Hello my Lovely Readers. I went ahead and updated the rest of the chapters for this month today. I have a very busy week coming up and wasn't sure if I would be able to update tomorrow or the day after. I will do my best to get back to regular updates as soon as I can. Someone in my family is having medical issue and I need to be there for them at this time. I am only human but I promise I will not leave you all hanging. I hope that you are enjoying the story thus far. If you are please feel free to drop a comment, vote, or rate. Thanks again for all of the love and support, Solange Daye
WARDSeeing Keena in that dress makes me want to fuck her all over again. Her body is perfect. She is curvier than most of the other lycan or werewolf females, but I don't mind. Her ass is to die for. Lifting up the hem of her dress I continue to run my fingers over the outside of her panties. She is already soaked and it makes my cock twitch painfully in my pants. "If you keep that up we won't be leaving," she says, but she spreads her legs slightly so I can have better access. "That is the plan," I groan. "I would much rather stay here with you in this room forever." Sliding her panties to the side, I dip one of my fingers inside of her already wet folds. Keena's breath hitches in her chest and I know that I have her right where I want her. "We will be late," she tries to protest but she is grinding herself on my fingers. "We can be quick," I whisper next to her ear. "Quick?" Keena pants out. "How quick?" Dropping to my knees I pull her panties down around her
KEENA We walk into the restaurant twenty minutes later than we had agreed to be there. I had no idea that our little tryst in the bathroom had caused us so much time. I wanted nothing more than to make a good impression on Ward's parents but that doesn't look like I will be doing that tonight. As we walk to the table where Ward's parents are seated I notice that they are not alone. A beautiful blonde woman with stunning blue eyes in a black cocktail dress is sitting next to Ward's father. I look up at Ward in confusion and I can practically see the smoke coming from his ears. As we approach the table Ward's father jumps to his feet and bares his neck to me in submission, but neither his mother nor the other woman sitting at the table do. Ward opens his mouth to say something about it but I squeeze his hand and shake my head "no." Ward bends down and whispers in my ear, loud enough for everyone to hear, "they are disrespecting you." "It is fine, Ward," I say as I glare
WARD "What do you mean she isn't in the bathroom?" I scream at my mother. "Neither her or Sylvia is in there," my mother says with a worried look on her face. "Do you think something bad happened to them?" "No, Mom." I yell at her sarcastically. "I am worried that they ran off together as lovers." "Now isn't the time for jokes," my father groans. "Who is going to explain this to the King and Queen?" I turn and look at my father as I throw money down on the table. "I guess we all are." My mother and father share a look with one another and they both swallow hard. None of us want to explain to the King where his daughter went or rather the fact that we don't have any idea where she is. As I climb into my car I open the mind link with the King. 'Your Highness.' I don't miss how my voice is shaking. 'What happened?' Is how the King responds through the link. I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. 'Keena is missing.' 'What do you mean she is missin
KEENA The world stops speeding by me and I come to an abrupt halt. My head is spinning like I have drunk too much alcohol and it feels like I am going to puke. "If you are going to vomit please do so over there," the blonde woman says with her nose wrinkled in disgust. Swallowing the vomit that rises in my throat, I don't want to appear weak. I let my eyes look around where we have landed. We are in the middle of a dark forest. There is nothing but trees surrounding us. I try to look up into the sky but the tree canopy is too thick. Closing my eyes I try to imagine myself back in the restaurant bathroom. Certainly I should be able to teleport to a location that I have been before, but my body doesn't move. I squeeze my eyes shut harder and try to imagine myself back at the royal mansion but once again my body doesn't move. I open my eyes to see the blonde haired woman staring in my direction with a smirk on her face. Anger rises through my chest and I can feel my po
KEENA My mind goes blank and I am pushed into darkness. I fear that I will be pushed back into the void again, but as I peer through the darkness I can't feel the slimy tendrils of doubt and misfortune grabbing at my arms and legs. There is a tiny light up ahead and I know that must be where I am supposed to go. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I begin to walk towards the light. I don't want to have to deal with these games that the witches keep playing. As I approach the light I see a table sitting in the middle of nothing with a teapot and two teacups set up neatly. There is a blonde woman with her back turned to me and I know immediately that she is Lilith. "Come, sit," Lilith says as she pours a cup of tea into a teacup and sets it down across from her. Slowly I step toward the table and I look at the set up curiously. "How did you do all this from within the void?" I ask. "Being me has its perks," she laughs as she pours herself tea. "So what do you want to kn
KEENA My eyes fly open and I awaken to find myself alone in a room, lying on a comfortable bed. Sitting up in my bed I look at my surroundings. The room doesn't appear to be a prison of some sort. It is nicer than the Omega rooms in the royal mansion. From the tiny but comfortable bed I am sitting on I can see a dresser and a small bedside table. On the opposite side of the room there is a small chair in the corner of the room and I am not at all surprised to see that it is full. Sylvia has made herself comfortable in the chair. She is sitting in the chair sideways with her legs hanging over the arms. She is swinging her legs staring up at the ceiling. "It took you long enough to wake up," she says as she continues to stare at the ceiling. "How long was I out?" I ask her. "Two days," she says and she turns her head in my direction. I have to admit that she is beautiful. I can see why Ward's parents chose her as a mate for him. Her beautiful blonde hair flows ef
WARDNone of us have left the King's office since Keena went missing. It has been two days and I am starting to feel crazy. No one explains to you how it feels to be away from your mate for an extended amount of time, especially when you don't know where your mate is. My parents continue to claim that they didn't know that Sylvia is a witch but I don't believe them. There is something that is off about their story. Sylvia just randomly shows up at their dig site and they just accepted her right away. Did they really want a mate for me so badly that they were willing to accept the first archeological nerd that they came across? Finally, King Erebus allows them to leave. "I think we are done with you two for now but you are not allowed to leave Lycan City until my daughter returns." "And if your daughter does not return?" My father asks hesitantly. "Then you and your wife will be charged with treason," the King says matter-of-factly. "Understood." My father gives my moth
Hello Lovely Readers! Firstly, let me say thank you for reading both the Lycan King's Rejected Daughter and the Lycan King's Assassin. I appreciate all of your support. Secondly, The Lycan King's Assassin is getting its own book. Any new updates will be posted here and in the new book as well. That way, you do not have to pay twice for the same content. Thirdly, I heard what you said, and I would love to give you all a few more chapters of Osiris, WIllow, Liz, and the baby. As I said above, those chapters will be posted in both places. Thank you all so much for your love and support, Solange Daye
Willow POV Faris's body floats to the middle of Lycan City Lake, just like his father before him and his grandfather before that. Horns play loudly, signifying the beginning of the lighting ceremony. I watch from a distance as the leader of the Royal Guard raises his hand in the air, and three archers light the tips of their arrows with flames. The leader lowers his hand, and the arrows fly into the air before hitting their mark. As Faris's body is engulfed in flames, I find myself shedding a tear. Not for the man Faris was at the end of his life, but for the man he was before I became his assassin. The uncle who would sneak me out of my house with his mate and feed me ice cream before dinner. The uncle who never missed a school event and treated me like his own flesh and blood even though I was not. Liz pulls at my black dress and looks up at me with her bright green eyes. "Are you okay?" She whispers, pulling my attention away from the end of my uncle's ceremony. "I'm
Willow POV As I watch Endora’s ashes fly away, the runes on my back begin to burn. It feels like someone has poured salt on an open wound. I drop to my knees and claw at my skin through my shirt. My mother and Cordelia rush to my side, ripping my shirt off my body. I look at the runes on my arms, and they are glowing bright red. “What is happening?” I cry out in pain. “Since Endora has been killed, your link to the Coven of the Lunar Star is broken,” Cordelia tries to smile even though I am in pain. “The magical bindings they put on your skin are breaking down.” “They are disappearing?” I ask as I attempt to get to my feet, but my knees buckle under my weight. Exhaustion has finally caught up with me. Wincing through the pain, I look at Faris lying beside me. His face looks peaceful like he is sleeping. I look around me, and all of the fighting has stopped. Faris’s Royal guards must have felt this tether to the pack break when he died. Now they are all on bended knee
Willow POV My two-hour training session turned into five hours. By the time Cordelia is done with me, my arms feel like jello. My feet drag as I walk from the training area back to the farmhouse. I am exhausted, and I cannot wait to crawl into bed for a few hours before Osiris wakes me. As I approach the farmhouse, my heart sinks. A group of rogue warriors is already gathered outside of the farmhouse. Osiris is standing on the porch giving them a speech. When he sees me, he raises his hand and gestures for me to join him. Mumbling obscenities under my breath as I approach Osiris, I realize I am not getting my nap. Plastering a fake smile on my face, I stand beside Osiris. Osiris wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me in close to him. My fake smile turns into a real one as I feel the tingles of the mate bond spread throughout my skin. Osiris's shoulders relax as I nuzzle into his side. He wraps his arm tightly around my waist and continues his speech. "We were att
Faris POV I leave Natacha sleeping in my bed. Her new mark shimmers under the morning light shining into the room. I had expected her mark to match the one I had given Kayla, but it is different. A beautiful rose blooming under a full moon now resides on her neck. Natacha had been more than willing to accept my mark. The lovemaking between us had been patient and gentle. I was worried about hurting the pup that grows within her. But when it came time for Natacha to mark me in return, I couldn't let it happen. It felt too much like I was replacing Kayla. Natacha pretended she understood, but I could feel her pain through the bond between us. She was disappointed. Pulling on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt, I head into the office that adjoins my bedroom. Sitting down at my desk, I begin to make plans on when and how to attack the rogue camp. But my heart isn't in it. Now that I know I have an heir, nothing else seems to matter. It all feels petty. "Why shouldn't I let
Willow POV After much negotiation with the doctor, he finally agrees to let me leave the hospital. The wound on my neck is almost healed. I have not been brave enough to look at it. I don't want to see the damage that Osiris has done to me. After taking a shower in the tiny hospital bathroom, I open the bag of clothes that Osiris brought me from the farmhouse. I roll my eyes when I see a pair of bright red lace panties and a matching bra. Sticking my head out of the bathroom, I hiss at Osiris. "You couldn't have brought something more comfortable?" There is a mischievous grin on his face. "They looked comfortable to me," he chuckles. I shut the door in frustration, and I begin to pull on the leather pants and black t-shirt. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and walk back out into the hospital room. But there is no one in there. I peek out of my hospital room and see nurses and doctors frantically running toward the entrance of the hospital. I can hear the sounds of
Faris POV It is the wee hours of the morning when I finally return to the royal mansion, but the mansion is already buzzing with activity. I quietly slip past all of the Omegas who have already started their morning chores. I go upstairs and past the room that Natacha is staying in. Her scent of lavender and roses is wafting through the door. She barely smells like a rogue anymore, and I wonder if it is because she is carrying my child. Slowly, I turn the doorknob, and I am surprised to find it is unlocked. The door opens with a slight creek, causing me to cringe. I consider walking away, but curiosity draws me further into her room. Natacha is sleeping peacefully. I have to admit she is beautiful. Not as beautiful as my Kayla, but still beautiful nonetheless. Tiny puffs of breath leave her full lips as she sleeps. She is sleeping in an oversized t-shirt. A smile crosses my lips when I realize the t-shirt is one I had left behind at her apartment. The t-shirt has ridd
Osiris POV Ella grabs my hand and teleports back to the hospital. The wind swirls in the sky as the witch sisters appear out of nowhere beside us. I am unsteady on my feet as the world comes back into focus. "I don't think I will ever get used to that," I grumble as I choke back the vomit rising in my throat. "You will get used to it over time," Ella says as she gently rubs my back. I shrug off Ella's hand and turn to the four witches. "We don't have time to lose," I say. "We need to get to Willow." Once I have regained my balance, I head into the hospital with the witches following behind me. As we walk through the halls, people scatter away from me and the women walking with me. Whispers follow us through the corridors. Many of my pack members have not seen so many witches together in one place, and their eyes follow us as we make our way to Willow's hospital room. As we approach Willow's room, the doctor is waiting for us. He looks the witches up and down before o
Faris POV Natacha follows me into the royal mansion, keeping her head down. As we walk through the mansion, I can hear the whispers coming from the Omega servants. They are wondering why I have willingly brought a rogue into Lycan City. My personal Omega, Jessica, is leaving my bedroom when I reach the top floor of the royal mansion. Her face blushes deeply when she looks at me but quickly disappears when she lays eyes on Natacha. Jessica's nose wrinkles as she catches Natacha's rogue scent, and a scowl tugs at her lips. "How can I help you, Your Highness?" Jessica says with a fake smile spread across her face. "This is my close friend, Natacha. I need you to set her up in the room next to mine," I instruct Jessica. Jessica doesn't try to hide her displeasure at the thought of a rogue staying within the royal mansion, but still, she gestures for Natacha to follow her down the hall. Natacha hesitates to follow the young Omega. "Are you coming with me?" She asks nervou