Chapter 46 Chapter 45
Morticia
"The men we sent... they were killed by an unknown wolf. It seems Princess Evelyn has escaped."
The words hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs. It couldn't be true. There was no way Evelyn could have evaded my carefully laid trap. But the man's eyes held a truth that I couldn't deny. Evelyn was still alive, and my plan had been foiled.
"What the hell!? How could you let this happen!?" I seethed through clenched teeth.
"I also have no idea. We went there and met them all tore from their limbs, it was a real massacre."
Fury surged through me, mingling with a deep sense of frustration. How had this happened? How had Evelyn managed to slip through my fingers once again? I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms as I fought to contain the storm of emotions raging within me.
Unable to believe it, I turned around and hurried back to the palace, going straight to the section of the palace where Evelyn's crib was located. I froze in my steps when I saw her conversing with another maid, seemingly unarmed. Anger like no other surged through me and I could feel myself vibrating from it. With tears stinging my eyes, I turned around and ran back to my chambers, doing my darnest to prevent the tears from falling from me eyes.
Returning to my chambers, I unleashed my anger upon the objects that surrounded me. Vases shattered against the walls, paintings were torn from their frames, and the room became a chaotic reflection of my inner turmoil. I screamed in frustration, the sound echoing through the empty halls, a testament to my shattered plans.
Grabbing my hair, I sank to to the floor, crying angrily. Everything was falling apart!!! How could this happen?! After everything I had done, Evelyn still managed to escape!!! Who was the bastard wolf that saved her!? I can't let this go, I need to find a comeback as quickly as possible. Evelyn cannot escape from my grasp the second time!!!
Amidst the wreckage, a new resolve began to take shape in me. Evelyn may have survived this one, but I would not let her slip away again. The Moon Goddess Festival would become the stage for her downfall. I would find a way to end her once and for all, and no force in this realm would stand in my way.
Alpha king keiran.
The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow across my chamber. Sleep had become an elusive companion, and I lay restless, tangled in the twisted sheets of my bed. My wolf, a relentless beast, clawed and howled within me, demanding something it craved with an insatiable hunger.
Evelyn.
Her name echoed through my mind like a haunting melody, and I clenched my fists, my body taut with frustration. It had been days, countless nights, since I'd last seen her, other than our recent encounter in the forest. A few torturous moments of pleasure and connection amidst a sea of resentment and bitterness and I wanted her once more, it's driving me crazy.
But tonight, I could take it no longer. I sat up on my bed, donning on a tunic as I called on the guards outside of my chambers.
"Yes, your majesty." One of them said as he walked into my chambers, keeping his head bowed. I wore my robe and cast a glance at him.
"Summon Evelyn." I ordered, my voice cold.
"Yes, your majesty." He answered, promptly leaving the chambers. My wolf roared with approval as if it could sense her imminent arrival. I knew she would come; she had no choice, not when I called. But a part of me yearned for her to come willingly, to see some spark of desire in her eyes.
Minutes passed like hours, and my anxiety grew with each heartbeat. Why was she taking so long? Had she finally found a way to resist my summons?
Just when my patience was wearing thin, the door to my chamber creaked open. The faintest scent of her, a heady mix of fear and arousal, wafted in. My heart raced as she entered hesitantly, her eyes downcast. Her presence alone seemed to calm the raging storm within me, if only for a fleeting moment.
"You summoned me, Master." She whispered, her tiny voice like a soothing balm to my broken soul. I spared a glance, the curve of her body imprinted into my mind at the flimsy act. I could feel my groin stiffening and I gritted my teeth, angry at my inability to control my reactions where she was near.
"Strip." I growled, my voice laced with need. " And come closer."
She stiffened at first, her face paling in fear before obeying, her every step deliberate and cautious. I could see the trepidation in her eyes, the war of emotions within her. It was intoxicating, the way she both feared and desired me. Her body betrayed her as well, her scent growing stronger, her pulse quickening.
One by one, I watched the the flimsy clothing she had on come off till she was bare, shivering slightly. It pleased me, in a twisted way, to know that I had this effect on her. I wanted to drink in her fear, to savor every moment of her surrender. My eyes roamed her form, my body ablaze with painful need. My eyes caught the bruises that marred and her skin and fierce anger slashed through as the memories of where she received them flashed through my mind. Still, I couldn't help but ask.
"What happened to you?" I asked, my voice betraying a hint of genuine concern as I stared the bruises on her body. It was rare for me to show any form of care, so this was rather surprising.
She hesitated, then replied softly, "I had an accident in the mines. Fell and got hurt."
That was a lie and for some reason, it angered and hurt me that she wouldn't tell me the truth. but I chose not to press her further. Instead, I continued to watch her, my hunger growing.
As she stood before me, bare and vulnerable, my resolve wavered for a brief moment. The urge to take her, to claim her completely, was almost overwhelming. But I held back, allowing the tension to build between us. Having had enough, I gestured to the bed and watched as she walked towards it, laying facedown on it.
After a second's hesitation, I went towards her, needing to qualm my wolf needs above all else. The urge to ram into her without any preamble and continue till I was completely satisfied filled me completely but I couldn't do it. At least not yet. I smoothed my palm on my backside, feeling as she stiffened but not missing the heightening of her arousal at the action.