Day five of the royal visitDante had been in the dungeon for nearly three days now and Jo was worried sick for him. This was not like her at all, he was a complete stranger to her. And yet here she was, nervous about what the trial had in store for him. It was hard to admit but she had grown some respect for him when he stood up for the fairies. Leo’s death was extremely satisfying for her to watch, especially after horrible abuses the brute Gamma had inflicted on so many slaves. Jo tried to refocus her mind again. She had a bigger fish to fry. The two fairies had confessed to her that they were escapees from the fairy land and not really lost in the no-man’s border. Unfortunately for them, they were captured by Dark Slayers warriors before they could escape to the human civilisation. They really had a tough luck. Now Jo was making an escape plan for four people, and she had to make sure there were no mistakes. Because one mistake could cost their lives. Jayden was not really your s
Jo watched Dante’s eye in amusement, his golden eyes were now completely engulfed by the silver rings. It was as if he was being controlled by someone else.‘Mate’, he whispered again as the word sent tingles down her spine. ‘Mate’, Jo mimicked him as she got lost in his silver swirls, they were very hypnotising and easy to get lost in. ‘I know’, he tenderly replied as he touched her face with the back of his hands, scared that he might hurt her delicate features. Jo did not even realise what was happening, she was not one of them after all. She had read about the mate bonds between the werewolves and used to think how lucky they were. After realising Jayden was her mate, she was even more surprised that mate bonds commonly existed between different species as well. But having seen the true face of her horrible mate, she knew it was not a blessing but a curse to have a mate and to experience the mate bond. You were destined to be with another soul you did not even know. Jo was glad
‘This aura’, Lucy quizzically guessed as she stopped in the tracks and sniffed the air. ‘It feels different and so powerful’.‘Lucy, keep running! We don’t have time to spare’, Jo redirected her attention as she quickly apologised. Soon after Dante was taken away to the trial, Jo had recollected herself and gathered the girls. While there was a ruckus going in the trial ground, they ran to the east side of the pack. Stopping at nothing. The patrolling was heavily reduced to only two warriors at the post due to the ongoing trial. So, setting her plan in place, she made Lucy go and talk to the two warriors. ‘What do you want?’, one of them asked as Lucy approached.‘Um, I am a bit lost’.‘Lost?’, They snickered. ‘Lucy, we attended the same class in high school. You used to get full scores in everything including the forest hunts’, one of them spoke and then Lucy realised that the two warriors were her former classmates from high school. If she was not mistaken, the brown-haired guy
Watching her werewolf mate easily snap the demon’s head did nothing to her. How could she forget the dead look in his eyes when he rejected her. Not even hesitating a little bit. She refused to get swooned by his kind charms again, werewolves were all same towards the end. Most of them only wanted power and cared about ranks. Primal instincts at the best. However, she did shiver a little at the words of the second Aamon’s riddle. It might sound perplexing to a foreigner’s ears, but she already knew the answers. The darkness, the seek…. As soon as Dante was faced by the ordeal of the riddle and the self-sacrifice of the demon, he turned around, facing her once again.She gulped hard, forcing her body to stop reacting to those golden eyes of his. They were deceitful. At first, it lures you in with its golden ambience and silver swirls but the moment you think you could get lost in it, you realised its true intention. And they weren’t good ones. ‘I accept your rejection’, she bravely
Dante sank into his large office chair as his eyes darted on the piling folders on the desk. It was going to take him days to go through all the cases and read them thoroughly. He called Caleb via mind link. ‘Yes boss’.‘Caleb, send all the royal healers to your pack immediately’, he told his right hand.‘Sure, but why?’, Caleb’s big mouth wanted to know everything as always.‘Just do it’, with that, he cut off the mind link. Caleb was the Alpha of Ice warrior pack and could easily keep the royal healers there for a couple of weeks. It was wrong to do this, but he wanted more time with Jo. Just the thought of parting and sending her off to the human settlements made him feel sick. As he opened the first case file, he took a deep breath in. It was time to get to work*Lucy yawned as she stretched her hands, the birds were chirping outside, and the sunrise was falling shyly in her room. It was a good-sized room considering that she was not really a special guest for the royal kingdom.
Disclaimer: The spelling errors in some of Evelyn’s part are intentional as she is meant to have some speech difficulties. ‘Look at this Tulip, it has a different smell to it’, Daya handed a small brightly pink coloured flower to Lucy.‘Yes, it does’, Lucy tried concentrating on the smell, it was mild but citrus-like. But the smell was soon overpowered by something else. An irresistible scent of ocean waves with splash of orange bergamot flooded the air. As Lucy closed her eyes and got lost in the scent, she did not realise she was too far gone before Daya had to rattle her. ‘Come back Lucy’, she hastily said. As Lucy opened her eyes, Caleb stood before her, smiling sheepishly. ‘Good morning, ladies’. ‘Hey’, was all she replied as she pretended to study the flower really closely.‘Can I speak to you alone Lucy?’, he asked, scratching his hair with his right hand nervously.‘I need to go and check on Mina. Make sure her snoring isn’t getting too loud’, Daya excused herself as Lucy
In the dark realm‘My king, you called for me’, Belial appeared in dark clouds. He was the demon king’s right hand.Belial could make the un-death dance on his fingertips if he wanted to, his powers second only to King Victor.‘Follow the Aamons at the no-man’s border. We are so close to finding Jolene, I can feel it. Make sure there are no loose ends Belial’, the king commanded from his dark throne, his chin rested on his right hand. Belial simply nodded, in consensus of his king’s order and vanished in thin air. ‘There is no escape this time, my little siren’, the king mumbled, only for him to hear.*‘Evelyn! Did you spill tea on someone again? Olivia will not be happy about it’, the same elderly maid from earlier disrupted Jo’s train of thoughts. Jo was curious now. She had heard about Olivia three times already, who was she?‘It was a mistake, Lidija. Soweyy’, Evelyn apologised, her head down.The old maid only frowned more. ‘Who is Olivia?’, Jo finally asked making the old l
Bewildered by the sudden declaration, Jo took a few steps back. She could feel herself palpitate as her body released an extra gush of adrenaline. Queen? She pondered to herself. ‘You are married to Dante?’, Jo heard herself speak, her body no longer under her control. Oliva’s pretty honey-coloured eyes gazed at her oddly, her lips lop siding for a fraction of second. ‘I am. You must be very close to my husband to call him by his first name’, a hint of challenge was present in the queen’s voice.‘I- I met the Alpha King under extraordinary circumstances. Please pardon my rude manners, my queen’, Jo curtsied before her and kept her head down. Finally.‘Rise Jolene’, Oliva commanded as she observed the girl closely. She was not cowering in her presence like other werewolves did. She had Alpha’s blood in her after all. ‘You are very well spoken. I have been meaning to change the entrance rules for a while now. Susan, remove the endurance point requirement for the warrior training from