LOGINDraco."Is that how much you hate her?" Draco was surprised Edrandcould make such a horrible demand. He didn't buy the idea of ruining Isolde'sface at all. For all he knew, that face lived freely in his head. Draco had been thinking of a way to rid himself of the tasteof Isolde that lingered in his mouth for over one week now but it had beenimpossible. It sounds impossible but whenever he ran his tongue over thesurface of his lips, he could still taste her. The best flavor on earth. Everything about Isolde kept Draco on his feet. He wouldnever concede to destroying Isolde's face. Never. His obsession for the female had grown to the level whereDraco sneaks into the royal laundry room to steal Isolde's underthings. Not that anyone had ever caught him. Draco was sure to bestealthy about the operation. Isolde's underthings now have a special space inhis innermost closet. Every night, Draco would keep them beside his pillow ashe slept. He loved having her scent saturating hi
Edrand.In the grand parlor of the tower, sat Edrand on anoverstuffed chair. His head rested over the headrest while he spread his body,waiting for the healer to come and examine him. The sun filtered in through the large windows, illuminatingthe place. He finally woke up today and when he asked Mascus, his servant, themale confirmed Edrand had been unconscious for a week. A whole week! Nothing embittered him more than the fact that the femalewas the one that made him so unconscious for such a long time. If it was a male that did such to him, Edrand wouldn't mindbut it was a fucking piece of cunt! He growled in his mind. Oh, he remembered too well how it all started. He was theone that spiked her water just to punish her but things took a turn and shepushed him into the water. She even kicked him at his dick! That thought madeEdrand wince. "Master, are you hurting somewhere?" Mascus asked, scootingover. "No! I am fine!" Edrand rasped, crinkling his lips. He feltso
Draco. This was borderline crazy, Draco knew that much yet he waswilling to do it. People do crazy shit when they desperately want something. Right now, in the dead of the night, he wanted something. A taste of her, his breeder. Since Draco wasn't going to get it directly, he'd get itindirectly. Either way, he gets what he wants. He loved that look of confusion on Isolde's face as shewatched the male by the door. Draco wasn't about to explain, no. He'd let her figure it out herself. "Come forward, Micah," He said to the male. He was one of his Attendants. Jed and Micah were speciallytrained to give him momentary pleasure while Edrand was away. Draco rarely needed them and whenever they came to attend tohim, they only ever gave him a blow job. Nothing more than that. Micah stepped forward, removing his black cape. He revealedhis angular face to the lord. Smiling, Draco turned the naked male to face Isolde.Panting, she ran her eyes around the male's body. He was fille
IsoldeIsolde waited tirelessly for the lord's arrival. She movedrestlessly around her chamber, but he never showed up. She felt somehow relieved he didn't come again, and when herbones got exhausted, she slumped onto the bed and dozed off. Her sleep was peaceful. The soft sheets caressed her back.She didn't dream this time, which was good. However, sometime into the nightwhile Isolde was enjoying her sleep, she felt a towering presence in the room.She tossed with a sigh on the bed, fluttering her eyes open.She yelped and cursed, unknowingly slipping off the bed. She crashed onto thefloor with a sickening thud and winced.Her teeth chattered from fear. The blood rushed through herveins, hammering in her ears. "This isn't a dream, right?" she thought to herself, findingit difficult to move.Just like in her past dreams, the figure hid in the shadows,silently. He was watching her, and only his rare eye color shone in the darkroom.Scrambling up, she hurriedly lit the bedsi
Isolde."What are you doing, sire?" she asked, trying to urge themale to his feet. He looked at her with furrowed brows, wondering. Doesn't she know this was how alphas were recognized?"I am to bow before you, my lady. I am not worthy of standing before you," he answered."Please rise. I am not who you think I am. I'm just abreeder..." The male gauged her, wondering if she was serious about whatshe had said. Shockingly, she was serious. The male rose to his feet,swallowing."Why were you so hurt? How were you able to hide youridentity?" he asked, desiring to know as he handed her back the water.Isolde took the mug and drank the whole content. She noticedher lycan calming down now, seeming to trust the male a little. Her woundsstarted to heal, and that made the talisman hairpin begin working again, hidingher lycan."Someone tried to kill me with some kind of herbs...""Wolfsbane, henbane, moonhide, Duskthorn, and silver," theman outlined, much to her shock."How did you k
Draco."My...love," Edrand spluttered, coughing. Blood trailed downthe corners of his lips as he watched Draco with bleary eyes. The lord cradled Edrand's head in his lap, fingering hishair as he peered down at him. "What happened?" Draco couldn't believe his eyes. How did Edrand end upgetting so hurt and in Isolde's room?"Who did this to you!?" He fumed, watching him. Edrand'sbody was soaked with water and blood. Seeing that riled Draco up.He was trying to understand what had occurred when Edrandblurted brokenly. "She...did...this..."Edrand wept, openly bawling. "She tried to kill me, beloved. She...tricked meinto coming here and...pushed me into the water. She spiked it with wolfsbane andsilver. And then she ran.Draco's vision turned red. He didn't know which one angeredhim more, the fact that Isolde did this to his male or that she ran rightafter. He'd be damned to let her flee. With a gritted jaw, Dracomanaged to rise to his feet with Edrand in his arms. He sli
Isolde."Stop pulling me so much," Isolde said to the sentinels as they led her along the halls of the tower. She still couldn't believe what had just occurred. She stood before the lord and spoke to him freely.It wasn't like he didn't deserve it, Isolde spoke in her mind. He deserved more for lea
Draco.Draco held his hand aloft in the air, his heart pounding against the wall of his chest.Were his eyes deceiving him? Was the female in front of him the one he once knew?Draco's hand moved close to the female's face, her round blue eyes sparkling. He wanted to touch her face to confirm his e
The sound of movement echoed in the room, and in place of a beast, now stood a man, Draco.He grunted at the sight of the room. Lying still was another of the females. She was unmoving.Draco moved aside to the window, watching the black sky as his sentinels entered, carrying the lifeless form away
Isolde.Isolde coughed ceaselessly when she finally made it to the bank on the northern side. She felt cold, her body shivering as water dripped from her hair onto her skin in a stream.A glance back informed her that the men weren't coming after her. That was enough to give her respite, but when s







