LOGINKing Zion's POV I kicked open the door to Thelma's chambers, the loud bang echoing through her lavish room. Thelma screamed, spinning around in her chair, in front of her vanity. The silk robe she wore hung loosely from her shoulders as she stood quickly. Even the make-up she was applying could not conceal her swollen eyes after our encounter in my office hours before. "Z-ion!" she stammered, her voice cracking as she clutched the silk at her chest. "What is the meaning of this? You ca—" "Quiet," I breathed. "It is King Zion, to you." I didn't shout; I didn't need to. The words left my lips as a quiet vibration, packed with lethal intent, and she choked on her next breath. I strode into the room, each step heavy and deliberate. With every inch I advanced, I could feel my aura expanding, rolling off my skin in thick, suffocating waves. My wolf was in sync with me, staring at her, keeping my gaze pinned on her. "King Zion, please," she whispered, her knees visibly trembling. She
King Zion's POV My gaze swept over the small silver earring resting on the polished wood of my desk, like it had been since Clark gave it to me. The day was welcoming the night, and yet I still had a killer walking in the corridors of the palace. What was I missing? Before I could ponder further, a piercing scream shattered the quiet, followed by a chorus of shouts, directly outside my office window. My instincts as the alpha king kicked in, and I was up on my feet in an instance. I exited the office, my wolf on high alert. Just as I stepped out, Clark's voice invaded my mind. "A servant has been poisoned." It was brief and straight to the point. My subjects were down there, and the scene demanded my presence; yet, before I made a step further, my wolf protested. My mind spun, the need to make sure the slave was safe filling my insides. I made a U-turn into the palace building, a strange feeling tearing through my chest. It was a sensation so violent and unfamiliar, it made my breat
Reyna's POVI stood on the King's balcony enjoying the view of the palace from the third floor. The afternoon sun shone over the gardens, the compounds, and the woods that stretched endlessly. From up here, everything looked peaceful enough to almost make me forget what kind of place it really was."I can't believe the king saved me," I whispered to myself. He had every reason to let me die, yet he had saved me and allowed me to recover in his chambers. I had hoped for death when I lost Randolf, but at that moment in the swimming pool, I didn't want to die anymore. The thought of the king's hand around me as he carried me made butterflies fill my stomach strangely. That alone was enough to take my thoughts back to the morning when a mere look at him had sent heat straight to my core."No," I shook my head. He was still the same man who had taken my innocence and who believed I killed Randolf. Saving me couldn't erase any of that."Would you love to go outside for some afternoon sunlig
King Zion"How could you allow a mere slave...filth...to sleep not only in your room but also in your bed?" Thelma's voice broke the silence in my office before the door had even finished closing shut behind her.I didn't look up from my phone; the updates sent by the leaders stationed in several divisions within the kingdom demanded more attention than her pointless outbursts. "I have never slept in there." Her heels clicked sharply against the floor as she approached my desk. "Not even once in over two decades," she complained.I continued scrolling through my phone, unbothered. "I asked you a question. Why did you let her sleep in your bed?" she repeated, the tone of her shrill voice sharp.I checked the final message on my screen before placing the phone down carefully. Only then did I lift my eyes and look at her. She was in her usual heavy makeup, but the seductive smile on her face was replaced by a sneer."What are you doing in my office?" I questioned.Her eyebrows shot up, t
ReynaThe first thing I became aware of was the ache in my chest. Every breath felt heavier than it should have, as though my lungs were still trying to remember how to work after being denied air. For several seconds I simply lay there, staring at the unfamiliar ceiling above me, until memory crashed into me. The swimming pool, the darkness, the plastic wrapped around my face... I sat up quickly, gasping, the room spinning violently around me. A cough ripped through my throat, leaving my chest burning. "Easy." The deep voice froze me where I sat. It made my pulse violently skyrocket as I slowly turned my head towards it, swallowing hard. King Zion stood by the balcony door, looking at me. The sunlight outlined his body, from his broad shoulders down to his strong muscular legs. I waited for the wave of hatred towards him to rise, but instead, heat bloomed low in my stomach as I stared at him. "You're awake," he said, stepping inside. The image of his face lighting up for just a sec
King ZionThe reports before my eyes blurred, for the hundredth time. I rubbed my hand over my eyes, then looked again, but everything seemed not to sink. The Council wanted reports on the border security, the treasury report needed my approval, and the eastern villages required additional grain supplies before the week ended. All matters required my attention, and yet every road in my mind led to one place: the slave's face, her body trembling beneath me as she orgasmed. Her scent remained heavy inside the office, and everywhere my eyes looked I saw her."Damn it!" I pushed the reports forward and stood, pushing the chair backwards. I looked at the time on the watch; it was exactly 5 O'clock in the evening. I was supposed to go swimming around seven, but since my mind was playing tricks on me, going two hours earlier wouldn't hurt anyone and it would help me clear my mind.I could feel my beast prowling beneath my skin, circling endlessly inside my head like a caged predator. Every f
King ZionThe shift back into my human form was fast and painless, almost as if my mind was being released quickly from a cage. I knew I had shifted into my wolf, but like always, I did not remember what I did in that beast form. It had always burdened me how every month I would lose hours of memor
ReynaFor the first time since Randolf died, I had the luxury of having a decent sleep, and yet my thoughts couldn't let me rest. Even with my wounds healed, I kept on tossing and turning on the bed, my mind revolving around what the healer had said. She had taken me back to her cabin, away from th
Reyna Robinson Fluttering sensations filled my chest and my stomach as soon as his words sank in. The thought of submitting to him, however, had a sudden ache stirring in my mind. He turned on his heel, his towering form heading for one of the doors in his office. "Don't wait for me to ask you to
ReynaHave you ever felt like you were in a bubble, and suddenly someone poked it with a needle, burst it and left you exposed? That is exactly how I felt as I watched the alpha king retreat to the SUV. I wished he'd turn into his wolf and stay trapped in that state; maybe then I would know peace.







