White fragments of clouds were scattered all across the blue sky. The sun was mildly bright, allowing people below to enjoy their walk on the street. The easy sway of wind adding to the beautiful experience. Two royal carriages were pulled to a halt in front of the castle gate. Sabrina and Cyrus were going to occupy the front carriage while Elijah and Amira were going to take the one behind. Sabrina had no will to enjoy the weather or get familiarised with the capital. All her enthusiasm and thrill were turned to ash. She just wanted some moments of peace before she was going to be slaughtered at the altar. Her eyes accidentally connected with Elijah as she moved toward her carriage. His jaw was set and his gaze displeased as he watched Cyrus and her going towards the carriage. Sabrina averted her gaze and climbed into the carriage with the help of Cyrus. Cyrus followed her in. He shut the door behind him. Sabrina drew the drape from the window and opened it partly because she was s
Gripped by shock, Sabrina clenched her eyes shut as she saw his hand flying toward her. She waited for the impact but it never came. "I'll cut your hands off if you even dared to touch her," Elijah's angry-filled voice caused her to snap her eyes open. The sight caught her by surprise. Elijah was holding Cyrus' wrist in a rather painful grip. Both the brothers were glaring at each other with murderous intent. Their jaw was set and shoulders tensed. "Amira, take her along with you," Elijah instructed Amira while staring his cousin down. Sabrina silently followed Amira. A part of her was relieved but a part of her was concerned too. What if Cyrus did something to Elijah? It was plain to see that Elijah was physically stronger but Cyrus had an evil mind. What if he schemed against Elijah? She was tempted to intervene but thought against it. Her intervention would only exacerbate the situation.She followed Amira into the carriage and the vehicle trotted off. "I can have your head for
Elijah staggered into her room. His bloodshot eyes were giving her frights. "Elijah," Amira sounded nervous as she watched him coming toward her. "Strip," Elijah commanded her. Amira smiled nervously as her gaze moved around looking for an escape. She had to meet the prince right now. "You sound intoxicated," Amira backed away a step and said with a fake smile. "I am not intoxicated. Now strip," he instructed and plopped down on the bed. Amira would lie is she said she wasn't turned on by him. With a wide chest, broad shoulders, and firm powerful arms, he could bring any woman to his knees. He was sex on legs, a stunner. Maybe she can spare him some moments. She walked to him and leaned over, giving him a full view of her huge breasts. His gaze flickered to her breast but they didn't darken with lust as she had expected them to. They remained unmoved. She raised her hand and brushed her fingertip down his cheek. Elijah grabbed her hand stopping her from touching him. His featur
Sabrina missed her mother. She missed her family, She missed Lhea, her maid. And most importantly she missed her old life. Those people lied who said mate bond brings happiness. She hadn't felt an ounce of happiness. The only thing she felt was pain. Boundless pain. When will it end? The girl wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and stared out the window. Her beautiful sparkly blue eyes were dull with melancholy. Sadness lingered in them. She was in her room the whole day and no one bothered to check on her. A maid had come once to ask her for lunch but Sabrina had refused with a wave of her hand. Not only her appetite but it felt like her spirit had also died since the moment she saw him holding her hand. How could he do this to her? A fresh set of tears filled her eyes. He had hurt her brutally. She felt dejected, helpless, and depressed. The pain felt physical. But there was nothing she could do about this but only imagine. She imagined what could have happened if he had his
Elijah held her frail body in time before she could hit the ground. Amira and the Queen stood up. "What happened to her?" the queen asked with a displeased frown. For some reason, she never liked this girl. She found her irritating and not at par with her son. She was nothing but the daughter of a powerless alpha. Her status repelled the Queen. Elizah didn't respond just kept staring at her in concern. "She fainted, "Amira sighed as if having enough of Sabrina's drama. "She is too fragile," disapproval was thick in the queen's tone. "Guard," Amira shouted. A guard came rushing in." Take her to her room. The future Queen has fainted it seems," Amira ordered. She was also not fond of Sabrina. She deemed her too weak and dumb to be the queen.The guard extended his arms to take her from Elijah. before he could even touch her, Elijah pulled her closer to his chest and glared in warning at the guard. The guard swallowed and took a step back. "Elizah, give her to him. He wil
Sabrina woke up to a rigorous pounding in her head. She clutched her head and groaned in pain attracting the maid's attention. The old woman rushed over and helped her sit up. Sabrina mumbled a thank you and leaned against the headboard. "Water," she croaked out through her dry throat. The old maid handed her a glass of water. Sabrina gulped it down quickly. She placed a hand pnher stomach and groaned. There was a mild ache in her stomach due to not eating properly in the last few days. "Here..It will relieve your pain," the maid gave her the brew that she had prepared when the princess was asleep. Sabrina took the bowl from her and drew a sip. Her face contorted in disgust and she put the bowl back on the table. "Please, finish it, My lady," the maid took the bowl and nudged it in her direction. The maid gave her a kind smile. "It's bitter," Sabrina replied, trying to avoid it. The maid's smile slipped. "Please, my lady. It is good for your health.....And I'll be punished if you
Everyone's eyes gravitated towards her when she entered the hall. The place where she was going to be sacrificed. Silence was profound as the lookers assessed the bride. She heard low whisperings of how beautiful she was looking. Everyone was captivated by her beauty. She would have enjoyed the compliments if she was being mated to her mate. But right now nothing mattered. She felt like a puppet who was supposed to follow what she was told. She wasn't supposed to have a heart but the fate couldn't be more cruel. Her throat was dry and eyes stinging with tears as she slowly closed the distance between the Prince and her. She was being escorted by Amira. Due to some reasins her family couldn't make it. They had sent their wishes and apology. Sabrina had never felt this lonely. As she reached the steps a hand came into her vision. Cyrus' hand. She balled her hands into a fist. Every part of her being was screaming at her to not hold that hand. That hand didn't belogn with her. Unwitt
"Please...don't...do..do," he punched her hard, causing her lips to tear apart. Blood leaked down the cut. She held her cheek and began crying miserably."Let me go, please...aaah," he punched her again, sending her to the floor. Her forhead bumped against the edge of the bed and she screamed in pain. The prince grabbed her arm and roughly yanked her up. He tossed her to the bed. Sabrina's vision was blurring due to her head injury. She tried to crawl away but the prince was already hovering over her. She struggled and he slapped her in return. In no time her beautiful face was beaten black and blue. Cyrus tore the front of herdress. "No, please.." she pleaded in broken voice as lamenting tears continued to course down her eyes mixing with the blood. Her struggles were weak but it was still there. She howled in pain when he kneaded her breasts. There was a scary look in his eyes. She sobbed and pleaded fo rhim to let her go but he hiked up her skirt and undid his breaches. She sho