“I heard you found a royal Lycan Werewolf princess,” Hanna said, bringing him back to reality.“I did, King Juno, I mean Prince Juno, and Princess Jovita has been hiding her,” Deacon said.“Is it true that you stole her from Wynn?” Hanna asked.“Yes,” Deacon admitted.“Wynn seems pretty upset about the fact that I am with Prince Andre,” Hanna said.“Don’t you worry about him, I will talk to him,” Deacon assured her.“Thank you,” Hanna said.“I kind of lost the princess so I have to continue my search for her, but I believe you are in good hands. Hope for you to join us soon,” Deacon said.“Good luck in finding your princess,” Hanna said.“Till we meet again, take care,” Deacon said before leaving.Halfway down the spiral staircase, Wynn caught up with Deacon, “so how do we restore her memory?”“How about we don’t do that? Do you know what that will do to her?” Deacon asked, continuing to walk down the stairs.“Andre does not deserve her. I am going to kill him,” Wynn said.“If you do
Back in Alaska.“I am going to the higher council to take care of a few things. Perhaps I can get a lead on Jessica,” Michael said to Ann, that was sitting in his arms at the compound.“Ok, please call me as soon as you have word,” Ann said, worried sick about Jessica.“I will,” Michael said, leaning in and kissing her soft lips, thinking, ‘I can never get enough of her kisses.’Michael sped off, leaving Ann with her fingers on her own lips, savoring his kiss.Ann walked home, wondering where Paris was and if he was ok. One hybrid already told her he left the higher council a day ago.***Paris was speeding towards Canada and took shelter at Dario and Hanna’s loft for a day before continuing his journey to the location in Canada that he saw in Torvald's memories.‘I just have to see her. I need to know if she is still alive,’ Paris thought, conflicted. ‘Will my feelings change for Ann? No, Ann is my true love, but I need to get closure with Soraya,’ he thought as he neared the locatio
Soraya looked up at him, “tell Merch that he already knows the answer.”“I would like to know the answer as well,” Paris said, holding her eyes.Soraya bit her lip, making Paris smile, thinking, ‘she still does that when she is unsure.’“Do you want to leave here?” Paris asked.“No,” Soraya said, but Paris could see that there were many emotions on her face.“Your face gives you away. I just need to feed to regain my strength and we can be on our way,” Paris said.“Are you mad? Merch doesn’t allow anyone to drink from me, not even he does,” Soraya said.“Why not?” Paris asked.“I don’t know, he just doesn’t, and if a vampire manages to drink from me, he kills them before they can say a word,” Soraya said.“A secret is locked in you and if a vampire drinks from you, they will know what it is,” Paris said.“Sure, that is the obvious reason,” Soraya said.“I don’t have to drink from you to tell you the secret,” Paris said.“Who are you?” Soraya asked, frowning.“Paris,” he gave his name,
“I saw this in your memories, this place,” Soraya said.“It was supposed to be our home. You chose it yourself,” Paris said, smiling.“How long before you think Merch will realize that I am not coming home?” Soraya asked.“What is the longest you have stayed away before?” Paris enquired.“Three hours,” Soraya said.“It's been three hours already, you should bathe so that we can continue our journey,” Paris suggested.“Why should I bath?” Soraya wondered since she was not the one doing all the running.“Your perfume,” Paris said.“I think it is a bit too late for that now,” Soraya said, thinking she should have bathed before they left.“Just go bath. I will go get you something to wear,” Paris said.Paris pulled some of his own clothes from his closet for her to wear, putting it to his nose. “smells old, but will have to do.”“I am leaving the clothes and a towel in the room,” Paris said through the bathroom door.Soraya looked at her surroundings. “Paris, how is it that the water is h
“No, special glass, and it is not my place. It belongs to my former nest leader,” Paris said, cleaning up the mess left behind the last time he was there that was not so long ago, the night that Wynn got his wolf part burned to death.“Former,” Soraya questioned.“Yes, he was wrongfully used as the last sacrifice in the vampire turning ceremony,” Paris said.“How so?” Soraya wondered, lending a hand at cleaning up.“Someone wanted what was his and framed him,” Paris said, cracking the coffee table in half when his fist came down hard on it out of anger.Soraya jumped in fright.“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Paris said, looking at the broken coffee table, thinking back at the day when Hannah and Dario bought it; they had such a huge argument about it that they ask him to choose the coffee table.“Can you fix it?” Soraya asked.“It does not matter, neither one is coming back here ever again,” Paris said.“No, I don’t mean the coffee table. I mean the wrong full doings that happen
Paris was counting down the hours that felt like a lifetime and now and then forced himself to look at Soraya, that was sleeping. ‘I love her, but I love Ann more. Urg, how can I even love if I don’t even have a bloody heart?’ Paris brushed a stranded lock of hair out of Soraya’s face. “It is time to go princess.” Soraya’s eyes fluttered open, and she smiled at Paris, reaching out and touching his face. Paris folded his hand over hers. “ready?” Before Soraya could even respond, he picked her up and sped off, hoping that Merch and his nest won’t catch up to them before he reached Alaska. *** “Wife,” Merch greeted casually when Paris entered the nest house with Soraya in his arms. Soraya’s face went white as the blood drained from her face. Paris's eyes went from Merch to Shysie as he slowly put Soraya down on her feet. “I know you,” Soraya said, frowning at Shysie, but didn’t know from where. “She is your girlfriend. One of them?” Soraya questioned, remembering what she saw w
“Meet Soraya,” Paris said and stood up from the chair he was sitting on. “Soraya meet the new vampire king,” Paris showed toward Michael.“Your wife? I thought she was dead.” Michael frowned, confused. “Where is Ann?”“She left to go look for Jessica,” Paris said.“I thought Wynn and Deacon would have sniffed her out by now,” Michael said with his confused eyes on Soraya, wondering, ‘does this mean Ann is all mine?’“Merch is an excellent tracker. If anyone is going to find this Jessica girl, it will be him.” Soraya shuffled on the edge of the bed where she was sitting.“Merch?” Michael questioned.“Merch is her current husband, and he left with Ann, but he is not a good guy,” Paris said, looking at Soraya.“And you allowed her to leave with him?” Michael stormed out of the room and sped out of the compound.Paris followed him, “she warned him off. She told him she is with the Vampire King, so I doubt he will try anything,” Paris explained, trying to justify his actions.“She really s
Jessica woke up one night and went to the bathroom. While in the bathroom, she felt a cold draft coming from above. She put the lid of the toilet down and stood on it to try and figure out where the draft was coming from.‘Definitely from the ceiling, she thought and pressed against the wood planks. ‘OMW!’ Jessica thought when the plank lifted up without effort. ‘Whoever build this place must have not trusted whomever they build it for,’ Jessica thought as she felt another plank.Jessica carefully moved the planks aside and pulled herself up into the ceiling. Once in the attic, she positioned the planks carefully back. Jessica looked around in the dark but didn’t have to use her wolf sight because the attic had two windows, one that was open that caused the draft. The half-cut moon gave enough light to the attic.‘Is the vampire around?’ She wondered if he was out feeding somewhere since she did hear him leave before she fell asleep. ‘What if I didn’t hear him come back?’ Jessica lis
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