All Chapters of The Prince's Guard : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chris nestled himself, half between awake and asleep, although this time, he knew who he was pinned to. A smile crept over his face with the fact. He was still jammed in between Jaxson and the sofa. It was just so safe. Nothing could get him, nothing could harm him. There were no cells. No chains. Jaxson groaned next to him, shuffling as he put his hand to his head. “King wants to see me,” he mumbled sleepily. He swung his legs from the sofa, tearing himself from Chris.“I’m coming,” Chris announced, stumbling his way off the deep squidgy sofa.“The King ordered I come alone.” “Tough.”“Chris, please. We

 Chris’ feet pounded the cobbles. When his brother had bolted out of the room with the single word of ‘Jaxson’ he knew he had to follow. He wound his way through the streets. Not really sure where he was. Marc had sprinted off before he’d really managed to think to ask where. “Jax?” he linked. Hoping he’d answer. No answer.As he neared the centre he could hear commotion. He followed his ears before he saw a crowd. He surged forward. “Out of the way!” he demanded, the crowd parting as soon as they saw who had demanded. He hurried through. Guards were keeping citizens back. He could see someone lying on the floor, doctors over him. A guard saw him and le

“I can walk!” Jaxson grumbled as Chris helped him through the palace the next day.“Maybe, but you’re still sore.” “I spend my life sore!” he protested.“You always this grumpy after being injured?” A growl rumbled in Jaxson’s chest.“Take that as a yes,” Chris teased. “Christopher!” his father shouted from behind. Chris flinched slightly at the harsh tone. “Yes?” “Where are you going with that guard?” &

“My Prince!” Chris frowned to himself. He was quite happy asleep, who was shouting?“My Prince, where have you been?” A shard of agnosing flame ripped through his skull, he groaned. He wasn’t in pain while he was asleep. He much preferred sleep. “Are you OK?” the female voice had got much closer. He heaved himself onto all fours, feeling warm soil beneath his fingers. Why was he outside?His splitting headache had caused a fog, he couldn’t remember anything. His chest was burning, his limbs felt heavy but not too bad. A strange taste in his mouth. He tried to take stock if he were injured but couldn’t fe

Jaxson’s shoulders were burning. That was the first thing he realised. That dull burning ache that screams at you to move. He tried to shift, alleviate the pain. Nothing. He couldn’t move. He thought he was bound until the next sensation hit him. While his shoulders were aching, his whole body was sizzling. He knew he was healing from the beating, but this was as if he had been beaten all over again. Wolfsbane. Wolfsbane was in his system. It was part of training to be injected with wolfsbane to know how it feels. To understand the effects. Well… that meant right now, he knew he was baned up to his eyeballs. Explained why he couldn’t  move. Not even a muscle.He was a big male, he couldn’t deny that, while the dose that was standard in training knocked many for six, he had felt the effect but not a lot else. Now? Oh it