All Chapters of The Dragon King's Chosen Bride: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

The goblet was dragged out of her hand and the next thing she knew, the wine was splashed on her face. The man’s grip around her chin vanished as his lady changed her sitting position to straddle him. “Don't look at her, look at me.” She whined and pressed a kiss to his lips, while the others laughed at her display of jealousy.Now that the attention was no longer on her, Belladonna staggered to her feet, slightly trembling as she raced out of the room hoping that no one would notice her.The laughter of the men and women in the room followed behind her like gongs of mockery; just as the gaze of the man that held her chin did the same with a spark of curiosity, confusion and something that shouldn't be there. He snapped his attention away from the valueless servant, and pulled the female away from him, instead he pushed her against the table, his hand around her neck. She squirmed in delight, as some of the goblets her presence on the table had disrupted, bounced off the table to t

The Priest paced back and forth through the passage, looking out for their return. Midnight was only a couple of minutes away. Where could they be? They should be returning by now? Where were they?An almost silent chuckle was heard from behind him. It was Nyka, she was leaning against the rocky wall of the passage, victory and mockery dancing in her black eyeballs under the light of the moon that managed to seep into the tunnel. “Where is your Heir now,” she paused and held his gaze, “Uza?”The Priest frowned, knowing that she had intentionally not called him his title.This was an insult to his vision, his ability and the fact that he had brought in the Heir— a prophecy that she obviously didn't believe in. “Soon.” The Priest said, tucking his trembling hands into his black robes. “Very soon. They will be here very soon.”“Will they?” She asked, her voice laced with laughter. “They have been gone for such a long time. Maybe there is something holding them back.” Her voice became

The Lycan’s Realm. ____The Princess promised Aniya to help her find a way to escape but up till now, there had been nothing of such from her. Instead, all the Princess had done was bring to her more dresses, shoes and different jewelries. These things were useless to Aniya, all she wanted was to go back to her own realm.Nevertheless, she appreciated the Princess' gifts. The clothes and shoes for her son were also useful. Of all the gifts the Princess had given her, the one she loved the most was the veil. It felt good to be hiding behind someone once again especially knowing how much judgment she would get from her hideous face. The treatment they gave her here was worse than back in Inaymi. Back there, their words were sympathetic but here, their words were harsh and cruel. It was so much better to have a veil over her face once again. She wouldn't have needed the veil at all but the Princess was insistent on taking her around the castle, something Aniya didn't object to. If

A shudder of fear went through her. She ensured to keep her gaze on the floor but his hand forcefully held her chin with his hand and made her look up at him through the tiny nets of her black veil, while his claws dug lightly into her skin. From the corner of her eyes, she could see him set down his goblet to pull off her veil. Her big brown eyes widened with fear, and she tried to pull away but his tight grip. The giggling of the women sitting at his feet, filled her ears along with Oana’s whisper for her to just obey and submit to the Alpha’s actions. He yanked the veil from her face and tossed the small piece of cloth to the floor. Their gaze met, and immediately a ringing sound filled her ears.A kind of rage rushed through her veins and suddenly, she wasn't on her knees anymore, instead she was on her feet, unstable though as it felt like the dining room was spinning around her. She blinked, just at the moment to catch a glimpse of Ikrus’s glare as he took Arlo from Oana.

Darkness. It was all they could see.There was nothing before them, nothing behind, nothin above and nothing below. It was like they were in a void, not falling any longer, just hovering in mid air. Flames emerged from the fingertips of Alaris’s hand but they disappeared as quickly as they appeared, like a great wind that easily snuffed off a candle. Only that the wind didn't exist here. Here, there was nothing… but them. Alaris tried again but the same thing happened.The third time also led to failure but this time around, there was something else. He could sense it. A presence. He pulled Belladonna closer, ensuring that his hold around her was secured. “I hate invisible things.”“At least now you know how I felt,” she whispered back. “That was for your benefit, Nightshade. If not, my beauty would have captured your heart, there would be none left for your poor Eli.”Swoosh!Something she passed. Belladonna trembled lightly in his hands. “We are not alone,” she whispered,