AVA KILLIAN
"Lord Ashfold, You need to stop your daughter now, it is treason, she'd commit treason," the chief justice shook Lord Ashfold from his vicious thoughts. Lord Ashfold saw that it was the end of this plan, and he had literally killed his own granddaughter just to have Ava's head, and now Kaila has gone into full rage, about to commit treason that could put his family and all he's worked for at stake. "Kaila! Stop," Lord Ashfold spoke. "Don't do this!" he said as he walked towards Kaila. In his mind, he wished Kaila had done it sooner before the physician got there; then it’d be justified. It is only a mother's resolve. "Go back, father! Don’t come closer!" she ordered, and she all of a sudden saw Jeremy enter the room in shock at what was going on. "Hold my father off, Jeremy!" Kaila ordered. "What?" Jeremy questioned cluelessly. "Do it, you are sworn to me!" Kaila yelled. Jeremy froze to the spot at the predatory glance of Alpha Axel; he wouldn’t dare move an inch. In an abrupt speed of lightning, Alpha Axel was behind Kaila, and his knife back to its sheath. Kaila's hands were gripped tightly by him, the supernatural speed of an alpha, leaving Ava gasping for breath as she held her cut and fell. "I commanded you, Kaila..." he said, his voice low but grave. "This is not enough. My daughter was murdered, how should I live with this?" she cried as Axel held her tightly in his grip, holding her in place. "Kaila... This matter is finished," Lord Ashfold said to her again. "You witch! Where is justice? For your crimes and your father's!" Kaila yelled. "My father's sins are not my responsibilities!" Ava yelled back, this time fed up with being responsible for her father whom she loathes with passion. "Shut up! Where is justice for my daughter's death? It is trampled under your privileged pretty foot again, PrInCeSs! You are just as mad as your father is. Everyone sees you for what you are now—a monster!" Kaila yelled. Ava's eyes squinted; she could swear she saw an expression of accomplishment on Kaila's face. When she said everyone sees her for what she is, it was rather like confirmation that she was just like her father, and now she has no excuse to protest taking responsibility for her father's actions. 'There's no way you did that to your own daughter just to paint me like this,' it dawned on Ava as she said internally. "Trial dismissed!" the chief justice announced as four royal physicians rushed in and helped Ava outside. ✿ Ava narrowly opened her eyes to see a lot of people tending to her at once. She was unaware of how long she was unconscious. "She's awake," the female physician checking her pulse quickly called the attention of the other lady as she ran towards Ava. "Princess, are you okay?" she said, holding her wrist. Ava's vision was a little blurry, but she found her face familiar. "Layla?" Ava called, and the other maids and physicians glanced in their direction, wondering how the cruel princess knew Layla, a common female physician. "You may excuse us now," Layla said, and one stood out. "You can't tell us what we can't do. We are tending to the princess, and we are colleagues." "Leave us alone," Ava managed to say, and her neck stung. She felt the pain from the cut from Kaila's hostage, and the other maids and physicians left the room at once. "The cut will heal quickly, and the scar will disappear in a few months," Layla said. "You saved me, Layla!" Ava held her hands tightly. Layla was the physician who risked her life and rushed into the trial room to inform Alpha Axel of her pregnancy. "I didn’t... fate saved you. You cannot die for other people's sins, princess. The late king's sins pushed onto you, and now Kaila's sin is pinned onto you as well?" Layla whispered, her voice laced with anger. "What? Kaila's sins?" Ava squinted in puzzlement. "You don't know, do you? She murdered her own daughter to frame you." Layla let out, and Ava quickly covered her mouth. "That is a huge allegation. I don't want to lose you, Layla," Ava said. Even though she saw the glint of conquest in Kaila's face the other time, she couldn't just make it come together. A mother would not kill her own child. Layla's expression hardened. "Jeremy, Kaila's bodyguard, killed my master, the head physician, when we were on our way to inform the king about your pregnancy... You do not know how vicious Kaila is, princess. She's executed a lot of my maid friends for only slight mistakes. Who do you think got the strands of your silver hair? One of her maids! And that dagger was taken from your old room!" Layla said, and Ava was left in shock, her mind reeling as the weight of Layla's revelation sank in. "I should inform the king about this," Ava said. Layla’s face twisted with panic as she grabbed Ava’s shoulders. "Listen to me, Princess. There is nothing you can say that will make anyone believe you. Alpha Axel despises you, and the entire court is against you. The only value you have now is carrying the king’s child. And believe me, it’s only temporary. You’re nothing but a vessel right now. A breeder! You’ll give birth, and they’ll take the child away from you—forever. And then it depends on the king's wishes to execute you for the sins framed on you." Her eyes were wide, her breath coming fast, and Ava could see the fear etched deeply into Layla's face, before she released her grip. Ava's heart thudded after the realization in Layla's words, and the urgency that accompanied it. Her child would be taken away from her, which scared her to death, and that’s even if scary Kaila wouldn’t murder her before she gives birth. "What should I do? I don't want this life!" she said wearily. "You have to escape! I'd help you escape the palace. I'd use my life savings to get you away from this kingdom. Run far away and never come back," Layla said, and Ava's face squinted with doubt. "How is that possible? And what about you? You will be in danger if they find out!" Ava said. "Don't worry about me... It's to—" "What are you talking about, wench? And why are you alone with the Sinner Princess?" A senior maid walked in with great resentment in her eyes, as the other maids accompanying her pushed Layla away harshly. Ava immediately attempted to help Layla, but she was pinned down harshly, as she watched Layla carry her stuff and leave the room. Tears welled up in Ava's face; Layla was the only true friend she had since she was a girl. She would risk everything to make sure Ava was okay, especially receiving 100 lashes from the cruel nuns when she snuck some cakes and deodorant for her back at the monastery. "PrInCeSs! The king needs you now. We'd get you ready," the head maid said with a vicious smirk, and it made Ava remember the hateful fanatical nuns. She was unmoved by this, thus used to it. But what scared her was seeing Alpha Axel. What would he do to her now? ---AXEL VOSS Whilst Evanora stood, eyes shut, magic whipping out of her hand, without hesitation, Evanora reached for Bellerosé's beast, ripping the collar from her neck with a flash of golden power. Darcy raced to Flynn and Cavil, shattering their cursed collars one after another. The spell broke instantly. The children collapsed to their knees beside their wounded mother and Brother Axlis gasping, weeping as the dark fog cleared from their minds and they shifted to their human form. "Mommy!" Bellerosé sobbed, pressing his tiny bloodstained hands against Ava's torn side. "Mommy, I'm sorry!" Ava’s beast, barely conscious, nuzzled them weakly, her silver eyes dimming but still full of endless, unconditional love. Kaila, seeing the damned whip wasn't working again, sprinted out of the pavilion, but Nyxar, the towering direwolf which was under Darcy's mind control, pounced on her before she could even move an inch. Jaw closed on her arm, tearing it from her body, scream tore her thro
AVA KILLIAN Together, the two rageful beasts, Alpha Axel and a towering Lycan beast that was Ava, turned to Cahir. Cahir's hand trembled; the sight before him terrified him to death.... And then so quickly, the other Alphas loyal to Cahir snarled and shifted into their wolf forms, knowing if Cahir dies, Alpha Axel will kill them all who betrayed him. They have to fight, or they lose their neck if Alpha Axel wins this battle; their beasts snarled at Alpha Axel's. About twelve beasts charged straight for Alpha Axel’s massive black beast; Axel met them head-on with a juggernaut of destruction. His claws ripped through flesh with rage and savageness, tearing through every flesh and muscle. He moved like a god of death, crushing their throats, snapping their spines, blood soaking the floor beneath him. One wolf lunged for his throat—Axel caught it mid-air, his jaws closing around its head with a crunch. Another tried to flank him, but Axel’s massive paw struck it aside, sending the
AVA KILLIAN The door of the pavilion fell open with a crash. All heads turned sharply, and Henri stormed in first, his armour torn, his face splattered in blood. Right behind him stumbled Ava Killian, her dress ripped and soaked crimson with the blood of Cahir’s rebels. The rebels of Cahir have stormed the palace, and the soldiers loyal to the house of the Lycans are fighting, but the rebels of Cahir Cole are too much and prepared; half the soldiers of Alpha Axel died from the poison in the event wine. Henri, seeing that Alpha Axel had been held hostage, unsheathed his swords in one smooth, savage motion, stepping protectively in front of Alpha Axel. Ava wasn't looking at anyone. Her eyes had locked onto the far side of the hall— Her children. "Axlis! Bellerosé, Flynn and Cavil!" she screamed in horror. The little Lycans were lined in possession of Cahir Cole, pale, their tiny bodies unmoving, heavy iron collars digging into their throats. Ava's heart shattered. "No... no, no
AXEL VOSS Alpha Axel couldn't believe his ears; there was no way this was the truth. He's lived his life believing Alys was his daughter. He has lived his life surrounded by power-hungry betrayals; whilst he punishes his only fate-bound mate, his heart hurts. The words hammered against his skull, impossible to accept. His hands shook where they rested on the throne’s arms, and his throat felt like it was closing up. "You’re lying," he rasped, voice raw. "Alys is my daughter." Kaila only laughed, a cruel, broken sound, her smirk infuriating him. He hoped desperately she stopped telling him Alys wasn't his daughter, even though she died, but were all the memories lies? Kaila took a taunting step toward him. She stopped so close he could feel her breath brush his face. She wasn't even scared that he would snap her head off her neck at that moment. He knew Axel wanted her to tell him that she was lying and Alys was actually his daughter, but she moved closer to his ear. "No, Axel,"
AXEL VOSS Axel knew Cahir had prepared beyond his expectations before he could dare enter into his court to pull this play. It was too audacious, and he didn't know what to expect. But he had conquered houses and packs; he would handle Cahir. He sat and asked him, “Cahir Cole, enemy of the realm,” he called calmly. “What do you want?” Cahir’s laughter echoed through the hall – so hysterical and raw and jarring – so long before he stilled, his eyes gleaming with viciousness as he stepped closer to the throne, to Alpha Axel. "You know… just some months ago, you were in my death pit fighting for your life... And somehow you crawled back into your tower... You think so little of me that you didn't prepare for war; you were too relaxed." Cahir said, "Answer my question." Alpha Axel growled so sharply at him the hall shook. Cahir looked around and laughed again, "Impressive." He said, "You ask what I want?" His voice was low, serrated with hatred. "I want your head on a spike,
AXEL VOSS One thing he had ever hated and feared was becoming like the mad king, or ever giving impression of the mad king to the people, his vision was different, to stop oppression by the Mad King and to actually lead the realm to its Apex and make it as the most powerful in the world. Whilst he planned to revenge on the mad King and make his seeds pay, he realised that sometimes a bad fruit produces good fruit, and Ava? Ava Killian was the good fruit the Mad King had produced, and he was wrong for treating her this badly from the onset, she was innocent and a victim of circumstances, Guilt suffocated him the moment Henri carried her out of the pavilion of pleasure, All these allegations that was ever made against Ava he never truly investigated, when he could simply investigate and go deep into the matter. But now, he knew he hard truly sinned against their mate bond, his inner wolf is angry, it turns out his inner wolf had never shared his hatred for Ava, the way he buried h
AVA KILLIAN Tears filled Ava's vision as she looked straight at Alpha Axel; his expression was cold as ice, and he didn't budge; he just stared directly at her like she was nothing. "This is the part where I introduce my slave…" Alpha Axel said to the guests, and with all these wild-looking men's gazes directed at her, she was the main attraction. Some grinned with utmost hunger in their faces, and some smiled perversely. "This is Ava Killian, Princess of House of the Lycans, the Mad King's daughter." He announced, and murmurs erupted in the crowd. "Is she not the one we've heard killed your daughter, your majesty?" One of the men grinned; Alpha Axel's wrist clenched into a ball, and from Alpha Axel's silence, it was clear that the Lord had misspoken; he immediately kept mute. "Your mercy is immeasurable, your majesty; keeping her as your slave is too merciful." Another Alpha chimed in, with a goblet in his hand filled with wine, and about five slaves all over him, one suckin
"ouuu, see who we have here, Princess Ava of the House of Lycans..." A tall beautiful slim lady, walked towards Ava, she was stark naked, her body perfect, glowing under the light.. "Ohh see what's written there.. the King's Rejected Property" she said and the others laughed hysterically, Ava immediately stood up and ran to another corner of the large waiting room. She sat on the corner her arms wrapped tightly around herself as though that would shield her from the nightmare unfolding. Around her, the other women prepared—no, preened for the horrors coming from the pit of pleasures, as she looked around the room, about 80 females or more all naked and so engrossed with preparing, One with ink-black hair poured warm oil into her palm and massaged it slowly between her legs, humming softly like she was painting herself for a lover. Another girl lay back on a mat with her knees parted wide, as two others helped her stuff a whole bottle full of slick, honeyed oil into her vagina,
AVA KILLIAN It has been two days since she was locked in Alpha Axel's study room, no water no food, she had screamed her lungs out and no one came to check on her, Not even once did the door open to allow air inside, she lost air a lot of time and she had always rushed to the window crack to breath in the littlest. She had begged through the door that she would take any other punishment, not even a sound came from the door, Ava cried till she couldn't even cry anymore. She lost strength, sweat soaked the flimsy fabric she had worn since two days ago, her hair messy and unkempt, her lips dry and dehydrated, she wasn't at all in a good condition. Until the door finally burst open and Alpha Axel came in with his guards and Henri besides him, "Please.." Ava crawled towards the feet of Alpha Axel and A guard kicked her in the ribs before she could reach him. The sharp pain stole the breath from her lungs as her frail body was sent flying into a wooden shelf, toppling books and orna