All Chapters of Enslaved Princess of the Lycan King: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

SERAFINA. "You drove me crazy, Serafina. You don't know how crazy I went when I was told you were unconscious. I thought I was going to lose you. It scared my shitless and I just...I fucking lost it. I was stupid enough to think I didn't need you. That I could do without you and that you meant nothing to me." I was still sinking in the words he had time me before he left. I was definitely not in my right senses when I heard his heartfelt confessions. It was probably my mind playing games with me. It had to be. But here he was, seated right beside me with my tray of food on his lap as he spooned food into my mouth. He fed me like I was a little baby. With so much tenderness and carefulness. One of the easily sexiest things he'd done had to be when he wiped off the mayonnaise that stained my lips and licked it up. I felt weak to my knees. It was all true. He really was treating me so softly. It made my chest squeeze. It made me feel good but it didn't eliminate the conflicting though

SERAFINA. My body was wrapped in a red ball gown. I was seated before the large bay window in Zahir's room and all I could identify myself as was a mannequin. Dahlia helped in taking off my dress and I moved over to the bathroom before slipping into the hot tub and basking in the warmth of this scented water. I closed my eyes and leaned against the marble tub, plunging back into my thoughts. Yes. I saw myself as one. A painted woman who had gone from believing in the sheer power of love, passion and desire to a woman who sat and waited from morning till night for her master to return so she could serve him her body that had marinated all day to be ravished by him. How strange did that feel? That a woman who thought there was something between her and a man had suddenly become whom she dreaded the most. A mistress. I couldn't get used to it. It felt so weird now to walk beside Zahir when he needed me, to feel the judgmental gazes of the people on me as we wa

ZAHIR. A search team had been organized to search for Lord Timottee. Ever since his disappearance a few days ago, I knew something was wrong. This morning, I had woken up really early to get ready for the council meeting. I had asked the elders to assemble at the courts this evening. Once I was done, I immediately left the Palace, going over to the council hall. Large double doors were opened and I walked in to see that all of the elders were already waiting. I walked through the red carpeted aisle, towards my throne before taking a seat and asking one of the guards to shut the doors. I began to speak as the bang faded into nothingness. "You all are definitely wondering why I called for a meeting out of the blue." "It is not unusual for the Alpha King to call for a meeting," One of the elders spoke, the others agreeing to what he said. "Firstly, I'd like to inform everyone that I paid a visit to the human Kingdom as was requested but there was nothing unusual aft

SERAFINA THE PAST The smell of hibiscuses wafted into my nose as its fresh petals slipped into my pigtails. I was dressed in a pale pink satin dress, with a pair of ivory white shoes embossed with gold and a pair of light pink socks matching the dress. A silver crown slipped into my hair before I stood on my feet. "You look beautiful, Serafina," Angela, my favorite maid, said as she made my hair sleeker. I giggled and turned to the door with an expectant smile. I was patiently waiting for my mother to arrive. She had promised to be here as soon as I was ready for the picnic. We had planned it a day before, writing down a list of snacks and drinks we were going to carry along with us. Today was my birthday and a picnic was the perfect celebration for my eight birthday. "There's a fluff in your hair," Angela came behind me and pulled off a pink fluff from my hair. "The cherubs must have visited last night." I giggled and nodded. Cherubs were a fictional creature my mother had read

ZAHIR. Today has been a long day. I'd spent most of my day following Steven's lead. After the tab we had on Lord Timottee's movements, I knew I couldn't just let a day pass. So we'd investigated, getting information of his movements and how he'd been alternating between the witch's coven and Hera's hut. I wasn't too bothered about his visits to Hera. I was more bothered about the fact that he was frequenting the witch's coven. There was something off about his visit to her coven. Everything got stranger when we got news of her disappearance. She'd been gone for a few days now and I even had to wait for her to return, giving up after waiting for so long. My patience had waned but I had asked Steven and some of my men to stay back. They had taken positions in hidden places, watching out for Lord Timottee so they could lay an ambush on him. If we couldn't solve one problem, then we could solve the other. One of the main reasons I had decided to leave after waiting was the