THEON The moment from earlier still played on my mind. She had gasped, backing away from the ice that was thickest beneath her feet, and then it was gone. I had tried to get her to call upon it again, but she didn’t manage it. She was unnerved and confused, but as for me? I was simply intrigued. Was she part mage or fae? The odd thing was, usually, you could tell, but with Yileyna, you could only sense her werewolf side. There was something missing… and I needed to know what it was. She had been angry and hostile towards me for the comment I made about her parents. I needed to do some digging into her parents' past. She may have gotten offended when I stated the truth, but it was obvious she looked nothing like her parents, that surely meant something. Her hair, eyes, facial features, and even build were entirely different. We all inherited something of our parents, even if it was subtle. She has been distracted since then, asking me not to mention it to the king. I didn’t plan to.

THEON I needed this. I needed an outlet to the tornado that was destroying my mind from within. Grabbing her nightdress from the floor, I ripped a strip from it and reaching over, covered her eyes. If she couldn’t see me, then I didn’t need to try and hide the emotions from my eyes… She was always trying to search them, and I knew she was looking for any signs that I had any feelings for… I pulled her up, pushing her onto her knees facing the bed. Her breasts were pressed against the mattress, and I yanked her head backwards. She moaned softly and I smirked, kissing her neck sensually from behind. She looked perfect, her legs slightly apart… arms tied behind her back. Her ass was in nothing but panties that she was going to lose soon enough. "Keep those legs apart, I’ll be right back." I whispered seductively, running my free hand down her ass, making her moan. "Yes, my king." My eyes blazed and I growled lowly. Fuck, I liked it when she called me that. "That’s my girl." I span

THEON I entered the king’s office, trying to do my best to remain emotionless. The burning rage of resentment and hatred bubbling beneath the surface of my skin was growing ever stronger. I couldn’t remove the image of her from my mind, in that thin white shirt, as she stood in the cold with concern and fear clear in her grey eyes… I hated it, hated that I had left her when I could see her breaking before my very eyes. She had only wanted one small gesture of reassurance that I wasn’t leaving her, but I was, and I couldn’t string her along any longer than I already had. It was one of the hardest things I have ever done in life, but I had to. She was a distraction from my goal. "Theon, are you alright?" Andres asked, frowning as he looked up at me from behind his desk. I gave a curt nod. "You wanted to see me?" I said. Never had I detested him as much as I did at this moment. He was the reason for all of this. "I did, but if now isn’t the right time, we can postpone our meeting

YILEYNA I felt numb. Over twenty-four hours had passed, but as he said… he didn’t come back. I spent the night before pacing the cabin, wanting to see him, to go to him, until I realised I don’t hold that right… I was a distraction, and one he didn’t need… I didn’t sleep that night, unable to enter the bedroom after what had happened there just the night before… His emotions… He… There was more to last night… I knew it… but where I thought he was falling for me… he was actually saying goodbye… I ran my hands through my hair once more, staring out at the blizzard. The fire in the hearth had died down yesterday afternoon, and the cabin was cold, but I didn’t care… I don’t think anything felt as cold as it was inside my heart. Ten o’clock tonight. He said he’d meet me… and although I was counting the minutes, what was I to do? Pretend to be normal? When Theon himself told me it was over… it made clear all I was to him: A simple pass time. I couldn’t just sit here doing nothing, b

YILEYNA After meeting Charlene, we had gone our separate ways. I had first walked around the city for a while trying to relax my mind before I requested a meeting with the king. I now waited patiently for the guard to tell the king that I had requested an audience. "The Alpha said he is busy, but what is it regarding?" The man asked me coldly. "I wanted to see the evidence against my parents." I said quietly, knowing the king obviously didn’t want to see me anymore. I just wasn’t worthy of his time. The man quirked an eyebrow before looking at me scornfully. "Are you actually wasting the Alpha’s time with your pathetic requests? You should be grateful he hasn’t demoted you to an omega." He muttered scornfully. I frowned, about to reply when I heard footsteps. "That is not your place to decide, Gerald. I’ll let the Alpha know and I will take miss De’Lacor where she needs to go. You are speaking to a Zeta rank guard, even if you are an Epsilon… treat her with respect." Raiden’s s