ELORAAs the king's large hand enveloped my head, I realized that I wasn't fully prepared to play the role required of me. It wasn't a surprise to me that we slaves were to please our masters sexually but I hadn't thought about being in this situation with the king.His grip on my head was gentle as he bobbed my head, up and down, over his crotch. If I wasn't so worked out about our disguise blowing up, I may have enjoyed having his hands on me. He sped up the movement and my face burned. I was never going to get used to this; the auction house and the inhumane way they treated slaves. This went on for a while before Farrel interrupted with a cackle. "I can see you lot are having a great time, right!" He laughed some more.The king released me and I crawled back to kneel on the cushions provided.I felt the King’s eyes on me sending a fresh wave of embarrassment through me. I wondered if he also felt awkward about the whole thing. He would never want me that way even in a real situat

ALKARODA bone-shaking cough reverberated from one end of the infirmary to the other. It was a sound that Alpha Rasmus and his wife were rapidly getting used to. The cough most times left their son weaker than ever and had bits of spittle and blood spraying the sir. His situation had worsened as the days went past and by now, lesser people would have lost all hope of his recovery. But his parents had always been stubborn and that helped them now.Their only hope, Elora, was far out of their reach and the Elves who promised to help them had sent a message stating that their territory wasn't safe enough for Rasmus to visit. The Blackfoot’s were sniffing around them, ready to attack when the time was fit. The elves didn't trust the Blackfoot’s. "My boy..." The Alpha's wife whimpered as she cleaned the spittle off his lips. "Have the elves said anything new?" She was constantly asking her husband for updates."No. If they have, I would have told you." The Alpha was irritated by her cons

ELORAMy body tingled with suppressed excitement as I thought about everything the King and I had accomplished. I felt powerful, like I could do anything I wanted now. My position as the king's mistress had never felt so important before. Never in million moons would I have thought that I would help with freeing slaves.My mind wandered to the king, remembering how ungodly handsome he had looked that night as he fought of those werewolves. The feral way he had moved and the sight of our enemy’s blood on his skin had sent desire racing through me. It had felt like we had been partners in that moment and not just a King and his mistress.After the raid, he had been out of public eye. Even his warm presence beyond the walls of my chambers seemed absent. I couldn't help but wonder what he was up to. I certainly hoped he was resting and taking medications but knowing his personality, I doubted it. Although, he was unstoppable during the raid, I did notice various cuts on his hands. I wonde

ELORAThe party continued late into the night and as the drinks kept pouring, the conversation got looser and laughter flowed freely even at things that weren’t funny."Wine?" Noel offered.I nodded, holding out my cup.He poured me a drink and waited with an expectant smile till I took a sip."What do you think?""Very...fruity." "Exactly. It's made from the finest grapes in all of Bale." He wiped his mouth, "Trust me, this is the least delicious. It'll be nice to have you try all of them but we don't want to get you drunk, now do we?"I took another glass and giggled."Definitely not.""Elora, have you been properly introduced to my sister?" Teriel asked, interrupting us.He had been drinking and it was obvious in the way he swayed lightly on his feet. The contents of his glass swished, looking dangerously close to spilling."Yes, Teriel. We’ve met." His sister interjected, rolling her eyes. "I'm Riley... I realized I didn't tell you my name.""A pleasure to meet you, Riley," I sai

ELORAMy eyes opened as the too bright sunlight stole into my room, leaving a terrible pounding in my head. I groaned sitting up surprised to see I was naked underneath the covers with strange marks resembling hand prints on me.Had I transformed last night?I rushed to my mirror to see teeth marks on my neck and even more on my chest and stomach and going downward.What the hell had happened last night?I looked towards my bed and saw a familiar lump of blue cloth and went to inspect it. It was the King’s shirt as well as his cloak. Why would his clothes be in my room? I sniffed deeply, letting the earthy scent of him fill my nostrils. The scent of him so close, jogged my memory and I saw flashes of last night.“Oh God.” I gasped as the fog cleared and images of last night flooded me.I couldn’t remember how I’d gotten to my room but I remembered when I’d started drinking. It was hard to watch Teriel’s sister being so close to the king. My jealousy had grown when I’d heard her fami