Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To The Thorns : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

THREE LUNAR months have passed since the melodramatic revelation bared in the maps of Otheli. It ran like wildfire that spread in every lips of nobles and commoners of the two nations- that also was the reason behind why Yseah have kept her life and survived at the recurring time- the fact that she is the Luna of their mate less crown prince Alpha. After what happened at that notable nightfall of the supposed festivity of her pack, she was spared to be slaughtered by the tyrant's silver blade and had taken her instead to the abode of his mate- the kingdom of Elodnia. When she first step inside the palace walls of the conspicuous first nation, no one ventured to ask her whereabouts- to the fact that she is from the known savage pack of lycans. All the palace servitors were cautious to her. They would smile at her and curtsey but all thy actions were shallow as a dried pond. Crooked grin she would always see when the nobles of aristocratic families gave their gifts of welc

ROSALIE WINTERS of Elodnia Pack. She is the only sole heir of one of the Ducal Family of the wolven nation. Venerable for her amiable charms so as her impeccable beauty that would cause mouthwatering desires especially to the wolven men. Because of her influential status in the aristocratic faction and also a polished lady of etiquette and beauty, she was presented as the Luna of the nation to be paired by the rumoured mate less crown prince Alpha- negligence of that she isn't really Ruvillous' fated mate. 'But since I came to the palace as the true mate who awakened the slumbered wolf of the tyrant, she was easily disposed to her meretricious position. She is a decoration after all. How petty.'The mischievous smirk plastered nonchalantly on Yseah's lips as her intimidating gaze penetrate through the flushed face of the maiden, stood before her. "Oh my. Did something got your tongue, Lady Rosalie? I supposed I spilled too much milk that it became r

THE PRIMAL LYCAN TOOTH. All undergo the phase of being toddlers- may it be human, vampires or werewolves. It is mainly the aspect of life where evolution happens in mysterious ways. When the fist tooth that grows in a lycan form arose, it is known to be a magical way of keeping a loyal contract with them just as how dragons would offer their cores to form a bond to their contractors. I do hope that those servants will take my bet seriously. I'm pretty sure no kleptomaniac cannot resist the thought of riches and gold. Yseah wander at her thought while stuffing a constant morsel of food at her mouth. The celestial sun in it's highest peak, and it's rays cannot just cause tan on the skin but burn from it's torrid heat. One way to say it- noon of another normal day at the palace has come. At the recurring time, Yseah and her mate Ruvillous are amusingly having their luncheon together - a once in a blue moon occurence for the twain- held at the pavilion that is built in th

THE WORLD WAS STILL FOR A MOMENT, as all eyes pinned in a striking manner at the human maiden who now had kept her expression cunningly. Blinking her lilac orbs twice to relief herself in the state of trance, Yseah cock her head sideways as words were stuck at her throat- the same for the handmaiden's who were all ears at their dialogue."Well, that's a bit surprising, Lady Margaret. It seems that your quite a prodigy when it comes to the field of love." Yseah finally state her remark after a few seconds of silence. Giggles then escaped at Margaret's lips as she find Yseah's remark as a compliment- which deliberately a hidden mockery at point. 'It was obviously a threat by the wench at me to don't let my guard down. How annoyingly good. Looks like she wants to play with me. Setting up the bastard as the price is also not bad.' Yseah thought looking at the hypocrite before her. Margaret then just smiled as the preamble of ending their converse. She shifted her

HIS EYES are now shaded with pure hue of crimson specks that is swirling in anger for the safety of his fated mate. Ruvillous' pace as he leaped through walls of the long six-columned halls were inhumane- faster then his usual run. When he was at the brink of the palace double doors, a thought of hesitation to plunge and meet the heavy rainfall did not cross his mind, for only the dainty face of Yseah enveloped a mist at his murky mind. He skip through puddles as like he was traversing the vast ocean just to meet his fated one. He cannot lose her. Her Luna was the sole reason why he was able to find another meaning to his crumbling life. He may expressed it in the most tacit way, but he loves her secretly deep within his heart, and that someday, he hope would blossom and thrive to reach into her heart. Halting from his leaping pace, Ruvillous oversee a soaked woman under the heavy rain. He skips and approach the woman who was hugging herself from only the warmt