NARRATIVE It was way past noon when Aithne and Jeyre returned to their new home; a little lovely cottage, located in a small forest not quite far from the heart of the city. This was the first place Aithne searched for upon their arrival at the capital city. The cottage was precious to her, having a part of her dearest memories and thus Aithne had hoped she could still locate it and nothing would have changed about it in its own side of the city, given the vast redevelopment that had occured over the years in almost all the areas of Elgarion. It was the house where she had lodged with her parents when they had visited this city several years back. And by some miracle which she was greatly thankful for, the cottage was still intact as well as its nearby environs. The owner had clearly made much efforts to maintain it and ensuring its condition was exactly as it had been twelve years ago. And it seemed as though the owner was waiting for the real owner or as though
NARRATIVE “My King, what’s wrong? Are you alright? Did I do something wrong?” The silver blond inquired the moment she regained her balance after the rough manner she had fallen previously, a hint of fear and worry obvious in her violet eyes and facial expression. “It is nothing of your concern.” Cyne said tersely, not giving her a glance as he helped himself into his loose pair of pants. After briefly examining the scene around him seconds later, an obvious result of their intense moment some minutes ago, Cyne stood up from the bed, flexing his powerful muscles a little before grabbing his shirt from a nearby couch. “Nikoli would take you home. Your service here is done for now, Isobel.” The words easily rolled off his tongue as he made for the door. However, he paused on his elegant strides and turned around to the unclad female, sparing her a brief once-over glance. “And note, you must not come around on your own anymore,” he said and Isobel’s brows rose in question. “I woul
Her legs wrapped around his waist as his lips set all parts of her on fire. "Oh, Odin," she gasped, her breathing hitched as he planted soft teasing kisses on his mark along her neck, her moans filling up the dark room. Her mate gazed deep into her eyes and she could see his longing in his mesmerizing green eyes. And Aithne nodded her approval, a dazzling smile gracing her beautiful face. It wasn't the first time they were doing it and it's been a while since he marked her. Besides, they'd be officially performing the nuptials in the next full moon _ which was about a month from now... Just as Odin claimed her lips again, a loud unappreciated knock was made on the door of her room. Both groaned in disapproval, not willing to let go of their moment and answer the intruder. However, the knock came again, this time even louder. "My lady, the Alpha summons you." A soft feminine voice announced. And reluctantly, Aithne pulled away from Odin and straightened her dress. "It must be
AITHNE'S POV The sky was a blanket of darkness when I set out for Alsernia, the forest of doom, as it's renowned. I was accompanied by my mate _ Odin, as well as five of the pack's strongest warriors I had selected, as my father had allowed. And as Majesty led us through the highs and lows of the pathway to Alsernia, I was reclined in her subconscious, reflecting on my passionate but brief lovemaking with Odin before we had left Mooncrest pack's territory. Majesty purred in agreement of my reverie, as she tilted her head longingly towards the big wolf moving in similar pace beside us. Odin's wolf was huge, grey and strong. His strides were confident and almost graceful. Although he was bigger than the regular warrior wolves, my wolf _ Majesty, was still slightly bigger and stronger than him. My Alpha title explains the difference in our abilities better. This fact was never a problem for us because it's no news how fiercely and passionately I love and respect him. I love him wi
AITHNE'S POV Although I was enraged by Dyson's disrespect, I managed to stay cool because I need to hear it all. I need to know what he's up to, what this is about, so I'd know why he even bothered to ambush us. Dyson of course, noticed the change in the atmosphere but he still continued. "You see, all this is Varda's plan." My blood went still the instant I heard those words. I didn't realize Varda hated me this much. "But my darling Aithne, I'm glad to help her as well. It's no news how much I hate Alpha Demak and unfortunately, you had to be his heir. Therefore you're an obstacle to me, and of course, I must get rid of you." He paused dramatically, looking lost in his own thoughts. "When Varda came to me for help with a generous amount of silver, I was excited and instantly ready to do her bidding. Not just because of the money, not because I hate you _of course you're insufferable and your existence greatly annoys and makes me feel incapable_ but it's solely because I
AITHNE'S POV Against our better judgement, one of the rogue wolves had dared to attack Majesty on seeing she was set to attack their injured leader again. His canine sank deeply into her hind feet, tearing against flesh and probably dislocating a bone and causing us to experience a sudden, excruciating pain. Majesty howled into the dark night, totally shocked and enraged by the sudden unpredicted attack. Odin's wolf heard her howl and through our mate bond, he felt the pang of pains that came with our injury. Majesty turned around to the brown wolf who had attacked us, red blood trailing her left hind and giving her snowy fur a bloody look. But before she could get us vengeance, a huge grey wolf appeared like a flash and sank his canines into the mane of the brown wolf, tearing flesh, twisting bones, drawing out blood and rendering him immobile within seconds. Odin's gaze met mine through the eyes of our wolves, and I could feel his worries and fears (because of our injury)
AITHNE'S POV "Make way! Hey you, quickly call Jeyre here. Tell her to come over the med house immediately. The lady needs her. Also, send word to the Alpha of the current situation." Someone yelled frantically and pantingly, giving out orders while moving in hurried strides as though he was in a rush. Wait, where am I? The last I remembered, I was holding Odin's body to myself before I had slipped into an unconscious state due to the overwhelming pains on my thighs and legs. Dyson's and his surbodinate's clawing on Majesty had certainly reflected greatly on my human body the moment I had transitioned. And the impact of it was a terribly bothersome sight to the eyes... I was hurted and I was bleeding profusely from the injuries I sustained during the fight. I couldn't contain the horrifying pain that came with Odin's death, and neither was my body able to withstand the pain from my wounds any longer, resulting in my fainting... For how long I was in that state, I couldn't tell.
AITHNE'S POV "..." I opened my mouth to talk but words failed me. "Y-y-y-ou..." A miserable stutter was all I could get out.*Don't let her get to you!**She's the one who's supposed to be cowering with shame and fear right now! And she would, once she's exposed.* I shut my eyes briefly and took in a sharp breath. Majesty has been forced to motion within me because of Varda's words. I won't let her do this to me -- to us. How dare her conclude on my matter like that, without an examination or treatment by a physician yet? She must be really insane to think of such a thing. Wouldn't the moon goddess be so cruel if that was really my situation? "You don't get to say that to me." I finally said, looking her directly in the eyes. "You have no right to conclude about my abilities when I haven't even been examined by the physicians!" I yelled. "Oh," Varda's lower lip pursed outwards in an attempt at a pout. "Oh, my dear." She paused, "I'm sorry I must have hurt you wi