I kept lying there as I demanded the devil to come to fetch me right this moment, in my little head.
“ Oh, my Lady! Are you fine? Are you hurt anywhere? ” The woman leaped for me and grabbed my arm to pick me up.
Grinning nervously, I got up and glanced her way. She gasped, as loud and as obvious as she could.
The lined-up women barely held themselves from laughing as they all watched my muddy face and ruined Golden gown.
“ His Majesty is waiting for you. We have to get you changed, Lady Lana. ” She gripped my arm fiercely, dashed inside the gates, moved past the line of women, and dragged me along her.
“ Come on. We have to hurry up before His Highness gets angry. ”
“ Hey! Nice to meet you all. ” I waved at the women as I rushed past them hurriedly. “ A bad entry. But I hope, it was not much of a shock. ”
Dragging me like a ragdoll, the unknown woman didn’t even let me see anything properly.
I was brought into a huge room after crossing the hall filled with Gold from top to bottom.
The castle was Goldish and Foresty colored inside. I didn’t care about the decorations. I only focused on all the jewels used in that decoration.
After coming inside the room, the woman didn’t wait. She hauled me straight inside the massive bathroom attached to the room and finally left my arm.
Behind her, many other girls and women entered the bathroom and began running from one corner to another, doing different things.
I took in the huge tiled tub in the middle of the small bathroom and a smile lit my muddy lips.
“ Strip, Lady Lana. We don’t have time. ” The woman ordered.
I turned to her, ready to open my mouth and refuse but a few pairs of hands had already unzipped and pushed down my dress before I could do that.
Everything happened so fast.
One moment I was forced naked. Then, I was pushed inside the clean water. The mud was scrubbed off my body. And there were hands all over my skin.
I protested, but no one cared. They did their job and made me almost yell at them.
The only thing which kept me calm was the warm water and the Gold made wolf’s head engraved at the edge of the white tiled tub.
“ What— ”
I tried speaking, but the hands kept moving, rubbing, scratching.
“ Is this not the original color of your hair? ” The familiar woman asked.
“ Uhh... ” I tried to turn around and face her but one of the girls grabbed my feet and kept me in place.
This was so weird. Even if we were accustomed to nudity as werewolves, I didn’t like so many hands touching me in all random places.
“ Like...what? ” She scrubbed my hair without answering.
After the most strange experience of my life, I was thrust into a fit, silk dark green colored dress. Two thin straps kept the dress hanging over my body. The plunging V-neck and the lack of coverage over my back didn’t help hide anything.
“ Where is the back of this dress? ” I let out in a gruff tone as I moved around like a mad horse.
The woman gripped my arms, steadying me in my spot. I stopped, blinking at her. She sighed before leaving my arms and fixing the half-dried hair on my back.
“ There, my Lady. ” She chimed in a fake tone. “ Don’t worry. You only have to be in the presence of His Majesty. ”
I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and almost fainted due to shock. My fake blonde hair that never suited my Azure eyes was gone and in its place, my Original cocoa-colored hair was back.
“ Who took over my ugly face? ” I cried out.
“ You are beautiful. ” The woman caught hold of my hands before I could scratch the cotton candy hell out of my face.
“ Now let’s go. ” She started tugging me along.
For a few steps, I stumbled and followed but then I recalled why was everything happening like this. I grabbed onto the door of the bathroom and refused to move.
“ I don’t want to move. Tell your King that I fell and cracked my head open. I can’t meet him tonight. ” I suggested, wide-grinning and round-eyed. “ Let’s moodie woodie tomorrow. ”
If I don’t disappear with the gold ornaments by tomorrow, that is.
“ No, My Lady. You have to go. ” She hissed. “ Now. ”
All the women were now laughing at me. I understood this was common for them but I was still dumb in between my legs to go do something with that wild King.
“ I don’t want to go. ” I whispered, mustering up the fake tears.
“ Nina. Samantha. Come. ” She barked at the two girls behind me.
They caught my arms and one pushed my back. I yelled, thrashed, and whined all the way.
Just like they didn’t care about me when I was naked, they had no problem forcing me like cattle.
They were not treating me like a Lady at all.
Finally, we reached the Golden double doors. The monster was waiting behind them for me.
I attempted a last chance at running away but I was caught instantly.
“ Stop struggling, Lady Lana. He will be angry. ” The woman growled in my ear. “ he is not going to eat you. Don’t get so nervous about it. ”
Eat me? My cheeks heated as I straightened my shoulders. Eating a woman didn’t have a very innocent meaning in my explicitly detailed eighteen—plus companion books.
I stumbled.
Stumbled a lot in fact.
And struggled so hard until I was slipping down on my knees and sliding all the way to an unholy place.
I grabbed onto two very hard pillars for the love of my life and to save my head from smashing into something. The bloody woman had pushed me too hard. Perhaps, she used all the werewolf force she had left in her for this night.
Sighing at the last moment save, I lifted my head and met with a black block. Huge and right in my face.
I pushed my head back a little, my nose brushing against the hardening spot before my eyes landed on the pair of fire-spitting, hope-killing Obsidian eyes, right above me.
“ Holy Moly. ” I whispered and tightened my hold over the two pillars of support—His tight muscled thighs.
“ What are you doing... ” he breathed, more like growled deep in his throat. “ down there, Lady Lana? ”
And the hard spot. My eyes met his groin.
I shrieked, throwing myself back instantly, and falling over my butt this time. Please, Devil, come now. I want to live no more.
Hey Sweet Readers! So, after some eight months (that's really a lot. I didn't know so much time had passed honestly), the story is complete. Nora and Striker's story was different from all the stories I ever wrote before. I didn't know what overcame me when I started writing this story and decided to make Nora a crackhead from the beginning *evil laugh*, but I guess, I wanted to try something unique for the first time. I was tired of the usual All Dark Romances with the FL getting tortured and the ML being an a-hole. It was really an experiment. I was nervous about it in the beginning because I doubted anyone would want to read this book, but you all my sweet readers proved me wrong. I can't thank you enough for the support you always show me and I will never stop saying it ❤️ Like all the books before, I unconsciously delayed writing the end of this story because I was too attached to the characters but I am glad I was able to finish it. Now what's next? I am sure you all are wo
NORA “ I went to look for him before any of you did. ” He whispered and pushed himself away from the railing. “ I always will. ” I was left speechless once again. He walked away from me and left his words hanging in the air. ‘ He fucked everything up. ’ Striker groaned down our link. ‘ Make sure Ryder doesn’t see any of it. ’ I sighed and decided to follow the rest of the crowd to see what was being done. People stepped aside to give me way when they noticed my aura and me. I exited the grand hall and approached the throne room. Everyone followed me closely, eager to witness the King of the East and his new shenanigan. I came to a slow halt as I noticed blood painting the floor outside the golden double doors of the throne room. I picked up my head and stared at the man in the distance. Tyson was sitting on the grey concrete seat that had golden engravings. He was only wearing his jeans, and the upper half of his body was bare. His legs were spread apart as he rested back on
NORA Tyson couldn’t stay with us for long. He fulfilled his promise to me, gave Jack back to Striker, and then departed for the East. The little time he spent with me was enough for me to know something had changed in him. Maybe, everything had changed. His voice was no longer gentle. His eyes didn’t shine. He lost his genuine smile that used to touch the hearts. I wanted to know if it was because he was part vampire now. But, I didn’t get the chance as Striker was attached to his side first and then, it was Ryder who refused to leave him alone. Surprisingly, Ryder was able to pull the old Tyson out of him for a little while. When he smiled at him, it was real. And even for a small amount of time, Tyson’s eyes shone bright again. It was enough for me to sit back and just watch the first interaction between my son and my brother. There was still hope for Tyson. He was not all lost. And after two weeks of his return, I was proved right. I was sent an invitation from the East
NORA It was unexpected but people got used to the absence of the wall pretty fast. Levian could be credited for this perhaps. Because he didn’t attack us after the day he promised me the things he did. Vampires and humans were rarely seen. That was the case with Tyson too. He didn’t return even after two years passed. Dad went back to being the King in Tyson’s place while the three Kingdoms waited for the return of the King of the East. That’s what I liked to believe before I visited the East and realized the harsh truth. The people of the East were ecstatic that they didn’t have to deal with a rapist King anymore. They flourished during the reign of my Dad. I didn’t want to, but I felt bitter towards those people. Striker told me at that time. Tyson has to do a lot of work to make people believe in him again. But, I didn’t agree with him. People treated him harshly due to an accusation that was not even trialed or proven. They didn’t care what it made him feel or put him
STRIKER When I didn’t find her sleeping beside me earlier, I felt the worse fear of my life. Panic and anger became one, consuming my every thought, and hijacking my every move. I searched for her like a madman. In the castle. In my mind. And when I realized where she must be, all logic evaded me. I ran to save her, desperate to get to her before she ended up in danger. I was not terrified for one but two lives. My whole world, my family, my love was at risk…and there was nothing I wanted more than to have it all back. Nora made me go through all this. I could understand her desperation to find her brother but she didn’t need to do this to me. I would have gone to find Tyson anyway. I would have done everything to bring him back. For a moment, I was angry that she didn’t trust me, didn’t believe in me…and this thought drove me crazy. But it didn’t mean this anger would push me away from her. On the contrary, I found myself becoming more possessive. After what happened to
NORA“ It’s Lenora Skoldofr now. ” My voice echoed in the silent hall. “ I am the mate of Alpha King of the West. Do I need other reasons? ” “ Women are not…” Another started again but closed his mouth when I looked at him.Or maybe, because Striker looked at him at the same time.A little part of me found it infuriating but if I needed Striker’s shadow to get things done, I wouldn’t mind. I would never fight with him over this.“ I know you all were discussing the vampire threat. ” I started.All eyes were on me, judging and rejecting. Women were not supposed to take part in such activities.“ I want to be useful and suggest something to the Alpha King. ” If I needed to rely on him, so be it.“ What suggestion? ” Striker wondered, craning his neck to look at me.Instead of getting up and towering over me, he let me remain the taller one. Turning to me, and staying in this position didn’t affect him in front of all these people.“ We have a small army. ” I stated, as a matter of fact