Leon woke up in the middle of the night feeling a painful sensation in his heart, as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart.He sat in the bed of the inn when cold, looked at his hands trembling and could not understand the reason for it.He did not remember having any nightmare, but the overwhelming sensation in his chest persisted without rest.He looked around at the dimly lit room, weeks had passed since his arrival at the inn, still hoping to track down the man who had information about Thomas.He had traveled and would return within a few days.His father was unreachable, living in a fortress, tried to infiltrate in various ways. But without any success, the man lived enclosed in his fortress.His son had a life of debauchery, and he had the information they needed, and if he did not know of his father’s shady dealings, they would find a way into the fortress.Thomas could be there, trapped.I only had one certainty. Thomas was alive.Leon got up from his bed and got dress
Henry woke up suddenly, as if he were still at the battle of the castle, he sat down quickly looking for his sword.- You woke up! Henry looked in the direction of the voice.The unknown woman who shot with the bow, was bent before the river drinking water.So Henry looked around, they were in a forest near the river, he was leaning on a tree that gave him a nice shade, the horse was not in sight.- Who are you? - It was the question he asked while lowering his sword.His head throbbed too much, and he felt miserable.The woman stood up revealing to be short in stature, her hair was loose and a little messy, her face was wet, and her arms too, that’s when Henry noticed that she not only drank water, but was also trying to refresh herself.The sun was very strong.- Who are you from the ultimate Alpha Pack? - She asked as she walked to him.Her golden eyes showed no hostility, she looked curious, and Henry noticed that she must have been very young, she looked very young.- I’m Henry
The full moon was near, some days had passed since what happened to Helena, since then she remained in a kind of shock lying on the canopy bed, she wanted to get up, release any power she had against the odious, repulsive Lance Chase.For everything he had done.But if she felt useless, incapable, it was as if he had undermined all her forces, and it left her terrified, Helena spent days in bed remodeling in her mind every moment of that violence... wondering how she could let herself be dominated so easily, how you let it happen. And worse, would Lance tell anyone?Then she remembered how sensitive wolves were to smells, any member of the Pack who came near her would know. Immediately she would know.That couldn’t happen. Never.Two knocks on the door removed her from her thoughts, Helena remained silent, if it was Lance Chase he would open no matter what he said, since what happened he came to her rooms every two days, the knock on the door was only to alert her of his infamous pres
***RATE THE BOOK******Helena thought she heard it wrong.Lance Chase had said yes.He held the letter in his hand, while holding her hand, Helena felt chills from touching his skin, but assumed that if he showed all his disgust for that man, maybe he would change his mind.Lance took a deep breath, feeling the scent of Helena, the natural smell of her skin, she looked at him more in that seconds than she had done all those days, he lowered his gaze to her hands, which held his closing around the letter, as if he was afraid he’d just let go.His heart was racing too, Lance could not help but feel impacted by the intensity of those gray eyes that stared at him with such a plea, Lance realized how much she loved his nephew, and at that moment hated him with all the intensity of his heart, there was devotion in her eyes, devotion to him, and only to him.He cleared his throat and uncoupled his hands from hers.- I deliver on one condition.Helena withdrew to imagine what would be the ter
I stood on a precipice, helplessly watching the man who loved to duel for my hand in marriage, and miserably lose not only my hand, but his life. My beloved Cristhofer fought so hard against Commander John Chase, a tall man who was close to 28 years old, he ruled on the Island of Corvo that was next to Shivia, and the reason he fought for my hand was not love, it was for politics and power, because I was Helena Lancaster, sister of King Charles the second Lancaster who found it amusing to host a tournament to the death by my hand. How romantic, isn't it? Men coming from all over just to die competing for the chance to marry me. So when the head of the only man I ever wanted to win the tournament fell onto the fighting arena, I felt it was my end. John Chase was in the finals of the tournament for the princess, and the audience roared in glee at the bloody show he put on for them. From the top of our royal tent I looked for the first time into the eyes of the man who had a great cha
I glared at John Chase with his intimidating black gaze.He bowed with a cynical bow, a lascivious smile at the corner of his lips." My Commander, I cannot walk with you now, I must attend the ball. " I said, trying to be diplomatic.He studied me and shook his head."They'll survive without you, and besides, it's only a few minutes' walk, princess."He wasn't giving me a choice, although his words were polite and his gestures gentle, I could see in his eyes that he was a man no one said no to, and from what I was seeing, not even a princess.I gave him a wry smile and headed down the hall, towards the palace grounds, my guards followed me and Commander Chase positioned himself beside me, walking.I kept my posture haughty and eyes fixed on the path ahead, in my peripheral vision I saw him staring at me, sizing me up just like a predator would, and I think that's exactly what John Chase was, a predator.We turned left and entered a small hall that led to the large doors that opened on
John Chase led me back to the hall that had previously barred me from entering, in my heart anger boiled, my blood burned. Just before the doors to the Great Hall opened he pulled me by the waist possessively in front of everyone, his touch on me, even through the thick fabric of the dress, sending an electric current through my body. I felt my legs quiver under the dress and my heart raced again, as we walked through the room with eyes from everyone on us, I tried to free myself from him, but he pressed me closer to his body. Then suddenly, with a smile, he released me, leaving me disconcerted by his attitude.With a curtsy he walked away, not before grinning at some inside joke.But what a hateful man!When he was gone I took a deep breath, still feeling his touch on my waist. This distraction didn't allow me to see in time another man approaching me, when I noticed it was already too late.The man was Dimitri Sidorov, the other wretch who was vying for my hand.I smiled politely at
Dimitri held me by the arm amid the flickering light of the torch in his hand. We quickly went down the stone steps until we reached what looked like a warehouse, then he let go of me and went straight to another door that with another key he opened, came back and he pulled me again. And we started walking again, this time down a long, cavernous corridor and even darker, I could hear the bugs and rats passing close by us. And if it weren't for the fact that I was being kidnapped, even supposedly for the rest of all I would be eloping to marry, I could care about the rats running in the dark. I tried to talk to him, I really tried, to force my mouth open and protest against it, but my body wouldn't obey me, I was just an observer in my own body, and that was terrifying. The panic of the whole situation starting to settle in my heart, my heart beating fast, my legs shaking... I wanted my body to react and fight with it, I assumed that it would be better to die here fighting for my h