The Last Horned Queen

RORA’S POV “I'm sorry, you want me to do what?!” I stared at him wide-eyed and confused, but all he did was move closer to me, taking his sweet time with each step and making my heart beat louder. It's not like I haven't been approached by men before. It's just the particular man asking this of me. A million questions began to run through my head, and even Aira seemed stressed. I took a step back with each one he took forward till I was backed up against a tree and he put his hands on both sides of my face. “I would advise that you step back before my instincts kick in and I do something that I'd regret,” I told him, but he just looked at me with hooded eyes and leaned in, whispering in my ear. “You will do as I say. Wouldn't you?” I pushed him back with all my strength and he barely tumbled backwards. “I wouldn't,” I said, adamantly, frowning as my chest heaved. “I won fair and square so you would do as I say.” His voice had gotten deeper as he thundered and his Alpha voice c

Chapter Four HOW DARE YOU Rora’s POV “Then you throw the punch to their side when they’re twisted, when they’re expecting you to strike from here.” I had refused. I shifted my stance, pivoted, and slammed a punch into the air. I did it three more times, each one cleaner than the last. Their eyes followed my every step that I did and they seemed to be intrigued and in awe. “Now it’s your turn,” I said, pointing to the wiry one. He wasn’t the biggest or the loudest, but the way he watched my feet told me he actually paid attention. The others broke into laughter. “Rora’s throwing him to the wolves!” one cackled. “He’ll be flat before he blinks,” another added. I frowned, trying to cut them down with a look. It didn’t stick. Their mockery rolled louder, and the wiry one shifted nervously under the weight of it. I sighed. Clowns, a lot of them. I stepped back, giving the pit to the two men. His opponent stepped forward, he was a pound of muscle and his broad shoul

Rora’s POV “Why did you scatter them?” I asked, pointing at the disaster on the floor. “Who said I did?” he retorted, looking like he was holding back a laugh. It was pretty much obvious that all this was his handwork so what the heck did he mean by that? He was seriously getting on my nerves and I so badly wanted to fling anything near me at his huge head. “So, get to work.” He grabbed the keys off his table and swung them around his index finger, whistling. “You have hundreds of maids here in the palace and you chose to make my life miserable, especially while I'm injured at that. Do you know how inconsiderate that is?” I yelled, barely able to contain how I felt. This was way worse than the pure rivalry that we shared. This was stupidity. I wouldn't do this to him if the roles were reversed. … okay, maybe I would but that doesn't mean he can. He raised a brow like I had just said something ridiculous. “Because you’re my slave. You don’t get to question me.” I blinked at h

Zayn's POVI walked over , sidestepping the mess that had happened from Stephan shattering the gates and placed my hand on his shoulder applying a bit of force.He knew what I wanted him to do but he didn't listen.“Stephan.” I warmed but his grip only tightened around the man's mouth.I sighed and then grabbed him tighter and pulled him back, making him stagger backwards while the brute fell to the ground, coughing up blood and holding his face as though he had imagined it being ripped off.“This is why you should just speak.” I told him, already bored of this interrogation but there was still defiance in his eyes.“You'd better speak!” Stephan lunged for him again but I held him back.“Okay, maybe bringing you here wasn't the best idea.” I commented and he threw me a look and I just raised my hands in surrender.The brute coughed behind up, clawing at his throat like he was being strangled.I looked at him confused. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked and his eyes found mine, begging for h

Rora’s POVThe front door slammed shut, the sound echoing around the entire house. I could hear feet shuffling down the stairs as the went to see who it was.I also stepped out of my room, walking down the stairs Ina hurry but when we all got down, we were met with Stephan who looked really pissed and this was unusual because this was Stephan. He never got angry but today, he seemed to have gotten angry more times than once.His eyes found mine and the frowned even more for a second but in a flash, it was gone. He ran his hand through his hair and pushed through everyone going up to his room.Father turned to me, his eyebrow raised, silently asking if I knew what was going on but I just shrugged. I hadonly told him Zayn wanted me to come with them and he stormed off. I wander what could have possibly made him mad.Reya yawned and with her sleepy eyes, she frowned at me.“Why do you have clothes on your shoulders?” I raised my hands to touch my shoulders and of course there were cloth