"Take the omega slave to the slave quarter," He bit out, his jaw hardened as he tried to tamp down his primal urge. He did not want to acknowledge the bond between them. He did not think he would. Nyx's head fell in disappointment.What did she expect? That he would run into her arms and grab her to himself. He was the Lycan King, she realized that she had to come to terms with that.They led Griselda towards her quarter while Nyx followed the guard who did not even bother to wait for her as he marched. Zenith caught sight of Mathias walking towards him and he relaxed a bit. As soon as Mathias reached, he did not wait to listen to his greeting. "Lycan King-""Take him to the healer right now," Zenith ordered urgently and instantly.Confusion crossed Mathias' face as he looked around for the sign of a person other than Zenith and he found none. "Who am I taking to..." He trailed off as Zenith pulled the door open and Mathias looked inside, shock flashing across his face as he saw Divin
Griselda sat majestically in her chambers as she glanced around the place. The place had a different smell and energy. Like everywhere was filled with eyes and ears. She knew that palaces were no safe places to live or work in but still she was born into this and she knew how to work her way.The guards brought in the luggage she had packed from her place and left it in her room while some maids into work then began to offload them."Be careful not to break any of that. Your life will not be able to pay for it." She sneered, pointing to the golden mirror she had brought. The maid nodded vehemently and carefully placed it down on the vanity."Make sure that gown does not tear or I will have you get the same material which I am sure you don't have here." She said again.She rose to her feet and stared outside through the opened window. The vast land of the king's palace had her thinking if the rumors of the poverty of the Lycans were really true. It has been rumored that the Lycans were
"Your Highness," Cassandra called out from outside his door. Zenith lifted his gaze as he paused from buckling his belt. The shadows of the maids standing outside his room reflected on his door.He finished it up and stood beside his bed. "Come in." He ordered them.The maids walked in, each carrying her tray of meals. Nyx bowed as she entered, the scent of his chambers made her take a deep breath. As she stylishly looked around his room, the way there was hardly anything that made life there made her think that Zenith was filled with even more darkness than his eyes held.His acknowledgment of her was the least of her worries. She never expected a mate but then she was given one and that one turned out to be a lycan King. She knew there was no way he would accept, even if he does, the Lycans won't.One by one, they dropped the trays in their hands and Zenith took a seat on the chair that was already set up in the corner of his room. He did this if he wanted to have a silent and perso
Surprise coated Selda's face as Mathias entered in her chambers, his attire glowing with every bit of masculine beauty. She has heard of him being Zenith's right hand man but has never met him.She rose to her feet and Mathias made a gesture of a curt bow before raising his chin. His eyes slowly perused her appearance for any sign that she might be a 'bimbo' but from what he was seeing, she was just as Zenith had described her."I was told to inform you that you will be introduced to the Clan tonight. His Royalty has decreed that there would be a feast tonight. Please do well to prepare. He has also arranged the dresses which you will have to wear. The seamstress will be here in no time." He told her."Huh?" She was dumbfounded for a few seconds. "I actually brought some dresses from my realm to this place, tell the King that it would be unnecessary of him." She said, recovering after some seconds, adding a bit of a smile.Mathias wanted to scoff at what she said. She was not a bimbo,
The Seven Elders rose to their feet as Princess Griselda passed by them. The smile on her face widened at every step she took. The seven elders smiled at one another at her beautiful image.Selda kept her eyes on Zenith who was also staring back at her. She did not want to feel disappointed because there was no emotion written on his face except his signature blank face.As she reached his front, she bowed with her hands intertwined and rose back. Zenith’s eyes traced the Lycan’s pattern on the purple dress she wore. This was the first time in years he has seen the Purple Lycan dress known for the Female Royals. The golden image of the Lycan’s fang on the dress made his eyes twitch. This fang...“Zenith, you have to greet the ‘bimbo’ Princess.” Mathias’s voice sounded through the mind link.Zenith blinked, the first reaction Selda noticed from him this evening.Grounding his jaw, Zenith rose to his feet and collected Griselda’s hands. She smiled again as he led her to her seat. She sa
“Why do you ask?” He questioned her. He hated the way people were seeming too interested in Divine’s well-being. From the Elders who had their eyes constantly out for him to Lionel’s sister who could be said to be his eye, he needed to be careful.“I just thought I should ask since he seemed to be your only family member.” She smiled, her eyes glowing with a deceitful spark and her brows twitching. He did not find it caring instead he found it cunning.He looked away, his expression schooled into a straight look. “You do not need to worry about that. All you have to worry about is the new burden you will be carrying when you are crowned.” He told her.Griselda smiled, hiding the bite of the pain from his words. He was right, his nephew should be the least of her worries. It was not like he was any useful when he was locked in the underground dungeon and he won’t be even now.After a while, Zenith rose to his feet and walked out of the feast, leaving the Seven Elders and Griselda to en
She tossed and turned in the little space she laid down. Her hands gripped her lower abdomen tight. She was in pain. Full pain. Her face contorted in agony. It felt like every part of her constricted and all she wanted to do was free it. Sweats beaded on her forehead as her eyes darted in their sockets, still closed. This has never happened to her before. Her throat kept bobbing and she did not want to wake up because she slept really late the night before. After Cassandra had pulled her usual trick, she had to redo her chores thrice.Slowly, ever slowly, the pain began to subside and her hands loosened. Her shoulders relaxed and she fell into her beautiful slumber.• • • • • •A kick and a yell made Nyx jerk up from her sleep. Her eyes were still hazy from her sleep but as she glanced around, the pain from the kick slowly began to register, and she instantly gripped her rib tight with a painful wince."Are you blind?" Cassandra's hiss tore through the air and she raised her gaze to me
“Cheers,” The men laughed, raising golden cups to one another as they drank the wine. The maids who stood close to them refilled their cups and all Zenith did was watch. Watch them as they toasted away his people. Toasted with greed and covetousness with their drinks. The Seven Elders proved their worth as they subtly returned the toasts.Zenith’s jaw hardened as he watched them. Mathias watched Zenith with keen eyes. He would be lying if he said that he was not dying in suspense as to why Zenith had called for an urgent meeting with the local officers. He hardly ever called them. All he needed was call tell the Seven Elders and they will contact them but now... After having his Chief Messenger, Zariel, meet them. He knew it had to be really urgent.The Head Maid stationed more maids around them. One thing about this meeting was that, these men were allowed to bring in their hàrlòts. This was the only way they would be able to be serious. Apart from Elder Povah, Zenith and Mathias, lad