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
She had sent word. Laura paced around her bedroom, her arms akimbo. She had sent word to Nicholas, His father, King Eric had sent word and still there hasn't been any reply. In all honesty,aura doubted that the letters were reaching him. She had asked Gaston about Prince Nicholas's whereabouts and even he didn't know, didn't divulge the information. Laura sank to her bed. Trying to tell herself to calm down. A week had passed since Prince Nicholas had left the palace and to say that she wasn't worried, would be a lie. Her heart beat furiously when she thought about how he must be faring. She might be foolish or overly sensitive, but she felt it in her that something was wrong. It wasn't like Prince Nicholas not to reply to her letters or even to his father's letters. Laura tried not to let the matter to vex her. She had developed a splitting headache last night and went to bed early. Annoyingly, the head pain had accompanied her this morning as she opened her eyes and it hadn't g
UNKNOWNThe Vampire Prince's personal guard, Gaston, rode beside him. He tried not to let his disgust show, he was surrounded by both Vampire guards and werewolf guards and what infuriated him the more was the way they interacted freely with each other, like they were one species. He supposed that Laura getting married to their Prince brought about such union but he'd never let that happen. The werewolf kingdom was his and he'd be damned if he let anything take it from him. They had left the palace a few hours ago and still continued riding. The spoiled brat and this surly guard sitting beside him had carried out their own investigation and found out that Prince Nicholas had ventured towards the Kayaans, those brutal warriors. He really hoped that the Prince would be dead so that his work would be taken care of. "Our men trailed his movements to the borders of the Kayaan territory." Gaston was speaking with one of the men and he ran his features over them all. Pale, vampiric skin a
Prince Nicholas couldn't get the anger inside of him out. His head kept on replaying the conversation between the elders and the commander which he heard. He had heard of the long standing hatred between the vampires and Kayaans but the vampires had no plans to kill the kaayans. He couldn't believe other kingdoms had spies in his kingdom. The vampire kingdom was heavily guarded so how were they able to get spies?He looked at the full proof plan on his table but decided against it and squeezed the paper chucking it to where the other scrambled paper were. He couldn't conceive a reasonable plan to protect his kingdom from the Kayaans and other kingdoms. He couldn't also believe the fairies had agreed to become allied with the kaayans and other states. He remembered the king had led the war to liberate the fairies from the witches. It was hard to believe they had gone against the vampire kingdom despite they were the closest kingdom with the vampire. It was shocking. He needed to ge