"Your Grace," Hazel said to Alpha Kael with a slight bow as she stopped a few steps before him.
She made sure her boobs were visible for his gaze as she bowed.
Kael's breath hiked up as his eyes feasted greedily on Hazel's chest.
She was a beautiful woman but he was not the least bit bothered with her beauty as he was with her nipples which seemed to want to poke a hole through the barely there top she was wearing.
Hazel wasn't scared of the mighty Kael and he noticed.
Women were always scared when they saw how powerful he was but this woman just glared confidently at him with her blue eyes and her full lips –lips he couldn't wait to suck on, pursed at him in a pout.
Rather than feel fear for him, Hazel felt a huge bout of disgust and she had to fight back the urge to throw up.
"What's your name?" Kael asked.
"I am Edith, your Grace," Hazel answered in a voice that simmered like honey.
Kael nodded his head nonchalantly. He did not give a fuck if she was nameless, all he gave a fuck about was how her curvy little frame would feel as she squirmed under his heavyweight when he thrust his entire nine-inch cock deep inside into her.
He could almost hear the scream that would escape her tiny red lips as he fucked her to oblivion.
"I would like to have some of your time. How much will it cost me?" Kael asked.
"Not much your Grace," Hazel said with an innocent smile on her face.
'Just your life,' she thought to herself as she stared seductively at Kael.
He licked his lips and beckoned for her to come even closer.
Hazel walked with a childlike innocence on her face and stood before him.
Kael was mesmerized at the fact that this woman, with her childlike innocence, could exude such sensuality.
He had always had a fetish to fuck a juvenile. He had never gotten the opportunity to satisfy his evil cravings but he could make do with the woman standing before him.
He might as well add her to his harem, at least she would fill in the space left by that bloody stupid bitch who ran away and got herself killed.
His cock hardened as he remembered Hazel. He wanted to fuck her so badly but the stupid girl had played the alpha daughter card on him. He couldn't have his way forcefully with her until she ran away.
If he found her body first, he would have fucked it still.
Stupid girl!
But looking at the beauty in front of him, he quickly pushed thoughts of Hazel out of his head.
He could not wait to fuck the little red-haired angel standing before him.
"I would like a private dance. Right now, " Kael said in a tone that was more of a command than a request.
"It will be my pleasure," Hazel said with a smile and she actually did mean it.
In a swift movement, one that took Hazel by surprise, Kael grabbed her hand and dragged her along with him. They went out of the party.
They walked in silence, with only the sounds of their footsteps and the fading noise of the party in the surrounding air.
Kael's wolf ears could hear the fast beating and heavy breathing of the woman walking with him and he smiled.
He had mistaken what he was hearing for excitement and fear not knowing that she was just anxious about what awaited him.
If Hazel was still a wolf, her wolf nose would have been able to smell the salty, earthy odor of the pre cum oozing out of Kael's cock.
He could not wait to have her.
All she could hear was the increased beating of her heart as with every step she drew near to the completion of her task.
She was not sure if her feelings were due to fear of what she was about to do, or excitement about what she was going to do.
She looked up at the giant of a man walking with her and she considered if it was possible to do what she came to do here.
She started to reach into her skirt to pull out the dagger which was tied to her right thigh when she saw a guard walk out of a corner.
Kael had beefed up the security in the house. She could not risk doing it here in the open and risk being caught.
So she abandoned the thought and waited patiently till they got to their destination.
However, her anxiety took a sharp surge up as she realized where Kael was leading her to.
It was the room that held her pain.
The room she was confined to after being betrayed by her sister and lover, being taken from her family, and where she was molested by the beast next to her.
All of a sudden, she started to panic.
She tried to pull her hands away from the grip of the man next to her but she couldn't and then she immediately had a flashback of how she had felt when the same hand had held her neck, choking the life out of her because she had refused to sleep with him.
Her panic became so strong that she almost let out a yell when all of a sudden, she remembered her bargain.
If she did not carry out this task, she would forever be dead and would thereby lose the opportunity she had to see her mum, dad, and Asher again and save one of them.
She glanced down at the crystal necklace hung around her neck and she saw that it exuded a glow that had never been there.
It must have sensed its perimeter to the blood that would soon fill it.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She had already come this far. She just had to finish this up.
She had no choice.
She opened her eyes when they finally came to a stop. They were facing a door and she took a deep breath.
As the door was thrown open, so were her fear and anxiety.
She walked into the room with her shoulders held high and defiance in her heart and for a moment she was happy Kael, had chosen this room. This was where it started and this was going to be where it would end.
It was her time to have her turn.
She looked about the room and realized for the first time how pretty it was. For the entire time she had been in the room, she had always perceived it as a dungeon.
Kael's grunt as he slumped onto the bed took her mind away from the room and back to the moment.
Kael was half lying, half sitting on the bed with his hands behind him supporting his head.
He had a familiar look in his eyes. The same look he had when he had raped her.
Hazel's blood started to boil. She wanted her pound of flesh.
"Dance," His voice came through in a command.
In obedience, Hazel started to dance. A sensual dance with no music but fit to make any man surrender.
Hazel however was dancing to a tune in her head. A tune of revenge.
She swayed her hips, jiggled her breasts, and bopped her ass.
Kael watched with open-eyed wonder with his hands inside his trouser. He was massaging his cock in anticipation.
He moved his hands up and down his shaft with much vigor in rhythm to the way she moved her body.
With a moan, he pulled down his trouser and whipped out his hands.
His cock stood proud and erect in all its nine-inch glory.
Other women would have been in awe of such a feature, but Hazel was repulsed by it.
"Oh baby," Kael moaned as he ran his hand over his cock.
"Let me help you with that," Hazel whispered as she abandoned her dance routine and walked over to the bed to Kael.
He was more than happy to let her help out with his erotic chore.
She climbed over Kael.
Kael's eyes were fixed on Hazel's breasts above his head. She was still clothed but Kael could already imagine what her nipples looked like.
Looking at his face, she took hold of his cock and continued from where he had stopped.
His moans filled the room and she watched as he lay beneath her helplessly.
She started to increase her rhythm and Kael started to writhe with pleasure underneath her.
"Don't stop! Fuck!" Kael said as he moaned out loud.
As he was busy enjoying his pleasure, Hazel slowly reached into her skirt and pulled out the dagger.
The reflection of the moon bounced off the silver blade of the dagger.
Had Kael not been in the wonderland of pleasure he would have noticed the reflection but he was already far gone in the throes of pleasure.
Kael started to gasp as he began to climax.
"Argh!!" He let out a shout.
The shout was somewhere between a moan and a cry of pain.
Actually, it was both as Hazel had pushed the dagger into Kael's heart at the same time as he reached climax and came.
"No!" Hazel's screams resonated through the walls of the midwives' workshop. Against their will, the midwives had lain Hazel on the worktable and had tied her limbs down to the table. One of the midwives took a cloth and started to stuff it into Hazel's mouth to muffle her screams. "Leave her mouth free. I want to listen to her screams," Raglan's cold voice echoed in the room, stopping the midwife. "Please Raglan! You can take my life but let this child live! He is innocent! Please!" Hazel pleaded with Raglan. "I should let the bastard child live?" Raglan chuckled. "I am putting an end to the lives of all the bastards in that family. Including the whore that dared bear him a child," Raglan said with such contempt his face contorted with disgust. Tears spilled down Hazel's face. She couldn't breathe. She knew this was likely going to be her end, but she had hoped she could escape. But she refused to give up on her son. Hazel continued to beg, offering her life in exchange for
Days had passed and Hazel was getting better and better in her skills as a princess of death but it wasn't as fast as she would have wanted it.Her baby would soon be out and she knew that the moment that happened, it was going to be the end of her.She worked harder in the small room she had created for herself, hoping to be able to restore her life to earth before the baby came. But all of these were difficult for her, especially since she had to avoid Raglan's mother by all means.Hazel had tried her possible best to steer clear of her. She knew that she hated her and she made sure she never had anything to do with her.But Raglan's mother made it her duty to be in Hazel's business. She found excuses to be around Hazel and to be part of her life and though Hazel tried her best to avoid her, it was not possible.As she finished her training with her instructor that day, Hazel slowly made her way to her room to rest but as she took the final bend, Raglan's mother immediately appeared
"What?!" Hazel squeaked, her face confused as to what she had just heard.Raglan held her by the shoulders his face lit up with a joy that she never believed could exist in the realm of darkness.He shook her as if to wake her from something."Hazel! We are in love! We now have a child on the way! All that's left is for us to get married!" Raglan said trying to connect some imaginary dots.Hazel knew she could not do this. She had endured the past weeks pretending to like him. Getting married to Raglan was going to the extreme and she was not sure she could survive it.With the same speed with which his face had lit up, the joy on his face dimmed out and a sadness replaced the light."You don't want me?" Raglan asked his voice pricking Hazel with the amount of pain that was in it.Hazel sighed.She knew this was not going to be easy. For her to secure what was hers, it was required of her to make certain sacrifices and this was one of them.With a weak smile that did not even touch he
Over the next few days, Hazel and Raglan's relationship blossomed.Raglan was so happy and he made sure everyone knew about him and Hazel –including his mother.Hazel was still trying to wrap her mind around how she became a girlfriend to the prince of death. The person who had taken away the joy from her life.Hazel had not factored a relationship between her and Raglan into her plans. She had envisioned a totally different trajectory for her plan and she was not happy with the way things were going.Raglan made sure she spent half of her day with him. He tried to make her move to his room but Hazel refused.Staying with Raglan meant she would have to have sex with him and that was something she dreaded happening.She however had been forced to be intimate with him.They cuddled in bed together before bedtime, and they kissed quite a lot –although she tried to find ways to avoid kissing him there was only so much she could refuse for her plan to really work.She did everything intend
Hazel spent the next twenty minutes thinking and rethinking her plan. 'What if it fails?' she asked herself. She knew that was a useless question to ask herself. She knew exactly what would happen if her plan failed. But there was no way she was going to back down. She placed her hands on her belly, rubbing it. She had to take the risk for the child's sake and his father's. With that in mind, Hazel got up and marched to the bed where Raglan lay lost to the world. He looked much more beautiful in sleep and he looked much less like the evil bastard that he was. Hazel looked at the left side of his chest. She knew he had no heart but she wished he had one so that she would have the satisfaction of impaling his heart just as how he had made her do so to all those Alpha's just for his selfish reason. Raglan was lucky she did not know how to send him to hell, she would have done it there and then. Rather, she got on the bed and started to try and take off his black tunic. It was no
She stood before the master of ceremony her entire body weak with fear.The master of ceremony turned back to face the crowd and then he rose both of his hands up into the air and then announced in a low voice, "It is time."As if on cue, the whole room erupted in a terrifying chant.The master of ceremony hurriedly walked away leaving Hazel standing in the middle tears running down her face as she witnessed the ritual happening around her.She could not move as she knew doing so will be fruitless. There was no possible way she was ever going to be able to make it out of the place without being caught moreover she was stuck there in fear.The blood that had been running past her legs started to flow faster.The chants from the demons grew frantic and the symbols on her body started to grow brighter and brighter making her body look like it had been set on fire.Hazel could feel a terrible presence in the room one which was more terrible than all the demons put together. This was follo
"When you said the entire realm would be present did you mean it?" Hazel asked Raglan as soon as Persia landed in front of the four walls.Raglan turned and looked at her dropping the reins. He could see fear spread all over her face."No, I didn't mean it literally," Raglan said to her. "Those who will be in attendance at the banquet are only royalty and those who matter. The rest will be celebrating it at other places."Hazel nodded, her anxiety was a tad bit relieved by his explanation."Shall we?" Raglan asked and he held out his free hand.Hazel nodded then took her hands off the chariot where she had been holding tightly for her dear life.Her legs were still wobbly from her experience but she willed herself to stand steady.The ride had been a bumpy one and many times, Hazel's stomach threatened to hurl out the contents of her stomach but she fought to keep it down.She clasped her hands once more in front of her and Raglan took ahold of her elbow guiding her down the chariot.
"You look so beautiful," Raglan said looking at her with eyes that were full of admiration."Thank you," Hazel said with a warm smile."So do you," She added and her comments were more than just mere flattery. Raglan looked really handsome even though he was dressed in intimidating attire. He had swapped his usual cloak for a tunic, black as night. Underneath the tunic, he wore what looked like chain mail armor, and in his left hand was a scepter that was shaped like a scythe, one very similar to the grim reaper's.There was something in Raglan's eyes as she looked at him. It was a look she had seen before but not on Raglan and it was weird that he had that look in his eyes as he looked at her.Her heart made a little flutter and she had to caution herself to keep her cheeks from reddening. She had to stay focused. The life of her child depended on it.Raglan also tried his best not to look into her eyes. That was very strange as he had never for once been timid before her or anyone
Hazel had lost track of time as she lay on the bed while her body was tattooed with a bunch of symbols she could not decipher.She had spent the time drifting in and out of sleep and when she woke up the last time, she was shocked to see that they had only even covered the front her neck to chest area, and her arms.It was now she understood the maid's issue about time.She wondered why just drawing figures will take so much time.She decided to glance down at what they were doing so she tilted her head down.When she did, she felt a sense of foreboding come over her.Something in her grew cold as a strong feeling of fear seized herAlthough she could not decipher the symbols drawn on her body, she knew that they were something extremely evil."What are these?" Hazel asked her voice more of a whisper."These are the truths of ancient times," The maid said, her voice very quiet as if in reverence to the symbols.Hazel did not know what she said but she did not ask further.She moved a