Se connecterSCARLETT“How? We barely knew about the beastmen existing a few hours ago. But we're in a prophecy to save your world?” I was genuinely curious about this. The Tiger King let out a weary sigh, bowing his head. “There’s no way I could explain it to you in words you would believe,” he said quietly. “But perhaps… seeing the Priestess will help.”He looked up to both of us and stood up, showing us the way to this priestess as he motioned for us to follow. Cardan and I exchanged a look.We followed him down a winding corridor lit by pale blue fire torches. The deeper we went, the colder it became. I shivered, hugged myself and looked around in curiosity. Strange symbols glowed faintly on the walls, and I could feel energy thrumming in the air. There was surely something paranormal here.After what felt like an eternity, we stepped into a vast cavern. Water dripped softly from the ceiling, and the floor shone as if it was covered in glass. In the center of the room coiled a massive white s
CARDANTo say I was shocked would be an ill expressed way of stating how I felt in that moment. First, the beastmen were real. They existed. I had known that they were not aiming to kill me at least but they had harmed me and I had thought we were in danger. So imagine my surprise when we were given special treatment and had a banquet prepared for us. It was astoundingly foolish in my opinion. I had wanted to meet with the rogue king who had ordered our kidnap. It was a hitch in our plan but it had to be important to have happened.“King Cardan.” He acknowledged me with a nod which I returned. “Thank you for honoring my invitation to come here.”I chuckled lightly, suddenly angry at the fact that he was going to pretend like we hadn’t been bundled here like sacks of onions.“Your men were quite rough in their handling of your honourable guests. I guess this is how beastmen regard us.” I threw a side glance to the beastman who still stood by my side, looking apologetic. Their King w
SCARLETTNow that I think about it. Wolves were beast too. But we were loners and that made it make sense that wolves weren't a part of the whole beastmen group.I frowned at him as he continued staring at me. He had mentioned something about a tiger king.At this point I had experienced many things to know never to let my guard down, so I asked him.“What does he want?” “You'll find out.” He responded with a stifled yawn. “I'm sorry about that.” He added quickly, rubbing his eyes. They looked droopy and it looked like he hadn't slept in days. I studied him in silence for a moment. His shoulders sagged under invisible weight, and for a second, I almost pitied him.Then, like a sudden spark of panic, a thought hit me. “My friends,” I blurted. “Where are they?”He blinked, then met my gaze. “They’re safe,” he said softly. “You’ll see them soon. Everyone will be at the banquet tonight.”“Banquet?” I repeated, my brows knitting. “What banquet?”He didn’t answer. He only turned, gesturin
SCARLETTI has lost count of how many times I opened my eyes to the strangest of places after being knocked out. But in all my experience, nothing shocked me like the sight of what was before me.I jumped out of the bed that I laid in…if it could be called a bed. It was soft and comfortable, yes, but when it came down to it. This was what one would probably call a raftan mat. The room I was in was holey and traditional, and it smelled strongly of medicine. I looked down at myself to find that all my wounds had been treated, most of the scars I spotted were almost…gone.Wow.It would be stupid of me to let down my guard because of a few beauty treatment so I went on survey the room. What shocked me out of bed was the image of the Tiger head engraved into the wall. It was a great work of art, I must say, but the largeness made me feel small for some reason and it was imposing and had a great weird vibe about it.That too, I was a wolf, and seeing the image of a tiger mounted like a wor
CARDANI had no idea what I had been thinking when I confessed to her how I felt. I mean, we just came out from a lot, had sex and now I was dumping my feelings on her just like that.Thank God the motel had a roof. It was shabbier than what I was used to but still much better than the danger we had been in for weeks.Sigh. I looked up at the moon, wishing everything would somehow become easier now. Scarlett was my mate and beyond the bond, I have come to deeply love and admire her. I had watched her transverse on her journey to who she now was and all I wanted was to have her by my side.But I couldn't force to want me because I wanted her.It was slow but sure. I was going to have her in my arms soon. But I had to be careful that she doesn't get scared and run away from me again.I admit that I had been an asshole in the beginning and my image had been further dented by the stupid shapeshifters. So I would wait patiently.My stomach growled in response to my thoughts. I laughed at t
SCARLETTHis heavy male body pinned me to the bed else I would be sure that I would have found my way out of the room immediately I heard those words.Love? Wasn't this just about satisfying each other's lust? When did he get the chance to grow feelings for me?Despite my stupefication, a part of me felt giddy with joy. He loved me.I wasn't sure about the confession. They say men said anything when they had good sex. And I won't lie, the sex was good. But not good enough to make one so forgetful.He had a wife. He had caused my miscarriage…albeit indirectly. He had made me a fugitive. Was I supposed to move on from all that like some bullshit fairytale, tell him I love him too and we love happily ever after?The thought was tempting. Very. Since the war was drawing to a close. But I couldn't put the loss of my child behind me just like that.He stared at me following my every move with hope in his eyes as I stood up from the bed. My clothes were wet and dirty so I couldn't use them.







