I am still trying to get caught up from my daughter's surgery. The amount of updates will vary from day to day. Just one today.
KEENA Kayla releases me from her hold and uses her fingers to wipe the tears that are streaming down my face. Placing a kiss on my forehead she pulls me in for another hug. "Go to your mate," she whispers next to my ear. "Thank you for being here for me," I tell her. "When all this is over with I want to see your lycan," Kayla says as she holds me at arm's length. I nod my head and get to my feet. Following the doctor back through the double doors, I give Kayla one last look before they close slowly behind me. The doctor moves quickly through the hallways. He takes several turns and I try to memorize the way. But my mind is too preoccupied and it feels as if I am walking through a maze. Finally the doctor stops outside of a room. I try to look inside the door but the curtains around the bed are pulled. Lifting my nose to the air I search for the scent of my mate. I can barely smell the scent of peppermint but it appears to be mixed with other scents. "What yo
KEENA "I am afraid that it isn't just your witch abilities that you have lost," the doctor says with a frown on his face. "I am afraid that you may have lost your lycan abilities as well." Panic fills my chest and it begins to feel like I am unable to breathe. "That can't be possible," I tell the doctor. "I was able to shift after I sent out the pulse." "Did you try to heal your mate when you shifted?" The doctor asks me curiously. I ignore the doctor's question. I know that he already knows the answer. "Are you telling me that my lycan is going to be trapped in the recesses of my mind again?" "It is hard to say," the doctor taps his pen annoyingly on the chart on his nap. "So, once again I am nothing more than a human," tears are streaming down my face. I run my fingers up and down Ward's skin hoping to feel the tingles of the mate bond. The sparks of electricity still erupt under my fingertips and I let out a sigh of relief. "Princess, I am sorry to be the o
KEENA The bed beside me feels cold. I reach out my arms for Ward but there is no one there. My eyes fly open and I look to Ward's side of the bed. It is empty. I had hoped that the night before had been only a bad dream. My whole body is sore, it feels as if I have been in a terrible car accident. Gingerly I get out of the bed and stumble across my bedroom to the joining bathroom. Walking into the bathroom I catch my reflection in the mirror. I am a hot mess. My hair is knots with sticks and grass sticking out in odd directions. I peel off the old t-shirt that I was given last night and slowly begin to unwrap the bandages from around my torso. My skin is covered in bruises that are in differing stages of healing and the wound that is on my stomach is finally beginning to heal itself. Reaching back into the depths of my mind I look for my lycan. I let out a sigh of relief when I find her sleeping in the recesses of my mind. I turn on the shower and step into the water
WARD Darkness surrounds me and my head feels hazy. I try to open my eyes but my eyelids feel heavy. There seems to be a disconnect between my body and mind. Inhaling deeply, I catch the scent of roses and I know that my mate is near. It is calming to know that she is close by. I try to snuggle closer to the scent but it is fading from the air the longer time passes. Dread fills my chest as memories of the past twenty-four hours fill my mind. It is as if I am reliving the pain of the rogues attacking me all over again. I haven't seen my mate since the training session in the basement of the royal mansion. The last thing I remember was a blinding white light. My eyes fly open and the room. I am in a darkened room surrounded by machines. The constant sound of beeping fills my head and it only serves to agitate the anxiety that is growing within me. Holding my arms in front of me, I see many wires and tubes running in different directions from all over my torso. One by
KEENAAs I walk into the hospital it is utter chaos. Nurses and doctors are running here and there yelling medical terms that I have never heard before. My gut tells me that all of this is because of Ward. Looking up at my father, I cannot stop the tears that are running down my face. My father nods to me before stopping one of the nurses as she rushes past us with IV bags of blood in her arms. The nurse pauses for just a moment and then she looks at me with wide eyes. Without sparing my father a second look the nurse reaches out for my hand. "Princess, you should come with me." I let the nurse drag me away from my father. Looking back over my shoulder my father mouths the words "I love you." He quickly turns around and leaves the hospital and I can only hope that he is going to get my mother. I follow the nurse through the winding maze of the hospital corridors. Just like yesterday we stop in front of the same door. Only this time the curtain is wide open and there a
KEENA A small tap on my shoulder wakes me from my sleep. I look over my shoulder and see one of the nurses looking at me with a shy smile on her face. "I am sorry, Princess," she says sweetly. "But I need to check his wound." I stretch out and notice that Ward has his hand planted firmly on my ass. My face flushes with embarrassment as I try to remove Ward's hand from my butt cheek. But the harder I try to remove his hand, the tighter his grip becomes. "Ward," I whisper next to his ear. "Wake up." Ward's eyes flutter open and he peers at me through his long eyelashes. "Good morning, Princess," he says with a satisfied look on his face. That is when I realize that his cock is hard up against my stomach. My eyes widen in shock. "We are in a hospital," I hiss at him and I gesture over my shoulder to the nurse that is giggling behind me. "I will give you two a moment," the nurse says as she heads for the room door. "No, no, no," I say as I scramble out of the
KEENA Gerald pulls up to Ward's childhood home and puts the car in park. I try to open the back door of the car but he must have turned the childproof locks on. I look over at Ward and he is still knocked out. His breathing is ragged. Shaking him by the shoulder I try to wake him up but it is of no use. Whatever came through the vents of the car was too strong. "What did you do to him?" I ask Gerald. "He will be fine," Gerald says shortly. "Just a small amount of wolfsbane." "You poisoned your own son?" I gasp. "I told you that we needed to talk to you without Ward present," Gerald says quietly. "It would be better if you didn't run." A memory flashes through my mind and vomit rises in my throat. The last time someone told me not to run it was Jarek. I nod my head up and down, unable to speak. Gerald rolls down the windows of his car before getting out and removing his mask. Walking to my door Gerald hesitantly opens it. I look back at Ward before I climb
WARD Once again my mind feels hazy as I wake up. I am still sitting in the back of my father's car but Keena and my father are missing. I look around the empty suburban streets and realize that we are parked just outside of my childhood home. I pull on the door handle and that's when I realized that I am locked in. Anxiety surges through my stomach as I try to get out of the car. Why else would I be locked in unless my mother and father are torturing Keena. I reach out through the mate bond but I am still hit with a wall. Her lycan must still be sleeping. I know that has left her defenseless. Bracing myself in the backseat, I kick through the window and crawl out. I quickly wipe the glass off my clothes, not caring how it digs into the flesh of my hands. I race up the front steps of my old home and test the doorknob. It swings open with ease and I can hear voices coming from the kitchen. I slowly walk down the hall, trying to listen to the conversation that is being h
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