Orpheus pov. For hours, I couldn't sleep and kept tossing and turning. This was not the first time I had trouble falling asleep, but this time, it was because of her rather than my nightmares. I was aware that she was two or three rooms away from me. Right from the beginning, I knew exactly why I was restless. Even though I knew there was a draw between us, it became evident now. My response to her suffering harm and Silver's protective behaviour towards her validated everything. She was my mate. It’s been years since I gave up finding a mate; I was sure the moon goddess was punishing me by not blessing me with a family of my own, and now I wasn’t sure what to think. This was going to cause an uproar, both for the wolves and humans. The last time a wolf had been mated to a human was centuries ago, before the war between my kind and the humans. I sighed, getting out of bed and absentmindedly walking out of the room to where she was. I tried for the past few weeks to vanqui
Micaela pov. Digging my head deep into the soft, comfortable pillow, I almost moan at how great it felt under my skin. This was the best sleep I have ever had in my entire life, but I know it had to end because I needed to wake up to reality and realize that I was still a slave, with work I had to attend. I yawned, stretching my hands and body the pain of yesterday gone completely. With the feeling of being re-energetic, I got down from the bed, immediately tiding up the bed and the room. I was about to make my way out to get my cleaning supplies when a note on the table caught my eye. Going over to where the table was, I picked it up. A small gold card with well-written, black-inked handwriting was placed on it. Thankfully, I was taught how to read, so I was able to know who the note was from and what it said. “You are free for the day; rest up.” A giddy feeling took over me; I wasn’t sure what to think about the mercy and kindness the king had shown me. This was the firs
When we arrived, I was able to spot the king first, but I looked away, focusing my attention on the other guest and praying he wouldn’t notice me. There were two men and a heavily pregnant woman in the room. The three of them seem to be having a conversation with the king. There was something different about him tonight; he looked more relaxed, like he was comfortable with the group of people. One of the men said something, causing the others to laugh out loud. I hurriedly placed the food on the table, standing behind Godiva as they carried on eating. I looked at their cups to see if they needed a refill and puffed out a breath when I saw their cups were still filled up. “So have you thought about your mother’s proposal?” The woman in their mist questioned, and the king turned to shoot the man beside her a glare, getting a sheepish smile in return. “You know I can’t keep anything from her.” He responded, shrugging his shoulders. “You know how Loukas is Orpheus; he share
All eyes widened as they gazed at the king, and soon a sense of unease pervaded the room. Elijah laughed awkwardly and extended his hand to the back of his head, unsure of what to do. “Relax, man, you know how Eli is. He’s literally attracted to anything that has legs and organs different from his.” Loukas said, trying to ease the tension in the room. Everyone’s eyes are on the king to see how he struggles to compose himself. He takes in deep breaths, and his eyes flash in my direction before relaxing back in his seat. They huffed out a sigh, going back to their dinner, when Elijah spoke, causing more havoc. “I just don’t get why you won’t give her to me; you didn’t care before, so why do you now?” He asked, chewing on his meat. “You and I both know...,” he yelped, glaring at Neve. “Why did you hit me?” “Will you keep your mouth shut?” She spoke sternly at him, peeping over to the king, whose eyes were already blazing with fire. He pulled back his chair, rising to his feet. H
"Wait, what?. You are actually telling the truth, right?" Josiane gave me a dubious look, and I nodded. "I can’t believe the king would do that to you." Godiva said, perplexed, "I wish I were there; I would have banged his head against the wall and hit him where the sun doesn’t shine." "You know you won’t." Josiane counters. "Besides, he would send you flying with just the tip of his finger." "You're right, but at least I would have done something." She counters back. "Sure...." Josiane responded in a sing-song manner, not believing a word she was saying, and I laughed. "I hope you are okay," Godiva said. "I think I will be; I don't really know how I’m going to face him tomorrow." "Do you want me to switch choices with you?" Josiane offered. "I don’t really mind." I shake my head, declining her offer. "Thanks, but I think it’s just going to make him pissed at me even more." It was silent for a while; the girls both had their thinking faces on before Godiva blurted out a quest
King Orpheus took a seat beside me, taking a bite of his own food as we both ate in comfortable silence. I finished my food, taking another sip of my hot chocolate, like the king called it. My mind wanders off to Godiva and Josie, and I giggle at the thought of their reactions when I do tell them about the meal and the drink. “What are you thinking about?” The king asked, and I clapped my hand to my mouth, realising what I had done. “It's nothing, your majesty.” I say, casting my gaze down from his piercing eyes. I thought he was going to keep asking questions until he got what he wanted, but instead he changed the subject. “You have a little bit of chocolate here.” He says, pointing to the left side of his cheek. I stuck my tongue out to see if I could lick it off my face before using my hand to wipe my cheek. The king laughed, shaking his head. “Let me get it for you.” I didn’t have time to protest when he cupped my cheek and used his thumb to wipe off the spot. A shiver rus
It's been two weeks since King Orpheus and I shared a kiss and two weeks since I last saw him. He has been busy; there seems to be some kind of problem, seeing as the guards were on edge. After the night of the kiss, I had asked Godiva and Josiane about the marks on my shoulder, and they both screamed, asking how I got them. I giggle, recalling our conversation. "How the fucking hell did you get this?" Josiane yells while Godiva has her mouth opened wide, staring down at the side of my neck. "No cussing, Josiane." I reprimanded. "Well, I’m sorry, not sorry." She exclaimed. "There's no way I could finish that sentence without letting out a cuss word, Mica." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "You have a freaky hickey on your neck, a freaky hickey. Look at poor Godiva; she is too stunned to say anything." She points to Godiva, whose eyes haven’t shifted from my neck. "Is it a bad thing?" I asked, worried about the marks on my neck. "Is it a bad thing?" Josiane repeated before l
I took a look around the hall and noticed the maids and guards looking at us with disbelief. Some had a look of disgust while others were stunned. "Are you busy?" Elijah’s question had me turning back to gaze at him. "I was on my way to the maids' lounge for lunch before going back to my tasks." "Great, you are not busy." He took hold of my hand, ignoring everything I said, and dragged me to the elevator. "You are coming with me." "Where are we going, sir?" I asked. "I was thinking of going into town to get a few things. It's a good thing I ran into you, because I didn’t want to go alone." "I can’t leave; I have other chores to get to. The king would be angry if I left the palace without his permission." "Don’t worry about Orpheus; I know how to handle him." He said it in a cheery voice. "You can’t tell me you aren’t excited about the thought of stepping out of the palace and seeing the outside world. Since you are a palace maid, I doubt you have ever been outside." He smiled a
I felt void; what was I supposed to do? How can I possibly fight someone who is like them when they are stronger and have more advantages than I do? I had no superpower or strength to help back me up, and I am not good at fighting. I was clearly doomed. "We should take our leave now, your majesty," Tyrone said, and the three of them got up to their feet, bowing their heads at their king before setting out of the throne room. Orpheus turns to look at me, his eyes filled with worry when he sees how nervous and scared I am. He slouched down beside me, cupping my cheek. "There is no way I won't get challenged right." "Micaela" "I'm sure there are a lot of female wolves who want my place." I asked. "We can't be certain yet." "Tell me the truth, Orpheus; you don't need to sugarcoat it. If you weren't so certain, you wouldn't be this worried." He sighs, bending his head for a second before lifting it up to look at me. "Yes." He answers. "There is a high chance that you wou
I woke up with a finger drawing circles on my back, and I sighed in pleasure, snuggling closer to the body beside me. "Are you." I hummed, my eyes still closed, when I heard Orpheus's morning voice call out his endearment for me. "We need to get out of bed, seeing as it's already fifteen minutes past nine," he said calmly, his finger still leaving thrilling sensations on my back. I hummed again, still not opening my eyes, and felt my body being piled on the bed with him hovering over me. A soft pair of lips touched mine, causing me to open my lips more and kiss him back. My hand subconsciously moved over his bare chest to his neck, holding him close, when my eyes peeled open, and I pushed him away in shock. Orpheus looked as shocked as I was; his brows were raised. "Morning breath," I mumbled over my hand that was on my mouth, and his head bobbed backwards as he laughed. "Hey, stop laughing," I whined, giving him a playful glare. "Aren't you adorable?" He gushed, pinching
Orpheus spun me around so that I was facing him; his hand rested on my chin, lifting my head up, then using his thumb to wipe the tears from my face. "I don't care about all those things, and you shouldn't either. You are mine, Micaela, my queen, and if tomorrow doesn't turn out the way we planned, I'm not going to give up until I mark you as mine. Even if it means searching for every last old wolf. So never degrade yourself; the moon goddess blessed me with you, knowing there was no one more fit to rule by my side than you." His voice was calm and relaxing. His thumb caresses my cheek, moving closer to my lips, brushing his finger through it, and he begins to lean down, making me follow suit, lifting up my toe till my lips meet his. The kiss was gentle and soft; there was no urgency in it. The both of us took our time exploring each other. My hands found themselves grabbing onto his shirt, and my lips moved in sync with his. Orpheus lifts me up from the floor, his lips still
It's been a day since the incident with Godiva, and I, Josiane, and I still haven't seen her yet. She was avoiding us as well as Kryos and wouldn't talk to any of us even when we tried, so we decided to let her be for now. Right now, I was getting dressed for dinner with Neve and Loukas. Neve had invited us over to her place for a little bonding time, so I was dressed in casual/semi-formal wear. A simple white gown that stopped at my knee, even though it was not fancy, made me look sophisticated and graceful. Pairing it up with a pair of dazzling earrings and black heels, my makeup was minimal, consisting of mascara and strawberry lip gloss. I looked at myself in the mirror, and I looked nice. I walked out of my room and found Orpheus in the hallway, wearing his watch. He was dressed in a black shirt with two buttons undone, paired with black pants. Even though he was dressed so casually, he still looked so hot. His eyes darkened as he took in every single detail of my appear
It was 6 p.m. in the evening, and Orpheus wasn't back from his usual kingly duties, while I was literally losing all sense of reason, being bored out of my mind, and having nothing to do since I wasn't allowed to work. Another maid had been assigned to Orpheus, but not as his personal maid; she was to clean and tidy up the floor, which was probably the same thing I was doing before. I still haven't met her yet; somehow, despite being up here not doing anything, we still haven't crossed paths. I don't know how she does it, but she was definitely doing a better job at keeping herself hidden than I ever did. "I need food," I groaned, lying on my back as I stared at the ceiling. "I'm not surprised; you have been eating a lot lately." Godiva says, I take a seat on the couch beside me. We were both done watching a movie and were waiting for Josie to arrive with our food. "I can't help it; I'm a growing woman; I need me some food." We both laughed, staring at the ceiling as if the
I walked into the throne room with Loukas and the council of elders already there, waiting. They were two men and a woman; the woman happens to be the oldest in the group. They all got to their feet when they saw me, bowing their heads and waiting for me to sit down before having theirs. "Your Majesty," The woman greeted me first; despite her age, she looked not a day older than fifty. "I'm Claris, and it is an honour to be in your midst, your majesty." "I'm Davon." "And I'm Tyrone." Both men introduce themselves at the same time, the three of them giving me yet another bow. I nodded curtly, acknowledging their greeting. "It's an honour to be in your midst as well." I responded, and the three of them smiled. "Before we get started, why don't we have breakfast first? I'm sure with all the rushing to get here on time, you all must not have had the chance to have a proper morning meal." "That would be nice, your majesty," Davon said. "It will be a great pleasure to dine wi
The feeling of a finger brushing through my hair had me groaning out in pleasure, loving the feel of it. I heard the sound of someone gigging, which had me pulling my eyes open, and I was welcomed with the sight of Micaela gazing down at me lovingly. "I'm surprised you woke up this early; it's still dark." My sleepy voice rang out, and this made the smile on her face stretch even more. "I got tired of sleeping, probably because I went to bed early yesterday." She smiled and kissed my lips. I pulled her closer, her head resting on my chest. "The sun isn't out yet, Ayárun uou, let's sleep some more," I said as I caressed her cheek; she pulled away to peck my lips before lying back on my chest. We stayed in each other's embrace, cuddling for some time till I fell asleep. When I woke up again, it was already 8:00 a.m. I kissed Micaela on her forehead and then slowly lifted up her head to place it on the pillow. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up for the d
I went into the library in search of a book to read; one I selected was a romance fantasy novel. I took a seat at the far end of the library, close to the window with the marvellous view of the garden. I started reading, getting lost in the world of fantasy, until I was disturbed by a knock on the door, and Josiane and Godiva came in with a tray in their hands. Because I was so immersed in what I was reading, I had totally forgotten it was lunchtime. I smiled at them, to which they returned as I dropped the book down. The two of them looked around the library, their eyes scanning every detail of it in awe. I stared at them amused; this was the first time they had entered the library, and I was sure they were stunned by the structure and the number of books in it. "This is so huge." Josiane gushed, with Godiva nodding in agreement with her. After spending almost five minutes admiring the view of the library, they finally got to where I was seated. "Hey, are you done being sw
As he kept kissing me as if I were his oxygen, Orpheus' fingers grasped my breast. He made firm, unrelenting movements. I was envious of everything he had to offer. Just what that was, I had no idea. I felt a tiny strand of anxiety slither through me as a result of that thinking. If I wasn't good, what then? What if I made a mistake? Was there a right way to go about it? Would it be painful? I had to take a breather because I was so nervous and had to withdraw my mouth away from his. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. He placed me against his chest, my arms encircling his neck as he did so. I let out a small squeak of surprise. He again gathered me into his arms after removing his hand from between my legs. As he placed me down on the mattress, I gave a slight squeak of surprise as he positioned me against his chest with my arms over his neck. He was just as kind and considerate as I had hoped he would be. But my nerves keep g