Xavier's POV"May!" The siblings yell in terror as my beloved rushed towards them, her heart rate increasing at a frightening pace. "Bring water!" They splash water on her face but she doesn't budge. "May?!" Richard yells, eyes wide in panic and lightly taps on her cheek. Sarah puts her ear to Maya's chest and sighs in relief. "She's alive." "Of course she's alive. I can hear her breathing. Don't say such things." Richard snaps at her, making me frown but she only humphs. "I didn't mean it like that. Come on and lay her down."He complies and gently carries her to the only couch in the sitting room. Sarah starts to pace as she twists her hands together, a clear sign of frayed nerves. "She's been in bed since this morning and now this? What if she's ill? Maybe that's the reason she's been in bed all week. She's sick but doesn't want us to know. No wonder she had been upset when I suddenly started assuming…""I didn't know all this was happening. When were you planning on letting
MAYA'S POV:It is a few days before the festival of seasons and a buzz of excitement could be felt throughout the Kingdom.Even the forest animals and little children can sense it, although they will not be fully involved with the activities on that day for obvious reasons.The closer it gets the more nervous I become even though I've been planning this for years now, almost a decade. Ever since that life-changing incident that happened 9 years ago, I have planned and put in place so much to exact my revenge. This festival is the only way I can get close enough to that bastard and finally put an end to his miserable life. A slight impact on my leg brings me back to the present and I look down at a shock of blonde hair, red cheeks and wide eyes. "Auntie Yaya," little Kelvin squeals with a toothless grin and latches more firmly to my left leg. I place the bag in my hand on the floor and squat to his level. "You sweet boy, what are you running from? It's too hot to be playing outside
It is two days before the festival of seasons and by now everyone is already packed and ready to go. All the Lycan clans would be traveling to the capital where the king resides to celebrate. There are seven clans in total and are being headed by the King's princes. The princes aren't related to him by blood; he has no children, instead they are personally handpicked by the king to oversee the clans.The criteria in which they are chosen is unknown by everyone but the king which is why there is hardly any replacement except one of them dies. The other clans should be on the road by now and the clan warriors mobilized to make it safer since all seven clans will be on the road. Inter-clan scuffles are a serious pain to deal with. "Are you ready, my dear sister?" Sarah, my little sister, asks in a mimicry of my voice as she barges into my room like the rude little devil she is. She always complains that I sound like a woman born in the nineteen hundreds, too reserved, she said. Her
"Did you see how hot that was?" Sarah exclaims with hands clasped together and dreamy eyes. "See what?" My brother asks when he sees that I am not in the mood to entertain whatever nonsense she's about to say. I'm always in a bad mood when we reach this place, for obvious reasons.Only my brother and I know about what truly happened to our parents. Sarah is still in the dark and we plan to keep it that way. "Xavier." She says and sighs deeply. I almost groan out loud but instead turn to look out the window again as we prepare for another lecture on how and why Xavier is her mate. I tune her out as unwanted memories from the first time I was here come to me.It was my first time visiting the capital and honestly I did not want to be here at that time. The taunts and teases I got from my unique features were already enough from my own clan mates, talk-more of people from another clan. My parents would have none of it and wanted all of us to go so they could keep an eye on all of u
We arrive at the hotel and are shown to our rooms. Sarah and I get one while my brother will stay with another since it's two per room. The news of the king's interest in me has spread like wildfire and now everyone wants to know who I am. I can hear them criticizing my every step, every strand of hair and whatever they could get their eyes on. I'm already used to the stares from my clan but this is just too much. It's not as if I'm going to be their queen. My sister and I decided to take an elevator along with some others to the third floor where our room is located. One could cut the tension in the confined space with a knife. I don't let my discomfort show, something I have learned over the years while Sarah is glaring back at anyone that glares at us. My siblings, I shake my head with a small smile in amusement. A woman in front of me finally picks up the courage and turns to face me. She's fairly beautiful with a haughty look in her eyes that said she knew. "Is it true tha
It seemed impossible but we finally found a table at a slightly secluded part of the hall. Medium sized round tables were scattered around the hall. The lighting in the hall is dim enough to not hurt our eyes but still allows clear vision and the smell of the various meals on display is enough to take my mind off my troubles for a second. It would have been perfect if not for the obvious glares being directed my way. The murmurs and stares are starting to get on my nerves. Two women dressed in dinner gowns that left little to the imagination, saunters by our table and stops behind us. "She's the one?" One of them asks."Yes. According to what I heard from Elizabeth, she and the king shared a passionate stare. He even blew her a kiss," the other woman exclaims in a wounded tone. The first woman gasps loudly. "That is so unlike anything I've heard about his Majesty. I mean..how…" She sputters, "She's not anything special. So bland and too plain. She's even stuffing her face like
King Lucius seems to conclude his discussion with his aide and turns to look straight at me and walks towards me. He doesn't take his eyes off me and I do the same to him, the room fading away with the intensity of his glare until he is about two feet in front of me. I don't know if it's my shitty luck or the moon gods know of my plan to annihilate their favorite creation but the King suddenly taking interest in me cannot be a coincidence. On the other hand, this can work in my favor and bring me a step closer to my purpose but then if something happens to him, I would be the number one suspect since everyone has already seen us together. During the night of the festival of seasons when the king takes a maiden into his chambers, their faces are covered so that they wouldn't find some fairytale status out of bedding the king. I was counting on that but this unexpected turn has thrown it all to hell. "Hello beautiful," He says, looking so deeply into my eyes I fear he could see my
"I almost came on myself when he whispered those words in my ear. He's like some kind of sex God," Sarah moans, squirming in her chair and I have to force down the urge to roll my eyes. She's been going at it ever since she made her way back to our table after the dance ended. The prospect of being with someone you danced with on the festival night is very high so i can understand her excitement. Richard has been attentive to her ramblings while my attention is on someone who isn't even here and might never meet me again. I scoff internally; who am I kidding? He made his intentions very clear and I'm just anxious that my plans might actually come to fruition this time. My nerves are all over the place. I feel Richard take my hand in his from under the table and squeeze. The act sort of grounds me and i take a breath, deciding to focus on something else. Like my sister's love life for example. Sarah notices the interaction and her eyebrows draw together in concern. "Are you feelin