Evangeline's POV“Fuck, yes, baby. Just like that. Move those hips for me," the man beneath me groaned, his voice dripping with need as I ride him faster. My eyes fluttered closed, my head titled back, lost in the way his length pressed deep inside me, brushing against every nerve that made me shudder with pleasure.One of his hands gripped my ass tightly, kneading it possesseivsly, while the other wrapped around my throat. His grip was firm yet tantalizing, controlling the rhythm as he pushed me down harder onto his rock-hard cock. The overwhelming sensation courses through me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge.“You like that, don't you, slut? Make Daddy's cock feel good. Make Daddy cum," he groaned, a wicked smirk curling his lips as he delivered a shape smack to my ass. The sting melted into a jolt of pleasure that left me moaning louder, the sound of our bodies colliding echoing through the room.“Fuck, yes, I'm so close," I gasped, hands clutching his shoulders for balan
Evangeline's POV.“Kill that bastard.”"Yes, my lady," Liam said with a bow, but before he could do anything else, he walked over, picked up a towel, and handed it to me.I crossed my arms, staring at it in confusion for a moment, before my eyes widened in realization. Oh, right! I was naked right now—completely forgot about that.Not that I cared anyway.I scoffed, grabbing the towel and quickly wrapping it around my body. My attention shifted back to the bastard groaning in pain on the ground, struggling to get up. I couldn’t help but smirk wickedly as I pointed my finger at him while turning my gaze to Liam. “Kill him, and make it as painful as possible.”Liam’s expression hardened, but he didn’t hesitate. His voice was cool and controlled as he nodded. "As you wish, my lady."I watched as Liam moved toward the man, my pulse quickening with satisfaction. Heh, who was the pathetic one now? At least I wasn’t the one on the ground like a loser.“P-please, spare me! I didn’t mean anyth
Hades POV I walked into the dining area, my hands tucked casually in my pockets, my expression cold, and my footsteps light against the marble floor."Greetings to the king," the staff murmured, bowing deeply, their heads lowered in respect. But I didn’t spare them even a glance as I moved forward with Draven trailed silently behind me.With every step, my frown deepened as irritation and displeasure coursed through me. Suddenly, I halted, my gaze snapping toward a group of female maids. My cold, piercing glare locked onto them, as I watched them with strong killing intent.Their faces drained of color, fear flashing in their wide eyes. They clearly hadn’t expected me to suddenly turn my attention towards them so openly but they were the ones stealing weird glance at me which infuriated me.I hated being watched and most of all, I hated being disrespected."Did I permit you to gawk at me?" My voice was low and calm that it seemed to send shivers down their spines. "Or do you want me
Davina POV“Walk in and blow everyone away,” Eva had said with a mischievous grin, ignoring my protests. My eyes widened, and I instinctively grabbed her hand, refusing to go alone. This felt like walking into a lion’s den—or, in this case, a wolf’s den.Eva had practically forced me into this dress. Thankfully, it wasn’t as grand as the one from yesterday, but still… how could I describe it? It was a long, tight-fitted gown with a daring slit up the side. I had no idea how it looked on me, but from the weight of the stares following me as I walked, I could only imagine it was too much.“Isn’t this a little too much?” I’d asked her before we left the room, tugging at the hem of the dress in discomfort. But Eva, in all her dramatic glory, had waved off my concerns. “It’s breakfast with the king, the most powerful man—the Lycan King! Plus, Lady Evangeline will be there, so you have to steal that spotlight.”Spotlight? I didn’t want a spotlight. I wanted to disappear entirely. I didn’t c
Davina POV No way in hell that was a growl. “Forgive me, your Majesty,” Draven said quickly, retracting his hand and stepping back. I swallowed nervously, waiting for Hades to do the same, but instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist possessively, pulling me closer to him. His scent- Thump. Thump. My heart pounded in my chest as I lifted my head but quickly dropped it again when I felt his intense stare on me. It made me uncomfortable, pulling at my insecurities, but there was something else—an overwhelming heat spreading between my thighs, making my breath hitch. Goddess, what was happening to me? Oh right... Hades happened. “Do you intend to stand here all day?,” Hades said, his thump softly stroking my waist and bringing me out of my daze. That was when I realized I had been frozen in place for a while. “I-im sorry, my king" I bowed and head quickly, it was a surprise that my neck didn't break with the force I used.He was watching me with an amused expression and...
Hades POV I couldn’t focus on anything anyone was saying. My head was clouded, consumed by a singular, primal thought—ripping that dress off her body and fucking her right here and now, on this very table, without a care in the world. I was dangerously close to doing it, too. The red dress she wore clung to her like a second skin, the slit teasingly revealing her smooth leg with every slight movement. The curve of her breasts was perfectly outlined, and even though I’d seen her bare before, something about seeing her in that dress made my restraint unravel. The trobbing of my dick against my pants was almost unbearable, it was an ache that demanded to be satisfied. The others continued speaking, their voices mere background noise as I struggled to keep my composure. Every glance at her made it harder, and worse? I had this impatient wolf that's fighting against my control to feel once again and this time, he didn't just want her mouth– he wanted to be buried deep inside her. I grow
|Ethan POV“My lord, it is done. The distribution was a success,” Liam said, kneeling as he emerged from the shadows. He extended his hand, presenting the golden envelope sealed with a dragon emblem.“You're certain there were no mistakes this time?” I asked, my gaze narrowing into a glare as I took the envelope from him. The last time, there had been issues—a mistake that had nearly cost me my life.“Yes, my lord. The wolfsbane was distributed without incident, and all traces have been erased, including the rogues.” He replied, and I gave a small nod of approval.“Good, send the payment over to him,” I said, my tone cold as I opened the envelope. My eyes scanned the contents, and as I read further, my gaze darkened, narrowing in distaste.Dear Ethan,Ah, my favorite thorn in my side. It’s your beloved King Thorne here — in case you somehow forgot who I am. Do you miss me yet? Because I certainly miss you... like a lonely lover waiting by the door for you to grace me with your magnif
Thorne POV“Do I have to go? Do I really have to go? Can't I just make some excuse that I'm sick or something?” Hades whined, swinging my arm like a child. If you really thought about it, that’s exactly what he was—a fifteen-year-old brat with all the time in the world to be spoiled, childish, and downright ridiculous.I smiled, my eyes curving upward as I patted his head. “You need to go, Hades. It’s the werewolf gala, where all the packs will be attending, and your duty as the youngest son of the king is to be present.”Yet, this spoiled, childish, and stupid kid was stronger than me. Far stronger. This kid, who used to run away from training with the king, was more powerful than I ever was.“Pfft, we have a ton of events like this every day! All the packs are always there. Why does Dad have to go through all this trouble? I’m sure half of them don’t even want to be there!” He huffed, flinging his arms in the air dramatically, clearly fed up.“Well, it is necessary,” I replied, kee
96|Kill her.Hades pov.When Father was alive, he would always say, ‘Mercy is ruthlessness upon ourselves’. At first, I thought it was just some silly quote he had stolen from a novel. Besides, Father wasn’t exactly what you’d call ruthless.Back then, I saw him as a kind king who wouldn’t even hurt a fly. But now, looking back, I finally understood the truth behind his words.Father wasn’t cruel, but there were moments when he chose to be—moments when he steeled his heart and passed judgment without an ounce of mercy.Why?Because mercy could be a double-edged sword. Sparing someone today might mean giving them the chance to kill you tomorrow—just like Theron did.So I made a vow. Never again would I show an ounce of mercy, no matter how desperately they begged for it."Have mercy! M–my king, please have mercy!" the first girl cried as the guards drag her onto the podium. But I don’t blink. My expression remained cold, unchanging, as she’s forced to her knees. The sack was ripped fro
lDavina pov.“I asked Emmanuel if you could skip this since you’re not feeling well, but he said you have to attend—it’s the king’s order,” Eva said as she walked with me toward the hunting grounds.Today was Stella and Marie’s execution, and to be honest, I didn’t know how to feel. Was I glad they were finally being punished for their crimes? Or was I sad that their punishment was death?Perhaps I was torn between the two, unsure of what I should be feeling. But one thing was certain—I was relieved. At least they wouldn’t be causing any more trouble, like drugging me or attempting to kill Hades.“You don’t have to worry,” I said with a soft smile. “I won’t be seeing anything anyway, so it doesn’t really matter.” I joked, and Eva scoffed before letting out a noise of agreement.“True, but still, you’re braver than that idiot who refuses to step outside until the execution is over. Can you believe it? A grown man making himself sick on purpose just to avoid attending. If men are scare
Evangelina pov.(There are two characters named Liam in the story. Liam, who works for Thorne, and Liam, who works for Evangelina, are two different people.)“What?” I asked, my hand freezing mid-motion as I stopped applying makeup. Turning around, I stared at Liam with wide eyes, unable to believe what I had just heard.“Those fools—no, I mean Stella and Marie—are being executed tomorrow?” I repeated, my voice laced with disbelief. When Liam nodded, bowing his head even lower, my mouth fell open in shock.No fucking way.“From what I gathered, the king has officially announced their execution. It’s set for tomorrow at the hunting grounds—where Beta Draven’s execution was originally supposed to take place.”I gasped, slamming my brush onto the table, my eyes wide as I stared at Liam."So... does that mean Beta Draven's execution won't take place after all?" I asked, my voice betraying a hint of relief before I even realized it.Liam shook his head, his face as cold and expressionless
Davina pov.“You have to act fast before butler Emmanuel comes back. If the king finds out, you’ll have to take the blame too,” the guard muttered under his breath but accepted the golden coins without hesitation.“Of course, we’ll be quick. But remember, if anyone knows about this, we won’t be the only ones punished, so keep quiet about it,” Eva said, her voice dripping in warning.“Do you think I’m a fool? I won’t tell anyone. Now, hurry up,” the guard grumbled before his retreating footsteps faded.“Wow, you’re really good at making shady deals. I was too scared to ask, but you didn’t even hesitate for a second,” Rylie praised, though he couldn’t help adding a jab, “Sometimes, I think you’re more scary than you let on.”“Want me to smack you and show you just how scary I can be?” Eva snapped at him, causing him to flinch and hide behind me.“Yep, she’s scary alright.”I chuckled and shook my head, spreading my arms to prevent Eva from hitting Rylie.“Enough, you two. We don’t have
Davina pov.“You silly girl! How could you run away like that?! Do you have any idea how worried I was? I nearly had a heart attack thinking you were out there, either lost or dead! Oh my goddess, Davina, what on earth were you even thinking?” Eva yelled, her voice trembling with rage as she glared at me.“Haha, you should have seen her face. She looked pale the entire day—I thought she was about to drop dead,” Rylie joked, adjusting the stethoscope as he listened to my heartbeat.I shot him a glare, silently telling him to shut up, before lifting my head toward Eva’s direction.“I—” I tried to speak, but for the fifth time today, she cut me off."You know, when I entered the room, planning to check if you were okay and didn't see you, I thought something bad happened—maybe you'd been kidnapped by one of those airheads at the palace. But then I read your letter and realized you'd run away instead. I couldn't think straight anymore. I did everything to find you, even went as far as goi
Hades pov.“Our mate would never poison you. She’s not like that.”As soon as I left the room, Cyrus’s voice echoed in my head, laced with exasperation, as if he was already fed up with me.The corner of my lips curled into a sneer. Did he think I was stupid? Of course, she wasn’t the one who had tried to poison me with wolfsbane. Despite how furious I was, I wasn’t dumb enough to believe that the little slave could pull off something like that. But at that moment, I was too enraged to care.“My king.” Felix appeared behind me, his head bowed respectfully as he followed.“Have you done what I asked?” I asked, not pausing in my steps or bothering to acknowledge him.“Yes, my king. Everything is ready as you instructed.”"Good, I’ll be there in a bit." With that, I turned the corner, heading toward the very place I had sworn not to go—the place I told myself I didn’t care about. Yet, despite my resolve, my legs carried me there anyway."Greetings to the King," the guards saluted as I st
Elara pov.At first, when I heard Hades' words, I felt a wave of relief—Draven was alive. But that relief quickly turned into disbelief as his accusations sank in.I struggled to wrap my head around what he was saying. It was too much, too fast, and none of it made sense—because I hadn't done any of the things he was accusing me of.Elope with Draven? Try to poison him with wolfsbane? And the letter?!Goddess, at this point, it would have been better if I had just remained unconscious because what the hell was going on?“No! I didn't try to elope with Draven, and the letter—the letter was tampered with! It wasn't what I had written, and I would never try to poison you. Why would I when I was trying to save you instead?”Slam!I gasped as Hades slammed his hand against the wall, just inches from my head. I couldn't see, but I knew there was now a hole in the wall. If he had missed by even an inch, my head would probably be the one with the hole instead.I swallowed nervously, my legs b
Elara pov.“It’s okay, don’t cry. Everything will be okay. Please just do me a favor—when you see him, tell him that I am sorry for betraying him and that he shouldn’t blame himself. That it isn’t his fault.”I gasped and sat up, my breathing rapid as I clutched my chest in pain, a burning sensation ripping through me, forcing my eyes shut as a groan escaped my lips. The crystal tattoo—it was what was burning. I whimpered, trying to take deep breaths to calm myself and ease the pain. As the seconds passed, the sharp ache in my chest slowly dulled before finally fading away.What just happened? Why was it so hot this morning?Wait— that wasn’t the question I should be asking. There was something far more important than the crystal tattoo… but what was it? Goddess, why couldn’t I seem to remember?I clutched my head, trying to piece together what had happened yesterday, but everything was a blur—like a thick fog clouding my mind, blocking the memories from surfacing.“What was it? What
Thorne pov“So what you’re telling me is that you failed? Is that it?” I asked, my fingers roughly teasing the hole of the sluts perched on my lap. Her head was thrown back, mouth parted, soft moans slipping past her plump pink lips.My head rested on my other hand as I looked down coldly at the three men kneeling before me, their heads bowed in submission, bodies slightly trembling under my cold, expressionless gaze.Nobody answered.The corner of my lips curled into a cold smirk as I quickened the pace of my fingers, letting the slut’s moans fill the quiet room.I watched as the two men—Ethan and Liam—shifted uncomfortably on their knees, struggling to keep their expressions blank, though it was hardly working. They were men, after all. They had desires, especially when faced with a naked woman begging to be fucked and ravished.My gaze shifted to Kian, a slow, wry smirk tugging at the corner of my lips as I observed him—the only man who seemed to be built differently. The only one