ARTHUR & MILA Mila started to moved ahead but Arthur hissed, “Wait up.” “What?” Mila asked, puzzled. She wanted to get over this nightmare as soon as possible. “Why don’t you move these burning bodies down first? What if some get caught in fire or scatter?” Arthur suggested. “That’s an idea,” and Mila repeated her gesture and pulled the bodies up ahead of her and dropped them down the stairs. They could hear the bodies get roll down the flight of stairs, and a loud screeching sound echoing all around them. “I think we got their attention,” Arthur spoke gruffly. Slowly, bumping into each other shields, they climbed down the stairs, ready to charge. But as they reached the bottom, no one was there to greet them – neither friendly nor foe. Remembering how one of the monster had jumped on Arthur from top, Mila looked up and shouted. At least a dozen bitten men were clinging to the roof, their teeth bare and eyes red. “Watch out,” Arthur shouted too as one by one bitten men turned

ARTHUR & MILA “Are you hurt anywhere?” Mila asked as they climbed up. “Not much,” Arthur huffed as he pressed on his chest instinctively. “I can live with it.” “But you don’t have to, now do you?” Mila grinned and placing her hand on his chest, she muttered, “recuperate” under her breath and Arthur’s breath deepened. “What did you do?” Arthur asked, grinning. He had the most amused expressions on his face. “I healed you,” Mila caressed Arthur’s chest lovingly. “Till the time I am with you, you don’t have to worry about any injury, any illness. I hope I am allowed to heal you without your permission. Arthur looked around, they were alone. He pulled over her mask, grabbed her waist and kissed her fully. “You can do anything to me without my permission, if you know what I mean,” he grinned, pulling back. “Ah, does not align with what you said before,” Mila sighed. Arthur narrowed his eyes at this. “You know what I mean!” “I do, my lord,” Mila bowed dramatically, and laughing, th

ARTHUR The last conversation with Mila forced Arthur to head out to meet his father the next morning. He was not desperate to mate with her physically, but he was desperate to know if she really was his true mate or not. And that was not possible until they have shared their bodies with each other. Part of Arthur was furious with Mila. What was the matter with her? Both Arthur and Mila knew that they were mates, so what was the problem! But another part of Arthur, the part that loved and respected Mila, knew she was right. Mila wanted what she truly deserved and it would be wrong on Arthur’s part to force otherwise. The people of Keats clan were not happy to see their prince go. They had surrounded him and were not ready to let him leave. They were sure he would not come back and they would be left without a leader. “I am not your true leader anyways,” Arthur announced. A hush fell in the crowd at these words. “I am the future alpha of Collins clan and this kingdom is of Keats cla

ARTHUR As Arthur got dressed after a long bath, he realized the time. There was something about the baths drawn by Rah that Arthur always lost track of time! “Oh no!” Arthur exclaimed as he hurried out. Arthur and Mila had decided that Mila would open a portal in her hut at 3PM each day to talk to each other, and it was already 2:50PM. Arthur ran to her hut, raising suspicions around. Well, who won’t be suspicious if their prince disappeared for around a week, and is suddenly seen running around the palace in a panicked mode. “I am here… I am here…” Arthur shouted as he ran inside the hut, panting. Arthur feared that he had missed her, but she was there, her face breaking in an incredible smile. “You are here,” Mila smiled even more broadly. “I thought I missed you again!” “Oh, I miss you, you know,” Arthur smiled as he slumped on her bed and stared at her beautiful face. It was as if she was sitting just a few feet away from her, even though she was miles and miles away. “I

ARTHUR “What?” his father just stared at him, dumbfounded. “I want to marry Mila,” Arthur repeated. “I do not understand,” his father was utterly confused. “I love her,” Arthur added. “Have you seen her face?” his father asked curiously. “I have, and she is incredibly beautiful,” Arthur smiled at the memory of her delicate features. “You are charmed?” his father deduced. “Maybe there is merit to Chloe’s words.” “Mila has not enchanted me,” Arthur sighed. “You would not know if you were enchanted,” his father added thoughtfully. “I think she is my true mate,” Arthur repeated. “She is a weapon, she is very powerful, who knows what powers she is hiding,” his father muttered to himself. “She is powerful, yes, but she is not using her powers on me,” Arthur clarified. “How do you know?” his father demanded. “And what is the hurry? If she is your mate, then mate with her. Find out if she really is your mate first.” “She is upset that I am linked to Chloe. She would not, well, s