All Chapters of Banished With His Heir: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

My body has never felt pain like this. It feels like I’m being stabbed over and over again at every inch of my body.  Every move I make, even if it’s barely considered a movement, there is like a surge of electricity that travels all throughout my nerves. I know it’s because of all the silver surrounding me. The chains that are used to bind me burns through my skin. The walls make me feel weak just by looking at them. The bars of this prison cell taunt me, make me remember every second that I’m trapped here with no escape.  The life of freedom that I once lived was taken away from me in the blink of an eye.  Until now, I have a hard time understanding what really happened becau

It shouldn’t be like this. None of it should. I thought my life was going so perfectly until everything was turned upside down.  Just three weeks ago, I was getting ready to spend my son’s birthday and in the blink of an eye, everything had changed before I could even understand what was going on.  Now I’m here, alone, trapped, and with nobody to confront with what I had just discovered about Titus and the fact that I may be living my last few hours of my life on Earth.  Nothing felt… real.  “Fuyu…” I confided in my head, closing my eyes, and trying my best to bring out my wolf.  

River Colden I didn’t think it could happen so soon, and though it still felt surreal, I took in everything that was happening as much as I could in fear of it being taken away from me out of nowhere. “Have you ever gone inside one? A treehouse?” I asked Neo who was seated next to me, a bowl of chips in between his legs as his eyes were glued on the television screen where kids formed a club inside a treehouse. It was day two since Keira had disappeared and while I was of course worried, the best thing I could do during this situation was to keep Neo safe and ultimately, take his mind away from the fact that his mother wasn’t here yet. It did take a while for him to warm up to me, but after what Titus said to him yesterday, I brought out some toys and we began to play together. Zane would join from time to time, but he was more focused on helping in regards to Keira’s disappearance. Neo shook his head. “I didn’t even know they existed!” He said as his eyes lit up as he continued

My head felt like it was being smashed by Thor’s hammer constantly and my throat was as dry as the Sahara desert. “Water… water…” I managed to mumble as I let my hand out, trying to reach for something, anything. A few seconds later, I hear some noise at the side and a straw is placed near my lips. Without thinking of anything else, I quickly take long sips to quench my thirst. “Slowly, slowly or you’ll choke on the water.” The deep voice said and hearing that as well as coming back to my senses because I was no longer dehydrated made me realize that I was not alone in the room. After getting enough water, I push myself to open my eyes and that’s when I see a familiar face smiling back at me. “Zane…” I say barely audible as I’m still trying to get my voice back. It sounded rough and coarse like I have somehow been screaming for three hours non stop. “Hey, don’t talk so much yet. You’re still healing. Do you want ginger and lemon tea? It’s good for your throat.” Zane asks as

“Why is your hair white? Are you old?” Trinity asked as he looked at Zane like he’s a television show character and not a real live person. Zane let out a soft laugh. “Come on now, I’m a young buck. Just like everyone here, including you, have different shades of red on your hair, back in my Pack we have shades of white, silver, and blonde.” “Oh… You’re like Elsa!” Trinity squealed. “Do you know Let It Go? Can you sing it? Pretty please? Can you make ice come out of your hands too? Please, Uncle Zane!” Trinity stood up from the blanket we had laid out on the grass and started singing and twirling around, her tutu skirt swirling around with her. It reminded me of Elura and Wynter. Trinity would gush if she ever saw the two because she’d think they were really Elsa. “Yeah, Uncle Zane, go and sing with her.” I said to the already blushing-from-embarrassment man next to me. “Alright, alright, but if any of this appears online, I’m suing for emotional damage.” He announced before