All Chapters of The Shrewd King: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

It’s dark already and the three vampires have become more energetic. They have been offering their help to the other warriors a lot. Although every time they did, warriors will squeal at their proximity. Tomorrow is our last day on this island. We are just finishing things up before we leave. They plan to make this place a Pitchford station, but since the plan is not yet final, Princess Kissa’s barrier around the island will do for now. I grunt when I hear Princess Kissa moaning and screaming again. I cover my ears. She should stop being a screamer every time she is in her climax. For the goddess’s sake, does she not get ashamed of it?! I’ve heard from Harbin the etiquettes of being a Princess, and this is not one of them! And damn that Theo! How dare he make her feel so good?! ‘Because you don’t want to be in his bed anymore,’ my mind answers. I shake my head at the frustrating thought. Thankfully, Inanna is approaching. As I spend more time with the vampires, I discover that the

The sea is a symphony. It is a poem of cries and noises and the screaming of gulls and whales. With just its sound, I know we are close to the shore. I close my eyes and take in a deep breath. There is a swirl of sour and sweet smells. I smile. It’s wonderful and, at the same time, terrifying. Werewolves are not meant to be at sea. We should be in the forest, running across the shade of the trees. I open my eyes. There’s still sea for miles, even if I know we will arrive soon–probably tonight. But in the meantime, I will enjoy this scenery, where the sky and sea meet, as if they belong to the same realm. Ami drapes her arms on my shoulders and remarks, “Are you sure that one glass of alcohol is enough for you?” “Yes,” I answer. We turn our attention toward the center of the deck where a long wooden table is erected. The warriors are resting under the sunshades while others are huddled around one end of the table. But some loud ones are laughing and bumping fists with each other e

I am about to open the door when Theo catches my hands. He grabs me around the waist and spins me around, crushing his lips to mine with a fiery intensity. I can feel the passionate longing emanating from him, the desperation to keep me close, as our kiss deepens, sending warmth radiating throughout my body. And yet, even if I am overwhelmed with a deep longing, there is a sense of dread inside. I want to stay in this moment and prolong this, but I know I can’t, so I push against his chest. “What are you doing here, my King?” I ask, panicking at the same time. He presses his lips against mine again in an unbridled display of affection. I feel a wave of pleasure course through my body. “Kaiya, be mine again,” he whispers, his hands cupping my cheeks. “I–” He leans towards me again, and his lips fervently caress mine. His kiss is deep and violent, further stirring up the passion inside. “Stop!” I complain and push against him. He hits the wall in front of us, yet our shared heat

I hesitantly step through the doorway. It quickly becomes apparent why General Brandon sent me here again. Theo is sprawled on the couch, a half-empty bottle of whiskey by his side. His eyes slowly shift toward me, and I feel a wave of unease wash over me. I take in the room’s state. There are empty liquor bottles everywhere, and I can smell his blood. “Kaiya!” he greets. His arms open towards me. “Come and join me!” I glance at him. “King Theo, I–” “Ah, right! You don’t want to. You don’t want to have anything to do with me.” He chuckles and leans on the couch again. “Any reason you are.... h-here?” he slurs. He stands up, but instead of taking a step, he stumbles and hits his head on the table. I flinch. So, that’s why I can smell his blood. I move closer to him and support him to his bed. He reaches for my cheeks and peers into my eyes. I pause. “You aren’t here because you love me,” he whispers. “Or are you?” “I am here because General Brandon asked me to check on you.” “G

“Yes, I saw it,” I admit. “I know what happened to you–what the Blood God did to you.” She bites her lip to keep from crying out loud. I get up from the circle and hug her tightly as I hear her whimper from the pain of having her body ravished by a god. When her body relaxes against me, I pull back to look into her face again. She is afraid to speak, so she closes her eyes and buries her face into my shoulder. “So, this is how you saved me,” she whispers. “The day you saved all of us.” I swallow hard while her body shivers with emotions of regret and sadness. “I’m so sorry, Inanna. I didn’t know,” I whisper. “I could have helped you sooner. But I am not your savior. I am as weak as everyone else.” She pulls back to look at me with a quivering lips and tears in her eyes. “It’s supposed to happen in the future. I don’t blame you for that.” I cup her cheeks and look into her eyes. “The Blood God mentioned the reaping. Do you know about that?” She nods. “Yes, it means the Moon God