ROMEIt was a slow, quiet evening for the king and it was soon approaching what seemed like the appropriate time for him to retire for the day. As advised by the royal physician, the king, even though being a Lycan royal and seemingly all mighty, needed enough rest to rule his territory. The last thing Hanaerum needed was an unhealthy king.The physicians had advised this on multiple occasions but it mostly fell on deaf ears. Rome felt the need to bury himself in work, work that could have been easily delegated, anything that wouldn’t have him feeling he wasn’t involved in the running of the country like his father hadn’t been. "Skye." He called, looking at her where she perused a document on the table set up in his study for his Hand.The only person that kept up with his unhealthy work routine was his sister and that was because she had too much free time. Her words. She was the only person that was in sync with him in most things. Perhaps the blood of their powerful ancestors burn
ROMEAfter he got his mind in order, he stepped out of the tub donning a fresh pair of loose silk breeches in the shade of blue he preferred and a decadent silk robe in the same shade of blue with silver embroidery along the hem and sleeves.He stepped out of the bathing chamber, shutting the door behind him and walking into his bed chamber proper, staring at the space Erika's belongings used to occupy. He had ordered a long sofa be placed there so he could lounge to read when he had the time for it.The smooth leather called to him not but he didn’t want to tract water on his lush carpets. He rubbed a small towel through his hair to remove the excess moisture but before he could move to indulge in his favourite pastime, the shape of a person sprawled on his large bed took him off guard.Who would dare?Before he could utter a word, the person stood up coming to fall at his feet, hair spilling in a glittering pool that was familiar to him. "Oh, Rome. Please forgive me." His ex-wife c
Behind the heavy doors of his study, he had been able to forget what having her as his mistress meant but in that moment, he was hit with the full force that he had every right to taste this fine specimen of a woman.He almost let out a growl at the thought that his father had nearly had his filthy hands on. Elora was his now. To hold and touch however he wanted.She still hadn’t noticed him so he had time to get himself in order before she’d spot him. He strolled towards her as quietly as he could but she whipped her head in his direction, suddenly aware of him.Her amber eyes glowed with a slight golden tint that caught him off guard. He didn't know if it was a trick of the light or if her wolf was coming out to play.Rome decided then that he wanted to see this woman fully transformed. Would her wolf be as beautiful as she was in this form?"Your Majesty." She greeted bowing and forgetting the looseness of her night wear.Rome wanted to say something, anything, but the dip of her
ELORAIn a few days, I formed a routine that kept me from going insane.During the day, I visited the royal beautician to prepare me for my meeting with the king even though he never showed up but I continued as Lucy said it was very necessary as my body has to always be ready for the king’s use. Then, after hours of tugging on my hair and applying various pomades, I took a stroll to the royal library, with a guard breathing down my neck, of course.When it was darker, I snuck to the staff quarters to visit my siblings. They were also terrified that they wouldn't see me again and asked questions about being the king's breeder, questions I had no answer to.After delightfully visiting my siblings, I retired into my room and ran a bath with the special soap the beautician recommended. The night time bath lifted my spirits. I would grab a book and settle down with it.The sunset seemed especially beautiful tonight so I grabbed a book with a beautiful cover from the shelf. It was a colle
ROMERome chided himself for being so weak that he had nearly taken Elora that night. Another part of him, the weak side of him, screamed at him to go apologize for the way he left her.She must be really confused right now.As he walked into his chambers, he noticed Teriel waiting on the long reading sofa. He was reading a book so intently he hadn’t noticed Rome walk in. "Teriel?" Rome called startling the man."Sir." He bowed before eyeing the king. His face seemed flushed and he was breathing louder and faster than normal. Did the king run here? "You seem a bit flustered."The king rubbed his face as if he could rub off the truth so easily. "Flustered? I just had a bath. Thanks to you, I feel better than ever," he replied. "Why have you come here? Shouldn't you be having a bath of your own?""Well, yes. I just thought to inform you that Noel has been to the dungeon as per your request."It took a moment before the king understood what he meant. "Oh, yes. That wolf. I reckon he sh
ROME"Your Majesty.""Monica."The old king's mistress straightened up with a fake smile plastered on her lips. Although it was quite early in the morning, she was all dressed up in her usual regalia. Her hair was let down and her blood-red dress swept the ground not to forget the tiara she always wore. Her lips were also blood red."To what do I owe this visit?" He was quite impatient with Monica, after a somewhat chaotic night with Elora he needed something to eat. His stomach churned with hunger. He had been on his way to the royal dining hall when she stopped him."You summoned Kate, sir." She bowed again. "And you're not Kate." He raised an eyebrow and continued walking. His strides were long so Monica could barely catch up with him. The King suspected she had something up her sleeve."She is unwell, Your Majesty.""Unwell? I summoned her yesterday, she could have sent someone to tell me that but she went ahead and flouted my order.""We're sorry Your Majesty. She tried to... Bu
ELORA"Ow." I winced as someone tugged on my hair. I had been sitting in a chair for hours, my behind and back ached."As they say, beauty is pain," Lucy said. After Skye left, she had come tumbling into my room excited. I wondered what was so exciting about being stuck in a seat for hours. My head burned too."My back aches," I whined as the hair stylist pulled my hair even more. "You've only been here for a few minutes." She replied, amused. She was seated on my bed, admiring the dress I was to wear. "In a few hours, this should be over. Trust me, you'd look stunning. I can't wait!" She clapped and squealed.I couldn't relate to her excitement so I gave a small smile. "Hours? That's a long time. Isn't this a dinner?""Not just a dinner, Elora. It’s a dinner with the king and his family. Your first time meeting his family as his mistress. It's a big deal." She said slowly then stood up and twirling dreamily.My hands were clammy. "When you put it like that...""Oh, Elora. It's goin
Nobody said a word as I was led to my seat. The servant pulled out a chair and I found myself at the king's right, beside Kate. The king's strong mesmerizing woodsy smell hit my nose and I was reminded of last night in full force.I was too nervous to look up at him but the aura he exuded made his presence too hard to ignore. The memories of how his mouth had tasted the night before evaded my mind, causing my cheeks to heat up.I turned to Kate, trying to distract my mind. The smell of vanilla on her was near suffocating, with something even sharper that I had to hold back a strong sneeze. Her hair was let down, like her mother's and her dress was the same shade as her ginger hair. The arms were off her shoulder revealing a surprisingly enticing skin. Kate and her mother weren't ugly, no matter how much anyone wished them to be. On the contrary, they were breath taking but their beast-like character portrayed the opposite.On the opposite side of the table was Skye, who was seated by