Queen Lyna's PovMy two best servants join me in my queen's quarters before just like we had agreed. Half of the palace hasn't woken up yet."Is the human still in your quarters?" I demand. "Yes your Majesty, Keira is still sleeping." Lisa affirms while Helen nods her head in agreement. "Then go alert my loving husbands of my missing ring." I direct. Both of my compliant servants rush out, eager to fulfill my orders. I have no doubt that they will deliver the news in the most chilling tones. The genius Keira will be dragged to the palace cells or worse to the gallows. It's not how I wanted things to end. I just want to ensure that I will not be competing for the love of my husbands' with their virtuous mate.Only a few minutes pass before my husbands burst into my room, their eyes filled with concern. I run to them and they take me into their strong arms, just like they did last night."What happened? Did they harm you?" One asks. I actually cannot tell them apart, but they are al
SIX MONTHS LATERAngel Fenris's PovThe door to our imperial dining room bursts open and our assistant, Henry, strides in followed by the new young secretary of king's council, Michael.Judging from their apprehensive faces, it's obvious that something has gone terribly wrong. There have been plenty of bad news for the last six months ever since we made the gravest of mistakes, marrying the worst of women. "What's the urgent matter today?" I question as they quickly approach and bow their heads in respect. Henry sets some papers down on the table in front of us. "We acquired copies of the treaty that your queen signed with Red Wolves pack. According to the terms of the treaty she apparently signed off a huge part of our southern lands." He informs, pointing at the words in the parchments."In exchange for what?" Garren inquires in shock from across the table. No other kingdom has ever given away a part of its land. What more priceless thing was she seeking in return?"I am afraid
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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
SIX MONTHS LATERAngel Fenris's PovThe door to our imperial dining room bursts open and our assistant, Henry, strides in followed by the new young secretary of king's council, Michael.Judging from their apprehensive faces, it's obvious that something has gone terribly wrong. There have been plenty of bad news for the last six months ever since we made the gravest of mistakes, marrying the worst of women. "What's the urgent matter today?" I question as they quickly approach and bow their heads in respect. Henry sets some papers down on the table in front of us. "We acquired copies of the treaty that your queen signed with Red Wolves pack. According to the terms of the treaty she apparently signed off a huge part of our southern lands." He informs, pointing at the words in the parchments."In exchange for what?" Garren inquires in shock from across the table. No other kingdom has ever given away a part of its land. What more priceless thing was she seeking in return?"I am afraid