تسجيل الدخولABEL EVERHART'S POVI bow my head slightly because despite lacking the love of her husband she is still a royal. "I didn't get the time to notice how beautiful you're yesterday. I am truly mesmerized," she says with a smile.She saunters into the room, swinging her hips in an exaggerated manner, and takes a seat on the bed. "Your mistress is enjoying a picnic with my husband outside the palace. I can almost hear their laughter in my ears, and the jokes they make about me," she says in a voice full of emotional pain. I am sure her husband makes jokes about her, but not Queen Rowena. I wish she would know that her Majesty doesn't hate her. She might be using her foolish husband to get what she desires, but she loathes him."I wonder if you feel the same pain knowing that she is using you to acquire the great crown? Just like my husband makes me cook good meals for women he desires. Have you thought of what will happen once she becomes the mighty Empress? Will she risk keeping you ali
ABEL EVERHEART'S POVI make my way to the bed and get under the sheets from the other side. "Get closer," she orders after turning towards me. I roll on the soft mattress until I am laying right next to her. Her scent is entrancing as always, making me forget I was a little in disagreement with her in the first place. I wish I could touch her. We may be in the same bed but our situations are worlds apart. My feelings definitely doesn't matter to her. "You're wondering if I will have another King or Alpha take your place once I acquire the crown. I am not looking for someone to rule by my side, but you're exactly what I need. A beautiful human to adorn my bed. Do you mind being my prestigious consort, Abel?" Her words stir the wildest sensations in my body's most sensitive areas. If she doesn't want a man to rule with her, then being her consort is the only viable position left. But I have seen consorts get executed for the tinniest reasons. I need to get more. She will after all n
ABEL EVERHEART'S POVMy skin tingles as Queen Rowena's slow strides circles me. She halts behind me and the tips of her fingers touch the back of my neck. I feel her fumble with the chain only for a second before taking hold off the pendant necklace that Cara gave me. "What is this?" she asks."I . . . umm . . . your servant Cara gave it to me," I answer.I am allowed to keep other people's gifts too, right? Surely she cannot be upset about that."Why would my servant burden you with such a filthy thing? I do not remember giving her permission to be so pleasant to you," she questions. I think she is reading too much into a little gesture. Cara isn't like her former servants. I would hate to see her head gone because of a little misunderstanding.I feel the Queen pull the pendant's cord, almost choking me before it breaks. She steps in front of me and drops it on the floor, right next to my knees. "Did she touch you? You better tell me the truth or you will bear same punishment as h
ABEL EVERHART'S POVI have my head bowed yet I can literally feel the Alpha's cold glare against the exposed skin of my face. "The crown has an eye for beauty, don't you agree, your highness?" Queen Rowena says in an amused tone. "Huh . . .yes it does," the alpha says in trembling lips. "How come you let him walk so close to you? Regardless of his beauty, he is still a slave?" the Alpha questions."You sound envious, Alpha. You have your concubines, don't you?" her Majesty asks. "Not even your wife complains about that."The Alpha chuckles. "I do not mind if that is all he is. He can be in your bed sometimes but he will never have your heart," he answers, sounding relieved and back to his good moods. He finally continues the walk past the decorated parlour.Queen Rowena takes hold of my wrist and I follow her. The alpha leads the way down a short hallway which ends in a spacious dining room. The long, beautifully curved oval-shaped table is laid with aromatic foods, mostly fried and
ABEL EVERHEART'S POVCara seems uncomfortable as she sits across from me and Queen Rowena in the golden carriage with the softest cushions covered with fur. I never expected the journey to Silvermere's closest ally to be so long considering the fact that Titanmoon is an average sized pack and an immediate neighbour to Silvermere. I am feeling sleepy already after sixteen hours of being in this carriage. I was woken up too early last night I think. I blame my humanness for the tiredness I am feeling. I wonder if Elowen's crown would have made me stronger. I mean, like werewolves are. I also wonder if I can see my mother sooner. Before returning to my father's accursed kingdom. It would really please my heart to know she is okay before taking the risk of showing my face again in my dead father's palace. "Abel, you need to sit upright in presence of her Majesty," Cara suddenly warns and I realize that my head is almost leaning on Queen Rowena right shoulder. I shake my head and start
ABEL EVERHEART'S POVPay her back? Why does that question alone make my heart race? I do not exactly have much to give, to someone like her especially. There is no work I can do that can pay back all the food and medicine given to the other slaves. Or the nights I have spent in her bed. "Uh . . . how can I repay you," I ask. My eyes can still see her stunning silhouette. She walks around the bed andenters it from the other side. I quickly bury my legs under the covers too."I plan to acquire the great crown and conquer your dead father's Kingdom in a day. For that to happen we must visit King Elon's palace," she says. Is she finally letting me in on her plan? Why would she need me to know? "You will be coming with me," she adds and I freeze in shock. Hell no! I may be her slave but I would rather she kill me right here than die in King Elon's hands. At least I am sure she won't torture me to death. "The palace can only be conquered from the inside, and your stepbrother will not l







