In a kingdom where loving him is treason…he kissed me like it was war.. “Why the hell do you care?!”. Iver’s voice trembled, more ache than anger. The Alpha king was the last man he expected to worry about him, especially as an exiled head warrior. Faiz’s control slipped, as he took a tentative step towards him. “What am I to you? Huh?!”. Iver’s voice rose up a notch. “You…you are…”. Faiz faltered, then snapped. “Fuck it!”. In a heartbeat, I was pinned to the wall, Faiz gripping his face with both hands, like a treasure he would kill to keep. Faiz crashed his lips to his. The kiss was desperate, addictive and utterly forbidden. Nothing existed except the heat between them, as time fractured. An exiled warrior. A ruthless Alpha king. A forbidden bond one can neither escape. Faiz rules with an iron hand, and a heart frozen by duty. But the moment Iver’s defiant eyes meet his, control shatters. Every brush of skin feels like surrender… Political unrest mounts within shadows as enemies circle closer. Yet the greatest danger was behind closed doors- when the Alpha king stops fighting his desires, and Iver stops pretending the bond doesn’t matter… But in Drathmoor loyalty is a weapon and love between two men is forbidden…
View MoreIt wasn’t the first time. Iver was used to fighting off what he always felt, but it was all new to Faiz. Faiz’s eyes went to his injury, was relieved it wasn’t bleeding and was healing fine, but his gaze crept up and lingered on the exposed expanse of his chest and torso.His hands itched at his side, and he quickly folded them behind him, to assert control over the growing need he felt, but Iver at that point in time could sense what he tried so desperately to conceal.“You are okay”. Faiz said. It was meant to be a statement, but it had come out that way.“Why the hell do you care?!”. Iver’s voice trembled, suddenly, more in ache than in anger. He was losing it, and he didn’t care what Faiz thought about his outburst. He was the last man he expected to worry about him, especially as an exiled head warrior. As the alpha he had made the order, and he had followed it duly. Faiz’s control slipped, as he took a tentative step towards him. He shouldn’t have left Drathmoor in a haste to
More than ten feets away was Faiz on his royal majestic horse. His heart hammering outrageously in his chest. Had he been two seconds late, things would have escalated beyond his control, he thought to himself.Only heaven knew how he had managed to keep his sanity, while trying to locate him, and seeing him standing there unmoving his undivided attention solely on him, he couldn’t be more relieved.“Keep staring, and we all die here!”. Nerris’ loud voice broke through Iver’s ears. Her words like a wake up he needed, he moved swiftly and precisely, taking down their adversaries, as Faiz also joined in fighting off their adversaries.It was as if Faiz’s presence was as a fuel he didn’t know he needed all along. Constantly his eyes flickered to where Faiz was. It was still all a dream to him, that the Alpha king was indeed with him.The sounds of grunts, and muffled screams filled the air. In a few minutes their attackers' bodies began to litter around.“They are getting away!”. One of
Deep in the forest far away from Drathmoor…Inside a small cabin located in a deserted area, close to the woods, outside of Drathmoor, Iver laid unconscious on a thatched bed, his breath steady. The feverish bead of sweats that had been on his forehead a while ago, was already drying up.A lady with a lean toned body, moved around the small space, a short bloody blade dangled on her hip. The sounds of a metal pestle grinding against mortar began to fill the air, as she got busy, her eyes flickering to where Iver laid.The scent of the crushed herbs wafted in the dimly lit space. As if the grinding sounds disturbed him, Iver moved in his sleep, and in a heartbeat, he jolted up his sleep. Sensing he was in unfamiliar territory, he sat up, reaching for an iron rod close to him, ready to attack, yet the lady didn’t flinch, she only stopped what she was doing.“For a moment I thought you would never wake up”. She said, calmly her back was still facing him. “…but then again that isn’t the
“He is responsible for two murders in the palace, that sentence is far too light for the gravity of his crimes”. An elder said, rejecting Faiz’s judgment, and the rest nodded their heads in agreement. “Logically, yes, but we can’t also deny the fact that no one actually saw him commit the murders”. Faiz said, his eyes meeting each one of them. “If anyone did, you should come forward”. He said loudly, his voice resounding in the hall, but no one made a sound, nor came forward, and he sighed in concealed relief.His emotions and intuition might have played a huge role in his judgment, but his duty weighed heavier than his instinct. “Take him out”. Faiz ordered, as he left the hall, his hands twitching uncontrollably at his sides, unable to handle the pressure of his own words.As the guards hauled him towards the door, Reuel’s voice broke the silence that ravaged his mind. “Brother!”. “I’ll be fine”. Iver muttered, not loud enough for anyone but for himself to hear. “You stay safe”
No. Faiz wanted to scream, not just in defense, but against the critical voice in his head. Ilias being his next in command gave him every right to act accordingly. Ilias began a deliberate slow step towards Iver, but Faiz halted him.“Until it’s proven he is indeed the one, there will be no interrogation”. Faiz said to Ilias, but his eyes were on Iver who was oblivious to his mounting adversities. Iver had been late on purpose, to avoid Faiz, but it was a vain wish, and to top it all his beta had a murderous glint in his eyes, which he knew was meant for him. “…it’s clear as day, who is…”. “I make the final judgment”. Faiz's voice was frigid, hinting at his command, which must be obeyed.Till it was proven he was behind the murder, Faiz would stick by the rules, and not allow any misjudgments.“Assemble the elders”. Faiz added.Reluctantly, Ilias backed away, his eyes flickering to Iver, but confused at Faiz’s reluctance to accept the obvious truth. Iver had held his breath as
Iver gritted his teeth, against the pain he felt yet again in his heart, as his feet fumbled around. “I…I…need to be excused…”. Iver rasped out, his eyes flickering to Faiz, but his facial expression bore nothing of everything he felt.Iver scurried out of the field, his mind a jumbled mess, but he knew this bond would surely be the death of him.Faiz's gaze lingered in the direction Iver left. Something in the way Iver had briefly peered at him, those few seconds before he had exited the arena, gnawed at his mind. As if those brown eyes judged him.“It’s settled. He becomes the head warrior”. Monrique’s firm declaration broke through his thoughts. Faiz peered at the five elders, whose decision was already steadfast in making Iver the head warrior. “I never objected to it”. Faiz finally muttered, as his eyes went again to where Iver had scampered to. “He seems like an odd one, with a mystery”. Rae muttered, her voice bright and bubbly, a contrast to how Faz felt at that moment. “We
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