At the castle, Penelope stood at the wide entrance of the west building as she watch the enormous warrior men and Queen Isle and Beta Kappa leading them in the front. It was obvious they were going to war, she had heard about the rumor from the maids in the kitchen. Penelope tugs her lips into a frown as she recalls last night, Jeffery had spent the night in the queen's room and there was nothing she could do about it. "That wicked woman, I just wish I could be able to kill you Isle, and then, feed your flesh to the dogs," she murmurs lowly, her hands cracking into fists. Hence, Penelope briskly storms towards the cell where Jeffery was locked up this morning —She walks past the guards who stood at the doorpost, and she got to the cell. "Alpha!" She halted at the cell door, and she bowed. Jeffery was sitting on the dirty floor of the cell, he hugged his legs to his chest with his face buried on his knees. "What are you doing here, Penelope?" He asked, noting her presence. "I cam
It was a bright morning, the sunlight shone into the queen's room as she was being treated by the royal physician. Princess Danika and Prince William could be seen in her room too, they were keeping an eye on the royal physician who was doing his job. "How is she?" Prince William worriedly asked him. He hadn't said anything ever since he came in, and the room was becoming intense. "She's getting better, my prince!" The royal physician assures, and then, pulls away from the queen's bed as he hurriedly began to pack his medical kits. "....her wound is severe but she will heal in no time," he added, and prince William nods in understanding. Princess Isabella simply remained silent, her small eyes were staring at her sister who lay helplessly on the bed with her eyes closed as if she was sleeping. "I heard she went to a way against the Vampire kingdom," prince William said, turning aside to face his sister. "Yes, I heard about it too," she simply mouthed. The royal physician car
"Forgive me mate, but I'm not gonna tell you anything," Lilith stated, and she turned around to leave the room since she was already feeling uncomfortable around him. However, Beta Kappa dragged her back and she landed on his chest as she let out a panicking gasp. "Do you wanna die?" He angrily said. "Are you willing to kill your mate just to have power to the throne, huh?" Lilith says, eyeing him and Beta Kappa instantly lets go of her arm. "I love you but you also need to help me out!" Beta Kappa roars to her face and Lilith tensed up. "...those kids don't know how to rule, that fucking throne needs someone more outstanding and more capable," he gruffly told. "I understand!" Lilith took a deep breath. "...but still, you need to take your time. Listen to me, Isle is not someone ordinary, she's not an easy game to you can defeat," she told and Beta Kappa snaps his head to her. "I need you to tell me the truth," he suddenly demands, walking closer to her as he leans his head forw
Right inside the castle, clicking footsteps could be heard, it was revealed to be a guard as he marched to the queen's room. His expression stiffened, and his left hand clutched the handle of a sword which was been stuck in its sheath. His presence screams that of nobility as he got to the corridor of the queen's chamber. Therein, he met two able-bodied guards, stationed at the door which was made of silver ornate. "I wish to speak to the queen!" He said huskily, his voice thick and high as he anticipates a response. A silence, an icy silent steps in. "Come in!" The ecstatic voice, grumbles inside. Instantaneously, the door was being opened for him to step in. Walking into the golden room, his eyes were welcomed first by the heavenly beauty on the queen-sized bed. - The queen. Queen Isle in her glory, she donned a blue lacy gown which exposed her right leg as it was been crossed over the other. Her head rested on the golden headboard while she fiddled with the white marble ba
Momentarily, Queen Isle arrived at the rusty dungeons alongside Shawn, who walked beside her. The hefty guards who caught her cold sight quickly bowed down in reverence. She's the tyrant queen, no one tempts her to look into her eyes. No one dares retaliate at her, and no one dares step on the path she chooses to walk on. She's the word, dignity, and prestige itself. "THE QUEEN HAS ARRIVED!" Shawn declared openly, his voice resonating in the dungeon. Queen Isle scoffed mindlessly, she ambled elegantly as her eyes were being scrutinized by the wounded men, women, and children in the dungeons. Their bodies were smashed with blood, injuries here and there on every inch of their bodies. And no matter how she hates to admit it; indeed, the werewolf's kingdom had fought a valiant battle against her battalions. These souls were once Alpha Jeffery's people, but now they are her slaves and they were meant to do as she wishes and pleases. Nevertheless, Queen shrugged every thought off her
Alpha Jeffery... No, Jeffrey. He is a slave now and not a royalty. It is not lenient for him to accept who he is now. But then, he has no choice but to accept the reality as he was being dragged like a criminal along the hallway. "I can walk!" He growls at the guards, his voice bleeding anger and pure turmoil. His harsh disruption prompted the guards to move frighteningly away from him. Jasper heaved, he walked on in a trudge, not like a slave but like a king who he was. On the other far end of the hallway, a short-aged woman appeared as she progressed towards them. Her left hand was elbowed and a bunch of clothes was positioned on her arm. "Alpha Jeffrey!" She called tearfully on seeing him. "Lady Macbeth," Jeffery called back in what seemed to be a husky groan. He hopped on his feet, halting on his track. His blue orbs were darkened, and dejected pain was written all over him as he gazed back at the older woman. "I heard what happened," she told him and then, she faced th
Henrietta's excruciating wailing continues outside the room. Jeffrey was deeply hurt and pained to the depth of his heart. His lips tremble immensely, and his thick breathing evades hots winds to her Queen Isle's face. Jeffrey's manly hands fisted, and he felt the huge impulse to malevolently attack Queen Isle. However, he couldn't take drastic action because his wife, his unborn child, and his species would suffer greatly for it. "Strip or your wife would die as an outcome of your stubbornness!" She warned with an indignant face. She frowned at him daringly, Jeffrey was left with no option but to do what he was instructed to do. Unhurriedly, his sturdy hands undid his buttons and his shirt fell freely to the marble floors. Revealing his large abs, his stripped chest shows off his thick veins and muscles. A few strands of brown hair adorned his chest. Meanwhile, Jeffrey kept his blue eyes on queen Isle who ogled disgustingly at him. A crucial smirk stretched on Queen Isle's l
Shawn emerged into the room. Quickly, he wavered his head away from the heavenly naked sight of the queen. "Take this reeking slave out of my room, and tell Lady Macbeth to take Henrietta back to the viper’s room," Queen Isle grumbled, her glaring green eyes on him. "Yes, my queen!" Shawn nods, his head still lowered to the floors of the golden room. Carefully, he snapped his head at the blacked-out man on the queen's bed.Meanwhile, Queen Isle dragged herself to the bathroom door. Suddenly, she halted the very moment her hand clenched the knob and she tilted her head toward Shawn. "Do you have anything to say?" She asked purposely. "Yes, my queen!" Shawn replied. "Spill it, I'm all ears!” "Beta Kappa has arrival with the rest of the slaves, he's at the throne hall as we speak!” "Hm, I see... I was thinking of leaving for the divine temple. But then, I think I would love to see Beta Kappa as well. Do you have anything else to say?" She asked further. "Yes, my Queen! Princess