All Chapters of Moonlit Legacy: Claimed By The Alpha King : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 11: LIFE ATTEMPT.RAYA'S POV.I emerged from the bathtub, stepping out of it, and a maid quickly wrapped a large towel around me, her face toward a different direction. I wiped her body clean with the towel, then I proceeded to the bedroom. I saw that a new dress was laid on the bed. It had already been picked out for me by the other maid, who didn't join the others in the bathroom. The two maids who bathed me helped me get dressed, especially with tying the corset behind my back. Then one of them went ahead to doll my face with the accessories that were made available. Every stroke of the brush she used was gentle and tender, but the outcome was intriguing. She definitely knew her craft. Within a short moment, she went on to transform me into someone I was proud of looking at. Not that I was ugly, anyway. But, she helped bring out what was already within, which lay dormant from years of self-pity and self-doubt.Whilst the maid was engrossed with her duties, through the d

CHAPTER 13: PROVIDING ANSWERS.KING BARAKAR'S POV.Looking to the side as I pondered for a bit, I could still feel the peering eyes of Raya and Lord Finch. Both were waiting expectantly for a response from me. I hated being put in a situation where they all expected me to consent to their suggestions, and do right by them. I am the bloody King of the five kingdoms, and Alpha of the Iron Claw pack for crying out loud! I should decide whatever I want.Nevertheless, I owed them a response. I needed to make a choice.Logically, I'd yield to Lord Finch's proposal and punish the human for daring such a thing, which has never happened in a very long time in the Iron Den. However, I found myself in a strangely forgiving disposition. I guess Raya's nature must have begun to rub off on me, affecting me, somehow, in just the short while we've known each other. For the first time in a very long time, I found myself conflicted. I am hardly ever conflicted when it comes to such matters that have

CHAPTER 15: JUSTICE.BARAKAR'S POV.The news of Xavier's arrival was a timely interruption. I was not ready for what may have happened had the interruption been delayed for a little bit longer. I found myself not being ready to accept Raya on an intimate level, as required of me as her mate. It was both a psychological and emotional wall. Until then, I never knew it existed. I never knew I had built up such a wall. As I walked to the throne room, I found myself reminiscing on the incident. I needed to do something about those walls. Raya is my mate and I needed to let her in. All these contemplations were cast aside the moment I walked into the throne room. All the lords were there - that included those I sent for. But something else caught my attention. There was someone on his knees and bound. I walked to the front, eager to see who it was since he backed me."Your Majesty," Lord Xavier bowed, greeting me. I ignored him, not willfully anyway, but it was due to the curiosity of t

CHAPTER 17: ENCOUNTER AT THE CREEKS.Just above the ground floor of the Iron Den, Talia caught sight of Lord Xavier and Enock leaving together in the same carriage. "I wonder what those two are up to," she said, looking keenly at them. She had not yet left the Iron Den despite leaving the throne room earlier than the duo. She was headed to the Luna's quarters. Talia arrived at the quarters and met some of the royal guards. "Visitors are not allowed, Lady Talia," one of the guards said as she approached them. "Well, I'm here on the King's business. I didn't come of my own accord. Except you want me to go tell him that I was unable to accomplish the task because of both of you... But I'm sure you both wouldn't want that, now would you?" The guards gulped and looked at each other. The other, who didn't speak, nodded at the other, giving the go-ahead. "Apologies, my Lady," the guard said as he stepped aside, granting her access. With a smile and nod of acknowledgment, Talia walked i

CHAPTER 19: PERFECT SYNCHRONY.RAYA'S POV. I was done eating a while ago, and Kieran had returned with the maids to clear the dishes. As I sat on the chair at the table, I looked around, and my eyes stumbled on a large portrait of the King. I had seen it earlier, but didn't care to get a closer look. So, this time, I got up and walked over to where it was hung on the wall. "Wow," I remarked, truly impressed at the level of excellence put into the piece. The artist who painted the King did a heck of a job. In the portrait, he stood wearing a royal blue attire. He looked handsomely captivating even with the cold look in the portrait. Underneath the portrait was the legendary twin swords of the King placed on a cabinet. They were kept hanging on beautifully crafted golden hooks. I looked at them then I carried one of them. Even for a female like me, it felt light and easy to maneuver. So I went ahead to pick the other. I swung them around just the way I had learned to swing a swor