I wrap my arms around Theo’s shivering body, he is still releasing inside. It is warm, everything about him is warm, and smells like lavender. When his shivers die down, he gazes into my face. “I love you, Kaiya,” he whispers again. “I love you too, Theo,” I whisper back. The instant I let the words out, his manhood starts to enlarge inside me again. I start to moan. “Let’s do more,” he says. He is about to kiss me when someone knocks on the door. “King Theo. An emergency!” Theo stops. “Damn! Do they even check my room, before trying to knock in yours?!” “They must have been too used to your habits, my King,” I answer. I glance at the window. It’s still dark. “Oh damn, you are my obsession, Kaiya. I don’t even want to leave your bed,” he says. Then, his hips start to move slowly. I close my eyes as my pleasure starts to heighten again. “King Theo!” Another knock comes. Theo groans and I giggle even when I also think that the person outside is such a hindrance to another roun
I get up from the bed. I feel groggy. Understandable. This is the same as when I found out about Theo’s harem. It’s been what? Two weeks since I last saw him. I walk towards the bathroom. He offers to see me every day, but I don’t want that. I will never condone that kind of painful living with him. Fooling myself that he is just on a mission is better than the truth. I take a deep breath. Early morning and I am already sighing. I need to get new sets of books from the library. I am about to finish all of it. It’s been almost half a year since I arrived. Just two or three months and I will have browsed through everything in it. I take off my clothes and prepare for a bath. After books, I need to train in martial combat and weapons. Brandon is back since a week ago, which I am grateful for. He is a patient teacher, someone that an ignorant student like me needs. And then, there’s the etiquette lessons and magic training with Klevon. I sigh as I massage my stomach. There is discomf
“She will be weak for a week, but once her body catches up. She’ll be as strong as ever,” the unfamiliar voice says. The hands on my skin are gentle and cold. My eyes open to see an old woman looking at me and placing a cold compress on my forehead. Harbin is also beside the bed, looking curiously at me. “What happened?” I ask. “You collapsed,” Harbin answers while the physician is quietly taking care of me. “Why? Is it the stress?” “No. You are pregnant,” he answers nonchalantly. Pregnant? Me? My eyes open wide. “Who else knows?” There is a budding hope in my chest. I am pregnant with Theo’s child! Even when werewolves always had a hard time conceiving! “Only me and the physician.” My smile widens. I am happy. All the sickness I felt is all worth it! I want to tell him soon! I look outside the window. It’s afternoon now. I’ve been unconscious for a while, but it doesn’t matter. I sit up and reach for Harbin’s hand. “Call him,” I whisper, feeling ecstatic. “Call Theo. He’s j
But calming down takes days, almost a week. I am no longer weak because of the pregnancy, but it is my heart that’s becoming dull with pain. I am so stressed out that it’s become harder for me to focus on my studies. Rather, I don’t want to study anymore. I snicker. Why am I so stressed out when having a child with Theo should be a happy event? Why is it that I am the only one happy with this new life? “Kaiya, what’s the answer?” Harbin interjects, which I only answer with a low growl. “You do know that after this, you need to go to your etiquette lessons? They told me you are going to start with your music lessons.” “I don’t want to do this anymore, Harbin,” I confess. He places his book down and looks at me. “Because the King is not happy with your child, you think that learning has become useless?” “Yes,” I admit. “I’ve only done this because I want to be accepted by everyone as his lover. But now… I don’t find the motivation to do this anymore.” “That’s an expected outcome…
My teeth bite into him. But suddenly, I pull away. His usual lavender scent is mixed in with something else. Something that is too sweet, too bitter, too ugly. My instinct is screaming that I should not mark him. That there is something rotten in him. I wipe my mouth as he lifts himself. “What’s wrong?” he asks. “Is it done?” I glance at his neck. I have not even started yet. “Your smell…” I whisper, “It’s preventing me to mark you.” “Then, I will wash first.” He gets up from the bed. He’s about to enter the bathroom when he returns and lifts me off his bed. “How about we wash each other? It’s been a while since you washed me.” I did not respond. He places me in the tub and fills it with lukewarm water. Then he retrieves the brush and soap and sits behind me. Without asking for permission, he brushes my back. Each of his touches warms my body, and I know it has nothing to do with the temperature of the water. “Do you know you smell sweet to me?” he asks. I just nod. His smel
“What have you done to her, my King?!” Harbin scolds. His voice is loud and laced with annoyance at his King. It is also his admonishment that woke me up. Ah! I still don’t want to open my eyes and face all this pain. “She falls unconscious while we are amid our pleasure,” Theo answers. A hint of guilt in his voice. “You know she is pregnant! Pregnancy is physically and emotionally rough for she-wolves! And instead of her, you should be f*ucking your harem women!” I flinch at Harbin’s words. I guess he goes vulgar when frustrated? He’s always calm and collected when dealing with me. “Making love with her won’t make her more pregnant than she currently is.” “You idiot! If you haven’t noticed, she is breaking! I told you to treat her better! Not to f*uck her every chance you get! Besides, you know that you are still having a problem with her being pregnant! Her child will be your firstborn!” “Harbin, stop. Your annoying voice is ringing in my ears. Besides, it’s consensual. We bo
Klevon lays me on my bed. My bed, because he enters my room instead of the King. Two guards are behind him, hesitating about what to do. They are given orders to guard me in the King’s room, not in my room. “The King… the attack…” I start. He pushes on my forehead, which forces me back to the bed. “Stay with your guards, Kaiya. You’re not in a position to worry about someone. You look sick.” “I am not sick! I still go about my daily duties!” “Fine. Not sick, but weak. You won’t be able to call up your magic and help in this state.” “But the King!” “Sense that?” he asks. “It’s Brandon and Lorant’s magic. They are winning. There’s no need for me either,” he says and sits beside my bed. As instructed, I relax on the bed and calm myself. I close my eyes and lay my hands on my stomach. I sense the surrounding magic. It is minuscule now. I can only feel Brandon’s magic, maybe because I am familiar with him. The unfamiliar magic also disappeared, which means the battle is finished t
When night comes and Theo still did not return, I feel the hole in my heart enlarge. It is so pronounced that I feel like my whole body is being devoured by it. Yet, there is no physical pain. It’s all in my mind. Meeghan also did not bother me. She might have thought that I need to rest after sex with the King. All are nothing but lies. I crouch on the bed. I want to cry, but the tears have long dried up, and even the swelling on my face has long been gone. Damn these werewolf abilities. When the door opens, I sit up to see Theo striding toward me. Finally, he’s here. Even if there is a tired look on his face. My heart takes another plunge. Is visiting me has become an exhausting activity for him? Is he bored with me already? He takes a chair and sits in front of me. There is a grave look on his face. His hands are clasped together and his shoulders are drooping. Rather than a King, he looks like a picture of utter defeat. “I wasn’t able to ask this of you earlier because of