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His To Claim Being His Mate
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
His To Claim Mating Ceremony
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
His To Claim The Pain Of Losing
"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
His To Claim Trouble
Sabrina begged Cyrus to not defile her but Cyrus ignored her pleadings and forcefully pressed the tip of his cock against her opening. The unwanted touch caused Sabrina to quak in terror and she started shaking her head vigorously. Tears flowed down the corner of her eyes and into her hair. "One of these days, I am going to fuck you in front of him just to see his recation," said Cyrus menacingly. Sabrina didn't what to do to make him stop. She watched him with hopeless eyes as he laughed out but then something strange happened. His laughter sudden;y died down and his face contorted in pain. Cyrus stumbled back clutching his chest. His face flushed red. Sabrina's eyes became wide and she crawled away from him in horror when she saw a streak of blood dripping down his nose, mouth, ears, and eyes at the same time. The sight was bloodcurdling. She couldn't understand what was happening. Not a moment later, the prince slumped down on his knees and moaned in excruciating pain. Sabrina wa
His To Claim Holding Hand
Fury ripped through him. The anguish in her glossy eyes, the trembling of her lips, the nasty bruises on her flawless face explained all too clearly what she had endured. He felt his inside churning in pain at the sight of her cowering in fear. He wanted to pull her shaking form into his arms and comfort her. He wanted to tell her that he will shield her from the cruel world and that no harm will touch her anymore. But before that he had to clear a few things. "Is that why you killed him?" he asked her as softly as he could. He wanted to know the truth. The real truth. The truth that was in her eyes. Her eyes turned wide in pure fear. She recoiled from him while shaking her head vigorously. The desperation in her eyes screaming. "I..I didn't kill him..I didn't.." she spluttered, tasting her tears on her cracked lips. She looked nothing like the stunning bride she was some hours ago. Her lavish wedding gown was now soiled and ripped from places. Her lusturous blonde hair was disar
His To Claim Escape
Sabrina felt like she was in some nightmare as she watched Elizah smoothly slitting the one of his own men's throat sending the thick red liquid gurgle out from the split. The guard jerked violently before falling to the floor, dead. Sabrina felt sick to her stomach. A drop of tear trail down her bruised cheek. After takign care of the guard, Elizah quickly dashed over to her. He grabbed her trembling hand with his steady bloody one and started leadding her towards the exit. His expression was stern and unyeilding just like his hold. Sabrina followed him sniffeling quietly. She was scared, scarred, and drowning in guilt. Elizah had taken up swords against his own people for her. This is not what she wanted. Cyrus was dead. He died right in front of her eyes. Everything changed in just a few hours. From being the celebrated bride she was now a convicted murderer. What happened? The answer was hidden behind the thick fog of mystery. Did the witch misjudge her. Maybe she w
His To Claim A Criminal Or Innocent?
Solemn silence stretched between them for a long moment. Elizah suspectd if she had heard him."I..I killed him," her voice anguished. Elizah mulled over what she said. "Did you stab him?" he asked. "No," her shaky voice replied. "Did you strangulate him?" "No," "Did you pushed him to his death?""No," "Then how did you kill him?" he asked in a bored tone. Sabrina turned quiet for a moment. " Perhaps he would be alive if we didn't.." Elizah clenched his jaw. He couldn't bring himself to even imagine someone else's mark on her flawless skin. "Would you have taken him as your mate if you knew this woould happen?" he asked, already knowing the answer. Sabrina didn't have a say in it. She was chosen by the King himself for his heir. "I was never asked," her voice was thick with emotions. No one ever cared about her opinion. Like a water pot she was being molded to become the perfect mate for Cyrus since her birth. She was born to serve the King, it was burned into her brain by
His To Claim Trouble Indeed
Sabrina breathed in his scent and instantly felt at ease. The calming effect of his presence wasn't lost on her. There was no awkwardness. Holding him felt natural to her as if it was his responsibilty to protect her and it was her right to flourish under his protection. Her soft sobs had long ceased but she didn't want to move away. She waited for him to push her away. Elizah felt his control slipping away at the feel of her soft body pressed against his hard one. She looked calmer now. He should push her away. The only thing was that he wasn't able to do it. He couldn't bring himself to seperate his body from hers no matter how much his mind chided him. This woman had played with his heart before crushing it brutally then why wasn't he able to push her away. Why was he having this urge to grab her waist and yank her flushed against him so that he could feel her every inch. Sabrina was the one who finally drew away and looked up in his eyes. Those amber flames were devoid of any
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