To any sensible person or living creature, the sound of the name of the Overlord was enough to give nightmares. No one dared challenge the greatest warrior both politically, physically and financially. And even otherwise! But then, I was not normal.
“Where are we?” I asked the maid, who led me through a maze of winding passages. One could definitely get lost here, I mused as the maid walked on briskly without a word dropping from her lips.
"We are here, Miss Hatherleigh!” The maid announced with a bow as we got to an ornately carved oak door.
The designs on it were the moon, clouds and wolf heads.
I knocked on the door because it was a polite thing to do, and before hearing any response, I entered.
"So nice to finally meet the Elise of Hatherleigh.” A masculine voice that brooded power and sensuality spoke as I tried to adjust my eyes to the dimmed lightings in the room. From what I could see, it was just normal.
It was like an ordinary office cum library which had a nice brick fireplace, and the furniture was in polished teak; leather and black hide overtones. Nothing was gaudy or extravagant. This was quite the opposite I expected from the Overlord.
Everything looked neat, in moderation and proper, and even the table and bookshelves were polished to give off a shiny effect.
As if by magic, the door slammed shut behind me, and a rather elderly man, old enough to be my father emerged from behind the door. "Is he the Overlord?” I asked myself, muttering my words as he walked straight to the table. He was all dressed in silver and black livery as accustomed to servants, and he had a gold pocket watch.
“Good evening, Miss Hatherleigh.. It is a genuine pleasure to meet you!” He said in a rather pompous tone that had a hint of the British accent.
I immediately knew who he was. It was Thomas, the unrivalled butler and close confidant of the Overlord. I knew there was no way I would be so lucky enough to see the Overlord without passing through him.
“Good evening, Thomas. Where is your master, please?" I shot a swift glance at his watch again. "I just heard his voice but I can not seem to place my eyes on him.” I mentioned sarcastically, and the meaning was not lost on Thomas.
He grinned and pointed at my outfit. “You do realize you look absolutely ridiculous and dirty like this. You need to eat and shower first. Perhaps, get a change of clothes before seeing my master.” he answered, and I groaned inwardly, my face contorted with no remorse, as I took a glance at myself.
"What does he mean by that?"
I knew I looked worse than a homeless hobo, with no life, but did he have to plaster it off on my face?
I looked again at the office before following him out. And as we left, I heard that same voice that sounded as smooth as wine, thanking Thomas.
I flinched, swirled around me, yet, I saw no one.
“What's the meaning of that? Are you in any way trying to imply that I'm a lady who's not fit to see your master? Is he some kind of god, or what?.” I questioned bitterly, as I followed Thomas through another corridor with so many doors.
Thomas walked on and ignored my questions, making me mumble the more.
“I am not deaf, Miss Hatherleigh. My master has given instructions on how you should be received and I'm to follow his orders, not yours!” he replied at last, and as we got to another door, a maid who looked too cheerful for my liking attended to me while Thomas gave the enthusiastic girl instructions to follow.
After a good scrub in a luxurious bathroom with different scented soaps and oils, and a nice hot meal of biscuits, grilled bacon and eggs to top it up, I found herself relishing the moment, and Thomas did not seem too uptight, as we both realized we had a lot in common. We both loved travelling, learning new languages, cooking and eating. I felt so comfortable, especially as I discovered that Thomas was a relative from my paternal uncle’s side as the maid brought in a new set of clothes.
“I believe it's time to meet my master. Vanessa has brought a change of clothes, a cashmere designer sweater, jeans and under stuff suitable for your needs.” said Thomas as the maid stretched forward the package to me.
Thomas brought me out of the comfortable reverie I was in, and I groaned as I took the clothes from the maid.
“Thomas, no matter what happens between your master and I, I want you to know that you have an ally in me. Uncle Gregory was a good man and he lived a good life. It is so sad he left that way.” I said as I was left to dress up.
Thomas only bowed and left the room.
As soon as I was all dressed and my hair was neatly arranged, curled and pinned in a wavy bun, Vanessa went to call in Thomas who followed behind her.
“Thank you so much, Miss Hatherleigh. You have grown into a smart and beautiful woman. I hope you are smart enough to deal with this issue with a leveled head rather than a hot temper?”
I pondered on what he said as we went back to the office.
While waiting for the Overlord, I began to imagine what he would look like. He would definitely be in his sixties, with bald head and a round potbelly for him to have such a title and to have a butler as reliable as Thomas.
I had never seen a picture of this Overlord, people claim he liked being mysterious and quiet. He never really appeared in functions and when he did, the press rarely caught his picture.
I heard the Overlord lived a solitary life like a monk, because he hadn't met his mate. Rumors also had it that he claimed to be waiting for the one true mate instead of sampling the field like other alphas.
Some claimed that he gave his virility and drive to become the Overlord. While others claimed that he was too old to get it up. But no one knew exactly what he was and who he was, and how he was looking.
And as I roamed around my thoughts, I was suddenly blown away by a strange looking being!
The man who walked in from the door of the other side of the office.
Very far away from my thoughts, I was surprised as my mind began to play a fast one on me. The tall, lean and dangerously looking young man with a smooth shaven face, transported me into another word. A world of fantasies.My eyes widened in amazement as my gaze walked around his body. The thick blond mane he had was bound in a neat low ponytail. His broad chest was well defined and muscular. Thomas glared at me as I gasped, then I recovered myself back again. “Master, this is Elise Hatherleigh, daughter of Lewis and Kai Hatherleigh.” Said Thomas, and the man motioned for him to leave. I felt the hair on my neck rise, leaping my heart into my throat at the mention of 'master'. "He's the Overlord..?" I muttered, almost completely voiceless. This man looked like danger personified with his quiet and brooding looks. I noticed he had a scar on his right ear and one of the nails of his fingers was missing as I drooled over him.Suddenly the dimmed light brightened and I could not ho
There was little or nothing I could do to savage the situation; the best and only way I thought out was, 'dialogue', we needed to dialogue, but from the look of things, nothing seemed to be happening.No chance for me!No hope for a better way!“I am willing! I'm willing!" I screamed, practically increasing the tone of my voice. "Please, let's be logical about this. There must be a way we can go around this. We can actually find something to do about it.” I begged endlessly as he pulled me across his chest and down to the bed. Our breaths hovered around each other as we fell in unison. I struggled with him, and all of a sudden, he kissed me.Hot kissed me!Shock drained me from my inside out as my eyes widened in amazement. The taste of mint, coffee and a hint of whiskey immediately swamped my senses as I opened my mouth involuntarily. His tongue darted around quickly like it was having a taste before twirling around mine. He pushed me down, pressing my stomach far deep into the bed
As we both waited for the answer that would change our lives forever, my phone rang and I quickly shoved my hand into my mini bag, brought out my phone, and immediately took the call. It was the alpha of my pack. He was probably making an enquiring call as touching the meeting and whether I was making it out alive at least.“Elise what is going on at the moment? You have spent more than a quarter of a day there. What does he want in return for the stone?” Alpha David asked, and I sighed. Then I looked at the Alpha Carl in front of me and groaned. “It is a marriage proposal, right? We have imagined something like this would happen, and you just have to make the right decision especially as the guardian of the pack. You have a right to choose whichever way you want this to turn out for us all.” David said, soberly.I knew my alpha was gifted enough to know what was going on, that was one of his powers. “Alpha David, I believe that the right decision is to actually marry him. I have n
“Your mate..?!” I cringed as I felt shivers crawl down my spine as he spoke. The bathroom suddenly became smaller and I wished I could put an end to the call. “Who exactly is your mate?” I asked surprisingly, for it was in fact a very rare thing for one female mate not to be aware of her other soul mate. And if Carl really was my soulmate, I would definitely know. I was taught about the various signs of recognizing one’s future life partner, and this was obviously off it.What was really wrong with me? And no one told her about the tattoo when I went to see my pack after the initial meeting with the Overlord. Was I really that tired that I didn't notice how people looked at me when I entered? Everything was definitely not falling into place for me, and I didn't like it.“Really? I thought you would have known by now sweetheart; everyone in your pack knows that by now." He halted, looking even more surprised than I was. Or maybe not. "Okay! Have you checked your left arm or your lef
Carl had become a regular in the three days to the wedding. After the chocolates, he sent in an all exclusive black credit card that I took generous advantage in planning to get my things, I met him almost twice and the experience was almost pleasant and even sensual.I was picking the venue with him; we went to see the owner of the cathedrals and while we were waiting for the vampire billionaire, who had an odd penchant for acquiring church buildings, Carl asked, “So what are you wearing under that coat?” I looked at him in surprise at the naughty trail my mind went to and clenched my thighs as I imagined what it would be like for Carl to really see what I was actually. He laughed when I didn't notice when the secretary called us into the office.“Honey! I think you should pay more attention to your surroundings.” he commented loudly and I blushed. “Never mind, I will soon get to the bottom of what is really under that coat. Very soon!” He whispered as we entered the office and sque
The scent of fresh baby breaths and roses filled the cathedral as I marched in line with my bridesmaids, with my dad by my side. My friends looked gorgeous in the light blue dress made into different styles and my father looked very dignified with his navy blue tailored suit and red bow tie, and his gray streaked black hair slicked back.He had offered words of comfort when I confessed that I was feeling nervous and nauseous too.The church looked splendid with the banners and sprigs of flowers decorating every corner. There was an intricate web of fairy lights and what looked like vines around every arm of the church pews. Everything looked so dreamy that evening.The organ hummed as the bridal march song began and I looked at the crowd sitting. The groom’s family and friends on the left, sat gracefully, beaming with smiles with a spray of bluebells and gardenias decorating their pews. The sole cameraman was busy taking pictures rapidly as we reached the altar. My family and friend
The Overlord!I jumped over a root as I ran for my dear life. I had never been a strong fighter but like the deer, I was a great sprinter, feeling really so light on my feet. I had never been more frightened in my entire life as the three wolves were hot on my heels, sprinting endlessly with so much heightened sense of speed. All on fours…I just kept hopping around; the forest was luckily my domain, so I had home advantage and I knew the territory like the back of my palm. Every part of it and me was not going to let any macho wolf defeat me or catch me.I jumped over another entangling root and decided to save my neck; I could easily take care of my cousin and Lincoln. There were some things that could never change and I suddenly howled as I ran, increasing my speed, far deep into the muddy part of the woods. The mud was slippery and I was banking on using it against the three slower and heavier wolves.I was sprinting, with my head lifted up as the bright, silver moon shed it's gl
Mr. Mystery disappeared as soon as I asked that question. I became lost in my reverie, wondering who he was and where he had gone to in such a swift manner, as my pupils wandered around for him.Still trying to find him, Bianca came in, squealing.. “It is midnight cupcake, time to leave with your mate; I am so happy for you.” I rolled back my eyes and cocked my head, as I checked the watch in my hand; it was past midnight, at five minutes past two in the morning, precisely.Luckily for me, the agency I worked with gave me a two weeks honeymoon leave, and I was going to spend the days judiciously. Glaring at my already intoxicated friend, I spread my arms far apart, welcoming her into my arms, as I tugged her into a hug. "I'm going to miss you.." I voiced, rubbing my palm on her back in soothing confidence. Obviously, she didn't respond. The power of alcohol! So I thought though.And in a jiffy, I pulled away, took a quick glance around as I searched for my new husband and mate.As