Novel & Cerita Lullaby Of Obedience

King Austin: I need you to sing me a lullaby Queen Blair: A lullaby? Austin, we've talked about this.... King Austin: Well I wouldn't sleep till I hear your melodious voice Queen Blair: (blushes) Okay (sings) 🎵Rock a-bye baby, on the tree tops, when the wind blows, the cradle will rock. When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall, And down will come baby, cradle and all 🎵 (When Austin sleeps, Blair covers him well)

She breathed a sigh of relief. After 15 minutes, she came out of the bathroom to apply lotion but only to be surprised when darkness ate around the surroundings. Instead of asking herself if she turned off the switch before taking a shower, she just groped her way to where the switch was but got stilled and held a breath momentarily when a low yet authorative voice occupied the entire room. "Don't turn on the lights. Let it the way it is." Yngrid swallowed hard. She felt a sudden admiration rushing down her system. It's the first time that she heard the man's voice. A baritone one! It was especially pleasant to listen to and every word these man uttered was very clear because of the silence.

“Tap into your mother’s gift. Use it to fuel the command you’re going to give them so that it reaches them all. Tell them to obey my every word. Tell them, my girl.” I hesitated, the words carving into my throat like shards of glass. His eyes were so very wild, alight with a hope I wanted to fulfill. My eyes scanned the demons closest to us. They were the only ones not attacking. In fact, they were actively defending us from the others. My father was controlling them, but not the others. “What? Why can’t you just do that? Why do I need to?” He grabbed me before I could get away. Giving me a hard shake that rattled my skull he saif again, “Tell them Ophelia. Do it, now. Do it before your mate

I struggled with it and pointed to where it stood. "When I say don't come near me. Just do it EJ. You won't be happy when I get angry." I smile sweetly and adjust my posture. "What do I need to do then?" he asked and I licked my lips. A smile appeared on my lips. "Obey Athanasia, that's all you need to do."

In obedience, I let go of the garment… Slowly… Until it falls on a heap, settling around my feet. Cold breeze hits my damp skin, tease at my lacy nightie, strokes the soft mounds of my ass. I shut my eyes, feeling a mix of betrayal and desire. My hand goes to the strap of my dress… “Stop.” He groans a command. And just like that, I obey him. My hand is shaky on my shoulder. “Open your eyes.” He demands. “I need you to see who you belong to.”

Then he leaned down slightly, one finger tilting her chin up. “If I tell you to close your eyes, you do it. If I say speak, you speak. If I say stay still, you stay very, very still.” She nodded, her throat dry. But he wasn’t finished. “So tell me now, Liora…” he said, her name a velvet thread pulled tight. “Are you willing to obey me fully—knowing you can stop at any moment?” > “Yes,” she breathed. “If I can stop when I want to… then yes.”

My muscles lock. “Look at you,” the elder says softly. “Still loyal.” My heart pounds against my ribs. Wild. Angry. “I will kill you,” I swear. The elder chuckles. “Not yet.” The symbol flares brighter. A voice fills my head. Low. Ancient. Obey. I grit my teeth until pain slices my gums. “No,” I whisper. Obey. I think of Aria. Her voice. Her strength. Her fire. Obey. I scream.

Ronan’s eyes narrowed slightly, not in suspicion, but in attention. "I anticipated being trapped," Lyra said. “That it would become another cage. Another kind of obedience. I’ve lived too long under rules written by cruel hands. I didn’t want to trade one prison for another.” Ronan’s expression softened in a way that still surprised her. “And now?” Lyra exhaled. "I now understand that obedience is not necessary for your love." She turned her wrist slightly, letting her fingers rest on the edge of his hand. “It demands honesty,” she said. “And that’s why it feels like freedom.”

We reached our home, and instead of the little peace that most people feel at home, all that hovered my heart was fear. I was afraid! I didn't know what punishment awaited me. As we entered, my mother's voice boomed through the quietness. Her voice softened slightly as she continued, "You need to learn the importance of obedience, Lyra. It is not just Devlin's command but the will of the Luna and Alphas. Your defiance cannot go unpunished." Without another word, mother led me to the bathroom. As much as I stared on the floors or the seater, it was quirky clean.

Swaying eerily. "Put your hands in them." He directed. Still holding onto me as though he knew I was petrified enough to bolt. Which isn't wrong. I swallowed. Trembling. "You must learn to obey." His face hardened. "Don't make me hurt you to teach you." I eyed him. Tugging my arms slightly in his grip. But his fists were unrelenting. "You'll hurt me." He nodded slowly. "It's a possibility. More so the longer you stall and the higher the moon gets. Comply, Lyra Lani."