Keira's PovI have never witnessed a more humiliating scene. A queen being whipped like a child at the centre of a crowded arena by a simple warrior. I wait for her mighty husbands to intervene, but they remain in their seats, laughing alongside everyone else. I realize that this must be their plan, to have her killed so that they can be freed from the blood promise they made."She is smart to run." Ezra comments in astonishment as we watch queen Lyna flee from the battlefield with her fierce challenger chasing after her. She manages to escape the with her head still on, rendering the kings' plans a failure. Apparently the blood promise didn't fully grant her a lifetime of happiness. She has suffered more shame today than any warrior that has ever stood in the arena. But she survived. If she weren't so evil she would have the perfect life, the kind she always wanted.Rumulus runs after her like a concerned lover. I must admit that they are a perfect match. It's strange that their e
Keira's PovMy heart throbs with anxiety as I slip on the sparkling blue dress I bought and walk to the mirror. It looks more expensive than the few gold coins I bought it with. I stare at my face, wondering if I have changed enough to be able deny that I am Keira, the wanted human servant and rejected mate of the angel Kings. My cheeks are no longer chubby. But my eyes look exactly the same as they did six months ago. My body became leaner because of the hard training, but there is no denying that I am Keira once someone has seen my exceptionally big eyes."Are you not wearing your veil today?" Ezra asks, looking anxiously at my face. I am yet to tell him the real reason I hide my face. But he picks up my veil and holds it out for me to take. I put on the veil and he smiles as if pleased by my appearance. "It perfectly matches your dress." He complements.I smile back, pretending to be pleased. I thought he wanted me to show my face, but it appears like he bought the that keeping
Angel Garren's PovHer shocked friend runs after her, but Conrad holds us back from doing the same. "How do you think she will feel with all the three of us chasing her?" He questions. "I am more worried of losing her again." Fenris answers, pushing against Conrad. "Conrad is right, we should find another way to stop her from leaving." I say, realising that she might even get injured in the chase. "Order the guards to block all exits. We do not want her leaving again before she knows that we mean her no harm." I tell Henry and he immediately rushes out. Fenris finally relaxes, a little. "She really came back to us.""Don't flatter yourself, she came to win the tournament." I sadly correct. Of course she didn't come back to be with us after we rudely rejected her. She only wanted the prize of the tournament, that's why she covered her face and lied about her true identity."Such an arcane woman, but it's still hard to believe she is our lost mate." Fenris mutters."That's because
Keira's PovThe Angel shuts the door and my heart races. Ezra picks up my sword from the small table beside my bed and menacingly swings it around. "You may have fooled me into taking off her veil but I will cut you into a thousand pieces if you take one more step closer!" He threatens. There is no doubt he is going to die with me now. "It's a relief to see that it's not just money you love." The angel responds,calmly taking more steps into the room. Ezra takes another step back, still holding the sword with shaky hands. "Keira didn't steal, I am sure of it.""I came here to speak with her, so I will give you one chance to drop the sword and excuse us." The angel says. Both I and Ezra raise our eyebrows. He is here to speak? That's quite hard to believe. "What do you think?" Ezra whispers even though it's obvious that the angel can hear. "It's fine. Excuse us." I answer taking the sword from him. I would rather have him out when the worst happens. He eyes the angel suspiciousl
Angel Conrad's PovMy brother's gloomy face is evidence enough that his quest for our mate's forgiveness was unsuccessful. Not that I expected better."So what did you tell her?" I question. "Everything." He answers. "She is however too intrusting to believe that we care for her. She is convinced that her ability to use dreamstone is the only reason we seek her hand in marriage."I doubt he went down to his knees like he said he would. It would have been the most awkward thing since he barely knows the right tone to use when saying sorry. He in fact has never sounded apologetic even when he is. "Did it seem like there is a chance she would forgive us?" Garren asks. "There is a chance she might forget all that happened if we wait a thousand years." Fenris sadly answers. Sounds like he was greatly unsuccessful. But it's a relief to hear that he did not threaten her in any way."I did however let her know what would happen if she chooses not to marry us." He says and and I raise an e
Keira's PovI sit on the bed listening to Ezra sing a soothing melody while staring out through the window. He pauses suddenly and looks back at me. "I think the gorgeous secretary of the king's council and his girlfriend are here." He notifies. I do not feel ready to meet my old friends, Margret and her mate, when I have been pretending to be someone else since I arrived back here. But they are already knocking on the door. I used to think that once I am a skilled knight my life would be delightful. That I would be no longer afraid. But now I would give up anything to go back to my former self. When I didn't need to decide between marrying three jerks and having this kingdom invaded by its countless enemies. I am an adult but I still feel too young to be burdened with such great matters. "Would you like me to tell them that you are not here?" Ezra asks. "No. I will let them in." I say and rise to open the door. "It's really you!" My old friend, Margret, exclaims the moment I op
Queen Lyna's PovI find him training in the palace training grounds, cursing while hitting the curved wooden sculptures with a fake sword. "Why won't she like me instead?" He questions himself and strikes the sculpture harder, his movements expressing range. It must be me he is speaking of. I am his mate. But I love my powerful husbands instead of him. He must be broken hearted just like I am. Doesn't that also mean that he would do anything for me? I march forward with confidence and he finally acknowledges my presence. "You have left your bed early, don't you think?" He asks after turning around and observing my appearance. "Something truly horrible has happened." I tell. His eyes fill with concern. Or is it curiosity. I cannot certainly tell but I know he cares. "What happened?" "Miss Hangings is my former servant, the one I told you about. The mate of the angel kings." I hastily respond.The warrior appears confused as he shakes his head. "Did that fighter hit you in the h
Keira's PovWe all sit on my bed while eating the tasty food brought by my old friends. I would have refused it if Ezra had not dug his hand inside one of the dishes even before I let Margret and Michael into the room.I like the parrot but I will have it returned to the kings as soon as my friends leave. I don't want to owe them anything."The angel kings may have been mean to you at first, but I assure you that they are not evil people." Michael says while his girlfriend nods in agreement. "Could you at least accept to make a blood promise with them so that they can get rid of queen Lyna?" Margret requests.I shake my head. I am yet to tell them about Dreamstone and the wish that their kings wants me to make. It is the only reason they want me. Because unlike Queen Lyna I can make wishes for them, I can help them retain their powers."I need time to think about it." I genuinely respond.I must think about whether to completely ruin my life by marrying my arrogant mates. If I do I w
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