Angel Conrad's PovConceited the wolfman sprints towards his opponent, his trident ready to launch. She halts and stays fixed as if enumerating her attacker's strides. Taking note of her stillness the wolfman sends his three pronged trident flying, aiming to impale her. She only moves her upper body and the trident flies past, harpooning the wooden barrier behind her with great force. Irate the wolfman dives to grab the lady warrior but she dodges and uses his own momentum against him, propelling him with a kick to the back. He smashes against the barrier, almost getting skewered by his own trident. Dazed by the shock, he takes time to shake off his stupor. Bewildered by the cleverness of the beautiful warrior, the crowd change their chant. "Finish him! Finish him!" The chant in unison. But the humiliation prompts the wolfman to shift into his wolf form. His body contorts as his fingers turn into vicious claws and he charges. My heart races in anticipation of the girl's ruin. B
Keira's Pov"Hurry, the party has already began." Ezra urges anxiously, checking his own reflection on the mirror. "You never know, your lateness may upset the kings." My heart races with apprehension as I slip on the lovely dress I had chosen to wear. What if someone figures out my true identity? Is the reward worth the consequences if I get caught? My former mistress would be quite pleased to watch me get hanged. "Everyone will be waiting to see your face. They will be shocked by how innocent you look." Ezra mutters with a proud smile. "I couldn't be happier escorting someone else." I pick up a veil that matches the blue colour of my dress and put it on. At least no one can be certain of my appearance when my face is covered by a veil. "Why on earth did you add a veil?" Ezra demands after turning away from the mirror. "I still look beautiful, don't I?" I ask."Yes, but why don't you want people to show your face?" He asks in a suspicious tone.I am not ready to trust him with
PrologueMany years ago, the Kingdom of lunacrest had many enemies and was plagued by war and death. When the king died in battle, people say that his distressed queen had an affair with an unknown Devine being while seeking help to end the war and suffering of her people.She gave birth to three immortal sons, popularly known as the triplet angel kings of Lunacrest. With their might they conquered the enemies of Lunacrest and oversaw the rebuilding of the Kingdom. Both human and werewolf kings of the neighbouring kingdoms gladly paid homage to them. For many years, none of the angel kings has ever showed interest in marriage or relationships, but four weeks ago messegers from their kingdom spread out word that a contest has been set for all the royal ladies of the surrounding kingdoms to compete for the chance to be the queen of Lunacrest, married to one or all the three angel kings. Chapter 1Keira's Pov"I need you to swear by the gods that I look twice as beautiful as the moon
Keira's povHow can I know what would interest the great kings just a few minutes after arriving? The Princess will never pass the test of patience if there is one."Your highness, I do not think it's possible to get the attention of the busy kings right now. We do not know much about them yet." I try to reason with the princess. But she scoffs as expected. She and reasoning simply do not get along. "You're useless to me if you cannot compose that letter. I should have picked someone with better brains." She says and I immediately become apprehensive. "I will do the best I can, your highness. Give me a moment to think." I assure and she shrugs her shoulders after a moment of glaring at me. I pick up my small bag that has two dresses and a couple of books in it. I make my way to the next room where Lady Doria said that there are beds for me, Lisa and Helen. I walk into the small room with four beds and a single wooden table at the centre. The room is much better than the dark baseme
Keira's PovHelen and Lisa gets done styling Princess Lyna's hair with golden pins just as Lady Doria walks into the room without bothering to knock. Princess Lyna rises and bows her head in respect. "I assume you have rested well and that you're ready for your first test. One of your most impressive virtues will be tested today." She says and Lyna confidently nods her head. "Good, follow me, the council is waiting." Lady Daria says and turns to lead the way out. We all follow behind, Lyna wearing an excited smile. She trusts that her beauty will impress the council enough to help let her pass the tests. Lady Doria leads us towards a different palace building reserved for kings' officials and other employees. The paved paths are full of uniformed servants in haste and crowds of unknown people. Princess Lyna holds her head high as she walks gracefully behind Lady Dorian. A plump servant carrying a tray with plates of food and glasses of wine walks fast towards us. She walks steadi
Keira's POV"How could they do this to me? A servant ruined my dress and I was supposed to remain calm?" Princess Lyna fumes, pacing around the room. She changed into another exquisite dress, but her eyes are still wet from all the crying."I am sorry your highness, their tests seem to be quite tricky. But you have only failed one test, we still have a great chance of winning." Helen comforts. "How can I pass another test if they are so difficult and humiliating?" Lyna laments. We all fall silent for a long moment. Our hosts seem to be testing a person's character and I think Princess Lyna would easily pass if she were a good person. No good person would react the way she did. But telling her that would make her more furious. "I know that Keira is a weak human, but she did seem to notice that you were being tested. I think it might get easier if you let her help." Lisa surprisingly suggests. It's the first time she has acknowledged that I am not completely useless. I smile inward
Keira's PovAnxiety makes my intestines churn as the man unfolds the letter. The letter got the attention of the kings just as Princess Lyna wanted, but I will still be in trouble for what I wrote."Congratulations, Princess of Silverthorn. You're the second contestant to get the attention of our kings through a letter." The man announces and Princess Lyna literally jumps. "Yes! I knew it!" She screams in exhilaration. "They must be impressed!"The man nods his head. "Of course they are. A woman with combat skills and a gift of courage is a rare gem. You must be proud of your unique skills to challenge the angel kings to a duel. Not even the best of our knights has ever done that, believe me we are all intrigued." He says and Princess Lyna freezes. She matches forward and snatches the letter from his hands. Her mouth falls open with shock as she quietly reads the contents of the letter. I would not have suggested a test of combat skills and courage if she had not pressured me to wr
I joined Margret and her fellow diligent servants in preparing a magnificent banquet hall, in the second palace building, for tomorrow's extravagant party. Since leaving Silverthorn my mind has been so occupied that I almost forgot about tomorrow being the first day of the full moon.Apparently the angel kings sets a banquet for all the governors of their massive kingdom to come feast and get entertained on the first day of the full moon. The atmosphere is filled with anticipation and excitement as everyone works together to create a truly mesmerizing experience for the esteemed guests.As we finish wiping the smooth floor, another team of servants meticulously arranges long wooden tables in precise rows, each adorned with crisp, white linen tablecloths that cascade all the way to the floor. Delicate, fragrant flower arrangements fill the air with their sweet aroma, carefully placed as centerpieces along the tables.A group of talented chefs can be seen scurrying around the massive s
Keira's Pov"Hurry, the party has already began." Ezra urges anxiously, checking his own reflection on the mirror. "You never know, your lateness may upset the kings." My heart races with apprehension as I slip on the lovely dress I had chosen to wear. What if someone figures out my true identity? Is the reward worth the consequences if I get caught? My former mistress would be quite pleased to watch me get hanged. "Everyone will be waiting to see your face. They will be shocked by how innocent you look." Ezra mutters with a proud smile. "I couldn't be happier escorting someone else." I pick up a veil that matches the blue colour of my dress and put it on. At least no one can be certain of my appearance when my face is covered by a veil. "Why on earth did you add a veil?" Ezra demands after turning away from the mirror. "I still look beautiful, don't I?" I ask."Yes, but why don't you want people to show your face?" He asks in a suspicious tone.I am not ready to trust him with
Angel Conrad's PovConceited the wolfman sprints towards his opponent, his trident ready to launch. She halts and stays fixed as if enumerating her attacker's strides. Taking note of her stillness the wolfman sends his three pronged trident flying, aiming to impale her. She only moves her upper body and the trident flies past, harpooning the wooden barrier behind her with great force. Irate the wolfman dives to grab the lady warrior but she dodges and uses his own momentum against him, propelling him with a kick to the back. He smashes against the barrier, almost getting skewered by his own trident. Dazed by the shock, he takes time to shake off his stupor. Bewildered by the cleverness of the beautiful warrior, the crowd change their chant. "Finish him! Finish him!" The chant in unison. But the humiliation prompts the wolfman to shift into his wolf form. His body contorts as his fingers turn into vicious claws and he charges. My heart races in anticipation of the girl's ruin. B
Conrad's PovI hold my breath as our queen settles in the seat beside mine in the overcrowded arena. It took her hours to dress up for the occassion of course. She had to make sure that her elegance is unrivalled, it's the only thing she can manage doing without making a shameful mess. "Do I look like a reputable queen?" She asks, desperate for our compliments as usual."You do." Fenris simply says and she smiles shyly. There are over a thousand eyes staring up at us, and more intently now that she has showed up. I bet they are curious to see if we truly love the idiotic queen. Unlike my brothers I am tired of putting up fake shows to avoid being labelled as rueful or ungentlemanly. It's no longer a secret that our queen is an insufferable fool. No one truly expects us to be madly in love with her.Henry rises to welcome the crowd, royal guests included, to the start of the seven day event. "Greetings, greetings to the citizens of all kingdoms from every corner of these vast lands
Angel Fenris's PovOur malignant queen enters the room just as I wrap a towel around my waist after taking my bath. "You're looking for your mate?!" She snaps after banging the door. "I saw the papers with drawings of her face. How dare you do this to me?" She rages, striding forward with a fist ready to strike. But I am sure she knows better."Have you forgotten what will happen when you break your vows?" She questions after halting a step away from me. We knew she would find out about the search for our mate, but she is easy to fool. "We want her caught so she can pay for stealing your ring. Her cruel punishment will serve as a warning to anyone that may get tempted to steal from our palace. Especially now that we will be hosting a huge number of foreign guests." I lie. I do not want her to learn the truth and try interfering with the delicate process of ending the blood promise. "I am supposed to believe that when none of you even wants to spend time with me? When was the last
Keira's PovI keep my eyes on the guards as they approach our coachman. I notice a folded parchment in one of the guards hands."I am taking our best warrior to the great place for the tournament. We harbor no ill intensions for your kingdom." The coachman says. "That's fine. What we are in fact looking for is this woman." The guard with the parchment responds, unfolding it. There is an ugly drawing of the old me on the white paper, a sad-looking girl with short hair and chubby face. Huge, bold letters spell the word 'WANTED' at the top end of the parchment while a staggering reward of two thousand gold coins is clearly written at the lower end of the parchment.My heart races. The angel kings are still searching for me and offering an incredible reward of two thousand gold coins! It's more than what they are offering the winner of the knight tournament.Not even the ring I stole was worth a thousand gold coins. How can they not have forgotten about that by now? Are they not rich k
Keira's PovI sheath my favourite sword and carefully pack it beside the rest of my warrior gear in one bag. My personal items, clothes included, goes in the other. "The alpha wishes to say goodbye before you leave. He waits at the gates." Ezra, my closest friend and fellow warrior, informs while walking into the room with his own bags in hand. "You do not seem nearly as excited as I thought you would be?" He observes, walking closer and bending to set down his bags beside mine.Four days ago the Alpha of our small pack, Alaric, got the invitation to send the best of his warriors to take part in Lunacrest's knight tournament. There was a huge contention over who should be sent. So the pack council convened and voted. I got the most votes despite being afraid of returning to Lunacrest, the very kingdom I escaped. After six and half months of intense training, I am finally the skilled knight I once longed to be. Both my body and face have changed tremendously, to a point that my own p
Michael guides the priest back out just as our idiotic queen bursts into the room through a different door. She is exquisitely dressed as usual, and her joyous face is evidence of her easy life. "There you're, my sweet darlings." She comes skipping like a child and pecks my cheek. "I just heard about the forthcoming knight tournament. Royal guests will be invited to watch their warriors compete, right?" She asks. I simply nod and turn away, hating the repugnant smell of her breath as she exhales so close to my face. "I was thinking of purchasing new clothes to wear during the matches. Isn't it important that I look more attractive than all women since I am the wife of the mightiest kings?" She says, flicking her hair from side to side. "I promise you the best of nights if you get me seven fur coats of different colours, each to be worn on a different day of the tournament. The alpha of Red Wolves pack promised to gift me a dozen silk dresses in accordance to the treaty we signed.
Angel Garren's PovWe lost the woman that was truly virtuous, and married a vixen with a royal title. We can blame Lyna for cheating in the tests, manipulating our mate to help her win and turning out to be a legendary bad queen. But it was our choice to reject our mate and treat her like a worthless wretch.She would probably not have helped Lyna pass the tests or secure our vows with blood if we had not so clearly expressed our hate for her. It is our fault that we are trapped in this mess, and I doubt there is a simple way out. I never thought a time would come that I would genuinely yearn to see the kind face of our mate again, to say that I am sorry for every rude word I said to her. And if she allows it, I would like to ensure her safety and easier life forever. She didn't deserve the verbal abuse we subjected her to in the name of rejecting her.Michael finally ushers in the old priest that oversaw the making of our vows. He did warn us of the binding power of a blood promise
Angel Conrad's PovJudging from the apprehensive faces of the servants it's obvious that they are aware of the reason we summoned them. How can they deny anything when there is vivid guilt in their eyes?They keep their eyes bowed even as our assistant addresses them. "You have been called here because our kings wishes to give you a chance to confess your involvement in the traitorous act of helping an unworthy woman become the queen of this kingdom against the stated rules of the king's council." He says and the two women visibly tremble in fear. Wish we actually knew the truth and didn't have to ask them."You can choose to confess the truth and be treated as valuable witnesses, or you can deny the truth and be treated as the accomplices you acted as." Michael cautions. The servants vigorously nod their heads. "We are obliged, sir." They say simultaneously.None seems hesitant to betray their beloved mistress despite treating them like friends. Guess honour does not exist in a gr