I'm sad. (Due to problems with my only computer, I lost my May profit for this book. I missed the tile line in 8 seconds. I was saving to buy a new computer). In any case, this doesn't demotivate me, and I wanted to inform all my loyal readers that this book is close to the end, with a forecast of +/- 190 chapters in total. I hope you are enjoying all the characters. Let's all wait together to see what will happen with Julius and Romeo. I would be grateful if you could rate the book ( not the chapter) with stars and comments, as it is an important factor for others to become excited and start the adventure of reading the story of Romeo and Julius. Thank you, and don't forget to check out my other books. With love, A.P. Morgan
The king's men were all gathered in front of the packhouse, waiting for their king, who was slightly upset about putting the beta in command as he led his army.The warriors' expressions left no doubt about the sorrow in their hearts, but if there was any doubt, the cries and moans of their families demystified them.The general and his second in command stood in front of the door, waiting for their king, and the remaining commanders stood in front of each squad.The king leaves the packhouse door with decisive and sure steps. There is no doubt on his face what he is going to do, but his heart is restless.He goes down the stairs, and just as he is about to open his mouth to say some words of encouragement before heading off to battle, a black car enters the courtyard at great speed, frightening the warriors who are closest to the path.No one doubted that only someone linked to the pack or an ally could be in the car. The car had crossed the border and had not been stopped by the gua
- Yes, I was the only one who regretted what we did. I punished myself by letting my regrets consume all my life force until my body began to age. Even so, I died of old age because the moon Goddess punished me with life until there was no more life to live. Now you, my old friend, you didn't regret it. You continue to spout venom for something that happened because of us. If we had accepted that Airon and Lysander were mates, even Orpheus would probably be an excellent future king. I wouldn't need more pups, and Julius and maybe even Romeo would not exist today. Their existence was our fault, too. Don't you regret it, Vlad? Don't you regret letting me die alone without my friend by my side?Vlad was horrified. The words Cerebrus' soul spoke to him hit him like wooden bullets, but he couldn't talk. Vlad recoiled at each clack, clack, clack the cane made on the floor as Cerebrus advanced toward him.When Vlad's back hits the wall, he falls to the floor and curls up into a ball, hiding
- Julius, I'm afraid. Now that we have our son, I'm scared for him. If something happens to him, I don't know what will become of me. Some images don't get out of my head—images of visions and the past. Julius protects his mate and his son in his arms. He understood what Romeo was saying. - The image of my father on your body torments me. Knowing that Lysander's son was the first victim scares me. - Shuuuuu! Don't think about those things. Our priority is our son now. We have to protect him; he's a baby. Defenseless. My life doesn't matter. - Do not say that.- Listen to me, love. I want you to promise me that our son will always be first for you. He is part of me and you, but he is also part of Lysander and Airon. I feel like he's their second chance. I want to imagine him growing up strong and happy, with the best of us running through his veins. - I'm not too fond of you talking like that. It seems like you're giving up on living. - If it's for you to live and take care of o
- I apologize. I think I started the conversation in the wrong chronology. Our king did not want to enter any union for many centuries and, therefore, had no children. But even our beloved king knows that nothing lasts forever, and even he gave in to the pressure of being a father. His union with our beloved queen only lasted a short time because, unfortunately, she died in childbirth when the royal heir was born. It turns out that the queen was not our king's destined mate, nor was the prince his first son.Vlad began to tighten the arms of the throne where he sat. Everyone who looked at him saw the hatred in his eyes when he looked at his uncle.- Our beloved king's destined companion was a human servant who, despite being unusual among our slaves, did not want to be transformed. She was the daughter of another servant, so she remained in the palace and died in the palace at the queen's hands.- We weren't woken up for mere gossip, were we? What can these counselors do with the past
Julius calls Reed. - Congratulations, cousin. I'm happy for you. I don't think a pup has been born so healthy in less than five months.- Yes, thank you. It was a surprise, but Romeu had already been suspicious for a few days. Tell me, Reed, what news about my mother?- Your mother is at home. I see her left before your son was born. - Serious? Did Vlad let her go? That's weird.- It's not strange a toll because even when Vlad doesn't admit it, I think they became good friends.- Wait… What? Friends? And you “see her left?” Does that mean you stay there? Why?- So many questions. - Reed says. - Yes, friends. At last, Vlad had a lot of respect for her. About me, I have to stay; my presence here wasn't about your mother. What was the reason you called me?- Lately, when we talk, you sound like a witch. – Julius says, laughing.- I'm not like a witch, but some things have changed, and one day, I will tell you everything.- Your wolf must be furious with you. If they attack you in a hu
- What do you think of this situation? The appellant's case even has a certain meaning. The kingdom is without an heir at the moment because the king's only son is missing. - Caine says.- Sincerely? In my opinion, the appellant does not even have legal standing to appeal what he appeals. When he was expeld by the king, he effectively ceased to be a prince. He may be a Blood and uncle of the king, but he has lost that right. Who is he now to judge that his grandson is the legitimate heir? - Mortis asks.- That's the truth. Furthermore, it is evident that he wants the throne because he has always wanted it. It was his attempted usurpation that took his title. In my opinion, they woke us up for nothing. – Nosferatus says.Caine starts laughing, and the others look at him in curiosity.- What makes you laugh, old friend? – Sanguinarius asks curiously.- The arguments. If they only knew…- What are you talking about? – Dante asks.- Nosferatus is gay. He is the oldest living gay man in th
Things didn't improve in the royal pack. Elena was still in the room, and the king was haunted.The cloth that the queen embroidered was the only constant in her daily life. She made good use of the time she now had available to let the needle run through the cloth without thinking about what design would emerge.She's been doing it since she was a little girl. Embroiders, without knowing the design that will come out of the cloth but, always aware that it has some meaning.Flashback- Elena, where did you copy this drawing from? – the mother asks, looking at the cloth her daughter had offered her.- Nowhere, Mommy. I got it out of my head.- It's very beautiful. Do you know what's the meaning?- I don't know. – Elena says, shrugging her shoulders - Can I play outside?- Yes, sweetheart, play. – the Luna says, with a smile.Little 7-year-old Elena smiles and runs into the courtyard, looking for her brother and friends.The Luna gets up from the couch where she was sitting and goes to
- You only created sissies and rapists. That's your offspring. – Vlad’s uncle shouts again.- Guards. – shouts the manager, and the guards run back to the room. – if the appellant opens his mouth again without being given the word, drag him to the dungeons.The vampire's eyes showed anger, but he remained silent under the guards' oppressive gaze.Completely ignoring what was happening, Vlad continues:- Although Lysander was my beloved firstborn, I love my third and surviving son with all my strength, and yes, I accepted his sexuality. At this point, I must go back and say that when one of the werewolves attacked and killed the son of my beloved Lysander, the situation became chaotic, ending in Lysander's death at the claws of the werewolf he loved, the friendship that was strong between our species ended. Cerebrus, the werewolf king at the time was my best friend. Our sacred species and the mutts have become mortal enemies that day. When I discovered that, in the image of Lysander, R