DRAVEN“Where is Duron?” I asked Vadirr who was hovering behind me.“Right here,” Duron answered, casually walking into the room where I was getting ready to join the waiting guests. I have waited for this day for a long time, worked hard for it. My father had told me several stories about what to expect during the coronation and what and what not to do. Ever since I was born, I was groomed for this day. But with just a few minutes left before I am finally crowned king, I didn’t feel the joy that I thought I would.I knew why I felt the way that I did, but I convinced myself that I could live with it. Esmeray Grayson, the woman that would be my Luna Queen didn’t love me. The sparks between us had intensified more than ever. In the last two days, we have made love even more than the way we had in the past. She still reacted to me the way she usually would. I only had to look at her to get her blushing really hard. She squirms in delight whenever I called her beautiful. I heard the soun
ESMERAYIt’s happening! Hard as it is to believe, it is actually happening! If I had the power to, I would have loved to freeze this moment and bask in the joy I feel for just a little bit longer. I wonder why the goddess didn’t give me that gift. My beast howled in my head in excitement as I said my vows and took my oath, swearing my allegiance to the entire kingdom and my loyalty to the people, and my new role.A cut was made on I and Dravens right hands, and we shook hands, making sure there was exchange of blood. A charge of electricity flowed from my head to toe as we did, and this wasn’t the usual electric current I feel whenever Draven as much as touched me, it was different, making me feel even more powerful. Draven occasionally reached me through the mind link to make sure that I was okay, and I assured him I never felt better which was true. My beast felt more powerful, and my senses more alert.Soon after, we were crowned and pronounced king and Queen, and the crowd went on
My face was covered with Draven’s kisses by the time we made it to his former chambers and my stomach hurt from too much laughing. Our things had been moved to the King’s chambers and I didn’t realize how much I’ll miss this place until we got there. The King’s chambers were many miles away, so it was easier to come here. He dropped me gently once we were inside, and I moved round, noticing how lonely it felt.“Why can’t we just stay here?” I asked.“Because it is no longer befitting for a King and his Luna,” Draven pulled my hands and hauled me against his chest “I bet you will like the King’s suite better,” he assured me.“It holds a lot of memories,” I turned back to where a huge portrait of Draven used to be to find the wall empty.“We will make more memories in the King’s quarters,” he winked at me and my heart fluttered again. “Besides, you can always come here to spend some time if you please. There’s going to be a routine maintenance every year until our first son is of age to
“Mommy, Darren says I’m not going to be king,” three-year-old Dayton told me teary-eyed “I want to be king like Daddy,” I glanced at Draven for help. He smiled and picked Dayton up, pecking him on the cheeks first “Oh but you are a king my little man, even better than your daddy,” “But I’m older,” Darren argued. The twin boys were exactly like their father and it made me jealous sometimes. They had his hair color, same eye color, same facial structure and they were already starting to sound like him at this tender age. I carried them for seven months! And I pushed both of them out of my vagina! Yet they didn’t look anything like me. A normal lycan or werewolf pregnancy lasts about six months but these two took their time before deciding it was time to face the world. “Yes you are, by ten minutes,” Draven told Darren. Though the twins were identical, it was not hard for me to tell them apart. I was gifted you see. Draven sometimes struggled to know who is who. “Can there be two king
What if I put an end to it? An end to the grief, the suffering, the pain, the shame, the humiliation? I tried, I hoped to see the light at the end of the tunnel, but this tunnel has no end. My tear glands are empty, my soul is shattered and my heart can no longer bear the agony.I cringed and shut my eyes tight in readiness of the alpha's fist coming down to smack my face. My daily dose of punishment for the simple crime of existing. Many seconds passed and my eyes started to flutter open slowly when I didn't feel his fist on my face, but I should have just kept them shut. I should have known he only hesitated because he wanted to take me unprepared. I saw the smirk on his lips before his hands landed on my face in a flash, smacking my head to the left and almost completely blinding my vision. I screamed, but my screams didn't deter him, instead, they were like fuel to a fire, angering him the more. His other hand smacked me on my left side, the effect making me dizzy. "Lie on the f
I'd thought over the years that it was possible to overcome pain, but I was wrong. There was no overcoming or getting used to the agony or the soreness in my heart. My physical wounds will heal eventually, but nothing could make up for the void in my heart. I didn't flinch as Ailana cleaned my wounds. Same wounds that had been inflicted on me by her father, The alpha of Silver Moon pack.Ailana is the only one who calls me by my name in this pack, it feels like she is the only one that remembers it. If others did, they pretended not to. They'd rather just call me Slave. I was a slave to everyone in this pack, even to the Omegas and latent wolves. "Your wolf is healing you, but you still need to rest. I'll tell Zella to let you off for the rest of the day," Aila says with obvious distaste.I shook my head vehemently "No. I can work, I'm strong enough," I protested. Zella is in charge of the kitchen duties here at silver moon pack, and I believe she has a special type of hatred for me.
Exactly one year and twenty three days now, I'd found out Zayden was my mate. I'd just turned eighteen a week before and had my first shift. Most werewolves had their first shift at sixteen, and some as early as fifteen, but the late bloomers experienced their first shift at eighteen, and mine happened a week after my eighteenth birthday.My first shift wasn't as painful as I'd expected. Ailana thinks it's because my body has gotten used to pain, but I doubt it. I may have developed a certain tolerance, but from what I have read and seen, nothing can be compared to the pain of a first shift.When I didn't find my mate immediately, I started to panic. I prayed and hoped that the Moon goddess will bring him my way soon so it'd be the end of my mystery. Even if he wasn't a strong wolf, at least, that will be one more person to love me after Ailana. I had dreams of us running away together, but then the Moon goddess had something else up her sleeves.When I finally perceived his scent a we
A shard of glass pierced my skin, and I barely had time to register the pain when my eyes met with Zella's standing at the door of the kitchen, glaring at me, and then back to the mess I'd made on the floor. The omega girl who'd been kneeling moved a considerable distance away from me to indicate she'd not been a part of it. My stomach was still hurting badly, my leg was bleeding, and the scars on my back still ached, but I don't know how I managed to remain on my feet, glued to the spot and silently saying my last prayers while tears poured down my cheeks."What have you done?" Zella screamed. Why did I have to be so unlucky? Why don't I do anything right? Why did I do everything that any normal person will do but get a different result instead? Nothing ever worked for me. Maybe I was cursed as people believed. Her eyes burned with fury, and I looked for the right words to explain the situation, but what can I possibly say to justify this situation? Nothing. Absolutely nothing."Ple