All Chapters of The demon wolf’s Affair: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

NeemSince that unfortunate evening, I have withdrawn back into my shell. On the way from the throne room where I just served the king yet again, this time being just my blood, I grit my teeth and try to contain my anger. I should be choosing my two days of break of soon and I’ll make sure to bring my first one forward. Right now, I crave Aden, his gentle touch, his welcoming passion. I wish he was here to erase the king’s touch from my skin. Every time I remember him my skin crawls. He literally forced himself on me, and since that evening yesterday, I’ve lived in fear that I will be summoned privately again. “You’re trailing blood down the hall!” Sera’s voice snaps and I glance up to find her clipping her way towards me. I’m grateful she took my tongue. If I opened my mouth and spoke to her, my words would be as sharp and barbed as iron. I glance behind me at the trail and shrug. How about someone else clean them? That’s their own job isn’t it?I nod briefly to her and make my w

CelineThis night, I tell myself. My journey on the road will end tonight. By early tomorrow, I should be safely in my own pack. I ride hard on a horse while Cain lopes beside me in his wolf form. Since we stepped foot out of Blood-bound pack, we have not taken even a minute rest. I know how fast Lor is. When he finds out I’m gone and he comes after me, he will catch up if we take the littlest stop. That is why I created the distraction. I took my packed box afterall, and asked for a carriage. Staining one of my clothes with my scent, I put them all in the carriage and set a course for my pack. Out of sight of anyone from Bloodbound however, I took a horse and took a shortcut with Cain while the carriage continued towards our pack. He will chase after the carriage long before he knows I’m not on it. But with every mile we cover, away from his territory, I feel sick and I grow weak. I hide it of course. A little sickness will not take me back to the most toxic environment I’ve ever s

Emma“What use have we of a premature wolf?” The male that Reenan brought me to rages. His face turns a darker shade of red every time he glances at me, like I make him furious by just existing. I cower against the far wall, wrapping my arms tight around myself. I’ve not tried to attack him after the first time. After so many blows, I’ve quickly learnt my place. I am officially a stray, homeless and unwanted. “I couldn’t very well kill the bitch.” Reenan rants. “Though I would have loved to.” He sends me a dark look that makes me fold in on myself.Some of those times when I attacked him with the force of my rage, I almost wished he would accidentally kill me. I would be welcomed by my parents and the goddess would smite him to dust. Other times, I thought I should take my own life but ultimately my cowardice won. I stayed alive and bore the brunt of the humiliation. I was too weak, too afraid to follow after my parents. “Well, find some damn use for the girl.” The man barks and pa

Celine I sit with all the ease of an overstrung band. My father and Lor size each other up and the tension is so thick I’m choking on it. I’m not sure what I will do if they suddenly break into a fight, get between them maybe to stop them from killing each other, something that looks like it could happen any moment. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t challenge you to a duel.” Father grits out and my anxiety sky rockets. This is so not what I imagined when I thought of the moment these two men would meet. Lor glances at me and I keep my face neutral. However, I’m sure they can all hear my heart pounding. “Because it would hurt Celine.” He says. My heart stutters and my gaze burns into his profile. What does he care if I’m hurt? What amount of hurt can he serve me now that he hasn’t already done in the last month?“You care about her as much as I do so I assume the last thing you want to do is hurt her by forcing her to watch us go for each other’s throats.”Fucking bastard. I pro

Neem“You were summoned by the Prince.” Sera says, barging into my room unannounced. I nod and put down the brush with a shaking hand. I’m trying to hide how delighted I am by the news, that he is healthy enough to ask for me again. He survived!I was worried when there was no more news of him. Everyone was ordered out and since then it has been silence. I brush past Sera and yelp when her hand snaps out to grip mine. Her face is squeezed slightly, like she is chewing on a bitter thought. “Neem, don’t...”I wait, my heart pounding. Her eyes search mine and I wait for her to finish her statement because it is the first time she will be speaking to me that is not an order to go serve the king or prince. She releases my hand instead and the moment passes. She straightens and resumes her professional expression. “Go on, don’t keep the prince waiting.”I fight the urge to rub my arm where she touched me and nod, getting out of the room fast. What was she going to say? What does the fem