I open my eyes with the light sifting through the window of the inn room. I shift and realize that Klevon has his massive arms around me. I look up to see him sleeping peacefully. And events of last night appear in my mind. That dizzying intensity of my release. The dark thoughts that accompanied it. The weeping afterward.And now, I feel ashamed. After giving me pleasure, I wasn’t able to keep the end of the bargain. All I did was apologize until I fall asleep. I am not just a whore; I am a very selfish whore. Now, I know how kind Klevon really is, or maybe, he did like me. If not, he could have forced me last night.His eyes open and upon laying his eyes on me, he smiles, “Good morning, beautiful. Feeling better now?”I nod. “I’m so—”He places a chaste kiss on my mouth. After pulling back, he grins. “Sorry is not the first word I’d like to hear from your mouth. I heard it a lot already, so I’m quite miffed by it by now.” He thinks for a while and adds, “How about a thank-you? That
Klevon and I are making our way toward the ship when we encounter the Duran royalty returning from the port. The Duran King is not present. As per Klevon, it’s only the oldest prince—which is really old–who is on the parade. If I estimate the prince’s age, he’s over sixty years old which makes the Duran King, probably, close to ninety years old. We are about to climb the ship when Klevon abruptly stops. He places his arms in front of me to impede my advance. He sniffs and scours the area. “Something is wrong,” he says. Without even asking for my permission, he wraps his arms around my waist and activates his wind magic. I hang unto him as we float over the ship, even without the help of a hover. “Damn that King,” he curses. “We are surrounded by ocean. How could he let himself be attacked again?” “Attacked?” I ask. “Look closely, Kaiya. There are shimmers in the air. That is why it’s too quiet.” “And there’s no one in the deck too,” I notice. “Is this glamour?” I ask, rememberi
Klevon’s chest rises and falls in his sleep. The healer says that the heavy magic that hits him has rendered his magic into a state of chaos. However, it was minimized because I was in front of him. Unfortunately, the healer is unsure why I am not affected by the magic. Does it have something to do with me being a werewolf? But Klevon has magic running through his veins too. They are like hybrid humans, created to hunt werewolves. His eyes open, and I peer at him. “Are you feeling fine now?” I ask. A broad grin appears on his face. He taps my nose and responds, “Why, my little werewolf, are you worried for me?” I heave a sigh of relief. He’s back to his previous, annoying self, which means he’s okay already. I stand up from the chair. “Then, I will leave you to recuperate. I will also ask for your food.” I am about to leave when he catches my wrist. “Stay for a while. It’s nice seeing your face the moment I open my eyes.” I patronize him. I sit right back on the stool at the si
After half an hour of walking, Ami and I arrive at the place where she said that Princess Kissa and Theo are. Only, it’s not only the two of them. It’s also not what I expected. Theo is inside a thatched house surrounded by Duran women. Princess Kissa is in front of him. She is looking lost as she stares at the strange group. Upon entering, my eyes meet Theo’s, and a look of pain passes over his features. Seeing the pain on his face, it’s as if I felt his pain, too. “What’s happening?” I ask, confused by the situation. “Who is this, slight little girl!?!” one of the women beside Theo growls. Another woman kneels beside Theo and hugs his legs to her. Theo is only wearing a small cloth to hide his crotch. I feel jealous at the way the woman presses her huge chest to him. Other than Princess Kissa and the other women in Pitchford, am I to share him with these Duran women, too? “My King, please return to us. We’ve been delayed enough already. We need to return to Pitchford.” Anothe
It is late afternoon and the promotion ceremony is underway. Klevon and I are in the front yard and are standing together with all the other warriors. The Pitchford six generals are in front of us, lining up close to Theo. I am promoted to First Lieutenant because of the number of times I saved the King’s life. However, I believe Harbin has done something to it too. I jump six positions just from saving the King’s life three times. Klevon, on the other hand, jumps from Captain and becomes the seventh General. Rumor is that he was supposed to take one of the remaining general positions years before, but he keeps on declining the offer. So it’s a grand celebration that he finally accepted it. Other than that, there is also another piece of news the Kingdom has to celebrate. Princess Kissa is pregnant, and she is now officially Theo’s first concubine. His other pregnant concubines also have ranks now–second to fourth concubines. And those who will be unable to bear him a child within
I scrunch my nose as I enter Theo’s room—lavender mixed with alcohol. The windows are closed and there are over a dozen bottles of alcohol on the coffee table. Princess Kissa is not here. Theo is leaning over the couch with his arms covering his eyes. “Harbin, I said don’t nag me,” he says. “I want to be alone, unless you can force her to come see me, then don’t come here.” He laughs bitterly by himself. “That is, if you can drag her to me because lately, that’s the only way she will see me other than to perform her duties to me.” He laughs again, and then, he abruptly stops and keeps silent. General Brandon and I look at each other. “Laquisha can work too, King Theo,” General Brandon says. I approach him. Theo looks… ragged. He snorts. “Then, I should have a thousand of those made. Do you think you can make that happen, General Brandon?” “A bow and arrow made of laquisha are already enough,” I say. “I don’t need a thousand of laquisha.” Theo freezes and he removes his arm over
I push open the door to the sunroom. Crossing the threshold, the flowers bombard me with their smell. I rub my nose as I look at the middle-aged man who is smiling at me. He places his tea down and greets me, “At last, you finally decided to meet me for tea.” I sit in front of him. “Harbin, I am a warrior now. Joining you to tea is…” I regard everything in the table and add, “… inappropriate.” “Why? The generals partake in this activity.” “I am not a general.” “You will, soon.” I scowl at him. “And I don’t know if I should thank you for that.” “I’m not the one who gives designation to the warriors.” “Harbin,” I say. “Giving me the First Lieutenant rank is too fast for someone like me.” He smirks. “Someone like you? Pray tell me what is ‘someone like you’ means.” I sigh. I take a biscuit from the bowl and pour myself a cup of tea. It smells delicious. I won’t admit it, but I missed these activities with Harbin. With him, I always learn new things. “I am a freed werewolf slav
Theo and Princess Kissa are flirting while having their dinner. She keeps on feeding him and Theo is all smiles as he accepts the food. There are also some touches here and there, most especially kisses that Kissa gives to his face. I guess she adores how Theo looks. I sigh and look away when Princess Kissa places another kiss on the bridge of his nose. We are traveling to Pitchford island where new monsters sprouted. As per Theo’s order, we set up chairs and tables on the deck. And so, as the couple flirts, I stand on the side while the other warriors are doing their tasks around. Still, they can’t help but glance at the two. But who would blame them? The couple is both good-looking. And they are f*ucking too sweet that I learned how to empty my mind, or else this dull ache in my chest will grow and I will do something that I would regret later on. A few meters away from me, I see Ami looking at me with worry again. She doesn’t need to feel sorry for me, though. I am already too t