"You cannot leave here, My Lord!" he stopped, completely paused by hearing her words.  Turning around he asked, "I cannot wait any longer, Nazneen. You are not telling me anything about the wolf and my d...boy is in the trouble."  He mentally slapped himself for almost blurting out what he was hiding from her.  Smiling she spoke, "My Lord, I lied to you. He isn't here. But you may find him in one of their tribes. Their hiding places…"   Nathan gave a nod and gestured to his men and all of them rushed towards the tree from where they entered here, Nathan and Genevieve we're following the soldiers.  All the way, Genevieve

"My Lord, are you trying to say that our Ladyship is possessed by a banshee?" Crawford asked, making everyone present in the room confused.   "I don't know, Crawford. However, she is not just possessed but a banshee…"  Willow was silently listening to their conversation and had an idea.  "My Lord, what if we ask her directly?"   "That's your idea?" Lord Nathan asked, lifting his eyebrow.  He knew Willow was a clever witch and that she would come up with something great.  A solution to the problem...which was asking Genevieve.  

"Rise, my women! Rise!" she stood up to lift her hands to the air, her voice so confident and loud.  All of the banshee women stood in a queue only to chant one name.  "Queen!"  "Queen!"  "Queen?'   The pride in her face was priceless, Genevieve somewhat thought of herself as a Queen.  These banshee women were too naive to understand her game plan.   And everything was going according to her plan.   Just then she stepped forwa

Then Lord Dragon came to push the wolf as he fell towards the fire.  Genevieve was hiding behind the bush when she pointed the gun at the wolf, confused about whether to kill him or not, she let the tears flow from her eyes.  She remembered the good times she had with Hugo...how he helped her with the death and funeral of the old lady, how he tried to be on her side...how he supported her and gave pleasure to her that night.  Then she remembered how he got on Nathan's nerves and blackmailed her...how he frightened her at the time of the birth and how he kidnapped Celestine.  All this brought rage into her eyes, her jaw when clenching and she took hold of the pistol, her fingers gently and slowly

In her mind, many thoughts were racing. Raya was thinking about Genevieve. She remembers she made a pact with herself to accept Genevieve Harper as King Nathan's second woman and the first woman to produce an heir for him.  But the assertion between them before the coronation of King Nathan somehow made her in a doubt.   Could there be a chance Genevieve would be nice to her? Or would she be taunting her just like she did before?  Raya was confident in herself because she was born royal, a princess...whereas Genevieve was just a petty little human, who would die eventually.   This brought a winning smile to her face as she lifted her hand to wave just like any royal Queen would do.