Kayah’s Point of ViewSeven probably expected me to disagree, argue with him or even throw tantrums but none of that happened. My docile actions made him feel happy. I could see it. “Come on.” He took my hand in his and led me out of the room. “We are having breakfast with some of the important royal members.”“Why?” I demanded.Seven didn’t get angry.“Because you have to.”I was nervous. Why do I have to meet his royal members so soon? I have to be careful.“Just for a proper introduction,” he said.I didn’t even notice that there were no guards in the hallway, I was staring at the ground as they walked, thinking about how the breakfast might end up being a disaster. “You are a healer, you submit to no one else but me. Do not show anyone a weak side, only me can see that side of you. You are their leader, everyone else but me is below you. Raise your head!” Seven ordered in a cold tone of voice that gave no room for objection.It was like something clicked at the back of my mind
“Are you the Lady?” The boy asked the question in his mind, probably even in the minds of everyone that was present. They were probably curious but they dare not voice out their questions in fear of upsetting their King.“Yes, my name is Sabrina Moonheart.” I lied as I subconsciously touched the tiara on my head.“You are a real healer!” The boy said a little too loud then he turned his head, looking for his mother who was sitting several seats away. “Mama! I told you! She is like a princess from the fairytales. Do you have a prince too?”I quickly glanced at Sevenl with a genuine smile. “In fact, I do.”“Is it me?” The child asked.I burst into laughter at the child’s innocent question but someone besides her didn’t find it funny. I could feel something rising from him.“No silly, It’s not you but I have a special role for you, why don’t you be my protector? What do you say?” I placed a hand over Seven in an attempt to console him.“I accept, but can I get chocolate, lots of them.” T
Kayah’s Point of ViewPanic filled my heart, at that moment, I lost all control of my emotion as my heart started racing. My thoughts were in a jumbled mess in my mind. I nervously bit my lip, trying to come up with a solution to my recent predicament. It was easy to fool others that I was the Healer but it would take more effort to pass off as her before her parents. How would they not know the behavioral pattern of their daughter?I never imagined that I would have to meet Sabrina’s parents so soon, it had slipped off my mind and now it’s back to bite me in the butt.Seven probably noticed the change in mood but I couldn’t let him see the fear in me. I would never want him as my enemy. He placed a hand over mine which was under the table, to silently reassure me. “Sabrina, this is Lucas. He is my cousin and beside him is his mate, Yesha.”I was snatched out of my own little world by Seven. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, please lift your heads.” I smiled at the pair of couples who
. Kayah’s point of View“What?” I couldn’t help but ask.“My lady the King is upset,” Yesha started with a pleading expression.“Why should he be?” Genuine confusion appeared on my face. “I was the one that was just ordered not to do any cooking.”“But Queen-” Kelsey whined.“Kelsey, I didn’t do anything wrong. Why would he be upset?” Both Cassandra and Kelsey now truly understood how clueless I was. “Where do you think Brian would be? I would like to relieve some stress by baking.”I was trying to think of ways to either avoid meeting Sabrina’s parents or pass off perfectly as their daughter. It was nerve wracking. I found thinking easier when I was baking at the same time and it was something I wanted to do right away with hopes that it yielded positive results..“His highness just forbade you from doing any form of cooking, your Majesty.”“Can you not tell him?” I tried to be convincing.“I’m sorry Queen, but we can’t hide it from the King. It would make him enraged.”“Fine! I’l
Seven’s Point of viewI was in a ring, watching two warriors locked in hand-to-hand combat.In a fight, there is meant to be a winner and a loser but none of the men wanted to be the loser as the consequences would be frightening.All of a sudden, I felt uncomfortable and a searing pain overwhelmed me. In my head was a chant from my wolf. “I can’t feel mate! Mate is gone! Find our mate!’ The words were incomprehensible at first but once I was able to make out the words, I felt my aura became colder, forcing everyone present to submit. I was trying to think rationally and knew that flying into blind rage would not help.I can’t lose her.“YOUR QUEEN IS NO LONGER IN OUR GROUNDS. FIND HER!” I ordered and speedily rushed away, I didn’t give any explanation to my warriors as there was no time to waste.Lucas' eyes widened in panic, he was probably worried about what would happen next. “Who dares to take the Queen before I could spar with her!?” Lucas arranged the warriors into differe
Kayah’s Point of View“No one is coming to save you, I already injected you with something that would dull your mate bond. Without his mark, King Seven would not be able to sense your absence for a very long time.” My abductor still had a quirky smirk on his face, he was very sure of his well-laid-out plans. “I will give you a minute to think of a good response to my question before I shed all pretense.”He did not wait for my response and left the room. My eyes darted around, looking for something, a sort of weapon for protection. I knew that Seven would come for me once he discovered my disappearance but I had to stay alive before he showed up. I discovered that it wasn’t easy to be the healer, the shoe was too big for me and the tiara was many times as heavy.I didn’t care to think of how my abductor got to know that I wasn’t the deal as my eyes fell on a used syringe. A scenario appeared in my mind, leaving faster than it came but left a deep impression on me. For the first t
Kayah’s point of ViewThe look on Seven’s face was solemn, he took a few more glances at the figure in the center of his bed and that was me. The silence was stiffening and I couldn’t tell what was on his mind. Unlike others, whom I could easily read, Seven was different. I replayed the encounter with my abductor in my head, wondering if Seven had overheard their conversation. Just the thought of it made me swallow hard, followed by a hiss of pain“Are you okay?” Seven inquired before rising up from where he was sitting. He slowly approached the bed with a glass of water.“Yes.” I muttered as she tried to sit up. Her neck was bruised from when her attacker had clutched her.I noticed Seven sniffing the air. I saw a little bit of confusion but he found himself leaning closer to my neck where my scent gland was.I froze, I didn't even flinch. Even though I found it uncomfortable to be around people I wasn’t familiar with. Seven was my mate and him being around me was comforting. He
Kayah's Point of ViewEven though I tried, I could not prevent the blush that crept on my face. When he spoke, the look in his eyes was so deep and intense, it threatened to overwhelm me but it wasn’t scary as I could also feel warmth from them. In an attempt to divert his attention. “Tell me about your Kingdom?”“It’s ours,” Sevenl took my hands and began tracing it with his fingers. Everywhere he touched was tingling. “We have a large territory, equal to the royal pack. There are about five thousand people in the kingdom about seventy percent are able to protect themselves in case of danger. The other thirty percent are made up of mostly women and children, they train but not as much as the others but they would be led to the underground bunker in case of any unforeseen events.”“Don’t you have to deal with spies?”“There are certain ways to deal with them. About what happened today, I promise to get to the root of the matter and give you an explanation.”“It is alright, it wasn’t
The next few scenes were me being punched, kicked and slapped to almost make me pass out. My throat was already hurting due to the constant scream of vegging and leaving me alone. My chest started to bleed again and it stained the oversized white shirt Axel had given me. My screams were now replaced with loud sobs that made my lungs ache. I looked up in fear as the unknown man advanced towards me. He took a deep breath through his nose, and a wide smile spread across his face. Slowly, he walked towards me with deliberate and smooth steps. With each step he took, the malicious grin on his face got wider. I had scooted myself into a corner to try and escape his gaze and ferocity, and as he came to stand in front of me I tried pleading once more. "Please. I am begging you. Just leave me alone. You don't have to do this!" My words came out as sobs. "Shut up! You’re just a slave! You do not talk to me like that!" With another deep breath through his nose, he crouched down next to me a
I woke up to sunlight shining in my face, and the sound of a girl screaming. The sound was excruciatingly loud and sent chills up my spine. Above the screaming, I could hear Axel’s voice shouting. I couldn't make out the words, but he sounded furious and excited. The screaming continued for about another minute, until it slowly died down. The entire time this was happening, I sat cowering in the corner of my room, fearing I would be next to be screaming like that. But I made my decisions…to play safe..After what seemed like an eternity, I heard a door slam and footsteps coming my way. I cringed back in fear and huddled against the wall. The freshly stitched wounds on my chest reminded me of Axel’s brutality, and I didn't want to see what he was like when he was mad. My door was pushed open to reveal-of course- an infuriated Axel. He looked at my small frame huddled in the corner farthest from him, and smiled. I felt no comfort from his expression, only more fear. He stepped forward
I kept my head down and watched his feet as he approached me. Before I knew it, he was right next to me, lifting my chin upwards to look at his face. I tried to keep my eyes averted from his gaze and stop the tears that threatened to come again. "Look at me." His hot breath growled into my face.I slowly brought my eyes up to meet his. They were a deep, voidless black. This was the first good look I had gotten at his eyes and I hoped it would be my last. His black hair hung to the side with a few pieces escaping to fall on his forehead. A square jaw held light pink lips that always seemed to be smirking at me. His face was completely devoid of emotion, even though he was smirking. His eyes held nothing but emptiness and he looked at me as weak. It was terrifying being this close to him, and I could tell he knew I was uncomfortable. His hand grew tighter on my chin as I struggled desperately to free my head from his grip. I was beyond scared and wanted to be as far away from him as I
The envelope was brown. It doesn’t have a receiver or sender name.I should have felt it then, the warning, the poison in the air.Curious, I opened it anyway.The photograph slid out with a whisper.Seven’s face hit me first and beside him was a familiar face, too familiar, his arm wrapped around her. Hailey. The Moon Goddess. Her lips curved in a smirk so triumphant it made me sick.And between them was a baby. My baby.I staggered back a step, as if the floor itself had betrayed me. The little boy nestled in Hailey’s arms was unmistakable, the soft curl of his hair, the tiny birthmark on his cheek, a mark I knew because I had kissed it a thousand times. His smile, the one he used to give me, now aimed at her. At them. The baby I thought was kidnapped. My knees buckled.The pain wasn’t sharp. It was deep, an endless splitting inside my chest, like I was being hollowed out from the inside. Seven didn’t even look guilty. He looked proud. As if he belonged there, next to her, instead o
I awoke in my stall on the bed. Light was streaming through the small window high above me. The ferals outside were noisy and I could hear that they were tearing something apart. The sound was like squelching, like flesh tearing from bones or I don’t even want to know it. But because I was freaking curious, I stood up, despite the protest of my chest and looked at the small hole in my room. And there it was. A body was torn apart, the ferals were fighting, playing tag, trying to have a large portion.“So, who was it again?” I heard someone speak up. “The other man that the king found three weeks ago,” a man said. “Oh, the one who kept on resisting?”“Yes. Unfortunately, the king’s patience ran out and he fed him to his dog.”“Well, all of those who resist him always end up being fed to these beasts,” the other man replied, which scared me. Axel must have moved me from the floor to my bed and I was glad I was asleep for that. The pain of walking or being carried would have been uni
My mouth instantly began to water. He saw me staring at his hands and laughed aloud this time. "Oh, is my little mate? Hungry?" All I could do was nod intently. It had been days since I had anything to eat or drink, and the result of that was starting to weigh upon me."Well, why don't you come over to me and get it then?" Axel looked at me with danger in his eyes. He knew I refused, he’ll just going to do what he wanted and if I talk back, Fenrir will have mercy on me. Once I realized he was serious and the only way for me to get the piping hot bowl of newly cooked meat was to walk over to him, I almost screamed in frustration. He put me through it all, he tortured me and now I'm just supposed to walk it off?! Unbelievable. Despite what I thought though, he wasn't going to give me any food until I came over to him. I began to muster up all my strength and courage even if the thing on my chest hurts like hell. It didn’t dry up or at least close. In fact it went deeper in my flesh,
Jefferson led me back to my room. “I’m sorry,” I said, almost in a whisper.Jefferson halted and turned around to me. “Yeah, whatever. It’s too late,” he replied and assumed walking. “Just to let you know, Axel doesn't have plans on letting you live for too long. I shouldn’t tell you this but well, maybe I thought you deserve to know.”When we reached my room, he opened the door and I entered inside before.him slamming the door and locking it. Inside, I saw that the haystack was gone and replaced by a bed. I laid there for at least an hour. My eyes grew heavy and exhaustion threatened to overtake me, but I refused to fall asleep. I needed to get out of this torture house and back to my pack. How that would happen- I had no idea. I hoped beyond hope that Axel wouldn't be the one to come back and get me. If I saw him again I might pass out, just out of pure terror. He scared me beyond what I could handle right now, and I couldn't handle very much. With every second that went by I
Before I could process his change of mood, he had my wrists bound in silver handcuffs above my head. I hissed but I still tried to bring them down but a clink of metal and the sensation of being burned without fire prevented me from doing that. Axel had my arms chained above my head to where I was already tiptoeing. I could barely reach the floor. A smirk was now on his face as he stared at me, helpless. I let a whimper escape my lips as all courage drained from my body. Axel only smiled more at that, taking delight in my pain and fear. He now paraded around the room, making his way towards the hot coals in the fire pit. He then tossed more charcoal. “It seemed that you still didn’t know what you were here?” He looked at me expectedly to answer the question. Of course I knew. I knew because he already told me but I pretended I didn’t. “I didn’t.” I tried to lie and spit back at him, but my words only came out as a whimper. Axel laughed at that but didn’t reach his eyes. He step
“I heard him yesterday saying someone will arrive and that someone will occupy that space,” another voice spoke up. “I didn’t know it was also a pack wolf. You’re not a feral.”“Yes,” I replied. “I was trapped, sold and purchased by Axel,” I said and heard everyone gasping. “Don’t mention his name. He can hear it,” Anna said, I heard a hint of fear.I sighed. Just as I was about to ask another question, a sound came from outside. The ferals stop growling and whine instead. Everyone quickly hushed their voices as the cabin doors creaked open. Footsteps echoed along the pavement and down the way next to my room. There they stopped, and hands started fiddling with the lock to my door. After a faint click the heavy wooden door was pushed open to reveal Axel. He stared in the room, looking at me expectedly.What did he expect me to do? I’m not just going to willingly go to him…With an angry grunt he marched into my room and picked me up by the wrist. I was then dragged across the cabin