All Chapters of Stuck between the Royal Wolves: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Nikolai“Your Highness! Your Highness!” The scribe in a long white robe that made him look more of a mushroom than anything wheezed as he burst through the huge double doors of my throne room making me snap my head up from where I had rested it on my hands.“What is it?” I hissed, watching the furry heads of the wolves present whip around to face the doors as the sinewy wolf fell at my feet.“Wolves from the lowlands Your Highness, soldiers reported seeing your brother getting carted off by the rogues,” The man cried, and I felt my heart sputter to a stop in my chest before the crowd started to murmur.What the hell kind of trouble had Tophas gotten himself into now? I gritted my teeth as the scribe rushed through the other status reports my mind whirling with the possibilities of what could happen to my brother.I hated the blonde bastard’s guts, but it didn't mean I wanted him to be carted off and used for whatever abominations Gobar fancied these days.“Blasted heavens, this is bad

Alpha Toph“Tell your goons to release me,” I gritted at the dark descendant through clenched teeth, breathing in the rustic brine of his scent that seemed to coil the hairs in my nose.We were still at the clearing beyond the forests, the ratty lowlands after the three city castles where Gobar and his goons were holding me, hostage. Man, I would have sworn pigs could fly if I ever had to believe I would have descended so low that some dim-witted humpback goons would drag me across forest plains and I wouldn't be able to do jack-shit about it, to rip them to shreds the way I would have back when I had my alpha powers.I watched the dark descendant wave the beasts away just as the pressure around my shoulders and arms reduced.“Gah,” I groaned, twisting life back into the biceps that had grown fat and numb before rising to my feet slowly to face the dark wolf.“My my, Tophas, rejected prince of the burning city, aren't you a sight for sore eyes.” Gobar drawled, the black sheepskin kil

Nikolai“Ugh,” I groaned, feeling red-hot pain spread through the sides of my head as I moved to sit, feeling winded as something pressed heavily against my chest.Heck, I must have slept off after my tryst with Raya, I glanced down to see that I still had my hands wrapped securely around her midriff, her small pink nipples puckering in the cold air of the room.“Shit,” I breathed, feeling my breath catch in my throat at the sight of the maiden. She was so damned beautiful, with dark hair that wound around her slender olive-toned body, her dark eyelashes that caressed her high cheekbones fluttered slightly as I moved my arm from underneath her.“Easy,” I breathed, watching her bow-shaped pink lips pucker delicately and resisting the urge to press my lips to her mouth, feeling the hollow at the pit of my stomach open up.How long had we been asleep? “Heck,” I whispered as I tugged on the dark capri pants I had discarded in a rush during our tryst, drawing the thick duvet of the comfo

Judith The MaidI couldn't help it, the thing inside me just kept itching as I walked down the corridor, feeling my insides sting with shame and embarrassment until I turned around, heading back to the room, determined to give the nasty woman a piece of my mind.Who the hell did Miss Olivia think she was to talk to me like that? “Bitch,” I muttered, palming the sore spot on my cheeks and almost to the room when the sound of hushed voices bleeding through the doors made goosebumps spread on my skin.I felt my breathing come faster as I inched forward, feeling my breasts mash into the hard door before my ears were suctioned to it.I couldn't believe my ears, as I only then realized that it was Sir Whitecastle I passed by on my way out.The man who had called Miss Olivia ‘Livie’. For some reason, I couldn't bring myself to get the endearment out of my head.Since when did the two royals become so close?I remembered something my old ma, bless her soul, told me a good long while ago. Abo

Alpha Toph“W-what is this Gobar? What's going on?” I wheezed frantically, struggling to release myself from his minion's iron grip and wincing in pain when their talons dug into my flesh.“This dear good old friend is the conversion chamber, where we do all the work of the dark moon,” Gobar drawled, the heavy thud of his footsteps on the cave floor filling my ears as I squinted into the darkness, trying to follow his towering shadow frame with my wolf eyes and failing to.I could feel my spine tingling before I heard a loud cracking sound and blinked through the stars that bled into my eyes from the bright wash of fluorescent light that flooded the cave room.I turned my head to see the Shadowling king still holding onto a piece of white string dangling from the ceiling.The room was small and smelled faintly of something metallic, something that stayed in the back of your throat long after the source had been removed, like blood and bile.I could tell the walls had been scrubbed dow