Novels by moharuna006

Chapter 18 Hera’s POV I followed Eleazar, the only thing my perturbed mind was able to do correctly. His hand around me was a little tight making me realize he was not as calm as he portrayed himself to be.And the knowledge of that unsettled and comforted me at the same time.We got into the car and he ordered the driver to return to our quarters, his hand was still around mine but he hadn’t looked at me even once since we had left the dungeon. I let him be, my head swirling with enough thoughts already.I could not even pick one point to concentrate on, it was like a tornado had occurred in my head and the strong wind was sending my thoughts spiraling in every possible and even the impossible directions.“Do you perhaps have some kinks I should know about?”I heard Eleazar ask, his voice managing to slice through my muddled thoughts.I turned to him, maybe a little too quickly as the muscles around my neck snapped making me s

Eleazar’s POVBeing different makes you a target, I had learnt that the hard way.Watching Hera absorb the witch’s words reminded me of myself, barely 12 but newly shifted.The witch’s surrounding me, their eyes saying what their mouth couldn’t.The fear in her eyes, the way she bit on her lips so hard in order to stop herself from reacting reminded me of myself, in my wolf form from the waist down and human above.A part of me thought of soothing the fist she was clenching under the table but another part, the part that still ached from the fingers that were always pointed towards me, pointed out how useless that would be.A person cannot be comforted for being who they are, doing that only makes them feel like they had been wronged by the gods and cannot do anything about it.So I sat, my face expressionless as I listened to the witch dump one bad news after another hoping beyond her prophetic nonsense, there would be something worth keeping her alive for.Hera turned to me and the

Chapter 16 Hera’s POVThe witch was held in a different section of the dungeon, a deeper, darker and colder section.Once we were outside her cell, I stopped, took in a sharp breath before I turned to Eleazar.Let’s go in I told him, the sound of our feet rustling below us.He nodded at the guard in front of the cell to open the door while he told his bodyguard ti stay behind.Once the heavy metal door groaned open, the knot in my throat felt significantly bigger and heavier but I ignored it, focusing all my attention on the task before me.“If you show fear, they will feast on it.” Eleazar as words ran through my head and I willed myself to be braver than I have ever after-all, I had asked him to give me this chance and to simply remain by my side as I navigate my way.The room was quite dark but perhaps due to the chronic exposure to the low lightning of the entire dungeon, it was quite easy for me to pick her small form curled against

Hera’s POVI walked by Eleazar’s side, my purple gown, slim fitted against my body, the hand slim running to my sleeves and meeting my lacy black gloves. Eleazar wore a black Italian suit, the buttons and cuff links golden and today his mask was a gold streaked black.I blushed as I remembered when he had first walked out of that closet while I had his walked out of the bathroom.His eyes had roamed my body. From my wet hair to my feet clad in a pink fluffy slippers and unlikely usual self, I found my eyes roaming his too.I couldn’t be blamed, the man was unfairly attractive, his presence annoyingly demanding my unwilling audience.He could stun anybody into staring and the mask could not make him any less.I was the first to clear my throat, making him blink quite startled. I didn’t need to be told, the air between us was charged.He had moved away but not before telling me he would be waiting in the living room.I nodded trying my best to seem unaffected.That ritual must really h

Hera’s POV “You should sleep in.” I heard Eleazar say.He had just walked out of the bathroom and was drying his hair with a towel in front of the mirror. A white shirt clung to his broad back outlining just how muscular he was beneath. His muscles flexed with each movement making me stare. Realizing what I was doing, I turned away clearing my throat, heat spreading through my chest.That ritual must have messed with my head.“I am fine now.” I said as I made to stand from the bed.He turned to me, his blue silk mask on his face.“Don’t be stubborn.” He said and I only rolled my eyes before standing up.“One time vulnerability doesn’t make me a damsel in distress, Alpha.”He stood for a moment, his eyes roaming my body as if trying to assess if I really was as fit as I claimed.I put my hand on my waist, in a bid to prove my point. I have a debt to collect from the Queen dowager, I couldn’t do that if I laid here all day.He shook his head before he turned away.“We leave together

Hera’s POV I stirred, a moan leaving my mouth due to the amount of pain the movement inflicted on me.I could hear a faint voice perhaps from a distance and I yearned to lean closer to hear what it was saying.I tried to move my body, to scoot closer to the voice but my body felt heavier than ever like I was being pinned to the bed. A helpless whimper left my mouth as I pushed again and like my efforts gad finally borne fruits, the voice sounded closer.It was a deep voice, velvety, something like a low rumble and a whisper combined in one. I could now make out what it was saying. It called my name, again and again, the desperation in it more obvious with each call. I tried to force my eye open but they felt too heavy, I made to move my hands, to feel for the voice but all the strength I could muster did not even raise a finger.What is wrong with me?Why can’t I move?What happened?Bile was beginning to rise in my throat and my hands were growing sweaty as panic began to set in.