LusiaI closed my eyes waiting for the impact of Kiara’s hand but it didn’t come. After a few seconds of waiting in vain, I opened my eyes and saw her hand held in mid-air. A strong, familiar fragrance filled my nose and my body grew rigid as I recognized who it was immediately. King Dane.King Dane was holding Kiara’s hand and his face was twisted in anger. I could see the rags in his icy blue eyes. My heart was thumping hard against my chest as I stared at him. I never thought that he would come to my rescue. But here he was, being my knight in shining armor. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” He asked Kiara. His voice was cold. Kiara was baffled by this. Her mouth was slightly parted as she stared at King Dane who was still holding her hand. I could bet that she didn’t expect this to happen. A few minutes ago, I stepped out of the room for the first time since I was brought here. The feeling had been exciting. I felt free and tried my best to stay near the room but I got
LusiaTen years ago. I woke up to the constant rustling sounds coming from downstairs. It had been happening for the last thirty minutes which made me feel uncomfortable. I had ignored them to get some sleep but each time I closed my eyes, the sound would pop again. Maybe it was a mom trying to fix something for dad. Or maybe they were having a slight disagreement. I didn’t know. The only thing that bothered me was the fact that I wasn’t getting any sleep because of the rustling sound. I stared at the ceiling in the darkness waiting for the sound to go away. After five minutes, everything became calm once more. I could also hear muffled voices coming from downstairs. One of them was my father’s. I could recognize it vividly. His tone sounded irritated and slightly furious which made me feel that he was in an argument with somebody. Maybe he was scolding Finn as well. They hadn’t been seeing eye to eye lately especially now that Finn had come of age. Finn was becoming rebellious wh
LusiaMy palms were trembling as I was rushed into the town hall. The hall was filled. Everybody was present to hear what judgment shall be passed on me. Who wouldn’t want to witness the downfall of the once-beloved princess of the pack? It all felt like a dream. It had been three nights since that horrible moment, but I still couldn’t get the pictures out of my head. The images of my parents lying dead in a pool of blood in our living room and the accusations my brother had rained on me. It all felt surreal. It couldn’t be true. I was disappointed and shocked. Finn didn’t believe me. There was no reason for him to. He had seen me with the knife and the blood of our father on me. He had seen their corpse behind me and had deduced that I was the one that murdered them. I couldn't defend myself. What could I say? Nobody wouldn’t believe me. They were all staring at the facts. The blood on the knife and the blood on my clothes was that of my father. As I walked through the aisle with
Lusia8 years later. Two weeks after my eighteenth birthday, I experienced one of the most intense pains I’ve ever felt. It hurt so much specifically in places I couldn’t tell anyone. I was excited on my birthday because I hoped that I would find my mate. But there was nobody to claim me. I felt that it was going to take some time before I found my mate, but it looked increasingly unlikely that my mate would be in a place like this. A place where everybody hated me for something I was innocent of. The pain first started three days ago, and I was scared that it was something fatal. I told the pack’s doctor about it and she told me that I was experiencing heat. The reason it hurt so much was because I had no wolf and no mate. I could batting control my urges and tried my best to be indoors. The stench that oozed off me was terrible and it had people gazing at me with disgust on their faces. It was all too much for me, but I couldn’t complain. This was my life now, and I had to live i
Lusia Present day. The dark veil was lifting and I was slowly regaining consciousness. I could also feel the large pure oak door behind me banging. Someone was knocking and not just anybody, King Dane. The thought of him running a riot on me made me spring awake. I could hear the door banging louder and my name being called out by him. My heart was thumping hard against my chest. I was scared and that fear left me frozen on the floor. I had been crying for a long time after I overheard the conversation between King Dane and Kiara. And that prompted me to fall asleep. The sleep hadn't been a good one because it reminded me of the worst period of my life. After being falsely accused by my brother of killing our parents whom I had tried so hard to save, I was turned into his royal servant and that was how my misery began. Hearing that the pack had been taken down was supposed to make me feel better but it didn’t. It made me dread the thought of crossing King Dane. He had used me as
LusiaConfidence was a powerful tool. It could make you believe you could do anything, and it could also make you get yourself into a mess you can’t easily escape. That was the mess I found myself in now. I could see the fury on King Dane’s face as he glared at me. That had struck a nerve. It was a brave decision to accuse him of such a thing. I wasn’t certain that he had never been put through this by anybody else. The expression on his face said it all. He was stunned, angry, and confused. A mixture that created an emotional collage on his face.There were signs. There was a possibility. That night, I saw a figure flee the room as I came down the stairs. I couldn't tell who it was because it was dark. I couldn't see the face. But I was certain about one thing then. That was my parents’ murderer. There was no doubt about it. And now, I was faced with the prospect that it could have been King Dane, the Lycan king who had been the enemy of my pack for so many years. If there was any
Lusia I could feel the orgasm coming, a surge building deep inside me like an untamed force of nature. It started as a soft flutter, a delicate tease that slowly grew into a relentless wave of pressure. My breaths came in shallow gasps, my chest rising and falling in an unsteady rhythm as the intensity consumed me. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire, a heat spreading from the pit of my stomach outward, searing through my veins like molten lava. My thighs clenched instinctively, tightening against the relentless rhythm of the object moving inside me, its vibrations pushing me closer to the edge. My fingers gripped the sheets beneath me, knuckles whitening as my body strained against the sensations. It wasn’t just physical—it was an all-encompassing storm, pulling at my mind, my soul, my very being. I felt helpless against it as if I were caught in the current of a raging ocean, powerless to do anything but let it carry me away. The rhythm of the object intensified,
Lusia It was nothing short of a miracle. The knock on the door had prompted him to stop. My heart was thumping hard against my chest. Seconds ago, I was frightened by the thought of my next punishment which was being hung by the cuffs he had chained to the ceiling. There was no doubt that I would have been left there all night. His objective was to tame me. I never thought of myself as a wild type. I obeyed every instruction he gave me, doing things I never thought I would do. I was petrified at the thought of defying him. And yet he still saw me as a disobedient slave. He had to be doing this on purpose. There was little doubt that he was punishing me for defying him. He was doing this for entertainment as well. Watching me writh and cry in pain must bring him an indescribable satisfaction. I dreaded it. The knock on the door came again and King Dane relaxed, placing down the leather whip in his hand. His face was filled with fury but not at me this time. Whoever was at the door
DaneThe scream tore through the dungeon, sharp and desperate, bouncing off the cold, stone walls like a wounded animal’s cry. I hadn’t expected it. No, not from him. Keon had been a proud man when I first came into his cell. He was someone who thought of himself as strong. Now, he was nothing but a shaking mess of fear, his back pressed against the wall as if he could disappear into the cold, stony wall. For a moment, I simply stared, surprised. Then a slow, amused chuckle slipped past my lips.He was trembling so hard I could see the shudders racking his body. His hands clutched the rusted chains at his sides, fingers digging into the metal as if they could anchor him. His chest rose and fell in quick, uneven breaths, his eyes darting between me and the cell door as if expecting me to charge in and finish what I had started.I took a step closer, dragging my fingers along the iron bars, letting the sound scrape through the silence. His breathing hitched. I stopped in front of the d
DaneI was heading towards the last cell which was Finn’s. He was the last person I wanted to see. Finn Slater had come into my castle without my permission and threatened his sister, Lusia. Harming her in the process as well. If there was any of them who deserved the worst punishment it would be him. I was angry that he had still returned no matter how many times I had forgiven his behavior towards Lusia and me. The only reason he was still standing here was because of her. He was alive because Lusia wanted it. No matter how much she hated him, she didn’t want him dead. And I couldn't understand why. Someone like him didn’t deserve to be alive. His audacity and bravery were just a facade. Deep down, I know that he was terrified of me. And I could see that as I stood before his cell now. Finn stood inside, his back pressed so hard against the far wall that it seemed he was trying to melt into it. His royal robes, which looked amazing when he first arrived here, were torn and filthy,
DaneI crouched to Kiara’s level, watching her shudder as my presence towered over her. The cell was dimly lit, the torchlight casting shadows that danced against her pale, trembling face. Her breath hitched, and for the first time since she had been thrown in here, she truly looked at me. Not just with defiance, not just with hatred—but with fear.Good.Then she screamed.“I will let everyone know!” Her voice cracked, raw from her previous outbursts. “They’ll know the truth! That you—” she gasped, chest heaving, “—killed Luisa’s parents! That you kept her locked away in your castle, refusing to let her leave despite being told by the council!”Her words echoed through the cold, damp space. And then I laughed.A deep, unhinged sound that filled every inch of the dungeon. It rumbled through the stone walls, making the torches flicker as if even the flames feared me.Kiara flinched.“You think,” I chuckled darkly, shaking my head, “that I care?” I leaned in closer, lowering my voice to
DaneIt was my fault. I was late. I had been held up. That was why I couldn't be there in time. I would have stopped that fool from touching her. I would have made him pay for laying his hand on her skin. He still would. They were all locked up. Lusia was barely breathing.Her body was a ruin of blood and torn flesh, her skin marred with fresh welts and deep bruises that made my vision blur with rage. She was too light in my arms, too still. Every shallow breath she took felt like a battle she was losing, and I refused—refused—to let her lose it.Her blood still coated my hands. I could see it every time I flexed my fingers, feeling the warmth of it seared into my skin like a brand. No matter how much I wanted to stay by her side, to watch over her as she fought to recover, I had unfinished business.I stormed through the hallways of the castle, my grip firm but careful, her head cradled against my chest. My coat swallowed her fragile frame, but it wasn’t enough. Nothing was enough.
Lusia Koen’s fingers ghosted over my skin, slow and possessive, as if he had all the time in the world. My body was betraying me, writhing against the cold floor, my muscles locked in a feverish heat I couldn’t control. I wanted to claw at my skin, to rid myself of this cursed reaction, but I was trapped—trapped inside my own body, trapped with him.I tried to move away from him, but I couldn't. I was still bound. I was helpless as I lay on the wooden floor. I was irritated with the way he touched me, but my body accepted his touch because it was familiar. And also because it wanted to be satisfied. The feeling of disgust and lust drowned me. I was lost on what to do. There was no escape for me. I was trapped. “I’ve missed this,” he murmured, his voice low and satisfied.A shudder wracked through me, bile rising in my throat. I waited for him to take over me. I had no other choice. King Dane wasn’t coming. I had waited for too long. I had bought him all the time in the world, but it
LusiaMy entire body locked up the moment Finn stretched his arms lazily, his expression one of boredom. He was losing interest. That should have been a good thing. But I knew better.“Well,” he said, rolling his shoulders, his voice thick with amusement, “I think that’s enough for me.”Enough for him. What the hell did he mean by that? Was this some kind of game to him? It seemed so. My stomach turned violently. He was using me for his amusement. As always. That wasn’t a surprise. He still hadn’t changed a bit. I hated him Finn never left unfinished business unless he had someone else willing to finish it for him. Dread pooled in my gut, thick and suffocating, as Kiara exchanged a look with him, silent understanding passing between them.They were leaving. And they were leaving me here. With him.That was the last thing I wanted. It was the one thing I dreaded most. Leaving me here with Koen. He was going to come at me. I was certain that he wanted me. I turned my head slightly, jus
LusiaThe moment Kiara brought me down on my knees to the wooden floor, I barely had time to catch my breath before Finn made his move. I watched him tentatively, waiting to see what his next move was going to be. Was he going to torture me the same way Kiara did? I didn’t think so. Maybe he had something else special in his mind. He rose from King Dane’s armchair, his movements slow and calculated, the kind of arrogance that made my stomach twist with anger. His boots clicked against the floor as he approached, each step echoing like a countdown to something terrible.I tried not to flinch, tried not to show how much my cheek burned from Kiara’s slap, but my body betrayed me. My breath came fast, my ribs expanding and contracting in shallow, uneven bursts. I was still kneeling from where Kiara had dragged me, my body aching from the force of it.Finn stood over me now, looking down as if I were some insignificant thing. His lips curled in disgust.“Stupid girl,” he muttered before p
LusiaI could hear the sounds of laughter and muffled conversations as I struggled to get a hold of reality. I was slowly coming back to consciousness but it was taking longer than I expected. I could feel my head pounding hard as I slowly opened my eyes. The light in the room almost blinded me and I was forced to shut them up immediately. I groaned as I tried to move my body but I couldn’t. “Look who’s finally awake,” I heard a familiar voice say. It was Kiara’s. There was no doubt about it. I opened my eyes slowly again, adapting to the light in the room. When I did, I looked around my surroundings. Before me sat my brother, Finn, in King Dane’s chair. I was surprised at the audacity he had. Coming in here and acting like he owned the place on multiple occasions was embarrassing. I never thought that defending my brother up to this point would make him disgrace himself like this. If King Dane caught him, he would be dead. There was no doubt about that. Standing by the chair was
LusiaI stood frozen, watching Dane’s retreating as he strode out of the room, his posture tense, his steps urgent. My lips still tingled from his kiss, but the warmth I had felt only moments ago had vanished, replaced by an unbearable coldness.I had just confessed my love to him.And he walked away.My throat tightened as I swallowed hard, forcing back the tears burning behind my eyes. What did you expect, Lusia? That he would pull me into his arms and return my feelings? That someone like Dane—the man who had once hurt you—would suddenly open his heart to love?You’re a fool.I inhaled sharply, steeling myself before stepping out of the room.The moment I did, I felt it.The cold press of metal against my skin.My body locked up in shock, and before I could react, a voice whispered harshly in my ear.“Stay quiet and follow me.”My breath hitched. I didn’t need to turn to know who it was.Kiara.Her voice dripped with venom, each syllable laced with the kind of hatred that had simme