lDavina pov.“I asked Emmanuel if you could skip this since you’re not feeling well, but he said you have to attend—it’s the king’s order,” Eva said as she walked with me toward the hunting grounds.Today was Stella and Marie’s execution, and to be honest, I didn’t know how to feel. Was I glad they were finally being punished for their crimes? Or was I sad that their punishment was death?Perhaps I was torn between the two, unsure of what I should be feeling. But one thing was certain—I was relieved. At least they wouldn’t be causing any more trouble, like drugging me or attempting to kill Hades.“You don’t have to worry,” I said with a soft smile. “I won’t be seeing anything anyway, so it doesn’t really matter.” I joked, and Eva scoffed before letting out a noise of agreement.“True, but still, you’re braver than that idiot who refuses to step outside until the execution is over. Can you believe it? A grown man making himself sick on purpose just to avoid attending. If men are scare
96|Kill her.Hades pov.When Father was alive, he would always say, ‘Mercy is ruthlessness upon ourselves’. At first, I thought it was just some silly quote he had stolen from a novel. Besides, Father wasn’t exactly what you’d call ruthless.Back then, I saw him as a kind king who wouldn’t even hurt a fly. But now, looking back, I finally understood the truth behind his words.Father wasn’t cruel, but there were moments when he chose to be—moments when he steeled his heart and passed judgment without an ounce of mercy.Why?Because mercy could be a double-edged sword. Sparing someone today might mean giving them the chance to kill you tomorrow—just like Theron did.So I made a vow. Never again would I show an ounce of mercy, no matter how desperately they begged for it."Have mercy! M–my king, please have mercy!" the first girl cried as the guards drag her onto the podium. But I don’t blink. My expression remained cold, unchanging, as she’s forced to her knees. The sack was ripped fro
Davina’s POVThe moon hung high, casting shadows across the courtyard. I stood in the clearing, my breath steady, my muscles tensed with anticipation as I watched the man before me with narrowed eyes.I swiftly moved to the side, barely avoiding the hand that came at me. Shifting my stance, determination fueled me and I charged forward, using my fist to direct a blow at him.“Too slow” He frowned as he deflected my attack effortlessly with his hand. I yelled in frustration and directed a kick to his side but he seemed almost bored as he avoided me, sidestepping the attack with ease, his eyes never leaving mine for a second. His attention was on me, watching and accessing my every move. His eyes flashed amber when he noticed my kick and he jumped back, dodging it.“Too predictable” He yawned, blocking my punch with just a casual flick of his wrist. Strands of my wet hair stuck to my face as I groaned, my breath coming out uneven. I watched him smirk, undisturbed and unbothered. I was
Davina’s POV“Wake up, Davina. You need to wake up now” I felt a hand on my shoulder, shaking me awake. My eyes fluttered open, and the world came into focus. I had fallen asleep while waiting for Father, I groaned and sat up, staring at the person before me.“Mom?” I asked, trying to adjust to the darkness. When I finally did, my eyes widened in horror at the sight before me. Mother’s face was close to mine, but something was wrong. Blood was smeared across her cheeks, her lips trembled as she held Sebastian close and both had tears falling from their eyes.“Mom, are you okay?” I whispered, my voice barely audible over the pounding in my ears. The sight of the blood staining her clothes, dripping from wounds I couldn’t even make sense of, sent a chill down my spine. My heart raced and my hands reached out instinctively.“Davina, listen to me” She held my hands as tears fell from her cheek “Your father-” She took a harsh breath, trying to form coherent words.“Your father is dead.”T
Davina’s POVFive years later. “We have item sixteen, a twenty-year-old she-wolf who has been trained to fulfill a man’s every desire. Perfectly obedient, Perfectly broken, what more could a man want.” There were sounds of chuckles as Valen paused before continuing. “This item is only on lease for 15 days though and she must be returned in the perfect state so let's start the bidding at twenty silver!”.“Thirty sliver!” Someone yelled.“Sixty sliver” Another countered.I had my head down as I listened behind the curtain with the other people that had been arranged in a line to be sold like commodities. We were commodities if you think about it, the moment you entered the Veil Auction house, your life and death did not matter and you would be only seen as an object whether you liked it or not.“Eighty slivers!” Valen’s voice cut through the crowd. “Eighty silver, going once… going twice…” There was total silence as he paused for a breath before bringing his gavel down. “Sold!”Soun
HADES POVI tapped my fingers continuously in a rhythm as I gazed down at the stage below. My eyes were glued on the figure that had her head down, her hair is white, just like the little tattered dress that did nothing to hide her small body.“Ladies and gentlemen, our next item is a true prize among our ranks. I present to you a pure breeder”.A breeder, huh? I tilted my head with a frown as her scent- lavender and a mixture of honey continued to draw me in, almost like a spell, igniting my senses. “Item twenty five is rare, breeders like her have an extraordinary ability to pass on formidable traits, ensuring that any offspring will be powerful and resilient. Her bloodline is a rare treasure-one that can elevate any pack to greatness”.“Bidding starts at one hundred silver!”.“Three hundred sliver!”“Five hundred!”“Mate” Cyrus, who had been quiet since we got here, suddenly growled in my mind, making me scoff.“No”.“What do you mean no?” Cryus asked menacingly.“I can't smell
Davina’s POVThe Lycan King is my mate.I felt my heartbeat racing with each passing second, I tried to control my breathing and appear as small as possible away from him but when he leaned closer, I felt an intense spark from his touch alone, and a foreign sensation pulled between my legs, invoking a moan from within me.I held my breath and replayed his earlier words in my head. “No one can know you’re my mate” I swallowed and my heart tightened in pain. Why didn't reject me instead? Even if he didn't necessarily reject me, I could still feel the slight pain of rejection coursing through me.He didn't seem like he wanted me and he could have left me at the auction house if he didn't want anyone to know I was his mate so why did he buy me.My stomach dropped as a thought flashed through my mind. I closed my legs tighter and raised up my head slightly towards his direction but quickly looked down when I felt his eyes on me.He had remained silent during the rest of the journey. He ha
HADES POV“Claim her, Hades” Cyrus's voice resonated within me, almost like the devil tempting one to do its bidding.“I know you want her, Hades. You want to take her– to feel her” “Let's mark her, Hades. I want to feel her warmth. Her scent is driving me insane” Cyrus spoke again with an impatient growl but I ignored him, fingers flipping through the pages and eyes scanning the content of the file yet my mind was clouded with other thoughts.I couldn't pay the slightest attention to what I was reading but it didn't seem that what I was looking at was worthy of my attention either. Another waste of time, I frowned and narrowed my eyes.“Your majesty, the first agender today is the allocation of resources” The royal advisor announced with a loud voice. I didn't raise my head– only continued flipping through the poor attempt of a proposal with an unimpressed expression.“Your majesty, we need to allocate more funds to the northern region. More packs are being attacked by rogues and su
96|Kill her.Hades pov.When Father was alive, he would always say, ‘Mercy is ruthlessness upon ourselves’. At first, I thought it was just some silly quote he had stolen from a novel. Besides, Father wasn’t exactly what you’d call ruthless.Back then, I saw him as a kind king who wouldn’t even hurt a fly. But now, looking back, I finally understood the truth behind his words.Father wasn’t cruel, but there were moments when he chose to be—moments when he steeled his heart and passed judgment without an ounce of mercy.Why?Because mercy could be a double-edged sword. Sparing someone today might mean giving them the chance to kill you tomorrow—just like Theron did.So I made a vow. Never again would I show an ounce of mercy, no matter how desperately they begged for it."Have mercy! M–my king, please have mercy!" the first girl cried as the guards drag her onto the podium. But I don’t blink. My expression remained cold, unchanging, as she’s forced to her knees. The sack was ripped fro
lDavina pov.“I asked Emmanuel if you could skip this since you’re not feeling well, but he said you have to attend—it’s the king’s order,” Eva said as she walked with me toward the hunting grounds.Today was Stella and Marie’s execution, and to be honest, I didn’t know how to feel. Was I glad they were finally being punished for their crimes? Or was I sad that their punishment was death?Perhaps I was torn between the two, unsure of what I should be feeling. But one thing was certain—I was relieved. At least they wouldn’t be causing any more trouble, like drugging me or attempting to kill Hades.“You don’t have to worry,” I said with a soft smile. “I won’t be seeing anything anyway, so it doesn’t really matter.” I joked, and Eva scoffed before letting out a noise of agreement.“True, but still, you’re braver than that idiot who refuses to step outside until the execution is over. Can you believe it? A grown man making himself sick on purpose just to avoid attending. If men are scare
Evangelina pov.(There are two characters named Liam in the story. Liam, who works for Thorne, and Liam, who works for Evangelina, are two different people.)“What?” I asked, my hand freezing mid-motion as I stopped applying makeup. Turning around, I stared at Liam with wide eyes, unable to believe what I had just heard.“Those fools—no, I mean Stella and Marie—are being executed tomorrow?” I repeated, my voice laced with disbelief. When Liam nodded, bowing his head even lower, my mouth fell open in shock.No fucking way.“From what I gathered, the king has officially announced their execution. It’s set for tomorrow at the hunting grounds—where Beta Draven’s execution was originally supposed to take place.”I gasped, slamming my brush onto the table, my eyes wide as I stared at Liam."So... does that mean Beta Draven's execution won't take place after all?" I asked, my voice betraying a hint of relief before I even realized it.Liam shook his head, his face as cold and expressionless
Davina pov.“You have to act fast before butler Emmanuel comes back. If the king finds out, you’ll have to take the blame too,” the guard muttered under his breath but accepted the golden coins without hesitation.“Of course, we’ll be quick. But remember, if anyone knows about this, we won’t be the only ones punished, so keep quiet about it,” Eva said, her voice dripping in warning.“Do you think I’m a fool? I won’t tell anyone. Now, hurry up,” the guard grumbled before his retreating footsteps faded.“Wow, you’re really good at making shady deals. I was too scared to ask, but you didn’t even hesitate for a second,” Rylie praised, though he couldn’t help adding a jab, “Sometimes, I think you’re more scary than you let on.”“Want me to smack you and show you just how scary I can be?” Eva snapped at him, causing him to flinch and hide behind me.“Yep, she’s scary alright.”I chuckled and shook my head, spreading my arms to prevent Eva from hitting Rylie.“Enough, you two. We don’t have
Davina pov.“You silly girl! How could you run away like that?! Do you have any idea how worried I was? I nearly had a heart attack thinking you were out there, either lost or dead! Oh my goddess, Davina, what on earth were you even thinking?” Eva yelled, her voice trembling with rage as she glared at me.“Haha, you should have seen her face. She looked pale the entire day—I thought she was about to drop dead,” Rylie joked, adjusting the stethoscope as he listened to my heartbeat.I shot him a glare, silently telling him to shut up, before lifting my head toward Eva’s direction.“I—” I tried to speak, but for the fifth time today, she cut me off."You know, when I entered the room, planning to check if you were okay and didn't see you, I thought something bad happened—maybe you'd been kidnapped by one of those airheads at the palace. But then I read your letter and realized you'd run away instead. I couldn't think straight anymore. I did everything to find you, even went as far as goi
Hades pov.“Our mate would never poison you. She’s not like that.”As soon as I left the room, Cyrus’s voice echoed in my head, laced with exasperation, as if he was already fed up with me.The corner of my lips curled into a sneer. Did he think I was stupid? Of course, she wasn’t the one who had tried to poison me with wolfsbane. Despite how furious I was, I wasn’t dumb enough to believe that the little slave could pull off something like that. But at that moment, I was too enraged to care.“My king.” Felix appeared behind me, his head bowed respectfully as he followed.“Have you done what I asked?” I asked, not pausing in my steps or bothering to acknowledge him.“Yes, my king. Everything is ready as you instructed.”"Good, I’ll be there in a bit." With that, I turned the corner, heading toward the very place I had sworn not to go—the place I told myself I didn’t care about. Yet, despite my resolve, my legs carried me there anyway."Greetings to the King," the guards saluted as I st
Elara pov.At first, when I heard Hades' words, I felt a wave of relief—Draven was alive. But that relief quickly turned into disbelief as his accusations sank in.I struggled to wrap my head around what he was saying. It was too much, too fast, and none of it made sense—because I hadn't done any of the things he was accusing me of.Elope with Draven? Try to poison him with wolfsbane? And the letter?!Goddess, at this point, it would have been better if I had just remained unconscious because what the hell was going on?“No! I didn't try to elope with Draven, and the letter—the letter was tampered with! It wasn't what I had written, and I would never try to poison you. Why would I when I was trying to save you instead?”Slam!I gasped as Hades slammed his hand against the wall, just inches from my head. I couldn't see, but I knew there was now a hole in the wall. If he had missed by even an inch, my head would probably be the one with the hole instead.I swallowed nervously, my legs b
Elara pov.“It’s okay, don’t cry. Everything will be okay. Please just do me a favor—when you see him, tell him that I am sorry for betraying him and that he shouldn’t blame himself. That it isn’t his fault.”I gasped and sat up, my breathing rapid as I clutched my chest in pain, a burning sensation ripping through me, forcing my eyes shut as a groan escaped my lips. The crystal tattoo—it was what was burning. I whimpered, trying to take deep breaths to calm myself and ease the pain. As the seconds passed, the sharp ache in my chest slowly dulled before finally fading away.What just happened? Why was it so hot this morning?Wait— that wasn’t the question I should be asking. There was something far more important than the crystal tattoo… but what was it? Goddess, why couldn’t I seem to remember?I clutched my head, trying to piece together what had happened yesterday, but everything was a blur—like a thick fog clouding my mind, blocking the memories from surfacing.“What was it? What
Thorne pov“So what you’re telling me is that you failed? Is that it?” I asked, my fingers roughly teasing the hole of the sluts perched on my lap. Her head was thrown back, mouth parted, soft moans slipping past her plump pink lips.My head rested on my other hand as I looked down coldly at the three men kneeling before me, their heads bowed in submission, bodies slightly trembling under my cold, expressionless gaze.Nobody answered.The corner of my lips curled into a cold smirk as I quickened the pace of my fingers, letting the slut’s moans fill the quiet room.I watched as the two men—Ethan and Liam—shifted uncomfortably on their knees, struggling to keep their expressions blank, though it was hardly working. They were men, after all. They had desires, especially when faced with a naked woman begging to be fucked and ravished.My gaze shifted to Kian, a slow, wry smirk tugging at the corner of my lips as I observed him—the only man who seemed to be built differently. The only one