LOGINVENUSHe sighs. “Well, the council members believe that having an heir who can continue to rule the kingdom is more necessary.” I can hear the exasperation in his voice. “They want to stop the royal bloodline from perishing.” Goddess, these people are stupid. Or more like selfish. They don’t really care about how the kingdom is run. They only care if the bloodline remains noble or not. “So…if you didn’t have an heir, your step-brother would have taken over the throne?” I ask. Rowan nods. “Yes.” I purse my lips. That’s troublesome. But then a thought crosses my mind and my chest tightens. I look at him. “If you didn’t plan to marry me, then would you have chosen some other woman as your queen?” I ask, not being able to hide the sadness and jealousy in my voice. He looks at me in shock. I look at the glass I’m holding, “You would have needed a woman who could give birth to an heir. So…you must have planned something.” He stares at me for a few seconds before he starts laughing.
VENUSAfter breakfast, I return to my room. Daisy waits for me inside with her hands folded. “Good morning, my lady. I hope you had a good night’s sleep—” she gasps as soon as she looks up at me. “My lady! Did you get attacked by an animal?” I sigh. Yeah, by a six foot tall wolf on bed who wouldn’t let me go. I give her a nervous smile. “I’m fine, don’t worry about it. Can you …hide them?” I ask. Daisy looks worried. “But this isn’t right. I must report it to the King. I don’t understand how you got these marks when you were with Your Majesty last night…” her voice trails off as realization dawns on her. Her face turns red. “Oh…I-I see.” “Yeah. So, can you? I will be heading to the council room so I need them well hidden.” Daisy immediately starts preparing me. She works hard to hide the marks, especially the ones on my neck since the rest gets hidden under the full-sleeved silky ivory dress that reaches up to my ankles and silver strapped heels. Today isn't just another day. T
VENUSHe flips us with effortless strength, settling between my thighs. He guides himself to my entrance, his eyes locked on mine, and pushes forward. The feeling of him filling me, stretching me so completely, is a homecoming. He seats himself to the hilt with one long, slow, devastating thrust, and we both groan in unison.He begins to move, one hand cups my breast, his thumb stroking my nipple, while the other arm braces beside my head. He kisses me, deep and slow, as he moves within me. With every thrust, he whispers against my lips. “I hope you’re not too tired because I won’t let you sleep tonight.” The new fullness of my breasts sways with his movements, and he breaks our kiss to watch me lose all sense of reality, moaning crazily under his thrusts. The pace quickens, growing harder, more urgent. He shifts my legs higher over his shoulders, changing the angle, driving even deeper. “Ah!! Yes!” I am close again, the pressure building to an unbearable peak. He feels it too. His
VENUSI stand, my legs feeling less than steady. As I move away from the table, I feel him rise behind me. He catches up to me in two strides just outside the dining hall doors. The wide corridor is lit by soft orange ceiling lights, illuminating portraits of past Kings lining the walls. As we walk, he places his hand on the small of my back. With each step, his hand roams lower, dipping to curve over the swell of my backside, squeezing gently before sliding back up. I can feel his lust like a physical force, making the very air feel charged and heavy. We reach the heavy, carved double doors of his private chambers. He pushes one open, ushering me inside before closing both doors with a definitive, echoing thud that seals us off from the world.The room is dim, lit only by the moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Before my eyes can adjust, he is on me. His body presses me back against the solid oak of the door, his hands caging my head. His mouth descends on min
VENUS“You’re the royal advisor and you know a lot about this place. Perhaps even more than Rowan does because you’ve seen a lot. I believe gossip about me has already been spread and the enemies have started planning to remove me. Tell me, how can I become the Queen?” I ask. Her brows lift. By the look on her eyes, she knows I’m not talking about what ceremony is required. I’m asking about how I can steer clear of my enemies and build authority amongst the council as well as the people of the royal pack. A queen isn’t someone who marries the king. She’s the one who leads the kingdom alongside him. I cannot lead anyone if I can’t build authority and trust. Last time, the people of the Silver Fang pack hated me because of Gonalz’s influence. I’m sure there is someone here like that whose influence is strong amongst the people. And that influencer is Nana. Since she’s the royal advisor who has helped Rowan bring Fenrisa to its glory, people trust her words the most. But that’s not
VENUSI quickly muffle my laughter on hearing Nana scold Rowan. “You didn’t give me the chance to.” Rowan replies in annoyance. “As usual, your incompetence doesn't surprise me.” Nana barks at him and I find it hard to hold back my laughter. “How am I incompetent here?” He raises a brow. Watching him getting yelled at by another person feels so funny and odd. He is usually the one to yell and insult other people. Nana looks back at me and Rowan adds. “Also, she’s my mate and pregnant.” She gasps on hearing that and her gaze lowers to my belly instantly. “How long has it been?” she looks up and asks me. “A month.” I reply. She sighs. “Well, then I hope you find it comfortable here.” There’s no smile on her face and instead a sort of hardness that confuses me. We leave the room. For a moment, Rowan and I walk silently towards the room that’s assigned to me. “She clearly does not like me,” I comment as we enter. “No, that’s not it.” Rowan says flatly, “Nana isn’t someone who b
VENUSWhen I open the door, Bronze is standing right outside, an envelope clutched in his hand.The moment his eyes land on me, his brows lift sharply. His jaw tightens, like he’s noticed something he doesn’t like.“Are you with someone right now?” he asks, his voice suddenly serious.My heart stut
VENUSI take a slow breath and look at Rowan. “It was Mallory,” I mutter, pressing my lips in concern. “She’s the one who let those wolves into the pack. One of them was a white wolf.”His expression hardens instantly. “You do not need to worry about that,” he assures me. “I am already investigating
VENUSBronze looks at her.I can’t read his expression. It’s twisted into something ugly, caught between rage and surrender. His throat works as he swallows.When he speaks, his voice is hoarse. “It’s protocol. You’re our prime suspect. You’ll have to remain in this pack.”My heart stutters.“Unless
VENUS“T-that could be possible. But when he—,” she clears her throat, as if careful not to hurt me, “when that incident happened, the full moon period was just starting. It’s usually not that strong at that time since it’s just being initiated.” I purse my lips, feeling a tad bit disappointed. A







