“Gather your belongings.’ Damian told her as he set her on the top of the stairs. Kataleya just looked at him unblinkingly.Just as Damian was about to ask her a second time, she answered him.“I don’t have anything here that is mine,” she admitted, and lowered her head. Damian did not miss the rosy pink that tinted her cheeks, making him confused. She felt embarrassed to admit such a thing, but it was true.When it came to material possession, she only really had her clothes.“I guess this is all I have,” she mumbled under her breath, feeling even more ashamed that she had to point it out.She pulled on her clothes, and that is when the king finally understood. He took in his appearance. He cannot be mistaken.His luna is treated a slave. That explains her absence at the party and the Alpha’s behavior when he requested to see her.The next, he felt his own fury awaken within, his be
“Wake up, my Queen.” A voice split through Kataleya’s head. It’s a voice she had never heard before. Deep, gruff, and extremely masculine. She didn’t hear any of the pack members speak like that before.For some reason, it beckoned her in a way that sent a pleasurable sensation all over her body.She opened her eyes and gasped.The most handsome man she had ever seen hugged her close to his chest. Broad shoulders, towering figure, and perfectly chiseled body even underneath his wet clothes. His dark hair was pulled back neatly and a strand fell over his godlike face. His eyes… They held the deepest, darkest color that resembled the bottom of sea, staring down at her mesmerizingly.Just then, her beast came forward.“Mate,” she uttered the word.The moment it left her lips, she let out a gasp that drowned out the low growl her husband exuded as he watched with trembling fists.How co
Is everything alright, your highness? King Damian turned to Thaddeus who stared at him with his head lowered.Fine. I just thought I smelt something. He replied, dismissing the matter with a wave of his hand.The lycan side of him refused to let it go. Damian wondered what had him so riled up. It was so unlike him. He shook his head.Everyone cheered gleefully as King Damian made his way into the pack entrance. Heads were bowed to show their enormous respect for the lycan royalty. No pack member can hide their amazement with the King, as he elicited pure dominance and power over them all.His presence alone even brought omegas to bow on their knees.No one dared look at him in the eye.No one can.His aura screamed both elegance and death.He walked in with a stone-cold expression on his face, revealing the least bit of enthusiasm he could possibly afford for this night.This is great,
Time has come and gone, and the minutes for Kataleya went by slower than she expected. She finished the preparations, carried out her duty as luna to the pack. At least for the last time.Much to her relief, everyone obeyed her instructions as the Alpha was expecting nothing but perfection for tonight’s celebration. It was going to be for the new heir that will take over the pack after Tritan’s reign, and tonight, at least for tonight, all members of the pack did not stand in the luna’s way.When it came to grand preparations, a ball celebrating even grander occasions, only Kataleya could do it with ease and finesse. The previous ones were a success whenever she hosted it.Kataleya finalized everything, hand picked every color and design for the ball from the chandelier to wine glasses. Every detail was important. Kataleya knew it would be the grandest she had ever done yet.However, she felt a pang in her heart she could
Madame Ruby raised her brow, and Kataleya’s heart skipped softly. She knew whenever her brow raised, it always meant something was wrong.But Kataleya did everything so smoothly, so she tried to calm her beating heart. Relax, Kataleya. You did everything you could.She did. What could go wrong this time?“Kitchen?” Madame Ruby started, her lips pressed into a firm line as she stared down at Kataleya. In her eyes, Kataleya is like a cockroach that had infested her palace. She would do anything to lure her into her trap.“All done, Madame Ruby,” Kataleya answered, her voice soft yet certain.“Hm.” Madame Ruby walked around the kitchen table, scanning the corners with her eagle-eyes as if she was hoping to see a speck of dust appear out of thin air.“The master’s bedroom?” Kataleya nodded, “Done,”Madame Ruby whipped her head to Kataleya so fast she would have thought she sliced air.“Done, Madame Ruby,” she corrected herself, cringing at the words. All the people around her demanded
She had barely taken a few steps when her legs cramped painfully beneath her. She bit her lip, suppressing a whimper. Tristan had been ruthless even in bed. He did not stop until he had satiated his desire for her body. The sex goes on for hours until he finally left her alone. One thing bothered Tristan, though. It was that she never had an orgasm. Kataleya bit her inner cheeks and kept walking. She didn’t stop. She ignored the pain, pulled on her maid dress and left the room. In the kitchen, Madam Ruby waited for her. Her hands were clasped together, and her eyebrows were tightly knit. Her eyes flicker to the stairs to see the little lady hurrying down the stairs. Her brows furrowed, observing how the girl limped her way into the kitchen.“Hurry up!” she pressed her lips in disapproval.Kataleya panted as she mustered every ounce of what little strength she had left to get moving. “I’m here.” She mumbled.Madam Ruby was crazy strict about the schedule of things. She wanted thing