Semua Bab Their Dark Fantasy: Bab 11 - Bab 16

Maera I could hear heavy footsteps thudding down the hallway. I immediately recognised that they belonged to the Lycans. “They are back,” I said, or only one of them was back. I could hear only one footstep. I glanced at the hallway to see which of them it was, but what I saw was frightening. It was Lord Korran, his entire body drenched in blood. “Whose blood is that?” I questioned. “And what in the goddesses' name had happened?” He walked straight to his chamber. “Meara!” Korran yelled from inside his room. It startled everyone. Everyone's gaze was on me. I felt like the world had come to an end. His call was not one for pleasure. It scared the hell out of me. “What is it this time,” I muttered to myself. Certainly, the other Lycans were not as self-absorbed as he was. Lord Zarek would not look at me twice. Lord Fenrik barely registered my presence. Yet, he had taken it upon himself to see it through my endless suffering. As if I haven't had enough already. I quickened my p

KorranThe bloodshed hadn't solved anything. My groin hardened underneath the towel I wrapped around my waist.“She's your maid. Yours to command,” my beast said to me.“No! She'll never be yours. She'll never love you,” the darkness whispered to me.I walked into the bathroom, battling for dominance with Strigurd. The massive lycan was starting to take over.“I want the touch of my mate!” He growled. “You can't deny me that forever.”I sank into the bathtub, soaking myself in the warm waters. But that didn't change anything.“Don't just stand there, get in here and wash the blood off my body.” Another impulsive act.That wasn't me, that was strigurd taking over. So hungry for her touch he was willing to battle me for control.This wasn't going well. At this rate I would lose control of the massive lycan.She came in, eyes cold. She dropped the cloak she wore so she could free herself to carry out my orders. I let down a gulp of saliva when her dress revealed her cleavage. My groin r

Maera Blood flowed on the ground, soaking my white bridal dress. “No, Fenrik!” I yelled, but it was too late. Korran had dropped to the floor, bleeding from behind. I crawled up to him, placing both my palms on his chest. Light emanated from underneath them like pure energy. It courses through my body, lighting me up like the silver rays of the moonlight. Tears poured down my cheeks as I tried to resuscitate him, but it proved difficult. Zarek stood behind me, placing his right hand on my left shoulder. “Enough!” A cold voice yelled, pulling Fenrik further away from us. I sprang forth from the bed, clutching my chest as I came down with heavy and difficult breathing. A chilling cold ran down my spine. I stared at my windows and realised I had left them open. “Same dream,” I muttered to myself. “When will these nightmares come to an end?” I got up from the bed and closed the windows, before stepping my feet outside my room. It was night, so everything was dark, except the tor