LOGINStorme: He’s my husband’s son. Craving his touch was never part of the plan. I was supposed to be a dutiful bride to his father while trying to gain the love of my father. But he came in and drowned me with his insatiable sexual appetite. Now all I have about him are wild and sinful thoughts. Theo: She couldn’t be my father’s bride. I didn’t think I could stand it once I thought about another man touching her. No other person could touch her… except me. I think I may have been bewitched by her, but I wanted to be in that hex forever. Now all I can think about is possessing her body. ***************************************** When hypersexual Storme was sold to the alpha king of the Castillo Tribe by her father, she felt that she was doomed and that there was nothing else left for her. Not until she met the alpha King’s son, Theo. Forbidden sparks fly and they’re unable to ignore the fire burning in them. But not until the same fire threatens to burn down their very existence and peace.
View More~Storme~The servant’s words kept ringing in my ears. The king is dead.I didn’t even have time to breathe before I heard heavy footsteps rushing down the hall. The door slammed open, and four tribe elders stormed in. Their faces looked sharp with anger, their old eyes burning with judgment.One of them pointed straight at me, his voice like a whip.“Witch! The king dies, and she gives birth to twins at the same time? This is no accident. It’s obviously dark magic!”I didn’t move. My babies were curled against my chest, their small cries barely louder than the pounding in my head. I focused on their warmth and their tiny breaths.Grace stepped forward quickly, planting herself between me and the elders. Her voice shook, but she raised it anyway.“She just gave birth to the alpha king’s babies less than an hour ago! She’s bleeding and weak, and you come here shouting accusations? Shame on you!”Another elder sneered.“Shame? No. Trut
~Storme~{SIX MONTHS LATER}Six months had passed. Six months of silence, of planning, of indulging Karen and Marcellus. I had changed in those months. I was no longer the frightened girl who once wept in her room. I had buried that version of myself. What remained now was colder, sharper, unbending. My belly had grown heavy with life, but instead of slowing me, it strengthened me. Each day I looked in the mirror and reminded myself that this child was my purpose, my weapon, and my shield.As usual, the palace was never without rumors. Some said the alpha king was cursed, that his coughing fits and frail body were signs of a dark force. Others said it was me, that my blood carried rot and witchcraft, and that I drained him with every breath I took. I did not defend myself. Why should I? The fear in their eyes gave me more power than their approval ever could.Grace brushed the last strands of my hair, which I’d grown out to shoulder length, into place and braide
~Karen~That despicable wench!She’d grown wings so much that she even speaks to the king with such insolence. I looked from her to the king, wishing that he could put her in her place. For someone who barely escaped death for the millionth time, she had a lot of guts.“You both may leave now.” The alpha king finally said after what felt like a staring competition between him and Storme.“Does this mean you’ve forgiven me, Your Majesty?” my voice was squeaky, almost too perfect for a repentant sinner.“The queen looks suspicious enough, so I do not blame you for thinking that she had tried to harm me. you were only doing your duty and I commend you for that.”I smiled and turned to Storme. “Do you accept my apology, Your Highness?” Her face was stone blank as she replied. “Keep your half-hearted apology to yourself, Karen. I don’t need it.” She bowed stiffly to the alpha king, “I’ll take my leave now.”My fingers curved into my palm. She was really b
~Storme~“The king wants to get rid of me too?” I asked Grace, moving my body slightly to look at her.I’d always known that the king only got me for his vain desires, but hearing that he wanted to eliminate me too stung a little bit. If say I really was carrying his child, this was the thought that he’d have towards his child’s mother?“Yes, Your Highness. He didn’t say it outrightly, but he looked a little too pleased after you slumped that day. It was like he hoped that the tea was really poisoned, and that it killed you.”How could I be surprised?A murderer would always be a murderer. It’s a pity though that he’d say hello to our ancient ancestors even before I do.“Where’s the king now?”“I hear he’s in the throne room with Karen.” Grace replied.“Help me dress,” I said, pushing myself to the edge of the bed, “I think I have to show myself to the king so he knows that I’m fine now.”Grace moved quickly, helping me dress. Her hands worked fas
~Storme~I woke up feeling like shit today.Every part of my body ached. My head was pounding, my stomach cramping, and this annoying feeling of nausea wouldn’t go away. It was predominantly never better during the early mornings, and even though I tried to gag, nothing came out. Maybe I really had
~Storme~It was already so late into the night, past the time a supposed queen was allowed to be outside the royal quarters, unless in times of emergencies. But there were no emergencies in the palace, and if I was caught, especially by the alpha king, there would be no way to escape punishment.At
~Theo~I stomped back to my room to find Fred and Theo still waiting. My heart was still boiling with the condition that I found Storme in. I’d already resolved within me to confront my father and press for her release. I wasn’t going to let her spend another night in there with her condition.The
~Karen~I limped down the corridor, my head held high despite the pain throbbing in my leg. The scent of blood clung to me, but I ignored the questioning glances from the passing servants. Let them look. Let them whisper. None of it mattered. I had won.The ragged cloth that Mona had managed to fin






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