“Please forgive me,” he said, touching her cheek. “Forgive you?! I hate you!” Jessica spat, slapping his hand away from her. Prince Deacon thought back to his fated claimed mate a century ago that was also just one-sided, ‘they never seem to understand when it is just one-sided,’ he thought, taking his shaman necklace of his neck and put it around Jessica’s, “you know the hymn, you are free to go,” Prince Deacon said, standing up to leave the room. “After all this, and I am free?” Jessica questioned, taking the necklace off her neck and throwing it at him. “I already lifted the spell. I was just waiting for you to leave so that I can escape again!” Jessica stubbornly stomped into her walk-in closet and grabbed her suitcase. “Why don’t you wait for daylight?” Prince Deacon asked, watching her throw clothing into her suitcase, going back and forth. “Why? So that you can change your mind?” Jessica questioned, trying to shut her suitcase, but it was too full to close. Prince Deacon
“We have already sent out the word for the next in line of each species royalty to report to the castle and they will be sworn in as they arrive. However, no one will be forced. If there are no royal bloodlines that want to step up and rule their species, then we will select the next in line until someone accepts,” Prince Deacon said. That evening, they held a funeral, followed by Prince Deacon becoming King of the Lycan and the Supernatural world. Back in Alaska… “We didn’t know you were coming back home today,” Jessica’s parents said when she walked into the house. “Hello to you too,” Jessica greeted her parents. “Tell us all about your trip,” her mother said eagerly. “It will have to wait. I am tired,” Jessica said, leaving her suitcase and backpack at the bottom of the staircase, willing herself to make her way up the staircase to get some rest and to cry over Wynn’s death. ‘My mom and dad won’t be perused, they are free, so I am stepping down as pack Alpha,’ Jessica mind li
“Wow! Thank you, mom!” Ami said with a big smile on her face, slightly in shock. “I love you, my dearest daughter,” Queen Amirah said. “I love you to mom,” Ami said before hanging up and looking for her handbag. “You seem awfully happy?” Ann asked, wondering what was going on. “My mom just told me I have a black bank card in my purse, and it is limitless!” Ami said, taking her purse out of her handbag to have a look. “Oooh, nice,” Ann said, looking at the bank card that Ami just took out of her purse. “Better not ever lose this,” Ami said, putting it back in her purse. At least now I have money to pay for school fees.” “Fantastic!” Ann said, excited. “Don’t get too excited. I am not going to school, but I will further my studies at the local university,” Ami said, falling back onto the bed with a big smile on her face. “I cannot wait to finish school and go to varsity. Somewhere where it is warm!” Ann said, falling next to Ami on the bed. “Dinner is ready,” they heard Ann’s m
“Shall we pray? Do you pray before dinner?” Mrs. Steel asked Jovita. “Not really, but never too late to start,” Jovita said, taking Mr. Steel’s hand on the one side and Mrs. Steel’s hand on the other side, watching as Jessica does the same. ‘I thought it will be a great way to get to know you. We will be like best friends, no; sisters!’ Jovita mind linked Jessica back. Jessica snorted while her father was praying, making her parents open their eyes, looking at Jovita, thinking it was her as they know Jessica took prayer seriously. Jessica’s parents close their eyes again and her father continued his prayer. ‘I have a best friend and I enjoy being an only child,’ Jessica mind linked Jovita. ‘Why are you so stubborn?’ Jovita asked, about to search Jessica’s mind for the answer. Jessica saw her actions and shut Jovita out, not wanting her to know that she blamed her parents for Wynn’s death. “Amen,” Mr. Steel said, ending his prayer. After dinner, Mrs. Steel informed Jessica that
Willow residence. “Are you looking forward to school?” Ann’s mother asked. “Not really. It is going to be strange without Jessica,” Ann admitted, eating oatmeal. “What about your boyfriend? What is his name again? Wynn, right?” her mother asked “Mom, we broke up a week and a half ago before the trip and I don’t think he is in town anymore,” Ann said. “You and Wynn?” Ami giggled. “You know Wynn?” Mrs. Willow asked. “Yeah, a little,” Ami said, swallowing her words with Ann making funny eyes at her. “We leave in twenty minutes. I will drop Ann off first and then I will drop you off at the university, Ami,” Mrs. Willow said, excusing herself from the table. Once Mrs. Willow left the table, Ami could not wait to ask Ann about her dating Wynn, “how was it dating Wynn? I heard he was Jessica’s fated mate. Must have been awkward.” “Shysie compelled me to be in love with him, it was nothing more,” Ann said, trying to put it to rest. “How hot is her boyfriend, Paris?” Ami asked. “So,
Wynn took his seat at the back of the class next to Shysie, as before the holiday. Michael sat next to William and Paris decided to take the seat that he chased William to on the first day he arrived a few months ago. “This is going to be interesting,” Jessica said sarcastically. Jessica and Ann look around at the same time at Wynn while Ann whispered, “what happened for you to think he was dead?” “It seems everyone is here,” Ms. Wangberg silenced the class to begin the lesson. “It looks like you have some admirers,” Shysie whispered teasingly at Wynn. “Well, Ann is obviously off limits,” Wynn whispered, looking at Michael. “I am just glad we don’t have to call him King Michael here,” Shysie chuckled, making Michael turn around and looking at them. Shysie gave him a seductive wink, followed by stroking her bottom lip. ‘He will be a suitable replacement for Paris,’ she thought, admiring Michael’s good looks, wondering if he was as good in bed as his brother. After Mrs. Wangberg’
“I want to know what happened at the council after I left. What did you do? What happened to Wynn?” Ann asked, seriously. “Let me drink from you, then I will let you drink from me; that way you will see everything that I know,” Michael suggested. “Didn’t you just have your way with Samina and Mary?” Ann asked. Michael grabbed Ann and lifted her into his arms, speeding off to the compound that has been fixed. “What are you doing?” Ann asked when he put her down inside the house. “I can’t break my own rules that I just laid out earlier during lunch, now can I?” Michael asked. “Who are all these people? Vampires?” Ann looked around at the unfamiliar faces. “I like what you have done with the place. One would never have guessed it was in ruins just over a week ago,” Ann said, not waiting for Michael to answer her first question. “Please let me drink from you. I have not drunk from a human besides you,” Michael confessed. “Why not? I told you, you could,” Ann said, walking around,
Ann pushed him aside before fastening her bra again, followed by the buttons of her shirt and zipping her jacket up. Ann looked for her stockings and shoes. “Why do you have to make things complicated?” “It is not complicated. I like you and I want you to be my wife but I—” Michael explained, but Ann interrupted him. “Your wife? I am eighteen!” Ann laughed, putting on her stockings. Michael took her shoes and kneeled at her feet, slipping them onto her feet. “I know, but one day.” Ann looked at him, putting on her shoes for her, and smiled while thinking, ‘perhaps he won’t make a bad husband, being under my control and all.’ “I know you like me, and we can turn it into love if you allow it,” Michael said, looking up at her, placing a hand on each of her sides. Ann cooped his face. “I am way too young to settle.” “I know. So, I will let you explore your feelings for Paris and when you have him out of your system, I will make you mine, forever,” Michael said, before standing up.
Every year, when Prince Deacon left for a few days for the higher council, Emily will not follow. When he did not return on his last visit, she got worried and went to find out what was up and if he was ok. Even though she was heartbroken that he found a mate again, she was happy for him. A bit cross about the way he went about it, but nonetheless she was glad that he had a fated mate. Word reached her a few weeks later that his mate Jessica was abducted, and she came to the rescue. She did not expect for her and Deacon to end up making love again, but they did. When Deacon claimed Jessica a few months later, Emily was broken up and ended up in Prince Mano's bed. Present day. (Read Chapter 179 for a recap) After Prince Deacon stormed into Prince Mano's room and caught them in bed together, followed by Prince Mano attacking Prince Deacon, Emily decided to leave them to it. “I am not doing this,” Emily said and left the room. Emily went to her own room, which she has not been in for a
"Why would he betray me? How is he even alive?" Prince Deacon asked, not believing that Kerraelas betrayed him. 'I don't know why or how. I knew he was not dead, but I don't know why he gave your parents the information,' Wynn mind linked. "My mother killed, -never mind, I see he is still alive." Prince Deacon was about to tell Wynn that his mother killed the Shaman but then he saw in Wynn's mind that they made contact. "Where is he?" Prince Deacon asked, wanting to know where the shaman was. "I told him to go to the nearest town North," Wynn said, finally able to speak. "Guess he didn't listen," Prince Deacon said, pointing at the wolf they both recognize as the Shaman in full wolf form. The shaman finally regained his strength and managed to complete his shift. Wynn took the backpack off his back and took out his spare pants and threw it at the Shaman. The Shaman shifted and put the pants on. "I think the neighbor just saw me do that," the Shaman said, looking at Princess B
Two of Queen Lana’s guards ran into the house and force him outside.“Let me die with her!” Prince Deacon demanded, trying to get back into the house.In the distance, you could hear the fire brigade. Prince Deacon knew that there was nothing saving the house or Emily now.The Shaman pretend to be dead for as long as he could and started to crawl out of the burning house, towards the kitchen, hoping that it had a back door like all houses.With his hand on his throat, he started to run through the backyard before climbing over the first wall. ‘That b*tch, I have been serving here for over a millennium and she just tried to kill me as if I am nothing? I will end her,’ the Shaman vowed, ‘but first I need to survive; I need to find Wynn.’ The Shaman went rogue the moment his throat was slit so that Queen Lana and the pack will think him dead.The shaman took out his phone and called Wynn but he was barely able to speak so he put the phone down again and tried to type with one hand while
“There you are. What is that face for?” Prince Deacon asked, when he came into the room, Emily standing with just a towel around her. Prince Deacon had a bunch of red roses in one hand and a guy that looked in his mid-thirties next to him.“Go wait downstairs,” Prince Deacon ordered the guy.“I am not hungry,” Emily said, knowing the guy was to feed on.“But today is your feeding day,” Prince Deacon said, laying the roses down on the vanity table before turning to Emily, and putting his hands on her shoulders, “what is wrong?”“Just thinking about how you have no children and deserve to have children,” Emily said, her eyes sad. Emily decided not to tell him about Wynn’s phone call, knowing he will just make them go on the run and she does not want him to spend his life on the run.“Do you want children?” Prince Deacon asked with a frown.“Does it matter since I can't have any?” Emily asked.“We can get a surrogate,” Prince Deacon reminded her of the time period they live in.“Forget I
The year 2000 and something “I thought you were dead,” Queen Lana said, sitting up on her royal throne when she saw an old acquaintance. “Kerraelas, old friend,” King Makens said, standing up from his throne to greet his Raven friend that looked as young as he does. After the embrace, King Makens signaled his servants to come closer. “What do you want to drink? Are you hungry?” “I am not staying long,” Kerraels said. “Where have you been all this time?” Queen Lana asked. “Does it matter?” Kerraels asked. “What brings you here? A warning? What has your foresight shown to you?” King Makens asked, looking at the serious expression on Kerraels' face. “I have seen many things to come,” Kerraels said. “I heard someone sighted you,” Queen Amirah said, walking in, Prince Andre at her side. “Queen Amirah,” Kerraels said, taking her hand and kissing it. “Prince Andre, how is hybrid life treating you?” Kerraels turned his attention to Prince Andre and shook his hand. “It has its perks
Princess Freda realized that she will have to hide out for a while and birth her children first before attempting to find Emily so she slowly made her way to the nearest harbor to board a ship to Europe and from there it was slow and hot, uncomfortable journey to Egypt. Even though she knew it was risky staying at Queen Zuberi’s palace, she didn’t know where else to go and luckily for her, the palace still carried Gabriella’s spell. Princess Freda was well taken care of by Queen Zuberi’s servants, none of them knowing that Queen Zuberi was dead and she thought it best not to enlighten them, for the sake of her twins. A few months later she gave birth to two healthy babies and instead of finding Emily, she decided it can wait as there was a raging human World War Two going on and the last thing she wanted is to get caught in the crossfire leaving her children without a mother. She was not sure if they were like King Lowe or King Thorvald and knew it will still be a few years before she
‘No!’ Princess thought. ‘King Thorvald is bringing Phoebe over to you,’ Princess Freda mind linked King Lowe desperately. ‘What?’ King Lowe mind linked her back as the door to his cell opened. “She is ripe. Try not to kill her, you don’t want to upset your mate,” King Thorvald laughed, ripping Phoebe’s made-shift dress off her, making her gasp. “Don’t do this,” King Lowe pleaded, smelling Phoebe, feeling his animal instinct ripping through him uncontrollably as he shifted into his werewolf form as the moon reached the tower. “Go on, have s*x with him,” King Thorvald compelled Phoebe before leaving. “No, stay away,” King Lowe yelled. ‘Please control yourself, think about me, please don’t hurt her,’ Princess Freda pleaded in a mind link. ‘She will have to kill me,’ King Lowe mind linked Princess Freda back. ‘There must be another way,’ Princess Freda pleaded. "We claimed each other. Is our bond not strong enough?" 'On a full moon, werewolves can't control themselves,' King Lowe
“How are my two love birds doing?” King Thorvald asked, walking into the cell. “She needs a bed,” King Lowe said, referring to Princess Freda that already looked uncomfortable with her swollen belly. “Whose babies do you think she is carrying? Mine or yours?” King Thorvald asked, putting his ears to her belly, listening to the two babies’ heartbeat. “Get away from her,” King Lowe growled, fighting against his restraints that have been secured to the wall again. “Come,” King Thorvald compelled Princess Freda to follow him. “Where are you taking her?” King Lowe demanded to know. “Didn’t you just demand a bed for her? I am taking her to a bed, my bed,” King Thorvald chuckled. “I am going to kill you!” King Lowe shouted. “Not if I kill you first,” King Thorvald said, grabbing Princess Freda from behind, holding her in a chokehold, and rubbing his hands over her belly, “if these babies are yours, I will no longer have the need for you.” Princess Freda doesn’t fight him, knowing if
King Thorvald went back to the castle and straight to the tower to give Princess Freda the bad news. “Someone is coming. You have to leave now,” King Lowe pleaded with Princess Freda. “What if this time they notice you are not chained to the wall?” King Lowe asked. “What does it matter? I can still break my chains,” Princess Freda said. "Besides, I am compelled not to try and escape. That is why I have to wait for my friend so that she can bring me a shaman necklace,” Princess Freda said. The door opened and King Thorvald walked in with a big smile on his face. “Bad news. I have found Phoebe.” Princess Freda hung her head in defeat with no response. King Thorvald walked over to her and took her arm, bringing her palm to his mouth before sinking his teeth into her. After drinking his fill, he ripped her dress off her and wiped his mouth with it before turning to King Lowe, “Perhaps now you won't be able to resist her.” “He can not even reach me, you moron,” Princess Freda spat, n