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Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 20
THE SOUND of the metals grinding in the sultry air of battle, swept the round arena. With the two werewolves having the cynosure to themselves at a vehement sparring- prolonged for almost half an hour- all eyes varied in two diverse hues were pinned in subservience, watchful to every move in motion.Every blows that Ruvillous would give in one swing, it will be abruptly anticipated with a counterattack by the aureate Reize. Then thereafter, a never ending flail of silver blades would always clung to every ears of the spectators."At this point, this alpha audition will be lengthen to at least threefold days!" Noah's frantic voice echoed into Yseah's senses. The maiden then deviate her eyes to the latter whom bitting his nails in intimidation of hopeful wish that the fight will soon be over before being dragged to an hour spar.Yseah's rubicund lips remained sealed in thin line. She hovered her thoughts wether to make a remark to the aid's statement or not.
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 21
CANTALOUPE skies pervade its sheen colors of ray in the round arena. The competition has come down to ten remaining participants who are quavering in secrecy whenever their feet trample upon the threshold of the main circle. Ruvillous was lit up in vim thus the rationale behind why the fight of the other participants were quicker than the first battle with Reize. "His highness is so enthusiastic when it comes to sparring, isn't he my lady?"Yseah's train of thoughts halted as she was awaken by the affable voice of a man. As she cringes her head towards the voice, Yseah let out a crooked smile once more to non other than the honeydew werewolf. Why can't he just leave me alone?!..... Yseah ranted at her mind for the tenth time. After the reckless and quite brazen stunt Yseah did -by screeching some sugar-coated cheers to her mate- it was prominent that Reize was triumphant of the heated battle, since it resulted Ruvillous to lose his focus at fi
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 22
*Flashback* (Yseah's perspective)I locked my shuddering gaze at the silver blood werewolf clad in a knights garb whom now aiming his sword at the quavering young lycan.His pair of cobalt orbs was glaring in gelid deadpan expression as he utter his words of threat. His honeydew hair reflects an illuminating golden ray from the celestial sun. His body was well-built for a werewolf who can maintain a human form. But darn! This isn't the right time for you to admire his manly features, Yseah. Ferion's life is in grave danger!"A child whipped in thick fur and claws whom stolen to monsters. Poor young boy. The moon goddess must have seething wrath in your past life since you were born in the cursed kin of savage lycans." He was frivolously sarcastic to the six-year old lycan boy that just made Mildred growled in vexation. Ferion shrunk even more with fear -that only he was capable of as a response was wailing and waiting for the sword to separate
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 23
*Flashback* (Yseah's Perspective)Even settled at the wilderness, the heavy air of resentment suffocates me. I wish I never have brought Ferion with me to forge food or even making the decision of coming here, at this slough in the first place. "Gross!!!!!!" the silver blood werewolf whom who choked from his own chortle earlier, suddenly screeched his disgust words at me and the man take hold of my bloodied chin. "Are you insane Pel? You want to have a spawn from a savage?! You must be lost in sanity! Right commander Reize?" he resumed mocking but I heard no response given by the honeydew werewolf. Instead, the sexually immoral bastard plaster his sly smirk at me that let my eyes squinted in abhorrence. Makes me wanna spew my last meal of worm soup earlier. "Either way, if I'll have a child at you, It won't be able to set its eyes from this world since its going to spend a lifetime of suffering in the underworld- the very least place that savages like yo
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 24
A hidden memory within the depths of her chained past,forge only to be forgotten in the midst of time.That is what Yseah has embedded to the faithful encounter she and the aureate commander from the past.Though.... I really do wonder if he still remembers of that day. Surely if he reckons it... I have already paid the debt I owe him- by favoring him to win this audition. Yseah was still immersed at reminiscing the past that she was oblivious, she was gratuitously gawking at Reize for the longest time. Reize was smiling the whole time, as he gaze back his azure stare at the windows of their Luna's soul. Earlier, when he felt his head almost pierced by the heating gawk Yseah gave him- that he almost thought he was gonna die just from her stare. But gradually, the blaring gaze turned into a calm ocean; kindred to the deep waters of the southern sea. He does not exactly know why she was staring at him with deep wavered eyes- or either having the slightest
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 25
CHAINED IN a dire situation of subdue mortification, Yseah's internals were shuddering of rubicund hues- visible at her flesh. Her rosy cheeks shone scarlet specks that let her lips gape in deep rapt. Wh-what?! Does he really meant what he just said?!..... The maiden she- wolf was situated in awestruck as no words came to spill out from her petty mouth- yet only choses to rant wildly to where I also can hear audibly; complaint by her wolf, Mildred. Ruvillous' lips exalt into a broader beam. It was least cunning compared to his erstwhile grin. Letting her Luna not to articulate anymore of her utterances, Ruvillous slithered down his hand and then intertwine his fingers to Yseah's dainty ones. Still in state of half-consciousness, Yseah had nothing left to do but gawk upon their weaved fingers. "Shall we go?" Ruvillous asked, knowing that the maiden he held hands with will not provide any concrete reply. Ruvillous then leisurely dragged her steps firm to
Mated To The Thorns CHAPTER 1
THE CLAMOR of the gongs, lost its harmony. The beating drums were shut as the pointed obsidian pour down like heavy rainfall under the sheen of the blue moon. The lanterns that lit the once lively street of a petty dominion- reigned over by the other two nations- arose into flames as it silence the dead corpses lay before the cold pavement. The stench of her Lycanthropy kin's blood numbed into Yseah's wrinkled nose. Her pair of lilac eyes were unbeknownst of the tragedy that occurred in a leap of her heartbeat. A minute ago, smiles of her people glistened under the radiant cyanic full moon. Sound of hands clapping, plaudit their annual celebration of Crystal Moon festival- a lunar bloom where the orb above them gleam into bright blue on its highest peak. It was their pack's notable festivity, served before the goddess Selene for the good tidings of their rare kin. For a thousand blue moons that their mirth was held, Yseah and her lycan people never witnessed bloo
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THREE LUNAR months have passed since the melodramatic revelation bared in the maps of Otheli. It ran like wildfire that spread in every lips of nobles and commoners of the two nations- that also was the reason behind why Yseah have kept her life and survived at the recurring time- the fact that she is the Luna of their mate less crown prince Alpha. After what happened at that notable nightfall of the supposed festivity of her pack, she was spared to be slaughtered by the tyrant's silver blade and had taken her instead to the abode of his mate- the kingdom of Elodnia. When she first step inside the palace walls of the conspicuous first nation, no one ventured to ask her whereabouts- to the fact that she is from the known savage pack of lycans. All the palace servitors were cautious to her. They would smile at her and curtsey but all thy actions were shallow as a dried pond. Crooked grin she would always see when the nobles of aristocratic families gave their gifts of welc
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