Mated To His Slave のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Starr's POVIt was time. For so long I had kept this feeling back. I had told her how I love her and cherished her with all of my heart, but she didn't know that she was my mate, destined by the moon goddess to be with me forever.It was definitely possible to be in love with someone yet not destined to be together. I was grateful that both cases were valid and possible when it came to both I and Arianna.From the first time I had gotten her into my life, there has been a difference in me. I could feel it and it had remained permanent. My thoughts and attitudes towards the opposite gender had changed and I finally fell in love with her.I stood at the door leading into the room where I knew she would be, taking in a deep breath before I twisted the door knob towards the right and then pushed the door forward.There she was, seated by the mirror with her hands holding the comb and brushing her hair downwards. I could see her face clearly from her reflection on the mirror, and I could t

Starr's POVThe coronation still stood, and my word was my bond to finally place her on the position which she really deserved.But before then, I needed to see someone, someone very important, an old friend of mine who had aided me in saving the woman I called too much: Augustra. Oh how pleasant it was to finally see one of the best people in my life. He told me he never died, and only chose to separate himself from the crowd just for his peace and his quiet.There was still need for catching up with him, and so I paid him a visit.I stood before the main gate, the entrance to his solitude. I glared at the men who had made a ridicule of my previous state, despite the fact that the one I had loved was on the verge of dying and they had one of the greatest healers who could heal her. I remember the events of that say vividly as though it happened few minutes before I stood at the gate. I was mentally brought to my knees by common men who couldn't stand few minutes with me, willing to

Third POVThere she was, standing, few metres before the door with her head tilted downwards. She inhaled deeply as she closed her eyes and rubbed her hands together, swallowing hard as though it was her fears she tried drowning inside of her. The thoughts of what the night held for her never departed her mind as she tried imagining the things which would go on as long as she was the main participant of the event for the night.She could overhear the echoes of the screams, the laughter and the chants of the faithfuls who had shown up to grace the event. The vibrations of the sound caused by their constant stomping of feet against the ground passed through her, causing within her this slight shriek that departed in less than a second. She peeped through the slight opening which the door had created, and her eyes trailed from the first sight of the happy bearded man laughing his entire soul out towards the man she was betrothed to at the far end of the room, just seated with his head

Third POVThe coronation was done, as successful as she had imagined how it should have been. The only difference between what she had imagined and what she had experienced was just the way she had had the experience with him in the secret room, far from what others couldn't see.She awoke from her bed and turned towards her right, and her eyes captured the man she had made vows to staring at her, smiling with his hands placed under his head to support his body positioning on the bed while he kept on with his smiley face."My Luna..!" he teased with a broader smile, chuckling as soon as Arianna's face brightened up with the a deeper blush which he didn't expect."Oh stop it!" she rubbed her hands against his chest, pushing him slightly as she could hear the resounding words of her title being called Perhaps, she had considered it to be too sweet for her ears to hear, especially when it came from her mate. But she saw it as more of a honour of a random person she walked past by the ro

Giovanni's POVOh how sweet was the feeling that stirred up inside of me. The feeling of having to intelligently perceive the scent of victory and have quite the upper hand against a man who was at least, more powerful than I.I stood at the balcony of the second floor, standing with my hands placed on the rails and having my eyes stare at the large landscape which was before me. Nature was beautiful, and the thoughts of having to make Arianna see the places which intrigued me had already stirred inside of me.She could have been too stubborn to follow the path of freedom and sweetness, and this attitude of hers had caused me to change the way I thought about her, but to some extent, I still felt something inside for her, that feeling that made me change my thoughts of killing her after every few minutes.My right hand was occupied with a tall glass of wine, the red one to be precise, and during the intervals of my thoughts and meditation, it quenched my thirst and gave me more freedo