ELORAEver since I turned a slave back at Alkarod, peace and quiet became impossible for me and my family. If I wasn't beaten up, I was escaping beating and humiliation. Chaos was the order of the day and I expected it. I adapted to it and sought out seconds of quiet. Usually, I enjoyed being chained up in the cellars just because of the privilege to hear my thoughts and to remember the life I had before father was labelled a traitor.Our life then had been filled with laughter as we were a close knit family. Father would go out hunting and return with the fattest deer he had found and we would have a large feast while mother played skilfully on the pianoforte. She was usually happy as long as she followed her tight routine. We loved mother despite her living with her peculiarities understanding that that was how best she could express herself. Every evening we would sit together just outside our mansion, curled up under a blanket listening to the chirping of birds. It was on those ev

ALKAROD"What did the Lycan say?"Alpha Rasmus whipped his head in the direction of his distressed wife. Her eyes were wet and puffy from uncontrolled tears and her voice hoarse from sobs."What do you expect a Lycan to say?" He snapped.The Alpha's temper was short. They had no cure yet and his son's condition was getting worse as the days went by. They spent most of their time in the infirmary set aside for the Alpha and his family.His wife sniffed again as she placed a hand on her son's frail arm, hoping he would suddenly jerk back to consciousness. It was long since he said a word. His small eyes were most times closed except times he would blink occasionally when given medication. His skin was pale and his formerly round, smooth face was sunken and riddled with sores. The cabinet beside him was filled with various medication bottles either to give him strength or to dry up the sores on his body. The Alpha continued pacing. His stomach churned as he was irritated by the medicati

ELORAMy heart beat a frantic rhythm as the day’s activities caught up with me. How had everything gone bad so quickly?Just when I was happy with my life, getting used to my work at the library and the beautiful nights I spent with Lucy and my siblings.Deep down, I had not expected to have a normal life as the child of a man labelled a traitor but I didn’t think the problems I had escaped from in Alkarod would come back to sting me.The king's cold words rang in my ears as I followed to my new chambers in the Royal wing of the Castle. I had been very wrong to assume he would be different from all the other men I had experienced.I gave a shaky breath as the King’s Advisor slowed his steps, willing my burning face to cool. My hands were clammy with sweat as fear of what the night would bring flooded me. It seemed I had traded one prison for another."As the King’s new mistress, you will have to do all you can to please him.” Teriel’s voice came breaking the silence I had come to fin

KAIN replayed the humiliating incident he had had with the king earlier in the day. Rome had embarrassed him right in the presence of the council members and worse still, he had raided his brothel and shut it down because of dealings with under aged girls.Was the King that stupid?Of course, any reputable brothel employed the services of younger girls as the patrons wanted variety. Some enjoyed older girls but many others favoured the younger girls while others didn't mind having either.Rome would have to pay for what he had done even though it would be difficult now to punish him. This would be the last time he would be a step ahead of Kain, king or not.Kain paced about in his spacious living room – one he fondly called his throne room remembering how some of the council members had had the guts to snicker as the king humiliated him.Oh, how they would pay! He thought, chest was aflame with anger.He paced some more, clenching his fists as thoughts of the previous day infuriated h

ROMEAfter he got his mind in order, he stepped out of the tub donning a fresh pair of loose silk breeches in the shade of blue he preferred and a decadent silk robe in the same shade of blue with silver embroidery along the hem and sleeves.He stepped out of the bathing chamber, shutting the door behind him and walking into his bed chamber proper, staring at the space Erika's belongings used to occupy. He had ordered a long sofa be placed there so he could lounge to read when he had the time for it.The smooth leather called to him not but he didn’t want to tract water on his lush carpets. He rubbed a small towel through his hair to remove the excess moisture but before he could move to indulge in his favourite pastime, the shape of a person sprawled on his large bed took him off guard.Who would dare?Before he could utter a word, the person stood up coming to fall at his feet, hair spilling in a glittering pool that was familiar to him. "Oh, Rome. Please forgive me." His ex-wife c