Mag-log inLate in bed? Of course, I will investigate! Ever since the day I arrived, Gideon never missed a night in my bed.And so, I put on an invisibility spell and followed him. I don’t believe that he will be visiting one of his concubines.For an entire minute, I wait until the echo of his footsteps fades along the corridor. I count the seconds and then slip into the hall after him. The palace can be a maze, but I know each halls and most of the rooms.Gideon takes a left at the portrait gallery, then ducks into the servants’ wing. I glide behind a marble pillar and watch as he disappears behind a tapestry depicting some ancient battle. I’m on him in two beats, holding my skirts so they don’t get caught and betray me by creating any sounds.I watch him from a distance. He moves with purpose, like he’s walking back into a memory. I barely make a sound but just to be sure, I also activated a spell that will ensure he won’t be able to smell or sense me.At the bottom of the grand staircase, he
A heavy snowfall blankets the Dunkerson castle, its white shroud muting the world into hushed stillness. It’s winter now and things are progressing as planned.Inside the King's chamber, a fire crackles, its warmth fighting against the chill seeping through the stone walls."Look at this," Gideon says, drawing me toward a window where delicate patterns of frost are painted on the glass. His breath fogs the pane as he traces a flower with his finger. It’s moments like this that he seems like a young child. “A flower for you.”"Nature's own artistry," I remark. I watch his quiet joy in such simple things. "You seem happy.""Indeed, I am," he turns to me, eyes gleaming. "I enjoy every moment with you, Serra."I look away the instant the memories of past winters flash through my mind. I quell it quickly and hope that Gideon did not see that flash of pain on my face."It’s beautiful," I say, and when Gideon opens his palm, I rest my hand over his.For a moment, we stand together. For outsi
I groan as I stretch my sore muscles, a side effect from the intense lovemaking sessions with my husband, the Lycan king, Gideon. Right now, he is lying next to me, a satisfied smirk on his face.“Enjoying the aftermath?” he teases, trailing a finger down my arm.I roll my eyes and slap his hand playfully. “Shut up and let me recover.”He chuckles and pulls me into his arms. “You know I can help with that.”I laugh and kiss him on the lips. “How? Run me ragged again?”“It should be ‘ride you ragged’, but then again, you’re the one who had ridden me last night, or was it earlier this morning?”I hit his chest as we laugh. “I wonder what they will say, since we missed the official announcement of the martial combat winners this morning.”“They will say that the Lycan King and his Luna are busy on some marital duties,” he responds, caressing my cheeks.“Well, I still need to meet them this afternoon.”I glance at the clock and see that it’s already past lunch. I move closer to Gideon and
The arena is a sea full of colorful banners that represent different noble families. The sun is glinting off the weapons that are wielded by the participating combatants, their sweat and determination evident on their faces. The crowds cheer and jeer as they watch the intense bouts, adrenaline pumping across the arena.I sit beside Gideon, his hands intertwined with mine. He moves closer to me and whispers, “Do you think that after this we can return to our rooms?”I smile at him. Lately, he has been insatiable. He is even worse than I was when I drank Caius’ blood. If I don’t know better, I will say that he’s jealous of my need to visit Caius from time to time. It’s as if he is afraid that he will lose me again — as if my previous departure from his life is not entirely his fault. Thankfully, he hasn’t delve deeper on why I need Caius around. He just assumed that I need Caius as my emotional support while being familiar in the castle again.“My king, we are in the middle of the compet
However, Gideon seems oblivious to my discomfort. He pulls my skirt down and places a kiss on my neck again. When he gazes at me again, he looks as if he is glowing with joy.“All is well?” he asks, placing a kiss on my hair before sitting straight on the couch.I straighten my gown again and smooth it out. I also reach to my hair and try to fix it. I know I look like a mess. My cheeks is most certainly flushed, and I probably look disheveled.“Enter!” Gideon bellows.And then, Caius, Prince of Liddicoat — my partner in crime against the man who was just between my legs earlier — enters the room. His white-gold eyes land on me and his eyes shine with amusement.“You called for me, King Gideon?” he asks, bowing a little to him.“I did,” he starts, moving closer to me. “You’ve been going around the castle, making passes on the servants. Is the Liddicoat royalty not afraid of siring bastards?”He’s one to talk! I want to scream. My fists ball and Gideon must have noticed it, because he ta
I beam at him and reach out to gently brush a strand of hair away from his forehead. His worry is abating, replaced by desire instead."Should I ask Claire to retrieve all the documents I’m working on and bring it here?" I ask. “So I can work beside you?”"Yes, please," he says, kissing the side of my neck, his arms still around my waist.Then his mouth goes to the top of my chest, all the while kissing. I place my hands on his shoulders as he continues to bury his face on my chest, then on my stomach."Oh, Serra..." he whispers as he goes down on me.And then he kneels before me. He takes a look on my face before he buries his face on my crotch, taking a long sniff through the fabric."Gideon…" I whisper. "It's still early.""I want you now, my love," he whispers, pulling up my dress, his fingers grabbing my legs.I hold his chin and make him look at me. "Can we do his after dinner with the Queen? I don't want to look disheveled and flushing in front of her.""It's good, right? She'll
A floral scent fills my nose as I bury my face in the pillow. Gideon is behind me, his large hands caressing my chest. He presses his lips against mine as he makes love to me like he has never than before — desperately, as if afraid someone will take this away from him at any moment. “I’ve missed yo
“I want my husband now,” I purr, my voice sounding sultry as I push myself closer to him. Gideon stiffens against me and the corner of my mouth lifts into a sly smile, unseen. “Should we leave now?” he asks, his voice husky. He’s feeling it, I can sense it. I wonder how he will react once he learns
-- Gideon Dunkerson’s POV -- The room is adorned with vibrant floral arrangements — all are Serra’s favorite flowers. I made sure that there will be some candles so that it will create a romantic atmosphere. In the center, there stands a large and intricately carved wooden altar adorned with wreaths
I spent the entire day catching up with the mages and looking through their notes and reports. I am pleased to find that they have made significant progress in some areas, but disappointed to see that other projects have been put on hold or abandoned entirely.As I exit the Magical Department, I am m







