Warning: this chapter contains brutal content that some of you may find triggering and upsetting. You can skip this chapter if you must or read them at your discretion. *Ivy took the outfit she was supposed to wear to the hunt from Pea when the stomach ache finally eased up. “Are you sure you are fine, Princess?”“I'm good. Where are they now?”“Everyone's at the arena. The hunt has already begun.”Ivy hummed and quickly dressed up. Pea helped her tie up the places that needed to be and afterwards, they both left the palace. From where she was, Ivy could hear the thunderous screams of the people as they cheered. Each step she took forwards hard her stomach twisting in knots, while her palms became clammy. Pea stopped right before they entered the place, “I will stop her, Princess. Good luck.”Ivy nodded. “Take care of Sweetheart, I will be back soon.” or as soon as the hunt finishes. With a deep breath, she stepped into the arena. As she walked forward, people began noticing her,

Ivy froze, her mouth hanging open as she continued to stare at it. What on earth is that?? And they expect them to tame it? Are they insane? In terror, some of the women fled back to the Palace gates. But no matter how much I pounded on it or tried to open it, it remained closed. Other female warriors attempted to assault the dragon, but before they could even approach, he used his tail to knock them to the ground. Their attempt to fight the beast only seems to rile it more as a deep growl rumbled out of its chest. “It's real.” Ivy heard something from the side and turned to look at Pea. She was admiring it rather than looking at it with trepidation and fear like the others, which proved her intuition had been right, that sweet pea was more than just what she appeared to be. But what was she hiding? Yes, the beast was an uncommon sight, and despite the fact that most people would find its appearance repulsive, Ivy found it to be awe-inspiring. I mean, it's her first time seeing

King, perturbed by the startling commotion, made his way to the balcony to investigate. He saw his reflection in the mirror as he passed it and stopped dead in his tracks. He looked different... But that's not what had him pausing. It's the electric blue in his eyes and darkness overflowing around him. He raised a hand, twirling it around whilst gaping as a gust of darkness flowed with his movement. Darkness crackled in the air as it surrounded him making him look like the king of Hell at that moment. If it were any other time, he'd find it a bit difficult summoning his ability but now it comes to him even before he calls for it. His fangs were extended looking longer than before, but what shocked him most was his skin! There were markings on it like a tattoo, all around his chest leading to his back! Only, he had no idea what was written as it looked like it was in an ancient language. And though King didn't understand what happened earlier, he had felt the shift in him when he

King first began to feel anxious. Did she really leave? Even though he had already searched every inch of his quarters, he did it again as his heart raced with panic. She did not... She wouldn't abandon him, would she? King closed his eyes, concentrated on her because he didn't want to believe it, and soon darkness began to crackle in the air and spread across the palace as it frantically looked for Ivy. He simply needed to sense her to find her because his darkness identified her as his mate. As it was already late in the evening, the darkness seemed to overflow out of him. He didn't realize the markings on his skin had a faint golden hue. Thirty minutes passed and his eyes opened. She was nowhere on the palace grounds! Although she had mentioned she would leave him if he hurts her, he didn't think she'd actually leave him. With a trembling hand, he summoned Zaar and Noreen. When they both saw flickering madness in his, they tensed. “Your Maj—” “Where is the princess?” he cut t

Radna. The following day, the King walked around the palace's corridors looking for something to occupy his mind off his mate. He had even blocked her out just to prevent himself from storming straight to Asteroy to bring her back. She needs space, he reminded himself. It's the least he could do after everything he had done. Everyone bowed as he passed by and covertly glanced at him to see why he was strolling through the hallways, which was unusual for him as he teleports. As if that hasn't shocked them enough, they saw him going to the Eastern Quarters, one that belonged to Lord Osiris and Lady Rayvinn. The guards were also shocked and didn't know how to react. They wanted to stop him but can't, knowing it was the King. They too wanted to rush outside to report to Osiris, but the King's stare stopped them in their tracks. “Your Majesty!” King gave them a nod before continuing on his way. Shortly after, he overheard girlish laughter coming from the wing's suburbs, which als