Laura sat at the edge of her well made bed, dressed in a black silk gown and sighed greatly. She was really tired, fatigued one might call it.Her eyes burned from all the tears she'd been shedding for days, her back burned from the forced dignity she had to portray herself with as all the matters of the kingdom were passed on to her shoulders. Even her face ached from all the smiles she'd been giving people.Slowly, she climbed her bed and lay on it, her face down as she smelled the clean sheets. Few days ago—who was she kidding?— seven days ago, to be exact, she'd been dreaming of getting married.Getting married to a man who'd snuck out of his bed, out of the palace and out of her life maybe,leaving a note as the only token and disappeared into the night like the night creature he was. At first, she'd found the note endearing, thoughtful and had even smiled while reading it but now, seven days later and the note was tucked away from sight because it infuriated her anytime it wa
"What is that thing?"Lily glanced at Ralph once and hurried away, needing to wash up. She made sure that one of her men locked the vampire up securely. She didn't want him to escape for any reason. She wasn't in the right frame of mind to listen to one of Ralph's lectures and she hurried her steps to her cave, growling when Ralph grabbed her arm before she could get in. "I'm sorry." He retracted his arm and Lily forced herself not to rub at the sore spot his hand had left on her arm. "I know that that is a Vampire.""Smart you." She turned to go but he grabbed her by the shoulders, gently this time. She huffed and turned back to him, making sure that her annoyance was visible on her face. "You have to get that vile thing out of the village. The high priestess won't be happy with this new development." He drew himself closer to her, like he wanted to be sure that she'd understand him or be intimidated by his blistering gaze. "They kill, Commander. They drain the body of blood. Blo
Lily was going weary. She watched as Baba Kazoh and Hakym went toe to toe, arguing about what should be done to the vampire. She was so tired and she'd do anything for a good night's rest. She watched Ralph walk up to the elders, whispering something to them. They all turned to look at her and nodded to whatever Ralph had said, going back to their seats. "It's late. We'd continue this discussion tomorrow. But it doesn't change the fact that he would have to die." Baba Kazoh said and sat down, turning to an elder beside him to say something. Lily sighed and smiled at Ralph, thanking him for stopping the drawn out meeting. She had been here for up to two hours and they have been arguing about the same thing since. How to do away with the vampire. "He was always going to, Baba." She rubbed at her temples, wincing when she could feel how heavy and sore she was. "But I'd get the information needed from him before he does. And that doesn't change."She stood and inclined her head at the
The stares and scowls on the look of everyone prince Nicholas passed by was worrisome. Were they still thinking he was a prisoner? Their commander had release him so why were they all staring daggers at him. It was in the dead of the night, having only few Kayaans around and they all looked like they wanted to beat him up. He walked into the palace expecting to see the commander but she wasn't in her throne room. He turned to one of the guards. "Where's the commander?"The guard had a scowls plastered to his face like he had seen his worst enemy. He ignored the princi walking out so prince Nicholas reach out to the guard standing by the entrance of the palace. "Where's the commander?" This guards gave a frown, eyeing him like he was a piece of thrash. Reluctantly, he answered, "she's training." He wanted to ask for where she was training but decided against that as the frown etched on the guard's face deepened. The prince started to make his way around the palace trying to figure o
The moon was peeking out from the dark clouds illuminating the darkness of the night. Stars arrayed in the sky glittering and shining. The night was a beautiful one, maybe it was because prince Nicholas was going to see the commander. His eyes couldn't wait to rest on hers. His hands were itching to have her in his arms, his nose wanted to get a waft of her smell. She always smelt of lavender and it always tickled his nose. His heart beating faster, each beat was harder than the last. It felt like the organ wanted to burst out of his chest. The smile on his face spread wider each step he took towards the commander's cave. When his sighted her cave he quickened his steps, almost practically running.The commander had used her lavander scent for the third time. She wanted to smell nice when the prince arrived. They had agreed to meet at night. It was the only way they could be together without any interruptions. The Kayaans had a look standing beef with the Vampires. They were threa
Prince Nicholas stood from his bed. Memories from the previous night started to hit. He made his way to his table and sighed when he saw the book. He sat on the stool and picked the book. It was a hard cover book with brown leather and the title, 'the mating season' boldly written on it. The book had been so dusty on the shelve and the leather was starting to peel off. He flipped open to the first page of the book excitedly and started to read it's content. When a male Werewolf finds a potential mate, his body releases a purring mechanism from his voice that has the power to encourage, or seduce, the mate in question to want to be closer to the male. The mate in question has to be close to the male, emotionally and physically for it to work. However, A female Werewolf's body prepares itself at a certain age to attract a male wolves- Her hair grows longer, she gets taller, and her bust gets bigger- This is what is known as The Mating Age. When werewolves mature fully, they start matin
He was here at the library, here as though he hadn't overheard the things he had heard, about the vast of allies and the signing of agreements and contracts that went on in the last hour. He saw her as she walked towards her chambers, guards by her side and staff held with a death's grip. She was a fierce warrior and he was attracted to her but he was threatened. Here, he was getting dirt on the were wolves and these guys were pulling on bigger dirt on everybody else, he was not just feeling threatened, he was angry but it was best to strategize what he was going to do.A plan, something that seemed to evade his mind and as he continually read aloud, the names of the aisles that held the books, he was looking for something spectacular, he reached an aisle and the words ' werewolves : the mating season'. He stopped, something about it felt special.****The smell of the books on their shelves assaulted his nose, he didn't notice how moist they smelled or the ages of dust that had desen
Nicolas looked at her, almost willing himself not to do it. He didn't want to ask her but he was going to do it and this silence was sickening."I noticed in your library that one of the books has ripped pages, it was unsettling" he cleared his throat and widen his eyes to show his concern."Ripped pages?" She asked as though confused or maybe she was really confused, he reasoned how she was even expected to know in the first place, she wasn't supposed to know from that mountain of books, unkempt books that reeked of poor maintenance and poor health."Yeah, they were so ripped, it could cut a finger deeper than a pen knife. You should come see" he gestured, anything for her to fix the mess and help him see what he could do to get the knowledge that someone so knowingly did not want him to get to. It infuriated him no doubt.She got up from her bed and he stood up too " show me, this ripped pages" he smiles and lead the way to the library.They walked to the library, while he kept on