Hey lovelies, as promised I managed to write a bit extra and I am working on ensuring it just doesn't mess up the storyline and does not have silly grammar errors (I know sometimes I miss them) so tomorrow I will be releasing two chapters. I hope you all would like them. Thank you for your patience and support :)
Celia I was brave. Or I was being extremely stupid. But I did not want him to find out about my recent escapade. And I also did not want him to label me a weakling. The way he had reacted after our kiss, and the way he had begun collecting the papers lying on his bed without even looking at me again had been too hurtful. I wanted him to show I was strong, that I could also be unaffected by his touch or our nearness. Maybe, climbing down the walls of such a huge palace had not taught me a lesson already of how my recklessness would lead me to my doom. But I did not care. The words had tumbled out of my mouth and now it was time for action. So, I steeled my heart and prepared myself for the ‘task’ Jasper did not say anything further but he grabbed my wrist and headed straight to his room. The guards had probably gone to the rounds but I caught Grace running through the corridors, holding sheets in her hand. I did not look at her for I feared it would give away what I was going
Celia The hot water must have long run out and we were now bathing in cold water but it did not matter. The combined heat pulsating through our bodies was more than enough to light up the entire palace. Jasper’s eyes were glowing like molten lava as he looked at my lips again. He was going to lean in when I shook my head, “Step back,” I said, placing my index finger on his chest. He was surprised at the control I could exert and I felt even surprised at myself. I would pat my back later though. Now, I just wanted to tame this untamable prince and his long shaft. “What are you doing?” He asked, knowing very well what I was doing. I was being stupid but I wanted to see it through. I couldn't help but stare at his dick. It was thick and long and I wondered how that big a thing would ever fit anything. He was too big. But then he was a lycan. I gulped nervously as I kept looking at his long shaft that stood tall and proud. “Having second thoughts?” Jasper asked. His eyes darkene
CeliaI woke up after lying in the bed for what felt like decades but there was still a throbbing headache, pounding on me as if somebody was drilling holes in my head. Not to mention the rest of my body that felt as if I had climbed a mountain.I had no idea how long I had been asleep, was it hours? days?My eyes were still shut and I did not have the energy to open them either. I just wanted to lay in the bed, buried under the sheets when I heard the faint rustling of clothes.And then the memory of my ‘task’ with Jasper hit me like a trainwreck. I had simply left him in the shower, turned around, and thrown myself on the bed after the tiring ‘task’. I did not have the energy to handle the emotions it would bring forthI was too tired. I would do that later, when I had enough time, recalling every single expression of his and remembering the delightful moans that escaped his lips as I sucked him dry.Now, I just needed something hot to drink to clear my senses.“Or do you want to
CeliaI asked Grace who stopped sobbing and looked up at me again. Her face was red and snot was running down her nose.“N-no my lady”She whimpered as I tried to calm her down.“I lost her the day I was brought here and then sold to your prince”I said without meaning to make her feel sorry for me but the way she flinched told me I was just a bad consoler.“Oh, I am so sorry for your loss, my lady”Grace spoke weakly as she tried to get up from the bed.“My mother was a strong warrior, she fought bravely in many battles alongside my father, who was also killed in the same battle as my mother. The day I was brought here against my will. But you know what?”She looked at me in confusion and I continued, “Use the pain as a medium to make you strong. That way your enemies won’t be able to hurt you”I spoke and she blinked, trying to digest the words I had just said.“I…I don’t understand, my lady”I neared her and gently took a scoopful of salve in my palm again and began applying it to
CeliaThere was the prince, standing in his grey pants and a blue button down and waiting for me to hurl accusations at him. He did not offer any explanation, nor did he give any indication if he wanted me in the room or not.Our eyes had just met but he quickly tore his gaze away from me and he began gathering his stuff as if I wasn’t standing there.That infuriated me even more. Just what did he think of himself?I was the one who had sucked him dry, left him feeling high and breathless and then I had been dismissed to my room.He had not even been courteous enough to pluck me off my feet and deposit me on my bed, maybe tuck me in my sheets.But what was I thinking? Jasper would never do that.An awkward silence filled the room as he began walking out of the room. I wanted to wipe that smug look off his face so I simply marched towards him, my hands placed on my hips as he stepped away.“Are you just going to pretend that that did not happen?”I asked angrily and he ignored me comp
JasperI barely caught a few hours of sleep before sending Celia away. It had been too hard to not drag her to bed and make her sweet moans reach my ears again.But I could see that she was still reeling from the effects of the last night. I did not want to be a barbarian and just tear her clothes whenever I saw her.Though, it was getting harder to stay away from her than I had thought. I had sent her away, not because she was looking at me with those hopeful eyes but because I wanted to get a grip on myself.There was a knock on the door while I lay tangled in the sheets. I groaned, not wanting to go back to the courtiers and their meetings.I hated politics and political discussions of how people would be unwaveringly loyal to the crown or the princes when the only thing they were loyal to was their own wretched self interests.Thus, I got up groggily from my bed and muttered, “What is it?”One of the servants slowly opened the door as I got up from my bed. He was shivering and did
JasperI shook my head as father left, leaving the courtiers clamoring for an audience with both my brothers.A few looked in my direction warily but I furrowed my eyebrows, indicating they would not be welcome. They saw my gaze and meekly turned around.I was not even sure if they had done it out of the forced respect they had to have for us or if they had some other things in mind, but I ignored them and simply straightened my back.If I had to really go and rule my supposed kingdom, I had to find my closest ally and train her soon.But, given the way we fought and bickered every now and then, I did not know how it would fare. Plus, taking her to her home, her territory might invoke all the buried emotions within her.And, maybe she will find that stupid lover of hers there.I was not sure what had given her a panic attack and if going back to her place would make her relive it again.While I was in a dilemma, a hand lightly touched my elbow. I looked behind to see my elder brother,
Celia As usual, the dark prince had let me throw a tantrum and not cared to come to my room to talk to me again. The way he had smirked and winked back in the washroom after I had become bold enough to touch him and taste him was too annoying. I had definitely heard his growls, seen the way his eyes darkened with desire, and the way he had thrust in my mouth, hard. I could still feel the taste of him on my lips. And yet, my dark prince was back to being cold and distant again. It was beginning to get on my nerves, the way he sometimes cared about me and when I absolutely needed to talk to him, he would just ignore me. My feelings for him were complicated though they always bordered on the extreme- either I felt the mad urge to kill him or to kiss him. And I did not want to feel the latter. Though he did not believe in the mate bond, I did and I did not want to be in relation with a person who did not even love me. He had made it very clear that he did not believe in love nor di
To all my lovely readers, I cannot thank you enough for staying with me on this wild roller coaster of emotions until the end. You cannot pick a favorite child but writing this book was magical, simply because, I got so many of you who were invested to read. I sincerely hope I've improved as a writer when compared to my old books and continue to write stories that touch your hearts. Last year was especially tough for me with fighting depression and a few other issues that I do not want to make public. Some of you loved the story, others not so much. But I want to thank every single one of you for giving this story and this author a chance. If my story managed to provide a temporary escape from reality or simply added a sprinkle of joy to your day, then my mission as a writer is complete. And to those who patiently endured the plot twists – I promise, I only did it because I love you all. Okay, maybe that is not the complete truth. Perhaps there was a hint of mischief in the twis
Jasper I turned my head to look at her from a distance. I could see the nervousness in her gaze, in her body language. My gaze flicked to the guests, all of whom were looking at her. She cleared her throat, “Today is going to be a big day of my life. But before I take that step…I…I wanted to tell you all something.” Her gaze found mine and I only smiled at her. Before she could speak another word, one of the many people in the crowd placed a hand on his chest and bowed down to her. Celia was stunned and watched him In surprise. Behind her, Nymeria, Xenos, and Vasil were slowly descending the stairs too. Following the first person, a few more did the same- place a hand on their chest, their heart to be precise, and bowed to her, going down on one knee. “What is going on?” She asked In a low voice. Soon, everybody followed suit. In a matter of minutes, the entire crowd was on its knees, bowing to her. Her eyes flicked to me and I too did the same gesture. Placing my hand on my
JasperI cleared my throat and looked down at the crowd of people who had come to witness the wedding. There had been no happy event or celebration in the palace after my birth.That day had been a day of celebration but Isadora had turned it into a nightmare. And after all those years, finally, we were having a moment to rejoice.But as I watched the hopeful eyes of the people surrounding me, I could not shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at me.I had to get rid of it. And the only way to do that was to be honest.For a confused moment, I stood on the stairs, looking at the excited faces of the people around me.My gaze flicked to my father and brothers, all of whom were smiling proudly at me.“Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please?” I asked in a loud voice, turning even those heads that had been momentarily distracted while looking at the grandeur of the palace.“First of all, I would like to thank you all for being present today. Frankly, I did not expect so many of
JasperThe huge room suddenly felt too small and the air in the world did not seem enough to fill my lungs.Celia had spoken something, but I was too busy staring at her.My heartbeat was roaring in my ears as I took in her beauty that shone radiantly, nothing short of a thousand lanterns.Her face looked distraught and her eyes were red, her cheeks puffed up. Her makeup had smeared a little too.But despite that, she looked like an angel. A Goddess.I had only seen her in her usual gowns and training clothes, but this marvel…this was just for me.For a minute, I simply stood in front of her, drinking her features. How could she be so blissfully ignorant of what she was doing to me by just standing there in that beautiful dress?I took a step forward, and I saw a tear trickle down her eye.“Shh, don’t cry,” I said softly, reaching for her face and cupping it. And when I did, a surge of electricity rippled through me.My Lycan roared in my head, feeling exhilarated to see her all dolle
CeliaDread settled in my heart when Xenos and Nymeria revealed my life’s biggest secret. My whole life had been a lie?But then what about the people I grew up with thinking they were my parents?Nothing made sense anymore, and I only stared blankly at Xenos.“Is…is that true?”I asked, and he nodded. “There is a reason I never found the courage to tell you all of this earlier. And to be sure that I was not guessing it all wrong, I asked Nymeria to allow me to show her that memory, too. I touched her and with her permission, I looked through her memories…childhood memories, to be specific. There was no trace of me or Isadora in it.”My heart felt like it would break into a million pieces.“But then, how could I never do magic? I never sensed it and…and then why was I not able to fight her when she…she killed me?”I was sobbing hysterically and Nymeria’s face looked like she was cursing herself for ruining my day.She apologized over a thousand times that she did not want me to learn
Celia "Are you going to tell her, or should I?" Nymeria's question hung in the air like a storm cloud, casting a palpable tension in the room. I looked from Nymeria to Xenos, confusion and a growing sense of foreboding twisting in my chest. Their solemn expressions conveyed that something grave was afoot. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my heart beginning to race. "Tell me what?" I pressed, my voice laced with unease. Xenos, usually a man of few words, hesitated for a moment. His eyes held mine for a second longer than I expected, and I could see a mix of guilt and apprehension in them. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, the weight of his unspoken words lingering in the room. Nymeria, her expression torn between sympathy and responsibility, finally broke the silence. "Celia, there's something you need to know." I felt a shiver crawl down my spine. The room, once filled with warmth and camaraderie, had now become suffocating with uncertainty. My thoughts raced as
CeliaThe grand lycan palace was alive with anticipation, every corner adorned with flowers and delicate decorations in celebration of our wedding day. Two weeks had passed in a blur since the night Jasper had proposed to me in front of my pack.And every day after that seemed like a dream to me. I would wake up and pinch myself, wondering if it was all my imagination.But it was true, every single moment of it…just like today.The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming roses, and the palace echoed with laughter and the sound of joyous conversations.In my room, the one I used to live in before I moved in with Jasper, a sense of nervous excitement filled the room as I sat before a beautifully crafted vanity mirror, surrounded by my maids and my dear friend, Nymeria. Their skilled hands moved with grace, tending to every detail to transform me into the radiant bride I aspired to be.The maids began to braid my long, dark hair, weaving flowers and jewels into it.As their nimble
"Are you guys ever coming out?" Jasper called with a good-natured grin, standing a few paces away from the porch.He had his hands placed on the doorframe and looked at us with his eyes furrowed as he saw Vasil holding my hand which I gave a gentle squeeze.“Don’t forget what I told you. Think about it,” I added, looking at Vasil while getting up from the chair.Jasper folded his hands over his chest and asked, “What secret are you guys discussing?”Vasil too got up from his chair and gave my arm a light squeeze.“Of course. And just so you know, if he ever hurts you or makes you sad, you know where to find me.”“Ha ha ha, very funny, bloodsucker,” Jasper replied humorlessly and looked at me to indicate that he wanted me to come out of the room.Vasil outstretched his hand as if to say, “After you” and I looked at him with my eyes wide, “Why are you always mean to him?”Jasper grinned, “He tried to take you from me. Am I not great for letting him live?”Vasil, who was just behind me,
CeliaAs Jasper walked beside me, his very presence filled my being with warmth and comfort. His scent, a heady mixture of earthy woods and his own unique, intoxicating fragrance, enveloped me like a protective embrace. I observed him, my heart overflowing with gratitude for the incredible man who had become not just my love but my lifeline, my mate.Isadora had tricked me into believing Vasil was my mate but the true pull of the mate bond was poles apart from the confusion she had tried to insert in my head.It was as if whenever I saw Jasper, my heart filled with hope and the promise that if he was around, nothing would ever go wrong.Every time I recalled the way he had jumped up and down the floor when I called him my mate and the way he ran through the palace telling everyone excitedly that I was his mate, my eyes would grow moist.What had I ever done to deserve him? I barely tried to fight Isadora but he literally fought both the devil and the Goddess, just like he had promised