Selda sat down, staring into the empty dark space. Her eyes held void as her body remained limp at the spot. She had been there for days now and was already used to the deep darkness. There was nothing but hatred and revenge twirling within her orbs. There were no thoughts apart from the ones of deep retribution toward the Zenith’s Land. She was going to ruin in ways no one had ever thought of. She would break down the empire he had so much built with all his efforts. She will make sure he regrets the decision to marry her. She would show why Lionel had chosen her. That reminded her. Was her brother aware that Zenith had her locked in there and he pretended not to know? She knew her brother’s spies were in the palace and she had been trying to figure them out but they had been doing a good job of hiding themselves. It was good for them but worse for her because she needed to meet them for a little chat. Her fist clenched tight as she heard the squeaking of tiny rats. She wanted to cry
Zenith sat in his study room, going through the scrolls. He has been receiving news from the other part of the Lycan lands that the blight was starting to grow even wilder. He had sent Mathias to check it and the report he came back with was devastating so he sent a few of the royal doctors to the place to control it even if they could not heal them. He had been so burdened and yet he did not have anyone to talk to about his burden. He just had to keep it in by himself and tried hard to work it out, not like there were any differences. Nyx pushed open the door and stepped in, the simmering tea in her hands oozed with heat as she walked closer to him. The cold season was creeping in on them and they were slowly preparing for it. The furry coats were going to be brought soon to the palace. Her stiff hands gently dropped the cup before him and his steely eyes darted toward her, watching her bow then take a step back. He waited for a while before he carried the cup and in the blink of
Zenith watched the Healer walk into his study room with keen eyes. What he was doing here? Mathias went to stand beside him, also staring at the Healer like his coming was ominous, which it was.“Your Highness,” The Healer greeted with a slight bow, his eyes glinted with the familiar purple color from behind cloak he used to cover his face. Zenith had always been weary of the man since he saved him from the fire years ago and he knew he had to meet him to take care of Divine also.“You coming here must definitely not to greet me if I was right?” Zenith asked, picking up the scrolls before him and putting them into the rack.The healer smirked. “Definitely not, Your Highness. I came here, bearing great news but before I proceed. Where is that Nephew of yours? It has been so long since I saw the creature that I mended myself.” Zenith’s eyes flickered at the term he used to describe Divine but he said nothing. “He is not allowed in the throne room unless he is being summoned. Please g
Finish what she started. Did she hear wrong or did she need to get her ears checked by the royal doctor?“If you make me repeat myself, you will have yourself to blame, Slave.” He bit out, his gaze clouded with rage and lust as he peered down at her.Nyx did not know what to do as she stared at the bulge between his legs. Thankfully, Cassandra had been unable to pull off his clothes. Just that band around his waist.“Slave, if—”She didn't let him complete his words as she fell to her knees and slid her hands up to his bulge, holding it between her tiny hands. It felt huge and her tongue swiped over her lower lip in savory. He let out a groan at that gesture of hers and he jerked into her touch.She flinched a bit before she recovered and began to work his bulge through the soft material. He pushed into her with even more force and when she noticed he was becoming restless, she quickly loosened the string around his waist and pulled his thick, long bulge out.Precum covered the pink
.Prologue."Kill her!" "Kill her!""Kill her!"They all chanted as she knelt before them with her head hung low. Her wet hair clung to her face as her heart hammered against her chest.She was going to die.Her hands were tied behind her and her legs were shackled with huge chains that sent bristle shock through her body.Her throat kept bobbing, forcing the lumps down.It has finally come to this. She thought to herself."Alpha King, your command." The headsman asked, his voice rough and cold like ice. As if he was not about to behead her as a living sacrifice to whatever celebration was going on.The Alpha King rose to his feet and raised his golden cup up towards the sky. Everyone began to cheer again and it soon went silent."We hereby behead this filthy Omega to serve as a sacrifice for any evil that might befall my sister, Selda."He tipped his chin. "Go ahead."The headsman received the order with a curt nod of his own and as he raised the huge blade up, everyone went silent a
NYXNyx stood with her head hanging low, tied in both arms before the counsel of the Guardians. She knew that her fate had already been decided. All it remained was the announcement."Nyx has had leveling charges of theft over the past years and we will no longer condone such behavior." One of them spoke up."Thereby we are sentencing her to the..." The other added, adding to the suspense in the air."Black Forest." The last one completed and Nyx's head jolted up in shock.Her eyes widened in fear and her lips parted. The Black Forest."P-Please, I b-beg... I did not do it. I-" She stuttered."This would serve an example to everyone of you who wants to get into such dirty acts. Take her away." The Head Guardian instructed the guards who wasted no time as they carried Nyx who struggled against them."I did not do it! Please don't take to that awful place. I promise you!" She cried but the guards held her tight.The last person she saw before they went further into the woods was Sandra,
ZENITH"Do you really have to do this? Zenith?" His right hand man, Mathias, asked. Zenith looked out of the corner of his eye."I have to." He reached out for the waist band. "Yes, I mean how do you get rid of your enemy when there is an already laid strategy." He said.Mathias snorted. "These wolves are the ones who are supposed to come over to meet you since you are the Lycan King, and not you going down there to meet them." He rolled his eyes.The ghost of a smile curved at the edge of Zenith's lips. "This is concerning my clan, Mathias. Think like a leader. If they are going to guarantee their wolves would be at my beck and call. Getting married to a bimbo is no big deal for me." He said, adjusting the jacket and he wore his wrist band and ring that signified his Kingship.He turned around and stared at Mathias. "It is just for a while. For now, let's dance to the tune they play." He told him.Mathias returned his stare and gave him a curt nod. A nod that said so many things and
ZENITHThe sun was beginning to set and the celebration was still going on. Zenith kept thinking about what could have called for such a celebration that had taken full swing during the midnight.He stared at the sky and noticed a star. It was time. He walked towards the gate and entered. No guards was in sight.Another thing to note.With every steps he took towards the lavish palace of the Alpha King, Zenith felt some kind of burden on his chest. It was different from the one he has carried for years.He shook off the feeling. This was not time to feel such burden, it was time to be the Lycan king.He reached the huge door and noticed two agile and well trained wolves guarding it. As he tried to walk past them, the men stepped forward."Your invitation card?" One of them asked.With an arched brow, Zenith decided to use that moment to roll the ring on his fingers to see if they understood what it was but they did not. "We asked a question." one of them reminded him and he came out