All Chapters of His Royal Breeder: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Ariana's pov The sun was beginning to set, and as the sky turned a dark, bruised purple, a heavy weight settled in my chest. I knew deep down that tonight was the night. Everything had been leading to this moment. Tonight, Dracula would finally come for me and he would bring his dark forces and his monsters to attack the castle, all to claim me as his prize. But that wasn't the only thing that terrified me. I knew that if Dracula came, Ezekiel would be with him. I felt a sharp pain in my heart just thinking about his name. I didn't know if I had it in me to even look at him after the horrible things he had done. The man I had once loved, the gentle, kind Ezekiel felt like a ghost. That version of him was gone forever, replaced by a nightmare I didn't recognize. Over the past few days, things in the castle had changed in ways I never expected. Zayn and I had actually grown closer. It was strange to even think about. There were still many moments when he w

Warning only strong matured contents is contained in this chapter, reader's discretion is advised, skip if necessary. "I have missed you, Ariana," he whispered against my mouth, his breath warm and ragged. "I have lost count of how many times the thought of having sex with you again crossed my mind while I was away." As he spoke, his hands slid upward, capturing my breasts in a firm, possessive grip and loud, uncontrolled moan broke from my lips. "Ahh..." I arched my back, the sensation sending an intense wave of pleasure coursing through my veins. He began to gently massage me, his thumbs brushing over the sensitive nipples and in one fluid motion, he shifted, pinning me flat against the bed. He loomed over me, his powerful weight supported by his arms on either side of my head, his eyes burning into mine. "Tell me you want me, my love," he commanded, his voice a raspy, seductive growl. He peppered soft, tender kisses across my forehead, my cheeks, and my jaw, never bre

The truth hit me like a heavy rock. It knocked the breath out of my lungs as I fell to my knees in the dirt. My daughter. For twenty years, I believed she was dead. I thought she had died in the cold woods when she was just a baby. I had spent every day since then crying in the dark and feeling guilty. But she was alive. She was out there, held by a man I had heard much about. Zayn , the cursed Werewolf who killed virgins. The coward inside me finally died. I didn't care that my fur was grey or that my bones ached. I didn't care about the long, frozen walk back to the North. I was a broken old wolf, but I had a reason to fight now. "I am coming for you my child." I whispered to the wind. I ran. I didn't stop to eat and even didn't stop to sleep. My paws hit the ground over and over until I reached home. As I crossed the border into my old home, the air felt sharp. It smelled like pine trees and snow. It was a smell I once loved, a smell that made me feel at pea

Ariana's pov I stood by the massive stone window, my eyes fixed on the courtyard below. The heavy sound of wooden wheels and horseshoes hitting the cobblestones echoed up the castle walls. Long rows of black carriages were pulling in, one after another, surrounded by hundreds of soldiers in gleaming armor. Their spears caught the dim light, looking like a forest of sharp metal. These were the reinforcements Zayn had promised. As the Alpha of the Seven Kingdoms, Zayn held a power that was terrifying and absolute. He didn't just lead his own pack, he had the authority to command every other Alpha across the lands. With a single word, he could summon an entire continent to arms. Looking at the sheer number of men arriving, I realized the war we were all expecting wasn't just coming, it was already at the gates. I turned away from the window, my heart heavy, and walked toward the tall mirror in the corner of the room. I caught my reflection and bit my lip hard. I felt a

The black mist grew thicker. It was so dark that I could hardly see my own hands. The sun was still in the sky, but the light was being swallowed by the darkness. "How can they be here?" I asked, my voice shaking. "The sun is still up! I thought vampires and monsters hated the light." Zayn stood in front of me, his back muscles bulging. He looked like a giant. "These are not vampires, Ariana," he said, his voice deep and scary. "These are creatures of the shadow. They do not care about the sun. Dracula has sent them to kill our soldiers and weaken us before he arrives." Suddenly, the large glass window shattered into a thousand pieces. A Shadow-Stalker jumped through the broken window and It was a nightmare come to life. It had no face, only a mouth full of yellow teeth. It moved like a spider, crawling on the walls with its long, bony fingers. "Ariana, get back!" my father, Aragon, yelled. He didn't wait. He jumped at the monster and hit the creature so hard that its