KING ARCHIE’S POV“What are you doing here?”I was shocked to see her behind me and her dilated violet eyes confirmed what her scent had carried to my nostrils. What the fuck?“What is she doing here? And you can’t tell me you didn't perceive Amanisa’s scent for a minute..”Jay exclaimed. He has been understanding so far but seeing Violet in my sleeping chambers with my aching cock in my hands and her arousal spreading all over the place. “This was a bad idea from the onset. What if she had come to tell you she also understand that you couldn't have chosen her–”“Amanisa is mad. She wouldn't come to me for that–”“She isn't mad, Kovan. She is hurt because she trusted you and you made her believe that she was the only one for you while you plan to mate with Violet… we are to be blamed not Amanisa…”Jay roared and we both began to argue, forgetting about the horny woman that had entered my chamber when I was masturbating and visualizing Amanisa. She was the one that drove me to ecstasy
AMANISA’S POV“What is the problem??”I couldn't bring myself to respond. I stared at the older woman with something I could call pure hate. She was his mother and she was forcing me to face her and the woman I wish to kill mercilessly. I should have been left alone. They should have excluded me from their plans but here I was in Sophie’s chamber, picking shits for Violet for the ritual that was supposed to begin in less than thirty hours.Violet was also in the same space as me and I detested that fact. Her face and scent reminded me of the disgusting smell of her arousal mixed with Kovan’s ejaculation. I hated all of them. Yet I cried all night. I detest them all yet they have brought me here and there was nothing I could do about it… Except for direct disrespect but that wasn't part of the plan…Acting along was part of the plan though and if Sophie had noticed that something was wrong, then I had failed. Or was I just failing? In all ramifications…“Nothing, your Grace… All is wel
AMANISA’S POV“Are you trembling out of anger or pain or regret?”Arla asked as I panted heavily. My eyes were fixed on the wardrobe in that I had shoved the assassin cloth that I wore earlier this morning… in the wee hours to be precise. I was following the plan. I followed it to the bottom yet the plan had failed. Should I say I made a mistake? And I couldn't be sure about my current emotion. It could be anger since I had failed to carry out the assignment perfectly. It could also be caused pain since I had failed to stop the mating ritual from holding. In two hours, the opening ritual will begin yet no one seems to have discovered what I discovered this morning… what made me realize that I had failed… I had fallen into a trap. It could also be regret. I kept asking myself why I didn't listen to Arla when she was telling me about Violet… it has to be that bitch. She had taken the fun out of my plan and she had trapped me.“You have to gather your thoughts, Ama. Ava would soon be
KING ARCHIE’S POV My eyes were fixed on the mirrors in my sleeping chambres as I was dressed by the royal servant that was supervised by Ardin who had dressed up himself. While I looked at my reflection all I could ask myself was “is not too late to quit?” Of course, it was too late to quit and return to the woman I wanted to be with for real. Of course, it was too late. After all, the opening ritual which has been seen as important will be starting in less than twenty minutes. “Is it too late?” I asked myself again like I have been doing since I left Amanaisa’s chamber yesterday. I was there the day before but she wasn't in and yesterday when I went there she was in but I didn't go in and I masked my scent so she would not perceive me. Why did I do that? I might never be able to answer that question just like I wouldn't be able to answer “why are you still mating with Violet? What importance does her family have to you?” The peace of the realm was ruining my personal peace ye
AMANISA’S POVCurtis ran past me.My heart beat loudly against my chest as I walked in after him. My eyes were trained on Curtis's frame and I forgot to admire the decorations on the field. Neither did I take a moment to appreciate the organization of the werewolves and Lycans.“What is the problem, Gamma Curtis?” Kovan questioned and my ears didn't miss the hushed sobs that Curtis was trying hard to hide as he knelt before Kovan. Violet was sitting beside Kovan on a throne… she has a few steps to take before she would take the real throne though. “Look at that devilish smile on her face, Ama.” Arla pointed out to me just as Ava pointed to my seat. I saw Sophie settling on the seat beside mine and I rolled my eyes. Would I ever be able to get rid of her?“I don't want to look her in the eyes, Arla. I might lose my mind if I do.” I said to my Lycan spirit and walked to my seat. Gamma Curtis was still finding it hard to catch his breath. Was he this shaken because he found a family
AMANISA’S POV“Should I be terrified?” I asked again, adding, “Should I be worried about being framed or that someone has planted something or someone in my quarters without my knowledge?” “There is no need to waste time by chit-chatting, Lady Amanisa. The Lycan King will decide what to do.” Violet backed off when she realized that I had caught on to her game. She always knew how to start but never had a good ending. I would finish this game for her and she would regret stepping on my tail.Kovan cleared his throat and I knew he would allow the search to be carried out. He would say his hands are tied as the king when he was still affectionate towards me but now, I was certain he would make that decision willingly.“There would be no need for the search.” To my surprise, Kovan announced. My eyes cut to his but he wasn't looking at me, he was staring straight ahead, into the crowd as if he was searching for someone. “But, My King. We have to search to find out the truth. We can–”
KING ARCHIE’S POV“It has happened again?”I exclaimed, jolting off my throne like I had been electrocuted. I might not be electrocuted but I have been shocked regardless. My eyes burned with rage as I waited for the man kneeling before me to disregard the news he just broke to me. My hands clenched on the handrest of the throne and yet again, sorrow filled me… plus fear. I should be scared. If my allies were falling every day by day then I should be scared. I should be terrified.This had always been the first step to war in the history of my kind. I should be scared because a war would end the years of peace I had managed to achieve. If care weren't taken, it would be the end of everything and me. “Beta Timothy. Tell me you aren't here to tell me something has happened to any of the members of the house of Betas.”I pressed for an answer while the head of the house of Beta whimpered before me like he had lost someone dear to him. It’s been three weeks since the parents of Gamma
AMANISA’S POVIt wasn't me. I wasn't the killer. Not just this once but every time, I have been beaten to it. It wasn't me.“I am happy someone is doing the dirty job and for once, you aren't being dragged into it.” Arla expressed her satisfaction but I couldn't share the same views with her. I hated the fact that whoever was the real killer was taking the fun away from me. It should be my fight. Killing those people could have been my way to find peace. However, my peace has been stolen once again. “Why do I feel like at the end of the day, I will be the one in the middle?”I had been doubting that Violet was the one behind the other killings. She doesn't have the balls to keep killing people. More than seven families have died… that was so not Violet. “The Beta family that was killed is the same as the one I have set my eyes on, Arla. this has been happening repeatedly. Do you think someone has been reading my mind? How could that even be?”I asked my Lycan spirit those questi