ALKARODA bone-shaking cough reverberated from one end of the infirmary to the other. It was a sound that Alpha Rasmus and his wife were rapidly getting used to. The cough most times left their son weaker than ever and had bits of spittle and blood spraying the sir. His situation had worsened as the days went past and by now, lesser people would have lost all hope of his recovery. But his parents had always been stubborn and that helped them now.Their only hope, Elora, was far out of their reach and the Elves who promised to help them had sent a message stating that their territory wasn't safe enough for Rasmus to visit. The Blackfoot’s were sniffing around them, ready to attack when the time was fit. The elves didn't trust the Blackfoot’s. "My boy..." The Alpha's wife whimpered as she cleaned the spittle off his lips. "Have the elves said anything new?" She was constantly asking her husband for updates."No. If they have, I would have told you." The Alpha was irritated by her cons
HANAERUM“Fuck!” Kain groaned, as his little toe bumped into the foot of his custom made leather couch.He stumbled backwards and knocked over one of his priceless clay vases, dropping his glass tumbler filled with Scotch on his expensive imported rug.Could this day get any worse? He wondered.He tried to recall a time when his life hadn’t consisted of drinking himself into a staggering mess but it was hard with the pain from his toe ringing through his brain. He vaguely remembered calling for a servant to clean up and pour him another cup of Scotch.His mind was in a constant spiral as the Elves, which he thought could help him, seemed to not think his problems important enough. He had been ordered not to make a move. "Bastard! May his penis be cut off and fed to pigs!" Another constant pastime of his, apart from the liquor, was the usual strings of curses he whirled at the king.The darned Lycan was the root of his problem, He and his werewolf slut. With his brothel shut, income
ELORAMy body tingled with suppressed excitement as I thought about everything the King and I had accomplished. I felt powerful, like I could do anything I wanted now. My position as the king's mistress had never felt so important before. Never in million moons would I have thought that I would help with freeing slaves.My mind wandered to the king, remembering how ungodly handsome he had looked that night as he fought of those werewolves. The feral way he had moved and the sight of our enemy’s blood on his skin had sent desire racing through me. It had felt like we had been partners in that moment and not just a King and his mistress.After the raid, he had been out of public eye. Even his warm presence beyond the walls of my chambers seemed absent. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. I certainly hoped he was resting and taking medications but knowing his personality, I doubted it. Although, he was unstoppable during the raid, I did notice various cuts on his hands. I wonde
ELORAAfter ensuring my siblings were safe, I headed back to my room, all thoughts of getting a good night’s sleep completely gone now. In my shock, I had run out to my siblings dressed in a night robe. Walking back, I burned in embarrassment as I tried to ignore the stares I got. As I stepped outside into the courtyard, I let myself enjoy the colors the setting sun painted across the sky. Sunsets in the palace were beautiful. It was magical, an experience one would like to share with a lover. The air was cool as a light breeze rustled the trees and shrubs. It would have been lovely to grab a book and read but I was too tired to think straight.On getting to my room, I dropped onto my bed and closed my eyes. In a few moments, sleep had captured me, bringing me into a world of dreams where I saw my family reunited and happily living in the islands of bale.A rap on the door jilted me awake and I looked outside my windows to see I hadn’t slept long. It wasn’t even dark yet. I felt myse
ELORAThe party continued late into the night and as the drinks kept pouring, the conversation got looser and laughter flowed freely even at things that weren’t funny."Wine?" Noel offered.I nodded, holding out my cup.He poured me a drink and waited with an expectant smile till I took a sip."What do you think?""Very...fruity." "Exactly. It's made from the finest grapes in all of Bale." He wiped his mouth, "Trust me, this is the least delicious. It'll be nice to have you try all of them but we don't want to get you drunk, now do we?"I took another glass and giggled."Definitely not.""Elora, have you been properly introduced to my sister?" Teriel asked, interrupting us.He had been drinking and it was obvious in the way he swayed lightly on his feet. The contents of his glass swished, looking dangerously close to spilling."Yes, Teriel. We’ve met." His sister interjected, rolling her eyes. "I'm Riley... I realized I didn't tell you my name.""A pleasure to meet you, Riley," I sai
ROMERome dropped Elora onto her bed as softly as he could, cradling her head in one hand as he let her fall back to her pillows. As usual, her room was perfumed with her usual rose essence that messed with his senses. He watched her snuggle into her pillows and pulled the blankets over her.She was beautiful even in her sleep.Her face looked soft and almost childlike, free of the worry lines that usually coated her features.He chuckled remembering how she’d looked dancing earlier with her hair blowing in the wind. She had called him handsome too. He wondered if she’d remember all she’d said in the morning.“Mmmh.” She groaned rolling over and grabbing his hand.His heart picked up its pace as he looked down at where their hands touched. Sparks crawled up his hand set his nerve endings on fire.He tried to pull out of her grasp but she squeeze his hands.“Don’t leave.” She sighed, pulling him down into the bed with surprising strength.He froze as she snuggled deeper into him, plac
ELORAMy eyes opened as the too bright sunlight stole into my room, leaving a terrible pounding in my head. I groaned sitting up surprised to see I was naked underneath the covers with strange marks resembling hand prints on me.Had I transformed last night?I rushed to my mirror to see teeth marks on my neck and even more on my chest and stomach and going downward.What the hell had happened last night?I looked towards my bed and saw a familiar lump of blue cloth and went to inspect it. It was the King’s shirt as well as his cloak. Why would his clothes be in my room? I sniffed deeply, letting the earthy scent of him fill my nostrils. The scent of him so close, jogged my memory and I saw flashes of last night.“Oh God.” I gasped as the fog cleared and images of last night flooded me.I couldn’t remember how I’d gotten to my room but I remembered when I’d started drinking. It was hard to watch Teriel’s sister being so close to the king. My jealousy had grown when I’d heard her fami
ELORA My heart beat a frantic rhythm in my chest and a lump formed at the back of my throat as tears sprang behind my eyes. Could it really be true?Was I really not alone anymore?It felt so strange to hear someone so ardently profess the desire to protect me after so long. To know that there was someone other than my family that knew the truth of everything that had happened. For the first time in a long time, I felt the stirrings of hope in my blood."Oh, Gael. It wasn't your fault those bastards ruined us...""It wasn't. But I have made it my mission to bring those bastards to justice.” He professed moving so fast I had barely even seen him move to stand before me. Grabbing my hands in one large calloused hand, he placed the other under my chin and pushed my head up to look at him. “And I plan to do it by your side. I will protect you, my Lady. I promise you that.” I met his gaze with renewed determination burning in my blood, nodding even with my chin still in his hands. I sud