Russell didn’t return throughout the day. A maid brought me dinner at dinnertime. I was wondering where he went. I rested on the bed, facing the ceiling that was pulling me to heaven.
“What did I say wrong?” I thought to myself. “Was it Mateo and Emery that made him abandon me here all day?”Just then, the door opened with Emery dashing in. She walked with anger and derision. Her footsteps echoed around the room like a mighty warrior stomping. I sprang up from the bed.“Hey, you!” she snarled, moving closer to me. “Where is that fu*king bloodsucker mate less Russell?” she questioned with her eyes searching across the room.“Why are you looking for him with such a badmouth?” I asked calmly.“Who the hell are you to question me? People like you are nothing but cheap tramp, you got no right to talk back at me, Emery Thomas. What gave you the guts?” Emery snapped, burning down with fume. I crossed my arms and smirked.“That made you***“You mean Russell killed the demon king?” Jennifer interrupted eagerly.“I didn’t say that. He only defended himself from the king’s attack but he didn’t die with that,” I responded.“That means Russell is more powerful than the demon king. But why was Emery calling him mate less?” Jennifer queried.“Hmm!” my voice trailed off.***We returned to Russell’s room. He dropped on the bed sadly. I sat down beside him. “Russell?” I called, touching him on the shoulder. He looked at me with dull, frustrated eyes. “I’m sorry the king attacked you because of me,” I apologized.“Come on, Muriel, it’s not about you, it’s not your fault,” Russell assured me.“But I was the one that slapped Emery before all this happened,” I let out guiltily. He cupped my face in his hands.“You only defended yourself. And the king attacking me has nothing to do with you, it’s how my life is,” he declared and looked away.
~Muriel~I woke up on the bed. I sat up and yawned, stretching my arms. I looked at the couch where me and Russell were seated last night, he wasn’t there.“W… wait…what?!” I exclaimed suddenly as the event of last night struck me. “What did Russell do to me? I remember I wasn’t done cleaning his wound and I dozed off,” I thought to myself. Russell soon walked in with two maids holding trays of food. The maids placed the food on the table and went off. Russell turned to me.“Good morning, come on, let’s eat,” he said to me with a smile. I stood up and walked to him with a scowl. “Oh-oh! What happened now?” he queried.“What did you do to me last night?” I questioned, staring him in the eyes. He scratched the back of his head.“What are you talking about?” he asked in pretense. I raised my eyebrows at him. “Fine, I had to make you sleep. You needed rest but you were acting stubborn,” he confessed.“Was that why you cast a spell on
Russell returned to the room later on. I was seated on the bed, looking gloomy. He moved closer and sat beside me.“Why?” I queried, looking at him. “Why were you reacting like that?”“It’s nothing. So, can I answer all your questions now?” he asked, diverting from the main topic. But I was even more interested in finding out more about him so, the diversion didn’t bother me much.“Okay, why did you say the king isn’t your father?” I asked.“Because he isn’t,” he replied. “He is my uncle, my father’s brother.”“Oh. Was that why you overpowered him?” I queried and he smiled. “It seems your demon people are afraid of you.”“Who shouldn’t? They should because I’m the only demon with a witch spell.”“I don’t understand,” I expressed and he sighed.“Okay, let me explain,” he commented. “Thousands of years ago in the witches' coven. My great-grandma, the powerful queen of all witches planned to hand over her throne to
“I still believe you will find her soon,” I reassured.“If you say so. Are you ready to explore my kingdom now?” he asked.“Of course, but before then, I want to have breakfast first,” I commented and my stomach growled.“Your stubbornness is making you have breakfast late.”“Stop staying in my head and I will be cool,” I declared and stood up, walking to the table to have breakfast.“Whatever,” his voice trailed off.After some minutes, we were outside the compound. Wow. The yard loosens up before me, a huge scope of fastidiously manicured gardens and cobblestone pathways. The air is buzzing with the fragrance of blossoming blossoms, and the delicate sound of water streaming from wellsprings makes a calming tune. I stood suspended for the moment, taking in the magnificence that encompasses me. I couldn’t resist the urge to feel the feeling of freedom as it washed over me. Russell stood beside me, watching me with a smile on his face.“You like the palace?” he finally spoke. I looked
He disengaged the hug, gazing into my eyes. My heart skipped a beat. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. The feeling of desire came rushing back into me. His lips were super soft on mine, blending into the world of each other. I snaked my hands to the back of his hair, tilting my head to space more comfort. Then he began trembling again. His kiss intensified, sucking hungrily on my lips. His hands roamed my body like he wanted to feast on me.“No!” he shook his head instantly, pulling away from me. He held his head with his eyes closed, moving back from me.“Russell, are you okay?” I queried fearfully, moving to him.“Don’t, Muriel, don’t come close,” he warned. “Argh!” he groaned and dashed off. Why does he always behave like that?***“Why did you stop?” Jennifer whined in a baby-like voice. I sat up.“I’m hungry, Jenny,” I declared. It was dinnertime already. My stomach growled.“Fine, but you will continue after dinner, okay?”“Okay,” I accepted and relaxed back on the
***“You know the rest of the story, Jenny,” I told Jennifer.“Yeah, such a pity,” Jennifer sounded sleepy. She yawned. “Let me go to bed, Muriel, see you tomorrow,” Jennifer bade, sitting up.“Why don’t you sleep here?” I asked and she looked at me abruptly. “Yes, stay with me, Jenny. The bed is big for both of us.”“Are you sure?” Jennifer asked. I nodded. She smiled and lay back down. Sleep was far from my eyes. The memory of my last life came rushing into my head. How can I forget what happened after I passed out?***I regained consciousness, squinting. Everything was still blurry. I grunted as I sat up on the bed. Where was I?“Is anyone there?” I uttered faintly.“Just a nightmare,” I heard Lucian’s voice from the corner of the room. I looked in the direction and saw him seated with crossed legs, holding a glass of red wine.“Where am I?” I asked, pissed off. He stood up and walked closer to me w
By the time Lucian was done with his callous act, I was already tired. Sweat seeped from every pore in my body, intensifying the hotness I was in. The painful lines were still vivid, fresh, and agonizing. I couldn’t gather myself to go take a shower, I just lay there like a wounded cat. I felt Niamh whimpering sadly. Her mate was cheating on her. Lucian was hurting the both of us.“Muriel?” Russell’s voice caught my ears. Not again. He appeared in front and crouched to my level, staring at me. I could see the pain in his eyes. He was hurting because of me. “Why?” his tender voice pulled my heart into my stomach. “Why would you allow anyone to hurt you badly? Why don’t you want me to help you?” he queried. I sniffed and wiped off my tears. I stared bloodshot at him.“Why don’t you leave me alone, Russell?” I uttered with a broken and shaky voice.“How can I?” he expressed, lifting his hand and stroking my cheek. “I love you, Muriel. It hurt me to see you in pain like this.”I stared un
~Muriel~“Cora, huh?” I thought to myself. Thanks to wolf hearing, I was able to hear Lucian’s conversation with the Beta. “He wants to make Cora his Luna while locking me in this choking room. No problem,” I declared, biting my lower lip in anger.At night. “Ouch!” I shouted out, waking up from bed. Lucian has started again. The flaming pain shot across my abdomen again, cutting through my flesh. I clenched my fists and toes, tossing and turning on the bed. I was burning down in my sweat as it dripped from every pore in my skin. I grunted, trying to stand up and pour water on my body, but I couldn’t. “Ah!” I cried. “Russell!”“Muriel?” Russell appeared in an instant. “The same pain?” he asked, holding my hand. I nodded. “You have to let me help you, Muriel, let me soothe the pain, please.”“You can’t, Russell,” I whimpered.“Why can’t I?”“He is cheating on me,” I sobbed and sniffed. “His action is causing me this pain, Russell.