Todos los capítulos de Slave Mate Of The War God: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Third person povDamon and the men have been so busy ever since the recent attacks from the Rogues of the dark forest. A constant enemy they have been over the years. Time flies so quickly, Damon Williams had been only 10 years old when he was sent away, it was not the wish of his mother but that of the first queen. Someone had to leave and be groomed and not wanting her only son whom she wants to be king to face the cruelty of war and the dangers of living far away in the barracks without safety and guards, she chose his most prominent rival. Since the king had been in a bad health condition during that period, it did not surprise anyone when Damon Williams, the second prince and favorite son of the king had been the chosen one. Queen Emma cried, she wept for days and nights but there was nothing she could do. Gertrude was not only the queen but the first wife of the king. She was only a concubine and with such a statue she could not protect her children from the laws of the land o

Third Person pov.Ever since Damon and his men departed, the capital had not had stability. The rate of crime seems to be increasing by the minute. As Prince Philip and his mother played a great role in whatever schemes they were hatching, Emery was rather busy trying to help the authorities seek out the problems. Prince Edward lay in bed too tired to lift a muscle. Just like Philip, he did not feel good about staying back in the capital while Damon and Kurt could go off and make a good reputation for themselves before the people. ‘’My prince, dinner is served” an omega announced. ‘’I have no appetite” Prince Edward announced, as he walked his way to the bathroom. The coldness of the shower did not take his worry away. Rather it made him think deeper. Everyone was aware Damon was the most favored son and his chances of sitting on the throne were higher than none other. He did not want to lose to him. It was their time to shine. Unlike the others, he is the most hated, the unfavored,

Third-person POV. Damon and Emery have never been at odds. They were siblings who knew how to handle their differences without causing a big rokus out of small incidents. The reason why they were considered the very best siblings of the William royal home. Emery could not bring her head around the idea of her brother taking his mate to the barracks. Unlike the others, she had been there a couple of times. Damon had not always been commander and before he attained the top position, she had watched her brother suffer like a commoner. She was one of those who never supported Damon leaving the capital, but the decision was never theirs to make. Emery stared at the soup pot hard enough for Madam Grace to take the spoon off her hands. “Princess you know this is not where you're supposed to be '' Madam Grace pleaded. While Emery was down to earth like her brother, the maids did not want to abuse her kind nature towards them. She was royalty so there were some chores she should never lay h

Unknown pov. The night had been a long one, seranda slept like a baby in the arms of her mate. The ride back to the barracks was a calm one for him and her. Staring into her windy-blowing face with soft cheeks and red blush, strangely he could not get enough of her. This feeling was new yet comforting to Damon. Black rode into the camp quietly as the men assembled to welcome the god of war back. He paid no attention to them, he was rather focused on getting the sleeping princess in his arms a more comfortable bed to lay on. “Take care of Black and fetch me Nathan” “Yes my lord '' Damon instructed, walking away with the woman in his arms. They had all been surprised when he had rode off like the speed of lightning but never had they expected him to come home with a woman. “Did you see her? Oh, I tell you she is beautiful '' a guard informs his subordinate. The Barracks were not some gossip center, they barely got news from the outside world if it did not concern war and attacks. Ge

Seranda’s Pov. I wish the ground would open up and swallow me whole. I held on to my cheeks covering my redness. This was all new but I knew I was burning up. I haven't gotten to read more books since I was saved but I did read enough in captivity to know I was feeling something for my mate. The attraction and thoughts that lingered in my mind were daring and tempting. Trying them out was certainly not an option but... Oh my, how I wish I could. I want to feel him, I want to touch his chest and play around with his buttons. I want to fondle his hair and watch his eyes gaze at me like I am the only one available. I don't know how much time passed, but the stares at me were enough to know it had been a long time. My hands are on his buttons and my tips caressing his chest. “How about not only my chest but every other part of my body?'' His words rang through my ear but his warm breath against my skin was all I could think of. I love how warm I feel in his arms and the goosebumps bolt