All Chapters of My Werewolf Heartbeat: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

  PART TWO: CHAPTER FIFTY ONE      Lord Jordan Saints POV       I walked out to the wide and beautiful garden and watched as the soothing snow fell upon the white flowers.           The frosty morning breeze blew past my long blonde hair as I caught some snowflakes falling from the grey and cloudless sky.            It seemed like the perfect Christmas morning until I heard my mother scream.         My heart jumped as I raced out of the garden. I followed her voic

The doors were opened and I could see the crowd before me. A crowd of polished men gathered around in with their witty faces staring at me. The guards pulled me back and out of the room but before they could shut the door, I heard a deep supercilious voice telling the guards to leave me. The guards dropped me on the floor, harshly, then turned away, shutting the mighty doors of the council room. I helped myself up to my feet, despite my newly bruised elbow which bled slightly and stung me. On the floor at my front was Maribel, with her face and body bloody and bruised up. She was on her knees and was chained all around like an animal. I glared deeply at Chris who looked suddenly embarrassed as he couldn't even look at me. "Who are you? And what do you want?" I heard the cracked, gravy voice of an old man ask. "You can't tell you've risked your life daring to barge into this gathering all for nothing. So, don't waste our time and spit out yo

Hillary's POVI woke up with an aching head and an exhausted body.        Where am i? I wondered as I stared around.       Ordinarily, I would have said I was in a majestic room, but with the drip stands and the hospital equipments around, I knew I was in some kind of home clinic.        I tried rising up despite my pounding head. "Damn!" I exclaimed as I recalled everything that had happened earlier.        "Maribel?" I said as I struggled to sit down.    &

"My mother?"       This couldn't be true. My mother was dead. Gladys had told me months ago in that foul-smelling cellar. But did she actually tell me… or did I just assume that my mother was dead.   Flashback: When I saw her, I threatened that if she alerted the guards outside, I would end the both of you in my arms. She loved the two of you too much, so I was able to control her. I led her out of the safehouse and then into my rickety car and then...I took her to the famous Lycans and sold her as a sex slave for a few bills.      Now I remembered. Gladys

Although it has been years since that had happened, it was still so real and fresh in my memory, like it had happened a few moments ago.         My father, Cornelius Saints, had been a great king and a great friend to his people, but I, Lord Saints, have been a greater king, emperor, master and god of all supernaturals, and I have done a better job in protecting my people. I'd ruled for almost two decades with no occurrence of war, which beats every history of every other king. I'd brought order into the supernatural world, I'd created a balance between supernaturals and humans, something that had always been a problem for all the past rulers.           But now, after almost twenty years of peace, a sign of chaos threatened it's way into my world, and the source of