All Chapters of Eleazar’s Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 19

Hera’s POV I sat with my legs crossed, my eyes closed and my head rested against the cushion I was seated on, i was trying my best to look calm and unperturbed however I was a wreck inside.My ears perked at the slightest sound and the slightest movement made the hairs on my arms stand erect.What have I gotten myself into?Maybe I shouldn’t have allowed my anger speak for me.I clenched my toes painfully, that was the only thing I could do that was less noticeable and would help keep my nerves from getting the best of me.“Your majesty.” I heard the Queen dowager call and my eyes opened to find Eleazar walking into the room.He was wearing a light blue three piece Italian suit, a white coat hung on his shoulder, the fur on the neck making him look even classier.He stopped to speak to the queen dowager and I found myself unable to remove my eyes from him. The mask was still covering his face his voluminous black hair was now pulled back in a low ponytail and despite my situation, I

Hera’s POV I stirred, a moan leaving my mouth due to the amount of pain the movement inflicted on me.I could hear a faint voice perhaps from a distance and I yearned to lean closer to hear what it was saying.I tried to move my body, to scoot closer to the voice but my body felt heavier than ever like I was being pinned to the bed. A helpless whimper left my mouth as I pushed again and like my efforts gad finally borne fruits, the voice sounded closer.It was a deep voice, velvety, something like a low rumble and a whisper combined in one. I could now make out what it was saying. It called my name, again and again, the desperation in it more obvious with each call. I tried to force my eye open but they felt too heavy, I made to move my hands, to feel for the voice but all the strength I could muster did not even raise a finger.What is wrong with me?Why can’t I move?What happened?Bile was beginning to rise in my throat and my hands were growing sweaty as panic began to set in.

Hera’s POVI walked by Eleazar’s side, my purple gown, slim fitted against my body, the hand slim running to my sleeves and meeting my lacy black gloves. Eleazar wore a black Italian suit, the buttons and cuff links golden and today his mask was a gold streaked black.I blushed as I remembered when he had first walked out of that closet while I had his walked out of the bathroom.His eyes had roamed my body. From my wet hair to my feet clad in a pink fluffy slippers and unlikely usual self, I found my eyes roaming his too.I couldn’t be blamed, the man was unfairly attractive, his presence annoyingly demanding my unwilling audience.He could stun anybody into staring and the mask could not make him any less.I was the first to clear my throat, making him blink quite startled. I didn’t need to be told, the air between us was charged.He had moved away but not before telling me he would be waiting in the living room.I nodded trying my best to seem unaffected.That ritual must really h

Eleazar’s POVBeing different makes you a target, I had learnt that the hard way.Watching Hera absorb the witch’s words reminded me of myself, barely 12 but newly shifted.The witch’s surrounding me, their eyes saying what their mouth couldn’t.The fear in her eyes, the way she bit on her lips so hard in order to stop herself from reacting reminded me of myself, in my wolf form from the waist down and human above.A part of me thought of soothing the fist she was clenching under the table but another part, the part that still ached from the fingers that were always pointed towards me, pointed out how useless that would be.A person cannot be comforted for being who they are, doing that only makes them feel like they had been wronged by the gods and cannot do anything about it.So I sat, my face expressionless as I listened to the witch dump one bad news after another hoping beyond her prophetic nonsense, there would be something worth keeping her alive for.Hera turned to me and the

Hera’s POV The inner court palace was nothing below expectations, Elisora was a kingdom of luxury and if I had expected anything less, it would mean I didn’t learn.As soon as we arrived, the gates opened and the guards bowed… deep.I swallowed and almost like an instinct my eyes drifted to Eleazar sitting by my side.He had remained there, sitting calmly after successfully causing chaos in my mind.His eyes remained on his tablet and only looked up when the driver opened the door on my side.He caught me staring but the look in his eyes did not change, like he had known I was staring all along.He opened his own door, making the guard run to him from mine which he ignored and I walked out of mine.We were standing in front of the palace now. The number of guards and the convoy we had come with had drawn attention and no matter how much I tried I couldn’t help the slight trembling of my hands.I walked up to him, a little nervous.S