Roman’s POV
Smug look on her face, her eyes glued on me like needless told me I needed to be very, very careful in how I answer.. “I know everything about Dragana.. she has been here for over 10 years, she has grown up in the pack” I said tactfully. I was not going to reveal any of my desires or feelings to Jasmine – Lycan Princess or not… Plus I was going to keep as much of my cards close to my chest – it sounded as if she knew something and perhaps playing it cool with her, I could discover something in the process. Jasmine was much older then me, and as a Lycan Princess she had vast knowledge and various resources at her disposal. Coupled with the fact that she was centuries old, even though that was not visible, maybe this conversation can prove to be useful – maybe she can tell me something of value, I reasoned with myself. “Perhaps, Jasmine knows how to amplify Dragana’s powers, or help in some way to her seeing through the veil, perhaps we can get our mate that way” Caleb said in my head and I had to agree with him. It was not like him to be reasonable – Caleb was a total monster normally, but I know how much he longed for a mate and was willing to even listen to fringe possibilities at this point …
Jasmine was nodding clearly amused.. “Indeed, she has grown up here.. Captive, no freedom, no coven, no real education on her powers - yeah but still has grown up here”.. There was sound of judgment and her eyes were examining me closely, almost drilling through. Her expression and her words, but especially her eyes made me sweat and be very uneasy.. “She has been treated well” I snapped..
“Yes, maybe little better than a house dog”, she said looking at her manicured fingers.. “Even a dog can leave and do what he wants from time to time, right? Yet you keep her here, in her golden cage. I am sure you have bought her all the clothes and jewelry she needs” she said, now clearly venom seeping in her words… There was something dangerous in her eyes – something I have never seen. It almost felt like a threat..
She was irritating me and she knew it.. Had she been anyone else, I would have already ripped their head off. The fact that I could not, and she knew that, was driving me crazy..
“Cat got your tongue, pumpkin?”.. she snarled at me, still looking at me with those eyes, the look I have never seen before..
“THIS IS ENOUGH JASMINE!!!” I roared.. “You will not come and disrespect me in my own home, in my own territory, unannounced, spouting bullshit, lies, undermining my authority over my own witch damn it, Lycan princess or not!!!!!”.. Caleb was getting seriously agitated and it took my whole willpower not to shift..
She suddenly changed and literally yawned unamused.. “Tsss Tss Tss.. look who has his panties up in the bunch.. oh Alpha King.. patience of 14 year old boy? Balls of one too?? Is that why you have no son.. as you are really not a man to do it???”… she smirked
That was it.. I completely and absolutely lost my cool – I saw read and Caleb was out for blood. I moved swiftly and jumped over my desk heading for her neck.. In one singular move she leapt up in air, grabbed my hair in the process, literally turning me upside down and pinned me down..
I was struggling, mid shift, Caleb ready to kill her, my pride, ego hurt and my head feeling like she will rip it off in one quick move or stomp it with her foot. Holding my neck with one foot, while she was again looking at her nails seemingly uninterested, Jasmine snickered..
“What is the matter pup? Did somebody get your chew toy?” she now laughed out loud..
Ever since I have become an Alpha, nobody has bested me. Not in combat, not in one on one, not on front lines. The fact that this Lycan, more importantly a she, bested me so easily, in my own home enraged me.. I was seething.. I wanted to kill her!!!!!!
“Now, when you are ready to pick your fragile little ego, and this.. err.. form… you call a man… she spat, lifting her high heel of my neck.. will you be ready to have an actual conversation???? And seriously, my “Alpha King” she said sneering.. I never bested your father.. Perhaps not all his energy went to his dick and screwing the whores around” she said looking at her fingers making way to my bar..
“Bourbon?”.. Coughing up, red in the face and getting up completely ashamed, my ego and my body hurt, I simply nodded..
Now, she looked me up and down as if she were disgusted with me, she passed me a glass.. “What do you know of Silver Lycan?”
Coughing up I cursed the day I got to know King Malakai and Lady Jasmine. I was totally humiliated, and had to retain whatever semblance of my pride. “Silver Lycan is a fable, Lady Jasmine. I did not think that a creature as old as you would believe in children stories”, I said snickering and sipping the bourbon she poured from my drink cabinet.She was sitting back in her chair, her long legs crossed looking at me as if I were the stupidest person in the universe… “Tsss tssssk.. Alpha King, you have much to learn – you really can be an idiot”, she said exasperated.“This is the story set in a time way before your existence..” she started, looking at me in an expression I could not define…”Long time ago, in the Balkan mountains. You of course know the story of creation, and that of each of our species, of course. You know of your elder Lakota, she mused and ours, Queen Rowena”, she continued.. I simply nodded, my neck still hurting, looking at her.However, there is another story whi
Banging on my door was simply intensifying. Fresh from my dream of the white wolf and her family, I was little groggy. Somehow in my dream I managed to get dirty- this happened from time to time – I had some dirt on my feet… “Dragana, hurry up” Beta Art boomed continuously banging on the door.“Hold on, do not break my door – easy there Art”, I said, getting up and trying to put myself together… “Alpha King is demanding to see you again”.. On these words I literally froze.. I was not ready to see him just now, especially twice in one day.. “in his chambers again???” I asked, my voice slightly trembling.. “No, and please hurry. Also Dragana, we have a visitor, so please wear something more formal”.. Art retorted ..Oh just great, I thought to myself.. All I needed is a visitor where I had to pretend, be on some uppity meeting, especially after today. Today was confusing me in so many ways and I still have to come to terms with what all that was about with the Alpha King. For now, at le
His stone face told me he was pissed.. His aura was pulsating anger and all kinds of confusing emotions – fear, anxiety, intimidation.. I did not know what to make of the whole mix.. All of the day today was extremely strange. I did not need Alpha King to be pissed at me again, I did not need to be in the room with him after our encounter and after my tub. The thoughts of the tub escapades crossed my mind and I blushed – although I tried my best to control myself and now show much to him…“Perhaps this is for the best” he said getting up slowly, his voice with a strange, menacing undertone. “You have been useless in finding me a mate, despite your promises.. And with you gone, maybe I can focus and stop relying on somebody so pathetic and actually find me a mate worthy to be my Queen Luna”.. His words stung incredibly and I felt as if somebody grabbed my heard by iron fist. I did not think I deserved his vitriol, yet I was on the receiving end of it.. “He is upset with the Princess, h
Roman’s words hurt more than I thought. I realized that perhaps I cared for him also more then I was willing to admit. Putting myself together, I got out only to see Beta Art’s stoic face looking at me with unreadable expression. “Are you ok?” he asked, his eyes never leaving me..I simply nodded trying to keep whatever pride and dignity I had left. Werewolves had excellent sense of smell and hearing.. He had to have heard and known or perhaps guessed as to what transpired. The thought of Roman’s hot breath and his hands made me blush..“Alpha King Johnathan will be happy to see you”, he continued trying to maintain neutral conversation… “I can take you?”..“Fresh air will do me good.. I’ll walk through the forest by the south of the compound” I said.. Lake house is not far away”.. “Are you sure??”..his kind eyes were asking.. “Sun is setting – it maybe dangerous out there”..“Nobody dares come to Alpha King lands, you know that”, I said now laughing trying to brush of his concern and
Roman POVWhat an absolutely weird fucking day, I thought to myself .. The smell of fresh cut roses was still lingering when Dragana left.. She always smelled like that and I was yet to meet any other creature who had that freshness, yet opulence and sensuality of smell like her. Give it to father to create new set of blue balls I though.. Lady Jasmine certainly threw the wrench in my plans, without any consideration. She never told me she will be taking her. This was not part of the discussion – likely for purpose. She likely knew I would not agree to it willingly, and being put under the command of the Royal Lycan family – I had no choice. Had she broached the subject, perhaps I could have negotiated something. She indeed was a very shrewd woman – very dangerous one, I thought to myself. How will Dragana help me find a mate now that she will be gone? More importantly, how if I do not find a mate will I have an offspring if Dragana was not there. I was unaware of her full lineage unt
Dragana’s POVTwo dead bodies in the flowery meadow, a Lycan princess covered in blood of my enemies.. I stood frozen in the spot… Lady Jasmine, covered in blood, her eyes glowing looked majestic.. And scary. Yet, I was not afraid of her.. There was familiarity with this woman, her aura tangible to me. She was open to me and I felt safe with her. There was something abut her and I could not place it, but for now, I knew no harm would ever come to me with her around.. She felt familiar. “You could have handled that yourself Dragana”, her melodic voice reasoned.. “I have no wolf – I gave that up when I opted for a witch existence”, I said in small voice.. “Thank you for saving me..” I said tears slowly coming to my eyes, the full gravity of the situation finally hitting me... She snickered and wiped her mouth off, still bloody though.. “As I said, you could have handled them yourself.. You do not need anyone’s help, least of all mine..”.. Her eyes were exploring me with curiosity as she
Walking through the meadow, Lady Jasmine and I approached the forest.. The sun was setting now completely and the beautiful sunset was hitting the trees and the nearby magnificent lake, shinning lights like sparkles on it.. The hues and colors were beautiful. I stopped for a moment looking at it wistfully. It has always been my favorite part of living here – the lake and the lake house. We walked in silence, she would mind like somebody on occasion, her eyes glazing over, but I did not ask and we did not walk much.. I explained the legend of the lake origin, according to the Native American folklore – it was the legend of the wolf who lost her mate and her children and cried to the Goddess for days, praying for death and reunion with her loved ones. The Goddess took pity on her and created the lake of her tears, a mirror to another world, where the she-wolf could see her family every full moon in the reflection on the water.. When she died, Goddess gave her a final resting place under
Beta Artemis POVSeeing Dragana attacked in the meadow like this brought my heart to stop and drew my blood cold. She looked so beautiful, yet so fragile, so innocent, so vulnerable, her big silver eyes full of confusion and fear. At that moment, as in many moments in past 10 years - all I wanted to do is take her in my arms and never let her go. For years, I have stolen secret glances, smelled her scent passing by, looked at her hair glisten in the sun, perhaps hoped against hope that one day she will see me as her mate, or that her wolf will appear and claim me. She was always nice to me, funny, prankster at times, we got along really well. However, I had to maintain my loyalty to the Alpha King, to the packs, I had to respect the blood oath we all gave to Roman so many years ago.Something happened that fateful night to him, when he pulled her lifeless body out of the depths of that lake. I think somewhere in his heart, that reminded him too much of his mother’s death. He was very