[Think About A Passionate Sex Scene]: Cayden had snuck up behind Isla, his fated mate, and hauled her off the Couch and into the warming-depth of his muscle-packed body. Without warning, he circled her around, straddled her on his sturdy waist, and plunged a threatening length into her. Heavy thrust, pleasured squeals, venereal kisses, hip sways, electrifying pulses, hair pulls, dampened cuddles, vigorous growls, heated grinds… Name it! Cayden continued digging his way into Isla’s soul until her legs pleaded their surrender… [Think About A Pleasant Evening]: Cayden returns from an meeting and goes straight to meet Isla. But instead of carrying a pomander-Bouquet of pink lilies and tulips, he’s holding in his hands. Divorce papers. And he presents it to Isla, telling her to sign them and leave! And as if that’s not enough, he even cheats on her with his ex, Ivanka Haine. Isla is left heartbroken and confused about what she has done wrong. But even with the weight of her hurt, she still confronts Cayden and his reason is: “YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A BEGGERED OMEGA WHO JUST WANTS MY MONEY AND PROPERTIES. LEAVE!” Sorrowful, Isla leaves Cayden’s life for good! [Then Think Of A Banquet Thrown By The Alpha King]: Cayden, being an Alpha, gets invited to the Alpha King’s Banquet. The Alpha king, being the sovereign ruler of the entire Werewolf race, hosted a Banquet in celebration of his daughter. But Cayden arrives at the Banquet just to realize the most shocking thing. Isla is also at the same Banquet. And she’s that daughter of the King! ** When Cayden realizes his mistake, will he be able to make Love prevail— even when a Princess has sworn to get her revenge? Or will it be ‘His Regret’? Find out…
View More{Iska’s POV}“You sure you want to do this, my Queen?” Ralph asked to confirm as we circled around to measure the space for our battle.“You scared?” I smirked.“I’m concerned. But I’ll go easy on you instead.”“Don’t flatter yourself, Ralph.”“I can’t help it. Remember the last time we fought?” He tipped up a brow. “I do but you’ll be making a huge mistake if you judge me with past instances.” “I’m not judging you, Your Highness. I’m only reminding you so you won’t underestimate me.”“I think you’re the one underestimating me here.”“And am I wrong for doing that?”“The results of this fight will be your answer to that question,” I said and stood in my battle position. By now, most of the Combatants had noticed what was going about to happen and had surrounded us on every side, creating a circle of spectators.To most of them that were new, this was the fight of the Century— The Queen against one of her Generals. That’s definitely something you don’t see every day. But their amu
{Isla’s POV}Being a Princess was fun while it lasted.But being a Queen? Let’s see how that goes.I was in my Chambers now. It had been upgraded to a more standard level. Another ‘constructive’ idea of my mum.—who seems to be overly excited about my coronation more than even me, the crowned. But that aside…What does a Queen do?When she wakes up in the morning?What does she do before she dresses up for the day? Pray or exercise? … or both?How does she walk?How does she talk?When and how does she eat?Is there a limitation to how she eats bread?Is she restricted from being best friends with a maid?Can she still do backflips in the Courtroom?I could keep going, a thousand more times. One week after my Coronation and I still haven’t figured so many things out. So many questions, and so few answers. And I’m left to find the answers myself.“Andrea.” I called Andrea who was busy folding some clothes near the Wardrobe— the same wardrobe that I saved her from being crushed by mo
{Cayden’s POV}Lord Naí Charlotte had placed the crown gingerly on Isla’s head and the crowd had flown up in an ear-piercing whoop.All around me, the people were dancing and adoring their new Queen and it was obvious that they loved her and trusted her to rule them.Even though I had futilely stolen her for two years, they still didn’t lose trust in her. Unlike me, they still saw the value in her and made her know she was special to them.I have been very skillful at doing the opposite. I drove my gaze back to Isla now and she had a wide smile on. It looked really genuine, a clear sign that she loved being their Queen— even though she was not in a very clear state of mind to rule.That’s Isla. Selfless and kind.The crowd suddenly grew quiet. It was time for the speech.The Lord Luna’s first speech.Everyone was dead quiet now as they gazed in eagerness for the sound of her voice. She started.“Werewolves of the Canine Reigns. It is with a heart full of appreciation and delight tha
{Cayden’s POV}I didn’t know when my mouth grew a slight gape. Isla had stolen all of my consciousness so that I didn’t have any left to moderate myself.She was ravishing and the gasps all around me from the crowd was a very strong proof.Isla had on a sky-blue ball dress embellished with hand-stitched pearls and shimmering Swarovski crystals arranged in a delicate floral pattern.It caught the light and reflected warm colors that complement the soft glow of her skin and rosy complexion, capturing the very essence of elegance and grace. I couldn’t marvel more.Her hair was styled into an elegant updo, decorated with tiny white blossoms but I immediately drove my gaze away. What I was seeing was magical and I didn’t deserve to even look at her. But then again, I couldn’t stop myself. My eyes automatically roamed without my permission until it fell again on Isla. She was smiling now but I could see mighty clouds of pain hidden behind that one smile.She was hurting. She had the pain
{Cayden’s POV}I hate being beaten in a battle but not as much as I hate being jailed in a freaking hospital. But yesterday, I was finally released and the relief that had brought me was measureless.Those Lycans had really thrashed me up, so a 6-day length for recovery wasn’t unexpected. And even my survival is to be considered a miracle as I had lost a huge amount of blood to certify me to have a moonlit dinner with death.But that aside, today was Isla’s coronation. She was becoming Queen of the Reigns.Today!I’m not sure what the sudden rush is about but I didn’t doubt Isla’s capabilities. She’ll make a great Queen.I know. I know I’ve said otherwise in the past but I had been stupidly blinded then. My hatred and anger had clouded my judgment so that I saw an unskilled she-wolf instead of seeing a young determined Princess striving to make sure her loved ones— her people aren’t treated unfairly.“Can I come in?” A voice said and I swiveled around to see my mum’s head poking out
{Isla’s POV}I turned around to meet his eyes.The last time I had seen them, they had dread and fear in them. But now, they were much calmer.“Isla.” He said my name as he retrieved his arm.“Ralph.” I managed to mutter. He had a sad look on his face that irritated me. I don’t want the pity treatment. I’m not weak.This incidence makes me strong than it makes me weak. My Dad would want that so I have to be strong for him.“I’m sorry.” He said and I forced a smile. “It’s fine. I’m alright, Ralph.”It was surprising that out of everyone, he’s the only one I’m given this much audience to. I started to stroll away but then he called me. “Isla…”I turned around to look at him.“I know a lot stands between us. A lot of odd energy, a lot of past issues.. a lot! But I just want to let you know that if you need someone to talk to, this jerk is always here for you.” He said nicely, and this time, I smiled.Genuinely.The last one had been skillfully faked.“Thanks, Ralph.” I said and conti
{Isla’s POV}It was dark for so long that I forgot what being in the light felt like. But my definition of light is definitely not a sunny crumbled room with Lycans in it.That had been a very odd sight. My confusion had been beyond normal and I had felt lifeless during the first five minutes after I had seen the light. But then, consciousness started to soak into my being as I sat up on my beg. And I fully claimed my awareness when my eyes fell on him. “How long was I sleeping that Cayden started wearing ragged clothes and painting himself in red liquid?” I had asked myself.But then I had taken an extra three minutes to realize it wasn’t an act. It wasn’t a Halloween dress.Those Lycans had been real and Cayden’s bleeding hadn’t been a makeup.The next events after that realization had occurred in phase featuring me and at the end, I had plucked out someone’s heart. A very ruthless and praiseworthy move for a werewolf… but It’s not something I’m proud of. Not when I know how i
{Cayden’s POV} Isla was standing before a crying Commander with heavy breaths and a bloody limb hanging in her grasp. Everyone was quiet now except for the wailing of a crumbled Commander. No one had expected that twist, especially me. Isla had basically scattered most of the bones in a Lycan’s body in a matter of five seconds— if I’m to exaggerate it. Where did she get such strength from? I mean, she just woke up from a week-long Coma. Most people need rehabilitation, therapy, food, and a lot of rest. But Isla replaced those with ferocity. Even the grip of the two Lycans clutching me to stand aright had staggered at the instance of Isla’s ruthlessness. She immediately turned a boastful atmosphere into a ghastly and dreadful one. And now she was roaming her gaze around the room with shock in her eyes. She seemed to just be realizing that there were Lycans in the room with us. Lycans weren’t supposed to even be on Werewolf grounds let alone the Princesses chambers, so her co
{Cayden’s POV} I wasn’t hallucinating. Isla was truly staring wide-eyed into the air, and to couple genuinely to that fact, she was gripping my hand tightly. If I was a weak Werewolf like Andrea, the tiny-looking maid, Isla’s grip would have crushed the bones of my fingers to crumbs. So I could only feel pain. But pain didn’t matter in this moment. Isla was awake! The Lycan Commander's grip on my neck had loosened when he noticed Isla’s consciousness but now he clenched it tighter and the next minute, I was sent crashing to the ground. My fall was mighty and since I had lost a lot of blood, I couldn’t stand up. But my gaze on Isla didn’t fumble for a second. Some other Lycans had joined the scene and two out of their increased number rushed to pin me down to the ground, in readiness for their Commander’s instructions regarding my death. But the Lycan Commander now had keen attention on Isla. “Looks like the pretty Princess is finally awake.” The One-arm Lycan Commander said,
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