She couldn't do anything, she was unable to move her arm nor her body, she felt like her body had suddenly gone numb from the way Damien's lips were pressed against hers.Damien continued pressing his lips against hers, trying to kiss her, but that wasn't happening because of the way Ariel just stood like a statue. After a few seconds, Damien removed his lips from Ariel's, and he slightly moved back, feeling really awkward.Damien cleared his throat uncomfortably. He looked in the opposite direction, not wanting to meet Ariel's eyes.Ariel was scratching her fingers against the wall that was behind her, and she looked down. She decided to look up. When she looked up, she saw the way Damien's Adam's apple slid down his throat in a sexy way. His face was a bit red and Ariel couldn't help but to wonder if his face was red from the little kiss that they had or if it was because of the weather.Her eyes suddenly moved to his slightly moist lips. She was sure that his lips had been wet from

Sounds of crickets chirping resounded through the night.Silence had engulfed the entire court as everyone had either retired for the night or was busy with one thing or the other.The big mahogany grandfather clock in the grand hall was ticking loudly.Time passed very fast, but for Ariel, who was boarded up in her room, it seemed like every second took ages to pass.She sat on one of the few palatable chairs in her room, rocking back and forth.Turmoil and confusion could be seen clearly on her face as she stared blankly at the wall.Her eyes skimmed the cracks on her wall, over and over again, but never truly seeing it.Her mind was in chaos as she tried to answer a question, which made her even more confused.The question in itself was the reason for Damien's weird behaviour towards her.To say she was confused would be a big understatement.All his actions were very conflicting and contradictory.Her mind recounted the encounter she had with him earlier, which, much like other inc

Ariel was thinking again. It seemed like that was all she did these past days. She had been thinking too much since last week, when Alpha Damien had given every slave the day off except her. He had done it as a punishment because she hadn't slept the night before that day.That day, she had worked her butt off. She had been working, doing hard work for many years now, and she thought she knew what it was, but how wrong she had been. How wrong she had been, to assume what she had been doing these past years was hard work, when she had done something far greater than it on that day when there was no other slave around to assist her.They had all looked happy after the Alpha had announced the day free for them and had left only her in the kitchen without glancing back at her.That day she worked and worked like never. That day, Her whole body ached like she had been thrown down from a tree, and she had been exhausted, almost to the point of giving up, staying in one place and willing the

Ever since Damien was in bed because he was sick, Ariel had been taking care of him, watching over him day and night. During this time, she became a little bit attached to him and she also got used to taking care of him.She never complained about taking care of him or him disturbing her too much. She took care of him and she enjoyed every bit of it.When the doctor told her that for Damien to get well really soon, he had to be in bed for six days. She made sure that she obeyed the doctor, taking care of him throughout those six days.And now, after six days, Ariel was so happy to see that Damien was completely fine, just like the doctor said.Ariel sat down at the edge of the bed, watching Damien while he slept. He looked really peaceful and at rest.She couldn't stop staring at him and then her eyes went to his lips. His lips hitting against each other as he sleeps, made her feel..good. she smiled to herself at the memories that were starting to creep into her head.A few seconds lat

Preparations for the celebration of the moon festival started the next morning after the night of the blood moon. The festival usually took place on the night after the blood moon, and for a busy day of the festival because of all manner of preparations, it was going to be an even busier night that day. It was a normal ritual day for the wolf pack and all members partook in the celebrations and the ritual rites involved.Damien, locked inside his room, was pissed about what had occurred the previous day. He had not even had much sleep since finding out that his long awaited mate was the daughter of his parent’s killer and the maid who he enjoyed humiliating. He had even almost killed her once amidst countless thoughts of doing so and now the one he considered his enemy was to be his mate. He became more angry just at the thought of it. He had expected someone else of more class and dignity, not a common peasant whose name had been dragged through dirt every single day among his pack an