"Let's go congratulate our beautiful victor. A passionate hug will do us no harm." Garren suggest, already moving forward towards the arena. We all follow and the loud cheers of celebration recedes to hushed whispers. By now everyone now's that she is out mate, and our queen just revealed to everyone that the fallen warrior was her mate. There is a lot for people to talk about. Glad we didn't interfere directly with the duel. Our mate just proved to everyone just how smart and incredibly talented she is. Her innocent eyes turn to stare at us as we enter the arena. She doesn't seem annoyed by our presence her joyous smile doesn't falter. I can hear the footsteps of many foreign royals behind us as we stride towards her. But the sound of a loud, petrifying scream makes us halt in our steps. The unmistakable wails of a woman fill the air as we all stop to find to the source. "The screams are coming from the big palace." One of the foreign Royals states what is already obvious to eve
Queen Lyna's PovI feel completely lonely for the first time. My mind and heart hurts with the pain of losing my mate. My favourite servant also burned to death trying to steal Dreamstone for me. I am glad Rumulus had advised me to send someone else so that my absence in the arena wouldn't cause suspicion. I was lucky not to be the one that burned like that. Helen's burned body looked so ugly. The pain of the fire must have been excruciating since her desperate screams reached the ears of everyone in the arena. I don't know how to carry on alone, without the support of my mate or Helen. Yet I would rather die than watch Keira marry the angel Kings. She will have everything I have ever desired and more. They will love her for real. I can no longer take comfort in the vows they made. Rumulus did tell me that the power our blood promise would fade away as soon as they make another promise to their true mate. No doubt they will send me away like a dog as soon as it happens. Maybe I s
Margaret walks in and sets down a shimmering blue dress and a matching necklace on the bed next to me. "Another gift from your loving mates. They want your beauty to shine in tonight's feast just like your courage shone in the battlefield," she excitedly reports. The ornate dress and the necklace have more diamonds than any of the outfits I have seen queen Lyna wearing. Hopefully it's not hers. She wouldn't hesitate to say so during the feast if she will be there. She lost her favourite servant and probably her mate too. She will be extremely bitter.I would refuse to attend if only it isn't during the feast that I am supposed to receive my reward for winning the tournament. I am the first human to ever do so. And so many Royals will be there to witness it.The angel kings put two gigantic guards in front of my room like they expect my to run away before marrying them. There is clearly no peace with them as long as I haven't made the wish to ensure they won't lose their strength or
Angel Fenris's Pov"What an incredible woman!" the young prince of Howlstone pack gazes lustfully at our stunning mate as she walks forward to receive her first reward from Garren. Our queen grudgingly holds the twelve silver plates until Garren takes them and hands them to our mate. None of the foreign royals has dared question us about dreamstone so far. I am sure they are afraid to show interest because that would mean they are our enemies. And it's not something they can plot to steal without the help of our mate.She is supposed to dine with us as part of the reward for winning the tournament. Any other warrior would be delighted. But I am not sure my mate wants to sit in this table. We are lucky it's a rule."What exactly was your reason for rejecting her, your majesty?" the annoying prince of Howlstone asks. Whoever put his seat next to mine must have been seeking to test my temper. "If I had her in my pack I would make her my Luna," he adds, staring at Keira as she hands her
Angel Conrad's PovMy jaws clench with rage as we watch our mate walk away with tears streaming down her smooth cheeks. Our queen grins gleefully as she comfortably leans back on her seat. She must be thinking that she has won. But I am about to take the step she never thought any of us would dare take.I gesture at the guards near the door to approach and they do so instantly. "Lock her up in the dirtiest of our palace cells." I order and she gapes in shock. "You wouldn't dare! You all made a vow to never hurt me!" she reminds in a scared voice. Garren scoffs. "And you think that gives you the freedom to hurt everyone else? We will have you beheaded if we have to," he states.I had thought they would oppose my decision. At least I am not the only one willing to take the risk.The guards take hold of our queen and she shrieks in fear. "Wait! I am sorry!" she screams as they start dragging her away.Fenris dumps his hot drink on her face and the crowd of guests bursts with laughter.
Keira's Pov"I am not wearing a white dress," I firmly state despite the pleading look on Margaret's face. I agreed to marry my mates so I can make their wish and leave this place as soon as we make another blood pact to break the vows we will make. I made it clear that no one else needs to be there except me, them and a priest. There is no need to put on an exquisite white gown like I am excited to be marrying them. I am doing it so they do need to suffer the consequences of breaking the blood promise they made with their queen. After today they will be at liberty to divorce her. But I doubt she will just walk away without a fight. Marrying them has been the greatest achievement of her life. She won't let go easily. "You want to dress like a commoner on the day of your marriage?" Margaret questions with a frown. "There is no event, Margaret. I don't need to put on a white dress to say a bunch of vows," I answer. She nods in understanding. "You look good anyway. I will escort yo
Keira's PovLady Doria steps away from the platform when the priest turns his attention to us. He priest bows in respect before addressing my mates. "Now that I understand the purpose of this unexpected marriage, I must let you know that dreamstone only grants a maximum of three wishes to a person of pure heart. So choose carefully what you seek the most, your majesties," the priest informs. I imagine not even my mates knew this as they too raise their eyebrows. We had all thought that there is no limit to the number of wishes that I can make. They must be reconsidering the value of me now that I cannot give them everything they dream of. "Three wishes are more than enough." Angel Conrad surprisingly says. I thought they were going to express their disappointment. They however have the option of seeking another virtuous queen once my limited wishes are done. At least I got to make one wish of my own and won the tournament. I have a pack to return to when they are done with me."We
Keira's PovThe old doctor wraps a clean cloth around my injured hand after pouring some herbs on the wound. My mates waits at the door, whispering to each other in low tones. I wonder what it is I am not supposed know. "You're fine to go, m'lady. Your wound should heal in three days," the doctor announces. "Thank you," I say.My mates immediately starts approaching and he steps out of the room, leaving my anxious self alone with the arrogant kings in the tiny room."Feeling better?" Angel Garren asks as they take seats on the bed beside me. "You were not supposed to kiss me!" I angrily respond. I didn't think that any of them would want to kiss me. Now that he did I feel embarrassed that it happened in front of a crowd of people. It was my first kiss and I didn't even know how to respond. "As your legally wedded husband I had every right to kiss you. In fact you owe each of us a kiss since it is part of every wedding," he says and I raise an eyebrow."We agreed that -" I am cut
Keira's Pov"Both your father and your friends are fine. They just had a meal and are now resting. We let them out of the cells in the basement after realising that it wasn't you that ordered their ," Fenris the honestly. "Arina ordered their imprisonment?" I ask in a furious tone. You yup"They attacked her and she demanded that they be locked up," he answers. "We did notice that the prideful decision was unlike you. We thought that you would ask for their release after calming down. But you went for our bodies instead."I would snap that witch's neck if she had not escaped. "If my actions are unlike my character again, lock me up intil you're sure it's me," I order. "Last time we were all together you were afraid of our touch, now you're not. Should we lock you up until we are sure it's you, your majesty?" Conrad asks teasingly while invading my space once more."I should have both of you punished for even imagining you can do that," I respond calmlyBoth him and Fenris chuckle,
Keira PovAlluring scents fill my nostrils as my mind reawakens. It's been days since the last time I inhaled those scents. Back when our mate bond existed. So this must be a dream. I briefly struggle to get my eyes open. A pair of soft lips kisses mine just as my eyes finally blink open. "Told you she just needed our close touch," Garren says after pulling back. "She has woken," he anounces and two more beautiful faces gather next to him, staring down at me with happy smiles.It's not a dream, our mate bond is back. Probably because of the shaman's death. We didn't get to celebrate our marriage, and after getting nearly killed I finally realised how fragile everything in life is. I was too focused on winning battles that I forgot to enjoy my relationship with my gorgeous mates.Arina's attack awakened the part of me that desired pleasant things again. Because I learned that anything can be taken away easily and all that will be left is regret. Because I didn't allow myself time to
Conrad's PovIf I had known this is what would happen I would not have allowed Keira to be part of this fight. She almost lost her life and will probably take days if not weeks to recover from the injuries. Not even our mate bond is present to help her heal faster."Where is her father?" I ask my brothers. It's obvious they do not want to talk about that. A thing that worries me because they were under Shaman's spell. "When that witch and her father arrived Keira's father and her friends tried attacking them. Of course we thought the woman was Keira so we defended her," Garren answers. "You didn't kill them, did you?" I ask. "No. The witch demanded that they be punished and locked up. We let the soldiers do the dirty work since we did not want to be directly involved. We thought that she would regret the decision later," Fenris answers. I wonder how bad the punishment was because there is a chance that our mate's father will never forgive us. I understand that my brothers were und
Angel Fenris's Pov I should have killed that witch before she had the chance to use the darkstone. Problem is I wanted to have fun killing her slowly and using different unbearable ways. I wanted her to die screaming apologies to Keira."Where is my Father and Ezra?" our mate asks with a concerned expression despite the pain she must be feeling. The truth would infuriate her. We made terrible mistakes while under that witch's spell. Telling her where her father and friends are when we have hurt her so much would make her hate us. I made her mind hurt excruciatingly whilst thinking that she is the witch. I cannot give her more bad news. Conrad stares at us curiously. Of course he doesn't understand why we cannot talk about our mate's father right now. "You're losing blood. Let me remove the blade out of your hand so we can take you to the doctor," I say to our mate, avoiding answering the question about her father and friends. Garren holds her tighter as I pull the sharp blade out o
Angel Garren's PovKeira would never ask us to kill our own brother, regardless of the fact that he is under the control of a wicked witch. Our mate was of pure heart. She would never demand the murder of someone that is not under control of his mind. I used to think that no other woman can have Keira's face, but our brother's witch looked and sounded exactly like her. We would have been fooled as well if Keira had not already found a way to restore our mate bond. But I am shocked that she is now demanding for Conrad's death like she never loved him.One of the pretentious guards that Conrad came in with takes off her helmet and just like the first time I am baffled by how much the witch resembles our mate."Kill me instead! I am the witch that is controlling his mind," she says. She is that selfless? Or is it a trick to make us believe that she is the true Keira?"You stupid bitch! You will die today!" our mate screams like she has suddenly lost her mind.She picks up the sword tha
Keira's Pov"I must ask that you do not tell your brothers that I am not Keira. Unlike you they seem to care for that pathetic human and won't like me if they realise that I am not her," Arina tells Conrad as we follow her and her father inside the palace. "Of course I won't tell them if you don't want me to," Conrad assures. "The guards behind used to be close friends of mine. Allow them to come with us," he requests and Arina simply nods. Guess she is so eager to have him as well that she is not allowing her mind to have suspicion. My other two husbands rise from the soft couches of the palace parlour as soon as we walk in through the door. They both step forward to hug Conrad."Welcome back, brother. Where did you get lost to?" Garren asks in a voice filled with concern. Arina makes her way to Fenris and wraps her hands around his waist. He embraces her back, rubbing her back gently and kissing her on the lips. She smiles in comfort."You first tell me what happened the day I l
Keira's Pov"Your plan worked, your majesty. Arina and her father believed that King Conrad turned against you and wishes to have a mate bond with her," Allen gladly informs. We smile in relief as we are now halfway into getting rid of the vixen and her foolish father. As long as the mate bond between her and my other two husbands is broken getting them to recognise who the real Keira is won't be as hard as the first time. According to the text I read about the identity spell, Arina must carry my blood everywhere she goes or my mates will discover that she is not me. Her father was left with only a few drops after suspending my mate bond with the angel kings before I returned to Lunacrest. Arina will only have a little of that blood as her father must have used some to lift my mate bond with my husbands again. Finding the tiny amount of the blood she is carrying will be hard but not impossible. "Did she mix the blood?" Conrad asks. "She asked that you return to the palace, your ma
Keira's PovAngel Conrad's hand and pen hovers over the tiny parchment."What do you think I should write?" he asks, looking furious that he has to do this. Of course penning a love letter to our enemy is not just hard but disgusting as well. But it seems to me like it's the only way we can get her to mix her blood with Luther's. Once the fake mate bond between her and my other husbands is broken then we won't have to fight them to get to her or her father."We must make her believe that your thoughts and feelings are genuine. You must confess a good reason why you're choosing to betray me. Tell her that I am a weak human that never deserved to be the queen of your great kingdom," I suggest."That's not true. You're the smartest and strongest woman our kingdom has ever seen. Not even our mother was as fierce as you're," my husband differs. "The point is to make her believe without doubt that you hate me. The truth doesn't matter," I answer. "Still it disgusts me to write such lies
Keira's PovI read the text titled, "The Identity Spell," frowning at it's weird content. "To steal a person's identity one needs the blood of their victim as well as an object belonging to those that they wish to fool. The enchantment must be done by a powerful sorcerer," I read out loud so that Angel Conrad and the alpha can hear. The rest of the text include strange words that should be uttered during the casting of the spell. How did they get items belonging to my mates to cast the spell? "The Shaman already had my blood, but not anything belonging to you," I tell Conrad. "Maybe we should search the place some more. You never know," Luther says. He summons five more loyal servants to help us. Good thing everyone is eager to please an angel king .The servants excitedly search the house for several hours, bringing anything suspicious to King Conrad. "I found these in Aria's closet, your majesty," one of the servants proudly reports while holding out three scarfs made of sea si