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{Ciril’s POV}I kept being hauled by these Sentries and I kept on weeping as we went. The Prince had told me to act— hence make my hurt believable. So that was what I was going to do.But then I was scared. I was scared of the Alpha Queen. She looked like a very smart woman.What if she figures out the truth?What if she finds out that I’m faking and has me killed?I just have to hope things go well. We took a turn down an elegant and brightly lit hallway and then I knew we were getting close to her Chambers or room or wherever she was positioned. My eyes randomly fell on Edwin now and we made eye contact very briefly before he looked away. But then before he took his gaze away, I noticed something on his guise.Pity… or concern.I couldn’t really tell which I saw on his face but I knew he wasn’t all that comfortable with what was going on.Maybe he isn’t as cruel as I thought.Mighty and heavy gold-plated doors were opened now and I was flung into whatever room we had walked in. I

{Ciril’s POV}Last night was no common night at all.To me, it was a torturous night.I had just gotten to the Palace but I had already seen enough reason to want to run away. But then I couldn’t run away since I knew the repercussions I would face if I was caught— deadly repercussions. But then last night was still compelling me to scarper away, and now that it was daytime, I could only walk around with dread in the pit of my chest.I had seen gory scenes last night.I have never seen a werewolf so brutally wounded. There had been blood everywhere in the Hencher, and the more we tried to treat the Warriors that bled, the more they bled.So many of them ended up dying and the Caregivers could only save just a few. Hence, by the time I was done with my shift, I had the blood of 100 men on my dress and skin… and I had one question to ask. What sort of creature wounded these warriors in this fashion?Note. I had so many questions— a bunch of them, but this was most paramount among othe

{Ciril’s POV}“I said, take a seat.” Ivanka glared at me with her harsh volume… and then she smiled weirdly. “Please.” She added with a gentle smile.I slowly started bending to sit, not bothering to check if there was actually something behind me that I could sit on, but then fortunately, my bum met with an object— most likely a clothed stool, and I sat down on it. “Good girl.” Ivanka muttered and she gave me a once over before she positioned her bent self before Alpha Dylan, causing her nipples to point downwards. Just then, Alpha Dylan rose up from his sitting position and hovered his burly figure over Ivanka who was bent, ass turned towards him.They both stared at me now and I tried to pick which vile face I would look at while Alpha Dylan inserted his shaft into Ivanka’s behind. I randomly chose Ivanka’s face but it was a stupid choice.Ivanka licked her lips now and then she sashayed her hips in preparation to receive Alpha Dylan and just then she gasped.Loudly.Her back arc

{Ciril’s POV}We heard the peak of Feral’s outburst as he got to us with his murderous haste but then he never got to make any physical contact as another body jumped between us timely.It wasn’t a squad of strong sentries or a group of adept guards. It was just one person and now he seemed to be giving the Feral an actual fight than those four dead Sentries.The Alpha Prince. My heart started to race even faster when I realized it was him. His bold growl filled the air now as he exchanged blows with the Feral but then he was evading most of the blows that came from the viscous lunatic.With the noise, the Palace was awoken and bodies came running towards our axis and surrounding the area— warriors and Sentries alike. But then none of them interfered in the battle as the Alpha Prince seemed to be handling the Feral just fine.Now, he avoided a fierce blow to the Feral by shifting away to the side and then he retaliated with a clawing blow to the Feral back. And with the impact on th

{Ciril’s POV}The Prince’s plan was a wild and crazy one but then he meant it.He ended up not rejecting me but then as obligated of him and as necessary for our act, he still whipped me— which felt like the most awful thing ever as he was still my mate.— and him scourging me as my mate was bruising me on the inside more than it was doing on the outside.But then, he didn’t whip me with the metal strip whip that was required for the process as he ended up bringing out another whip he had secretly been carrying. It was still a whip but a much less torturing one as it had light leather strips and not serrated metal wires. The Prince was supposed to lash me all over my body but then he had only whipped my back and bailed out, saying he couldn’t go any further. Metal whip or no metal whip, full body beating or no full body beating, I had ended up shedding tears as the very idea of being whipped by your other half was not a nice thing in the slightest. In recompense, the Prince had hel