LOGINNIKOLAII burst into the infirmary where I’ve been informed Marcellan has been taken. If he’s conscious, he would have had himself treated in his chambers. This means whatever happened to him must have been serious.The moment my eyes settle on the doctor, they shift to Marcellan and then back to the doctor. I grab him by his white coat and spit the words in his face. “Why isn’t he awake yet?”“Sire, for—forgive me. We gave him medication to sleep so he could recover,” the doctor shrivels like he’s vanishing into the air. “He will recover properly.”“So he’s all right?” I interrogate. My tone is aggressive, my height towering and blocking the doctor’s sight entirely. He adjusts his glasses as he swallows harder.“Yes—yes, sir. I assure you that…”I growl as I snap my face in his direction again. “You said that once, made him believe that once. I knew he wasn’t hale all along.”Quickly, the doctor gives a deep bow, bending his knee to make himself smaller, his neck swallowed by the col
GREY"Do it now, Lilith."The pure animalistic growling that comes with Marcellan’s instruction makes me snap my head in his direction, his eyes glowing amber and a finger to one side of his head. The sound of glass shattering follows. The sound of shooting finally ceases.My ears finally take a break, but the fear in me is still active. Chills continue to run down my spine, leaving the hair at the back of my neck standing up. My entire senses are on peak, alert for anything that may happen next.The dark shadows cast by the gas lessen as Marcellan’s commander appears. I swear, I expect her to bring us guns to this gun party, but when I see Marcellan’s wolf stir to the surface, aura domineering and authoritative, I give up on that idea.Their ego and pride will be the end of them. The Seven Kings and the Prime King are known for relying on their claws and fangs. Their true forms are their method of attack, and while it'd worked for them in ruling over the world, I still believe we sho
GREYI'm very certain I don't know this ever-smiling dude in the least while he's flashing his fake white teeth at me like he's the most talked about in the entire world where I don't give two fucks.Now, something about his name does ring a bell my senses can't ignore."I—who are you exactly?"He groans the "ugh" sound as he rolls his eyes. "Enough with that already. Now the sweet part I've been meaning to say. Sharp-tongued, hard-headed, high-spirited, strong-willed, what's more I forgot to mention?"It doesn't take me a second longer to realize he's listing my qualities, at least what he's heard."You're keeping an Intel on me." I state more than question."I'd like to hear more from the horse's mouth." He brightens up even more."Know about balls-squeezey game?" I say and he shakes his head. A daunting smile creeps up inwardly. "Yea, where I oil up your balls and squeeze them till you fucking tell me who the fuck you really are and why you're not in one of those shitty capsules."
GREYImagine my utmost surprise when we get to our destination only to be faced with shuttering, blinding lights from cameras.My heart thumps in my chest. I glare at Marcellan, but he’s changed. His Alpha demeanour is turned on, and he actually carries the aura of the Ice King of North America, exactly the version I’ve always imagined before it turns out he’s nice behind the scenes and actually gives a fuck.Oh, hold up. For real, Grey? A mental battle surges inside me, wondering when I began accolading any of these assholes. These are my oppressors, I need to remember that.My side of the car is opened for me. Trevor steps to the side, and for a second, I would almost say he bowed, but he probably just nudged or nodded at something.The paparazzi fill the space, being held at a distance from us by Trevor and men in black from the cars behind us. All this time I saw those SUVs following us, I didn’t realize they’re with us. Gosh, I’m so unobservant.The skyscraper digs into the sky,
GREYI sink myself deeper into the pillow. For the life of me, the bed feels like some sort of jelly. The material is wonderfully, a blast. I've never had such luxury before so forgive me if I plan to never leave. I want to be smooched and sunk deeper.Matter of factly, I don't ever plan to leave here. But there's a problem. I swear, I know there's someone behind me... waiting for me to turn around, maybe?But I'm not turning around, neither am I moving suspiciously so the presence would know that I'm actually awake.Out of the blue, I hear a tap against a thigh. "All right, that's enough soaking in for the day. It's afternoon for damn's sake. You know I'm waiting for you, little eagle?"That's Marcellan for sure. I grip the pillow even harder, my lips squished as well as my face.Go away...I can still feel his aura.Go away, you pervert, blood-driven, Ice King of the North.And honestly, that's my favorite nickname for him by the way."Pack it up, little eagle. We have work to do."
NIKOLAIIt’s been two days since we arrived at my penthouse, and I’ve been standing in front of a window for approximately thirty-six minutes and ten seconds. That’s a long time to spend watching the garden, and truth be told, I don’t even notice the sunbeams or the fountain or the flowers themselves.My eyes are focused on Grey. He’s been sitting at the curb long enough to make me worry, and I only realize that when my peripheral vision catches my reflection.I’ll never admit my affection for Grey. I intend to keep it that way as long as he’s safe. Even if I have to punish him just for him to feel that, I will. I’ll make him hate every word I spill, everything I do, and my existence if that’s what it takes for him to remain high-spirited and alert enough not to trust anybody else.In fact, that’s what has kept him alive.I gulp down the drink in my hand, my attention briefly shifting to the Omega Morwen brought to bear my heir. When I created the new system and made sure Alphas only
GREY'S POVI wake up to the same ceiling, grand and antique. Then I bolt up and check my body. There's a small bandage on my wrist. It hurts slightly when I place pressure.That d1ck of a mad king caused this! He should have let me die if he really wanted me dead. But deep down, I'm grateful. I shi
Hi, bubble butts. Welcome to The Submission Saga.I’m so excited to write for y'all again. Before we proceed with the chapters, I've got a few things to say.This time, we’re in for a collection of 9 books, 9 lovable and intense characters all inside this Omegaverse series. Truth be told, I’m low-ke
GREY'S POV.As if the wind supports Prime Alpha Nikolai Blackwell, the door widens with a creaking sound, matching the eerie feeling in the atmosphere.As I step in, I retain my head up high, but within, I am under his command. His pheromones fill the room, stronger than the smell of weed. Commandi







