꙳𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑꙳
"Have a sector of the army dispersed to scan the area and report back any activity" I barked out, my eagerness and anger bleeding out of my façade."Hunter, this is madness!" Vivian exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air in exasperation.I ignored her ranting, continuing my walk to my office. Pushing the door open I walked up to the leather chair, my heart thumping slowly as time seemed to still around me. Running my hand along the leather I pushed it back, dropping down ceremoniously on the chair I had despised all my life. Swaying around I smiled wickedly, pride washing over me.If only he could see me now."Hunter!" Vivian's nasal voice broke through my trance. I was forcefully pulled back, coming face to face with her aggravated features. "Don't fucking ignore me!"I smiled, cocking my head to the side, "I'm not. I'm choosing to not listen to you""You are not thinking straight Hunter!" She screamed agitated. "It will be very unwise to send all our warriors on a suicide mission! You are the new Alpha Hunter! You will bring this pack into ruins""I am the Alpha of this pack dear sister so whatever I command is obeyed" I said, slowly."So as the Alpha you want to send all our warriors to look for that foolish girl! Why?" She cried out desperately, angrily glaring daggers at me."That foolish girl is my mate" I answered simply, my low tone challenging her."She is not your mate Hunter" the Luna interrupted, walking into the room with a distasteful scowl etched on her face."She is the Alpha King's mate. You saw what happened to father when he tried to raise a hand to her" Vivian reminded me. I recalled the gruesome scene flashing in my mind. The way the King gripped the Alpha's neck, a deafening growl resonating through the hall. I could not see much soon after I had fallen on my knees, my head bowed in submission. His wolf had paid a visit, his Alpha tone dripping with dominance and authority. Even I could not withstand its power and ferocity. That had cost me my love, my mate. Audrey."Let us not forget, that Audrey girl is going to be a lot of trouble for us" the Luna added, staring directly at me."What do you mean by that mother?" I ask, an eye brow raised my tone demanding an answer."Well you know very well our pack is not the most responsible one out there. We run illegal businesses that girl is well aware of that and if she says a word to the king then" she stopped, her pupils widening with fear. "I don't know what he will do to us especially if he finds out we have been mistreating his precious mate""My mate" I growled, bringing her gaze back to me. Her eyes were cold and distant as they stared into mine, their bright blue a splitting replica of mine. "Bottom line we have to get her back and once she is back no one" I sounded, gazing between the two. "And I mean no one will treat her badly ever again""How do we get that-" I shot her a deadly glare, shutting her down instantly. "How do we bring her back exactly? I mean the king is well, the king""She doesn't deserve to even be near him and now she is his mate. Everything is going to go downhill from here" mother chimed in. For once I could see fear in her eyes.I was no where near afraid, no. I was worried. The king was a powerful old being of immense strength. He had lived for centuries, ampnsgt the first breeds of our kind. We were creatures who had the primal instincts to protect and love our mates and the king had been deprived of his mate for centuries. Now he had mistakes my mate for his and I swore he would not get away with it. "We could get the neighboring packs to team up with us to finally bring him down" I said vaguely staring at the table deep in thought."That's bullshit it would never work. The King's army is a hundred times more powerful and larger than all the packs combined!" she exploded"Well then we need reinforcements"Immediately Ryker's strong, skilled fingers made contact with Elara's slender neck, a spark of electricity seemed to run through the air. The tension between them was palpable, a living, breathing thing that pulsed with anticipation. Ryker's touch was firm, yet gentle, as he worked out the knots and kinks in Elara's muscles. Her eyes fluttered closed, her breathing slowing, as she surrendered to the sensation. His fingers danced across her skin, sending shivers down her spine.As he worked, his face remained inches from hers, his warm breath caressing her ear. Cheeks flushed, her lips parting slightly, as she felt the heat emanating from his body. The air was thick with unspoken desire, the attraction between them crackling like a live wire. His hands slid down her shoulders, his thumbs pressing into the tender flesh, sending waves of pleasure through her body. Elara's moan was barely audible, but the Ryker's ears picked up the sound, his fingers stilling. For a moment, they ju
Laughter and chatter streamed from under the door, surrounding Elara as she walks into her chambers and sees her ladies seated together, gossiping about something. Which after they realised she walked in fell silent, clearly revealing she was the esteemed topic on their lips. Sensing the tension and silence that settled her eyes immediately went to Winnie. Winnie was not like Philippa, she was docile, could not tell a good lie no matter what, she was as innocent as a child, sweet, bubbly, talkative and easily influenced so yes she would always be the tattletale of the group. "Winnie, what is all the laughter about?" "Well-" Philippa interrupts, "We were just all chatting" did she just dodge my question? "Winnie tells us Lord Sawyer summoned you to speak, how did it go?" Camila, Winnie and Philippa all look up at Elara, waiting for a response. She scoffs "It went....decently" They all raised a brow, giving questioning looks. No, not decently, horribly, that was how it we
Lord Sawyer is here. This was bound to happen, I was not surprised, simply dreading the forced conversation he would force out of me. 'Be nice' Augustine warned me, nice, I could pretend to be nice. I could pretend like the idea of having to recuperate in his estate did not annoy me. I guess I am the one to blame for that, if my powers had not gotten out of control. I hadn't danced in a long time so I was prepared to be weighed down by my powers but not like this. Augustine tells me I was pit for three days. How mortifying, and father had still not come to see me. One week had passed and not even a letter from him. Maybe it was for the best, Augustine must have lessened the effects of my accident. Anyone who heard what happened would be suspicious, especially him. But I had at least looked forward to a letter. Hm, just whistful thinking but it still hurts. Winnie opens the door to the drawing room for me to walk in. Stepping in, one foot after the other I tried to craft my sweet
ELARAHis midnight dark mane, soft, ethereal, beautiful and full against my fingers. Brushing through, she smiles, rubbing affectionately against his coat. "Such a beautiful boy, that's you, yes you are" she gushes, admiring the elegant steed she had found in the stables. Reluctantly the stable boy had allowed her comb through his coat, no doubt worried I would cause him a scolding. He looked utterly terrified by the idea, taking a handful of time to stare at me like he was not seeing correctly. Another reason for me to ponder how such a magnificent estate had come from the hands of such a man as Lord Sawyer, not a wonder how everyone in the duchy believed him to be a decent man, not knowing what he is capable of. Did anyone truly know him? Or were they just charmed and transfixed by his deceptive appearance and riches. No doubt everything about him screamed eligible bachelor to all; his success in the March, his properties, his name and handsome mask as he paraded himself around.
Now I was beginning to regret not having a plan. Leading by impulse? Horrible decision. And as my feet took me from the beginning of the hall to the end, my fingers tugging and twisting at a lock of my hair I wondered what room was Ryker's. There were six doors, all identical with no distinction of which belonged to who. If I opened the wrong door I could come face to face with one of the male servant. At least I was in the male servants quarters so one of these doors had to be Ryker's Right about now I wished objects could speak. Maybe whisper to me who their owners were. Just wistful thinking. Taking a stand in the middle of the doors, I glanced between them. Maybe the door on the last row? I could just walk up to the door and knock, what is the worst that could happen? "My lady?" The assistant chef eyed me curiously. I gulped. He cocked his head to the side, "What brings you here... " he peaks into the hallways, no doubt wondering why I was here alone. "Alone" "
ELARA Stepping out under the warm sun, the sound of birds singing in the distance brought peace to my soul and I instantly felt better. I had finally managed to convince Winnie to take me outside to the back garden, it was not as extensive as the one back home. This one was more controlled, restricted. Pavements limited the growing trees, the shrubs well cut and trimmed, the flower's beautiful hues were dull. Pathways parted the shrubs, creating a tidy, orderly harmony between civilisation and greenery. Something I appreciated not having at home. Nature was supposed to be allowed to run wild, trees should be permitted to grow as tall and as far as they wished. We dared not restrict those that came before us. They allowed us live and walk on their roots, breathe in the oxygen they gift us, use them for medicine and herbs. I was thankful nonetheless, I would be able to feel some grass and have the golden rays of the sun tou