dramatically. "But from what I see, it seems to have worsened from the past."No word from Emilia. In fact, the only word she had said in this class was to greet Mrs. Worthington when she came into the room."You might need a ladies ' pamphlet to aid you.""What!" The first word Emilia was uttering. "Why do I need a pup's pamphlet? I am an adult!""Then behave like one, Young Ms. You hardly show any motivation for wanting to learn, demanding I do all I can to make sure you are on point with my admonitions.""Well, why not quit?" Emilia mumbled under her breath."I beg your pardon?""Nothing, Ma'am." Emilia sl
After playing their games of chess and constituting nuisance that even made the maids to come to inform Emma that her mother sought her presence, Emilia was finally escorted back to her chambers.She envisaged the presence of Milan more than she wanted to believe, and even planned to confront him about his trick that morning in deceiving her into believing that he was sincerely repentant.But, when she got to the room, he wasn't there. She went into her room and went into the washroom to quickly soak herself there for a few minutes, coming out only when the water had gone cold.She went back to her room wrapped in a clean white towel, sat on the chair in front of her vanity table rubbing the new rose oil that Betty brought in for her, when the door opened and slammed loudly.Emilia's eyes impulsively flicked to the adjoining door which she left open when she came in initially-without knowing why-and saw no one.But from the way the hairs at the nape of her neck rose, and her nose pick
“You are right.” Milan says as they continue fencing. “I have to stop breathing down her neck.” He adds.“A woman like that needs her space.” Zane says. “I have no idea why you both are always at loggerheads, because as complex as Emilia seems, she is very easy to understand.”“I understand what you are trying to say, Zane, but I must confess that it is not as easy as you are making it seem.” Milan says. “As much as I try, I just end up annoying her.” He adds.“You just have to be patient with her.” Zane says and they finish fencing. “If you leave her alone, she will learn to trust you, and I can assure you that she will most likely fall in love with this place and not run away again.” He adds.“I will do this, and I really hope that it works.” Milan says with a deep sigh.“So, we’ll see tomorrow, yeah?” Zane asks as they are about tro part ways.“Yeah, tomorrow.” Milan says and goes back into the Mansion. As he walks back to his suite, he asks one of the guards to go inform Emma that
51“You are right.” Milan says as they continue fencing. “I have to stop breathing down her neck.” He adds.“A woman like that needs her space.” Zane says. “I have no idea why you both are always at loggerheads, because as complex as Emilia seems, she is very easy to understand.”“I understand what you are trying to say, Zane, but I must confess that it is not as easy as you are making it seem.” Milan says. “As much as I try, I just end up annoying her.” He adds.“You just have to be patient with her.” Zane says and they finish fencing. “If you leave her alone, she will learn to trust you, and I can assure you that she will most likely fall in love with this place and not run away again.” He adds.“I will do this, and I really hope that it works.” Milan says with a deep sigh.“So, we’ll see tomorrow, yeah?” Zane asks as they are about tro part ways.“Yeah, tomorrow.” Milan says and goes back into the Mansion. As he walks back to his suite, he asks one of the guards to go inform Emma t
50“Emilia, you did really well today.” Mrs. Worthington says to Emilia as soon as the class is over. “I am glad that I am beginning to rob off on you.” She adds.Emilia sighs softly. “When is my next class?” She asks.“It is in two days, Emilia, and I really hope to see you.” Her teacher says.“Fine,” Emilia says and waltzes out of the room. She has been listening to that uptight woman for a long two hours, and all she needs now is a glass of milk, some cookies, and a great deal of sleep.Thus, she goes into the kitchen to get some cookies and milk that she is craving.“Hello, Betty!” Emilia says immediately she sees Betty in the kitchen.“Emilia!” Betty says and hugs her. “How was your class?” She asks.“What do you think?” Emilia rolls her eyes and starts to put some of the recently-baked chocolate cookies on a plate.“From the look of things, the class did not go well,” Betty says with a smile on her round face.Emilia scoffs. “Tell me about it. It was as boring as hell. It took e
49“Not again,” Emilia mutters to herself.“Did I hear you say something?” Penelope asks.“No.” Emilia says.“Good.” Penelope says. “Now, back to my question, why are you still talking to Emma?” She asked.“Because I like to talk to her,” Emilia replies.“I see. Milan, did you hear that?” She asks.“Yes, I did.” Milan replies to his mother.“And what do you have to say about it?” She asks.“Nothing.” Milan says. “Who am I to control who she talks to?”Emilia looks at him in surprise. She knows that he has promised to do better by her, but she had no idea he would stand up to his mother. She sends him a grateful glance, and he smiles softly.Dinner continues without any hitch, and Emilia is glad. As soon as she is done, Emilia steps out of the dining hall and into her room. Just a few minutes after settling down in her room, ther eis a knock on her door. Emilia assumes that it is Emma, so she does not even ask who it is.She is however surprised to see McMilan.“Milan?” She calls out.