MasukAriana's pov I took a slow, shaky step backward as the weight of his words hit me. Asher stood there, looking calm and powerful. He was clever, far too clever. He had managed to sneak into my private room without arousing suspicions. He didn’t alert Zayn, and he didn’t alert Ezekiel. He had used his magic to pretend he was Ezekiel, tricking me into a sense of safety just so he could force my deepest secrets out of me. The irony of the situation almost made me want to laugh, though the feeling was bitter. Even if he hadn't used these underhanded tricks, I was planning to tell him the truth anyway. I was desperate and I had been hoping that if I was honest, he might find it in his heart to protect me. We were family after all. I wasn't just thinking of myself anymore, I had a baby to think about. "You have no idea what I have been through," I said, my voice trembling. I tried my best to keep my anger under control. It wasn't easy, but I knew who I was dealing w
Elder Vane stood with his back straight and his hands tucked neatly behind him. He looked very serious and very old. He was a white witch who had lived for more than two hundred years. In our kingdom, he was the most important person after the King and Queen. He was the wisest advisor we had, but he was also very stern. "I do not find any joy in watching you do these things, young King," Elder Vane said. his voice was cold. "And I certainly do not like helping you hide your strange and twisted hobbies." I looked at him and tilted my head. I wasn't afraid of him, even if he was powerful. "Then why are you here?" I asked placing a finger on my chin though I were thinking very hard. "Let me guess. You have come to yell at me because I let Zayn come into our kingdom." Elder Vane walked slowly into the dark cell where I stood. "That arrogant King Zayn would have come here whether we liked it or not," Vane muttered. "He is the leader of the Seven Kingdoms, after all. We
Asher's pov Few minutes ago After showing Zayn and Ezekiel to their chambers I headed for the dungeon below my castle to visit my favourite prisoners. Visiting them always gave clarity of thought. One I really needed right now. "Are you going to play with your toys Asher?" One of my cocubine. My head concubine asked slithering into my arms. "Yes Vivian. I need to clear my thoughts for what is to come." I said rolling my fingers down her face and settling it on her breasts pressing them gently as a moan escaped her lips. "Fuck Asher, you always touch me at the right places. I wished I had you all to my self." She said biting her lips while I smirked. "You're so beautiful Vivian." I said kissing her lips. The kiss was slow, and hot. I could feel my member hardening as I grabbed her ass and she let out a soft moan. I pulled away just as she leaned in for more, her eyes hazy with a desire that bordered on desperation. "Go back to your quarters, Vivian," I whispered,
I slowly pulled the heavy wooden door open. There stood Ezekiel. He was leaning against the doorframe, his eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made me feel like he was trying to read my very soul. Immediately, I felt a lump in my throat and gulped nervously. My heart started to race. Every time I saw him now, I felt a mix of love and a deep, burning guilt. "Can we talk?" he asked. His voice was low, almost a whisper. "It’s dangerous," I whispered back, my eyes darting quickly to the left and then to the right. I could see a few guards standing further down the long white hallway. "What if Zayn finds out you’re here? He’ll act out like he always does." I knew these guards were Asher’s men, not Zayn’s. They didn't care about the Wolf King’s rules, and they probably wouldn't run to tell him that Ezekiel was in my room. But Zayn was a terrifying monster, and I didn't want to take any risks. I had another life inside me to protect now. I couldn't afford
Zayn didn't like the way Asher was looking at me and In a heartbeat, he moved his large body quickly, stepping right in front of me. He was like a giant stone wall, shielding me from Asher's intense, icy gaze. I peeked from behind Zayn’s shoulder. Standing right behind Asher were three incredibly beautiful women. They wore very little clothing, and they all stared at me with mean, hateful eyes. They didn't even try to hide their disgust. It seemed like the rumors were true: Asher Whitestone was a total flirt and a man who loved being surrounded by beautiful women. "I was very happy to learn that I still have a living relative when I read your letter, King Zayn," Asher said. Even though Zayn was blocking him, Asher kept trying to look past him to see my face. I found it hard to look away from him. His stare was so strong and focused. His eyes were a stunning silver color that matched his white hair perfectly. He was, without a doubt, a thing of beauty. "But wh
Ariana's pov A day later The ride to the Kingdom of Ashborn felt like it lasted forever. Usually, the sound of the carriage wheels on the dirt road would be soothing, but today, the silence inside the carriage was heavy and suffocating. No one spoke a single word. I sat in the back, squeezed into the corner. Bella sat right across from me, her face calm and professional, Next to her were Zayn and Ezekiel. Every few minutes, I would feel a pair of eyes on me. I would look up and see Ezekiel watching me with a strange, worried expression. I had a gut feeling that Ezekiel knew something was wrong. He knew me better than anyone. But he also looked confused. He probably thought it was impossible for me to be pregnant yet after all, it hadn't even been a full week since that night we spent together. Because Zayn was sitting right there, staring out the window like a dark king, Ezekiel couldn't lean over and ask me what was happening. He just kept giving me
This chapter contains violence, trauma and abuse, please skip if necessary, readers discretion is strongly advisedThe words would not stop. They were like a loud bell ringing inside my head, over and over again.“None of it is my fault. It is all your fault.”I was trying to wake up, but my mind f
The metallic smell of blood wasn't just in the air anymore, it was coating my tongue, thick and cloying. I stood frozen, watching as the two powerful beasts ripped into each other's flesh. I couldn't look away from Zayn. He was a vision of pure destruction. He was truly befitting of his earned ni
Warning this chapters contains very gory, abusive sexual contents, readers discretion is strongly advised. Please skip if necessary "NOO!!" A gut wrenching scream echoed through the room, it was Lyra going on her knees and begging Zayn."Please....please, I will do anything.. anything you ask of m
The air in the dungeon turned to ice the moment those words my lips. My heart wasn’t just racing, it was hammering against my ribs like a trapped deer."Za-zayn..." I choked out.Before I could even blink, the world blurred. A cold, iron-like grip clamped around my throat, lifting me off my feet.







