Noah continues to drag Elora with a firm grip on her wrist. She stumbles a few times, to balance herself. But the man doesn’t pay heed. Oblivious of her struggles.Instead of voicing her concerns she preferred silence this time. Knowing each word leaving her lips will only infuriate this man more.Following him silently she awaits for him to stop, but he doesn’t. Her mind drifts to the words written on the letter and she feels tears sting her eyes.How can her mother black mail Noah in name of his sister’s innocence?If this was any other person, she can assume this was a fake threat. But it was her mother. And she knew the women can do anything to get what she wants. Throwing a women to her men to be used and forced wasn’t the worst she could do. She has done worse.Staring at Noah’ s back she wished she could do anything to get him his sister back.His anger was justified.He thinks Celeste is doing all this for her daughter. For her. It’s all happening because of her and Elora somewh

She was at that point of life where she has lost all hope, staying still like a statue she literally begged the rogues who were looking at her with lust filled in their eyes. She has given her best, she has fought but all her attempts have rendered useless as she was no match to a group of around twenty starved beasts. Instead in return it has only had them tear the flimsy clothes she was wearing leaving her naked to their eyes. They have rooted their canines to torn it to only sniff it and fight for it next. Shredding it to pieces. She has experienced fear a lot of times before, but the fear of loosing her innocence was not what she expected. It was soul scarring and she knew right then that even if she lives another day after this, she will not be the same person.She will be loosing a very valuable part of her soul which can’t be brought back.She was leaning her back on a tree back , a wooden branch held in her trembling fingers. As she tried to hit the circling wolves. With a ch

Elora’s povI wake up to find myself in the warm embrace of someone. Our legs were intermingled and a face was pressed to my chest. In between my blossoms. Making a warmness to ignite inside my body. My cheeks flare and I go still. Daring to look down, knowing already who it was. His brown here were the first thing I saw and I had this urge to run my fingers through them, they looked so soft. Despite all that he does, I can't stop these feelings for him. Blame it on the mate bond. But this man is the first and the only person my stupid heart dares to beat faster for.I don't know what love is. I don't n know care. No one showed it ever to me. But when he touches me, the fire that lights inside me burns me.I want to heal him. To see him smile again. To dive into his coldness and root it out of his heart. Filling it with warmness. Before I could stop myself my fingers were caressing through his silken hair. The smile on my lip vanishes when I see him stir. My heart thuds and I drop my

7 months later" Victoria! I can't find them here!"Elora speak loudly, making the girl making to bed to sigh. Approaching her she takes out a pair of flats to place it in front of Elora." Anything else my Queen"" You are a life saver!"Elora speaks. Smiling at the girl. To place her one hand on her stomach. Owing to how big it was now. She couldn't steep low and do half of her work. She always needed someone's help." Anytime"Victoria speaks seeing the princess genuinely smiling at her. With this Elora leaves the room, looking too excited for something." Careful my Queen. Are you sure you don't need my help?"" Chill Vic. I am good!"The girl leaves and Victoria just stares at the retreating back of her Queen. A small smile making way on her lips.These past few months everyone in the castle has seen the change.From being a silent,introvert and reserved Queen. Elora has emerged to be a carefree,loving and cheerful person.She smiles more often now.She is even fu

“ Ahhhhhh!!”Screams echo in the four walls of the kings chamber as Elora laid sprawled on the bed. Sweat drenched her forehead and eyes teared as the pain and churning in her abdomen becomes unbearable. She looks at the women beside her, almost begging.“ I can’t do it… pleasure it’s unbearable!”The women places her palms on Elora’s forehead. Trying to encourage her.“ Just few minutes more Queen. You are almost there. Just one last time.”Gripping Elora’s hand she clenched it to nod at her.“ Push my Queen! Push!”Gathering all the strength left in her, biting her lip. She takes a deep breath to look up at the ceiling. Using everything in her to give a final push, the pain enough to make Elora’s vision turn blurry.“ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”Her face turned red, legs quivered and sweat drenched her body. But the sound her ears were begging to hear remained a wishful thinking. Why isn’t her child crying? Is her little one hurt? Did she hurt her child? Anxiousness roots in her heart and she