Novels by mamatoladinma

Chapter 6Meeting the Murderer.My heart thundered as I walked with the procession. Step after step, Siha to my side, and several maids of Devania to accompany me.The golden bracelets on my wrists jiggled loudly with every step. Cold air hitting the exposed back of my dress. I was on my way to my wedding reception and I was to be introduced to the King.————————“Are you going to explain to me, what the hell that was?” I hissed at Prince Kael through the bathroom door as I paced up and down.Gold eyes! Gold freaking eyes! What does that even make him?!That’s certainly above Lycan status, goddess knows I’ve never known anyone to fully have gold eyes.The bathroom door pushed open and unconsciously I took a step back.Kael stood at the mouth of the door, with his hands in his pockets.I swallowed hard at the sight of him and slowly raised my head.Black. His eyes were black once more. I didn't imagine everything, the dark prince uses contacts to get dark eyes.“Why?” The question left

Chapter 4 My mind whirred as I thought of everything I had heard about him. He was rumored to be the most unattractive among his brothers. He was also the youngest brother and apparently the one most likely to be found between a woman’s sheets. But what had earned him his nickname was his eyes. Rumored to be darker than midnight, they portrayed exactly how weak he was. In our continent, Avaloria, the power of the royal family is reflected in our eyes. The children strong enough to be Lycans are denoted by their light eyes ringed with gold. The more gold a child has, the stronger the child is predicted to become. After Lycans come the alphas. They are very strong and are denoted by their brown eyes with flecks of gold. Next are the Betas. Like Prayan, who has light honey-brown eyes. And then there are the general pack members. Who has dark brown eyes. But even lower than them is Prince Kael. He was born with black eyes. And now I’m married to him. How shameful.

Chapter 3 Selena’s POV My journey to Devania was a silent one. I traveled with my entourage and belongings. Six royal carriages in total. I sat alone in my carriage, unable to draw my feet up. The corset of my wedding dress was right around my ribs. From Calantha to the capital city of Devania took almost a full day. And my mind raced for the entirety of it. What did Nadira mean? Did she do this to me? She wouldn’t, right? I know she might not like me but she’s still my sister. I already knew the answer. Nadira has never thought of me as her sister. Not even once. And if destroying my life meant she wouldn’t have to marry Prince Kael, it was a win-win situation for her that she would do again. The question was, why did Prayan agree to her plan? What could Nadira have said that would make him watch me get married to the dark prince? Hurt filled me over again as my wolf whimpered in pain. The second we drew into the capital, I could tell solely from the difference i

Chapter Two ————- The day of the wedding ————- I can’t breathe. My hands clawed at my chest as I wheezed and gasped on the floor. I’m going to die. I just know it. I can’t live without Prayan. “Selena?! Help me with the princess!” I could hear Mami’s shouts but it felt like I was underwater and connected to a naked source of current. Pain sliced through my center as my mate bond with Prayan began to cleave. “STOP!” Mami begged. “Stop this, please! You’ll kill her!” She was right. I gasped in pain as the room spun about me, going in and out of vision. “Get her off the floor this instant! This is disgraceful!” Baba snapped. I felt hands grab onto me and try to pull me off the floor but it was too late. My chest felt hollow; my mate bond was gone and now my life would follow. Where was Prayan? Would he watch me die? “I’m sorry, Lena,” I heard him whisper in my head for the last time as my wolf howled in pain. Everything went black. ****** “Your majest

Chapter oneI SAT IN SILENCE as my ears pricked up. Listening for any sounds of my new husband.My skin gleamed in the dull light of the room, and the soft scent of rose oil my maids had massaged into it tickled my senses.Prayan loved it when I smelled like roses. My mate and the man I was supposed to marry. The dull sting of my broken matebond shuddered through me.I wished I could cry, then maybe this would all feel better. But I had cried every tear I had inside me and now it felt like I was in a bad dream, waiting every second to be awakened by Mami's teasing voice. Like a prized pig pruned and prepared for her owner, I sat on my matrimonial bed waiting for my new husband.And Prayan. My Prayan had rejected me.My nightdress was a sexy red color. Hand-sewn with gold threads by the best royal designers, it was a gift from my stepmother and I supposed it should make me happy.It had.Just this morning, I had screamed in excitement, blushing hard as I imagined the hot look of des