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 PovI am slightly taken aback by her straightforwardness and do not answer her question. I am not sure what kind of answer she expects. What we had was a marriage of convenience, not at all based on love. "They were so infuriated when they first found out that you were their mate. I heard them comparing you to a stinking pile of dirt after they rejected you," she tells. My face flashes red with anger despite having been previously aware that myates hated me. Knowing that they compared me with a pile of dirt kind of triggers some sad emotions. But I restrain myself from losing focus on my priorities. Like I said, I already knew that they resented me when I was Lyna's servant. Their cousin hasn't said anything new."You are lucky to have the ability to use the dreamstone, it's all that matters to them," she states.I nod in agreement and we keep going. "What will you do with your life after making wishes for them?" she inquires while glancing back at me.I do not know on whos
Keira's PovI lock the heavy door and pull out the key before making my way to the big shelf of books near my big bed. My mates had sent a servant with my special dinner, a vase full of red roses and a goblet filled with the purest honey. Seems like they haven't understood that I am not here for their love. I know better. It's probably true that they would take back everything they are giving when I am no longer useful. Good thing I do not plan to stay and find out. After making their wish and doing another blood promise to break the vows we made I will state my rejection. They will gladly accept it as I will no longer be valuable to them. Their actions are quite predictable. I pick up a book from the shelf and take a seat on the bed. I open the first page but get startled at the loud sound of something hitting the heavy door of my chambers. I set the book aside and leave the bedroom to go check what it might be. I had locked the door, so whoever it is cannot enter unless it's o
Angel Conrad's PovI realized that our cousin had changed when she selfishly demanded to be given our mate's third wish. I didn't however think that she would attempt something so evil. How was murdering our mate supposed to benefit her?"So a random killer managed to find your chambers, steal your keys and know the directions to our queen's chambers?" I question.Only she and us knew that she got the key to these chambers. So who else would have done it?"A enemy of yours might have given him directions. Your former queen for example," she lamely defends. Garren orders the curious crowd in the room to leave and they immediately rush out. She appears more anxious with just us in the room."Our former queen would not have known who has the keys. It also seems strange that none of Keira's weapons were brought here," I point.Her entire body trembles in fear and for a brief moment she appears rueful. But that look quickly fades, getting replaced by another. One of faked anger."Are you
Keira's PovI wake up sandwiched between two of my mates, Garren and Fenris, in the incredibly massive bed of King Conrad's chambers. Their beguiling scents are so profound, making me fancy things that I shouldn't.I had the most comfortable sleep despite their muscular bodies pushing against me like two heavy rocks. My body has this overwhelming urge to seek their touch again, just like last night when they healed my back. Their willingness to heal me despite knowing that they would lose their powers was quite astounding. I never thought they were capable of any selfless act, especially one that takes away their formidability. They would have killed their evil cousin if I had not intervened. I don't know why she wanted me dead, but it was clear enough that it was her that had sent that gigantic werewolf to attack me. I was feeling like a tattered cloth before my mates healed me. But they would not let me sleep alone again in my chambers or in my previous guest room, so I had to ac
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