My soul jumps out of my body. Damon sat in the dark end of the room watching the troops walk through from the giant windows, with a dagger in hand. He wore shorts made of fur and nothing and could see the lines and scars from war scattered all over his back and lower waist, his wounds were not all healed and traces of blood could be seen from the tips of a few cuts.
“Is this the life I will live?” Damon turns towards me facing me with his clean chest. He had a scar just above his heart, I know he is the warlord not surprised by his wounds and all however he is royalty, he should be living in affluence and grace and let the people do the hard job. She knew some wealthy men stayed at the top and let the less privileged do the dirty work from the books she had the opportunity to read.
“I will go in” I wasted no time in evaporating and condensing inside the bathroom. It had everything which makes me wonder when he had time to prepare. I had a long shower, I think I lasted in there for about an hour resulting in a knock on the door.
“Seranda” I heard him call out to me. I was beneath the water filled to its brink in the bathtub. I barely replied in time stopping him from walking in faced with a naked me. The water felt good on my bo as much as I wanted to last longer in the bathroom, the knock on the door grew louder and fiercer by the moment.
“Coming” Everything in the bathroom screamed seclusion and dominance, from color to choice of towels and slippers. I walked out in oversized bath slippers, with a white towel tight around my chest. Damon was still in the same position I left him, with a difference of him staring at me this time around. “Sarah will get you what you need, food will be ready at 10 pm, dont be late.” he walks out leaving me all to myself in the room. Sarah walks in just after him with a set of new white PJs for me. She looked cute, she helped me get dressed.
“Will you want to have some fruts to before dinner my Lady” a knock on the door interrupts us. A man covered in black war armor walks in bowing to me with his right arm to his chest. “My lady, we have some gifts for you, I am Nathan Lansfield second in command to the Lord and his best friend” his smile was everything, I found Sarah smiling and flushing sheepishly at him, her eyes were capable of doing the deed without her moving a finger.
“Thank you” The other servants brought in shopping bags and boxes of what I think are jewelry, he left as soon as he came. Sarah helped me seek out the dresses and arranged them nicely in the wardrobe, which looked too scanty. “Where are my lord’s possessions?” Sarah giggled with such amusement. Nothing I said was funny. “He lives 3 times to a single night here annually.”
“So where does he stay if not here?”’
“In the fronts my lady, we are always attacked hence he is always at war, but not to worry, the castle is very safe nothing will happen to you” could feel sweat break from my back, rolling down to my legs. I know nothing of war and defense, I am yet to understand who my mate is, Everything was happening rather too quickly.
“Dinner is served my lady” Sarah and I returned to the first floor where Damon was waiting, he looked cold and graceful. His jawline clenching could tell just with a glance he did not like the presence of others around me. He appears to be calm and composed however his facial expressions gave him away. Sarah was a female who saw nothing with her accompanying me around. Know very little about wolves, but have read they are very possessive of their mates. Sarah pulled out a seat for me and helped me serve my plate. Dinner went through in silence.
I retired for the night all exhausted nonetheless my mind was filled with the zeal of seeing the next day. Looking forward to another day gave way for a fascinating feeling to creep in. Damon lay on his back playing with the same Daggar as earlier. Ï had no idea of what to say or how to go about it. He was my mate and savior and as such should be grateful to him, but his presence alone scared me, I was not ready to die a second time.
“My little mate, are you scared of me?”’ his steps came closer with every second, the clicking sound of his dagger inching closer to me. My body immediately tensed up, I tried moving away from him but there was just very limited space between him, me, and the bed.
“You are my mate and my posseson. You are not allowed to be with others. Follow the rules or there will be consequences.”’ his smile became creepy by the minute.
“Won't you sleep?’’
“I……. I will” Forcing a smile, I climb up to the bed next to him and roll over to the very end of the bed creating as much space between us as possible. I am not a wolf and as such can not be mated to one. If that is the case, only one possibility is explainable. I am not who I think I am. he covers the gap between the both of us engulfing me in a tight hug, could smell the lavender scent from his cologne. His strong arms wrapped around my petted body with so much care and tenderness as if he was trying not to break what of left of my bones.
‘’’ Hush now….Tomorrow will be a busy day so I advise you to get as much sleep as you can, stop thinking so much, you are my mate, you are my other half, and you are my little wolf.”
Third-person POV. The palace was quiet, aside from the frequent noise made by the servants as they cleaned, there was nothing else. Kurt was gone and while he was the chatterbox, no one else dared speak a word or make a sound. Philip walks into the quarters of his mother fuming in anger. He didn't like the idea of him staying behind while Damon and Kurt had to defend the country. He walks in on his mother and maids giving her a massage. ‘’Leave’’ he barged. Gertrude sighs in frustration. She did not like her son barging in on her, it irked her so much. ‘’What the hell, how many times would I have to ring it into your ears not to barge into my quarters like it belongs to you?’’ Philip sneered. He did not show any remorse nor was he willing to apologize. ‘’It's not like I haven't seen you and them bang you know. For fuck sake Mother are you even straight, wait I know the answer to that, you say you are straight but I walk in on you numerous times banging your maids or your guards,
Third person PovKate held onto the very little piece of clothing left of her dress, as she rushed out of Prince Philip's room barely able to cover herself with what she had in hand. The night it was, the castle was awfully quiet. Rushing into her room, she made sure to close the door as quietly as she could. The last thing she needed at this time was to have her roommates see her all worn out and smelling of sex. She quickly tossed the torn clothes into the trash grabbed a new set of clothes and dashed away to the bathroom. She spent hours in there brushing away his touch but it won't just go away. She wanted it gone, tears streaming down her puffy eyes as she rubbed even harder leaving behind red bruises over her skin. ‘’I don't want… I don't like them. How did I go from a maid to the worst thing ever? How can you hate me so much to gift him as a mate? They say, our mates are gifts to us, but mine is nothing but a curse. A curse I will gladly run away from. A curse if I want deat
Seranda's PovI tossed and turned before opening my eyes. The room was empty and his side of the bed was so cold, I could tell he was long gone. I haven't slept so well all my life. Sitting up, I just look around. I was too tense last night to take notice of my environment. Despite his very few taste in color, his combination of them made it so beautiful. ‘’My lady’’ I heard Sarah calling from the door. ‘’Come in’’ I ushered her in. I had no idea what was expected of me. ‘’Good morning my lady.. Hope you had a pleasant night?’’ Sarah asked, placing the tray of freshly baked bread accompanied with toast and a glass of wine on the table. ‘’Breakfast before bath or bath and then breakfast?’’ She asked me to pick out a dress from the massive wardrobe. I had nothing there that was mine. I could only wear his clothes and he was not of a petite figure as I am. ‘’Well I would love to have my bath first but I have nothing to wear”’ I tell Sarah, still seated on the bed. I could not leave
While I waited for the carriage to be ready, I decided to take a quick tour around the castle. Sarah did not leave my side, which was more of a relief. I was getting used to being treated nicely, I wanted to get to know so much and despite the mysteries that kept me awake, I still wanted to know how it felt to be loved and in love. As I navigated through the huge corridor, the wolf statues looked even more frightful from a close look.‘’The garden is up ahead, and while you can have a pick, the black roses are not allowed to be picked”’ Sarah warned as the garden came into view. I stopped paying attention allowing myself to get lost in the charms of the flowers scattered perfectly over vast land whose end could not be seen from where I stood. ‘’How long has he had it?’’ I walked over, the garden was beautiful and it held beautiful flowers. ‘’The lord personally took care of the garden during his teens. I don't know much but madam Grace often mentions it was the only source of joy he
“‘He hates liars the most, and I know he has a rule where cleanliness should be upheld firm. Unlike others, he is a man who likes it neat. Chef Leonard has mentioned a few times after he visited the barracks, just how much the Lord takes care of his men and makes sure their space and his are always neat and well kept.’’ Now talking about the barracks, I wanted to go there.Sarah and I navigated the huge ground of beautiful flowers. It was such a breathtaking sight, I did not feel like pathing with it anytime soon. How could I, when just being amidst the flowers, made me feel so free, the pains of the past could be forgotten even for just a second and my eyes venture into admiration. I walked with Sarah for some time. ‘’Does he eat everything?’’ I found myself asking. I wanted to know more about him and now was my chance. Grace did not seem like the type who would let loose and give me a little inforehere ass, Sarah was a blabla mouth and she was sure going to spill everything she know
Seranda’s Pov. my body shivered in fear with every word, the beast voiced out. I could not bring out its shape, everywhere was suddenly so dark, that I could barely see anything past my nose. The blazing red eyes filled with hunger, lust, and mischief look down at me. ‘’Please, I promise never to return if you let me go’’ who was I kidding? I was begging but something in me knew it was only getting whatever creature I was under its mercy excited. ‘’Why should I be a little wolf? I want him. It's been such a long time, years I have waited to have him, I have waited for years to have a moment as such. Yes he took mine and now I will take his but that is when he comes. So tell me how do I let you go?’’ His thrilling voice sent fear in every fiber buried deep within my bones. If fear was what I felt hearing him the first time, then panic, anxiety, gruesome fear was what I was feeling at this moment. I was not ready to die just yet. I could not breathe as his big strong hands shoved b
Third person povDamon and the men have been so busy ever since the recent attacks from the Rogues of the dark forest. A constant enemy they have been over the years. Time flies so quickly, Damon Williams had been only 10 years old when he was sent away, it was not the wish of his mother but that of the first queen. Someone had to leave and be groomed and not wanting her only son whom she wants to be king to face the cruelty of war and the dangers of living far away in the barracks without safety and guards, she chose his most prominent rival. Since the king had been in a bad health condition during that period, it did not surprise anyone when Damon Williams, the second prince and favorite son of the king had been the chosen one. Queen Emma cried, she wept for days and nights but there was nothing she could do. Gertrude was not only the queen but the first wife of the king. She was only a concubine and with such a statue she could not protect her children from the laws of the land o
Seranda’s povI've never been so safe all my life, staring at the daring eyes of Damon as he held on to my waist tight, I could feel my body finally give in to the aches and tiredness. ‘’sleep..we will soon be out’’ he whispers into my ears as I fall prey to his words. Darkness took over every part of me and I only woke when I felt relaxed. ‘’My lady’’ Madam Grace calls out to me as she springs to her feet. She was not the only one. The room had more than just the cook and her mate, from the far end I watched his back as his wolf tattoo took me deeper. His physic is indeed the best I have seen and may certainly see. ‘’Water’’ I managed to say. My throat was dry from sleeping for such a long time. We were back home and not even a crash from yesterday's event was left on my body. ‘’You should know better not to walk into a path strictly forbidden’’ his calm yet daring voice echoes all over the room. It was the cue for everyone else aside from me to leave and not without another word h