Sonaya's Pov ....I couldn't sleep, not even a wink all night because of the cold. I was shivering like a leaf, teeth chattering all night like a tambourine.Sleep also eluded me because my mind would not shut down, it was like I was high on sorrow, pain and loss.The thought of being punished ontop of all this in the morning made my agony worse.I heard foot steps approaching but I didn't move, I couldn't, I stayed there curled up in myself in a futile, worthless effort to stay warm.These cell aren't meant for people like me, they're meant for Lycans whose body temperatures adjust automatically to whatever weather they are in.The footsteps got louder and louder as whoever it was drew closer and closer to my cell.I just hoped that whoever it was, was just passing by.But I had no such luck.The footsteps stopped directly in front of my cell and I couldn't believe what happened next.Ice cold water thrown at me.I shrieked

Chapter 9 : King Stefan Lygion I raced through a creepy dark alley, fear gripping me like a python grips its prey. I have never known fear, not in this way. Oddly enough, I wasn't scared for my safety. I was scared for someone else's. The alley led me into the forest and I continued to race forward, instinct propelling me, pushing me to keep going, to find her. Who ? I didn't know Maybe Brie? I wasn't sure know, but I couldn't stop moving. Sweat drenched my entire chest, back and head as I raced against time to save her. But who is she ? She must be pretty important to get me this worked up. My ears pricked slightly as I caught the tail end of a terrifying blood curdling scream. I immediately began to run towards the sound, hoping I'd find her. Whoever she was, she was very important and special to me. My heart pounded in my chest as I ran, hoping to save her, hoping to get to her in time. I burst onto

Sonaya's Pov... The sound of iron jarring against each other, dragged me out of my unconscious state. I raised my head up quickly in fear, only to realise I was alone in my cell, but I was lying on a thin mattress, pain spasm through my back and I hissed slightly. But there was something else, like a cold rug on my back, it was harsh on my torn skin but soothing at the same time. Every thing came back to me in a flash and I bit down hard on my lower lip to stop myself from making a sound. The pain should be worse than this, It should sting like a freaking bi*ch, but I'm thankful that it is not. I don't know what they used to soothe my back, but it wasn't throbbing. So I foolishly decided to pretend to still be asleep. Foolishly, because I know Lycan and werewolves can tell if you're awake or not, they can tell when your breathing changes by the rate of your heart beat. But then, a girl can dream. Some minutes later I hear

Stefan’s pov… The old wise fool was just bidding his time, waiting for the day of his death. " Choose your next words wisely, Ragnar. I am not in the mood for stupidity." "It's not stupid to accept the mate bond, we need drastic change in this kingdom. Please my king if your mate is the answer to our fertility problems then you have to make the right choice." "Do you think she is unaware of the history between our families, do you not know that for her to still be alive, means that her family have successfully kept her hidden for years. Now tell me something, do you think they wouldn't have told her about our history, fed her full with lies about us and trained her to seek revenge against the Lygion bloodline for the destruction of the Lockhart family? Do you think they are dumb? Yet you want me to accept her, you want me to accept someone who would try to kill me in my sleep, the very first chance she gets. Really?! Do you not thi

Stefan's pov ...But I had also given stringent instructions not to let anyone up here.I was still standing still, when she emerged from the elevator and made a bee line for me.She smiled wildly and I knew she'd found a way to get up here, seducing some poor, employee.Her family might be wealthy and strong, but this time, there wasn't any hesitation, there was no thought to it.Usually one would need to give their beast control, to let him out.But as king there are different levels to my abilities.I didn't need to give Lygion control, my fury merged with his and we became the exact same thing, No need for contest, no need for permission, none of us could have stopped the other.But the blatant disobedience, flagrant disregard of my order had become too much for us to ignore.We stood there watching her approach, she was dressed in an ankle length black leather jacket.Obviously meant for seduction.She was