Chapter 1 .

Bellehaven Isle
Words Count: 2606 | Released on:22/06/2021
*Sequel of The Werewolf King*
Read The Werewolf King first for better understanding of this book.
"It wasn't your motive to hurt me?" She rasped, her voice low but rough, like it hurt her to speak.
And then she went silent to gather her strength, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she
breathed hard. "It wasn't your motive to hurt me?" She repeated, her voice loud and hard. "Don't
lie to me! That's exactly what you wanted!" She screamed, her eyes wild. "You want to hurt me.
You always hurt me. Always."
My body vibrated with anger. She thought that! And why wouldn't she? It's true. I hurt her.
That's all I do. That's what I'm good at.
That's what she expects of me. So that's what she is going to get.
"You must be a sick masochist then. Since you always come back begging for more." I pushed
myself off the wall and walked out.
Adrik is still alive and eating at Nikolai's conscience. Will Nikolai be able to kill him or will he
lose? Ava's wolf is getting weaker. What does that imply? Will Avalyn and Nikolai still be as
strong as ever or will their will to do the right thing and thirst to get revenge get in the way? Will
a third or fourth person get added to the mix? Is their love strong enough to withstand anything
thrown their way? Nikolai said in the beginning that he wasn't sure if Avalyn was his mate, is she
really? What does it mean that Nikolai needs to grow into himself? Are they meant to be
together? Will they get a happy ending? Read The Faye Queen to find out.
The sequel is full of action, drama, revelations, betrayal, heartbreak and of course, romance. It's
going to be a rollercoaster. Consider yourself warned.
Book Two of The Royals series.
Avalyn
The whole week flew by in a blur. Nik and Vladimir were busy discussing the upcoming meeting
of all the kingdoms.
Nat and I took it upon ourselves to help Sofiya feel at home.
The first day, we only managed to show the west wing. It included one main living room, two
smaller living rooms, a sitting room, a library, an indoor swimming pool, an indoor-outdoor
gym, dining room, kitchen, a theatre, a gaming room, an armoury, a wine cellar, a few studies
and numerous bedrooms, of course. There was a staff quarters as well but we left it out of the
tour.
Sofiya was tired after that so we continued the tour of the rest of palace on the next day and of
the pack on the day after that.
Sofiya was still off, as Nikolai put it.
"I'm a bit tired, I'll go take a nap." Sofiya stood up and left to go to her bedroom.
"What's up with her?" Nat frowned.
Today was our last day here and then we were leaving for Bellehaven Isle.
The main pool of the palace was the best pool ever and since Sofiya loved swimming, we
decided to come here.
"I don't know." I sighed and then sat on a built in stool. "She has been this way ever since we
went to Mozog three months ago."
"Is she mad at you for some reason?" Nat asked and took a seat beside me, flailing her legs to
swish the water around.
"I don't think so. I haven't done anything to make her upset." At least I don't think I have.
"You should talk to her." Nat told me.
"We haven't been alone since she got here. I'll talk to her as soon as I get the chance." I
promised.
"Good." She nodded and then pushed me in the water.
I sputtered as I came to the top, only to hear her laughing at me. I pulled her leg, making her fall
in the pool too and then I continued to laugh at her.
We heard the doors opened and we turned to look at the wolf who came in. He bowed before
looking at me. "The Alpha has asked for your presence in his office."
"Thank you, Karl." I smiled and he blushed before bowing and then left hurriedly.
Nat snickered. "Literally everyone in the palace has a crush on you."
"What?"
"The fact that you care enough to remember everyone's names and are so kind and caring
towards everyone makes them like you instantly. Plus you give out this energy that makes people
gravitate towards you. That makes people like you more." She grinned. "It's cute."
"Really?" I vaguely remember Dimitri had told me something along the lines of the pack
members wanting me to to like them. But I didn't know that they gravitated towards me.
"It's more cute because you are absolutely clueless about your charms, Avalyn." She rose out of
the water and I followed.
"It won't be very cute when Nik knows that so many people have a crush on me." Poor souls.
"Oh yes. He's going to be growling and exerting dominion on everyone who even looks at you."
Her eyes grew mischievous.
"Don't you dare!" I pointed a finger at her. I just know she will subtly tell him just to pull his leg.
But then it will get in his head and he will probably order everyone to not look at me or
something absurd like that.
She started laughing and then we both went to the changing rooms and changed out of our
swimsuits after a quick shower.
We parted ways after that and I went to Nik's office.
"Took you long enough." Nik commented when I entered.
"I was swimming." I smiled and pecked his lips.
"Fine." He said and I moved to stand behind him and gave him a shoulder massage to lighten his
stress while he worked on his laptop.
"You called for me?" I said after a while.
"Just a second." He finished typing something and then shut his laptop before he pulled me on
his lap.
"We will be leaving for Bellehaven Isle tomorrow morning, we will reach by late afternoon and
then have the rest of the day to rest. The VARS starts at midnight. It is a two part meeting and
will be there for two consecutive nights. The first night will be discussions about the happenings
in Kingdom. The second night will be the discussions about the businesses among the
kingdoms." Nik explained and I nodded along.
That shouldn't be too complicated.
"Sometimes it also extend to three nights if the time isn't enough."
"Why do you look so worried?" His face was impassive but I saw the worry he was trying to
conceal in his eyes.
"Bellehaven is a beautiful island. I have a little... tiff with the High Council. But it's nothing we
need to worry about, this meeting is going to be professional and the...tiff is personal. What I'm
really worried about is that the rulers of the Kingdoms are not... kind." His told on my waist
tightened. "You may see things you don't like. Scratch that, you will see don't like."
"Things like?"
"Violation of slaves. I'm talking about abuse, torture, debasement, molestation...things that don't
happen in Soare-Luna." His steelish grey eyes were fixated on mine, keenly observing me.
"Can't we do anything about it?" I asked softly, playing with the buttons on his shirt.
"Bellehaven Isle is neutral ground for all supernaturals. No fights on the island—it's one of the
few rules no one breaks. Not unless someone want to declare war. Those kingdoms are rigid in
their own ways and take offence at the slightest hint of threats. Vladimir and Sofiya have
recently regained peace in Mozog and not without difficulty. With a baby on the way, we do not
want to create problems for them and create an atmosphere of war." He stilled my fretting h
ands by holding them.
"But that does not mean we tolerate disrespect of any kind. We won't be the first one to issue the
threat of war but that does not mean I will step back if someone oversteps." His eyes held a dark
promise. A promise of bloodshed. "I don't mind killing a couple dozen of vampires with a wrong
sense of superiority complex."
"I don't want a fight." I told him. I really, really don't. Especially when we've just gotten over
with one.
No one truly wins a war, both the sides loose, just one more than the other.
"Neither do I." Nik nodded. "Which is why I wanted you to warn you about this so you aren't
shocked when you see something and get angry. And under no circumstances will you use your
powers," he ordered firmly. "At least not unless you need to defend yourself, which will be
highly unlikely because people tend to refrain from attacking the Queen."
"Thank you." I told him. "I'll take care."
"I need your promise Avalyn."
"I promise." Anything to stop a war.
~~~
Next day
Bellehaven Isle.
We had flown to the beautiful island of Bellehaven, which was a little off the eastern coast of the
main Supernatural Island. As the name suggested, it was the epitome of beauty and heaven on
earth. I hadn't seen a lot, just from the window of the horse carriage that had come to pick us up
from the airport.
The place looked like the only season they had was spring. It was green all over with the most
beautiful scenery with wild horses, deers, rabbits here and there. The only sound I could hear
was of our carriage, chirping of multiple birds and of the nature. I had a hitch that no
modernisation had taken place here. The only humans on this island were slaves. And I think
they liked it that way. They wanted to keep their old ways intact. It wasn't necessarily a bad
thing. The best thing about it was that the land was pure and beautiful.
From what I had heard, Bellehaven had two palaces. One was for the High Council where
visitors were strictly prohibited. And the other one was specifically for meetings and visitors.
The explanation Nik gave me that 'the old bats consider themselves too superior to fight and they
are paranoid that everyone is always out for their blood. That's why the three old warts don't
gather in the same place outside of their private palace. They don't want all three of them dead
together, in case of attack.'
He clearly wasn't their fan, for some reason. He had once mentioned that they didn't stop Adrik
or help Montana, which is why he didn't like them. But I believed that they had their reasons.
And the overall work they were doing was good, their cause was good, so I didn't mind them.
The enormous palace was made out of purple bricks-tones with red roof tiles with yellow
windows and arches. It was beautiful. The tallest column had a huge golden bell hung inside it.
The pathway was also made out of yellow bricks, place in a circular pattern with an open green
expanse on either sides of it. There were multiple bird fountains and benches for people to sit on.
Slaves walked around leisurely with baskets on their hips, collecting apples from the trees and
cherries from the bushes. All of them had a thin collar made out of twisted vines around their
necks, claiming them as a property of the high-council. They didn't look troubled or tortured in
any way, in fact, they looked like they were in heaven. It made me realise that the people of
Bellehaven must be good people.
Our carriage came to a stop at the entrance of the palace. Nik helped me get off and extended his
arm. I took it and we walked down the deep purple carpet and into the high arched entranceway.
On either sides of is were glass walls and encased in them were men and women like
mannequins. What shocked me was that all of them were making out, giving each other pleasure
of some kind or having sex. They seemed aware of our presence but they simply didn't care.
None of them met out eyes, they were too engrossed in their acts.
"King Nikolai, Queen Avalyn," a old man who clearly held a lot of authority greeted us with a
smile on his face. He had a white beard that reached his knees, kind blue eyes and a welcoming
smile. He was also wearing a red cloak with deep purple designs on it. It was look. "Prince
Vladimir, Princess Sofiya, Prince Dimitri," he smiled at the couple who were following us and
now stood by our sides. "It's an honour for us to have you come and bless our home with your
presence."
I had asked Nik why the rest of our family hadn't come and he said that even though Soare-Luna
was for both werewolves and vampires, according to the High Council, we were a pack. So they
would be attending WARS—Werewolf Annual Royal Summit instead. The only reason Dimitri
was here was because he was Sofiya's brother and Nikolai's beta.
A smile slid across my lips, "the honour is ours..." A blush coated my cheeks, I didn't know who
he was.
"Forgive me for not introducing myself, Queen Avalyn. I am Elder Orlando," he said, not
offended in the least. "I am the Head of the Vampire High Council."
"Pleased to make your acquaintance, Elder Orlando." I smiled. "Bellehaven Isle is beautiful."
"You floor me, Queen Avalyn," he gave me another smile and then his eyes slid to Nikolai
before quickly shifting back to me, "forgive me for cutting our chat short but I need to greet all
the incoming guests. Slave Oliver will lead you to your apartment quarters." He motioned
towards the slave towards his right. The slave bowed.
"Thank you," I nodded and then Oliver silently led us past multiple hallways before he stood in
front of a set of double doors that were guarded by two warriors.
"This is your apartment quarters, your Highnesses." Oliver bowed. "The meeting starts at twelve
am. I shall come back to show you to the Council Room." And with another bow, he left.
Nikolai let out a breath and then the guards opened the doors for us.
The space was very similar to the apartment quarters back in Mozog. It must be a vampire
thing—the similarity in their housing structures.
Apparently the Lords and Ladies of Mozog had arrived before us because I caught Rhazien,
Jessica and Ezra engaged in a conversation with two other men. All of them stood up when we
entered and then bowed.
"Rise." Nik uttered his words since we landed on Bellehaven. What was up with him? I'll talk to
him later.
They stood straight again and smiled.
"These are the new Lords that I have appointed," Vladimir walked further in and motioned
towards the man with the mahogany skin tone, "this is Jester, Lord of Treasure," he said and
Lord Jester tipped his head with a smile. I smiled back, "and this is Marc," he motioned towards
the man who was packed with muscles and looked like he was void of emotions altogether,
"Lord of Arms of Mozog." They were the ones who replaced Leikos and Darius.
"It's a pleasure to meet to, King Nikolai, Queen Avalyn." Both of them said.
"Likewise." Nik and I said with a smile.
The men and Ezra left to do some final preparations for the meeting so Jessica, Sofiya, Tessa and
I grouped together for a good old spa day, sweets and gossip.

Chapter 2 . VARS 1
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Avalyn
"Wait! Mistress!" Tessa stopped me.
I turned around and looked at her in question. That's when I saw that she was dressed up too—or
maybe dressed down.
She was wearing a see through, barely there red lace bra and matching panties. She was wearing
sky high heels I couldn't even imagine standing in.
Her hair was braided stylishly and two loose tendrils framed the side of her face. And for a
change, she had applied makeup too. And again, what shocked me was that she was wearing
gold ornaments but they looked more like chains. A thin gold chain went around her neck, one
went around the small of her waist and both of them were connected by another chain that passed
from between her breasts. She had chains around her wrists and ankles too.
"What is this?" I asked her.
"Today is your first ever Royal Summit, Mistress. All the Kings and Queens will be attending
and with them will be their slaves. I have learned that having a perfect slave with you is very
helpful and is a status symbol for the elites. With your permission, I would like to come with
you. I promise I will be a perfect slave and make you proud." She replied with a hopeful look in
her eyes and a anticipatory smile.
"You don't need to do this, you are more than just a status symbol, Tess." I shook my head. I
know how much she doesn't like people ogling her. And though the clothes she had worn were
more than what a normal slave would wear, it was still far too less than her usual clothing which
was a normal top and shorts except when it got cold.
Nikolai wrapped his arm around my waist and pressed my back against his chest. He kissed the
shell of my ear. "She's going to be fine. Let her do this for you."
"You knew about this?" I asked him.
"Yes." He replied. "Open that box." And then motioned towards the jewellery box that laid on
the bedside table.
I picked it up and opened it. Inside, rested a thin collar entirely made out of diamonds and the
middle, a blood red ruby stones encrusted in the shape of the crown which were bordered with
gold. A delicate but strong gold chain leash was attached to it too. It was beautiful.
I picked the collar up with gentle hands and placed the box aside. "You had this made for her?" I
was utterly shocked.
"She's served you fairly well."
"Thank you." I smiled with gratitude before I looked at Tessa. Her eyes were lowered. "Look at
this, Tess!"
Tessa looked up at my words and her eyes widened when she looked at the collar in my hand. "Is
this for me?" She whispered in awe.
"Yes." I grinned at the shocked girl. "Nik had it made for you. And now you won't have to worry
about anyone else touching you too."
Tessa bowed down deeply in Nik's direction. "Thank you, King Nikolai."
"You're welcome." He nodded and she rose.
"Take your hair aside." I ordered gently and she collected her hair to the side and quickly turned
around.
I put the collar around her neck and used the key to lock it from behind her neck.
I also noticed that the panty she had worn was actually a thong. I felt a little bad but then I let it
go.
I handed the key back to her. She looked confused as to why I did that.
"I don't expect you to wear it all day. It's your collar, your life, your choice." I caressed her
cheek.
She leaned in my touch. "Thank you Mistress."
"You're very welcome." I smiled.
She bowed and then kneeled down next to me.
"You don't need to crawl, you can walk." I told Tess.
"No." Nikolai shook his head. "A slave crawls next to her Mistress, Ava. Especially in formal
settings."
"But we can made our own rules now, Nik." I told him. We were the King and Queen, we could
surely do that.
"We are already pushing it by taking only one slave. Please, just trust me, okay?" He pecked my
lips.
"Okay." I kissed him back. If this would have been earlier, I would have argued with him about
it. But now, I knew that he knew something I didn't and he was worried about me. I remember
what he said back in his office but it can't be too bad, can it?
"Have I told you that you look beautiful?" Nikolai whispered against my temple.
"You can say it again." I smiled. He had been a little distracted ever since we arrived but I jotted
it down to nerves. It was our first official outing as the rulers of Soare-Luna after all.
"You look beautiful, Moya Lyubov. You are the most beautiful woman in the entire universe."
His voice was soft and full of love when he said that.
"Thank you." I pecked his lips. I had worn a deep red strapless satin dress that flared from my
waist. The upper bodice had intricate gold designs in it. I had specifically told the designer to
make it like that of the designs on the walls that was made out of my and Nik's blood. My hair
were curled but I had kept my long locks open.
Nik liked them open better.
My makeup was done by Tessa who had obviously done it to perfection with a bold red lip. I had
worn my Queen's mantel, the belt at my waist held the scabbard and my red ring matched my
outfit. I had ditched the sceptre but Nik had taken his.
And of course, my crown.
And then I whispered against his lips, "you look handsome, Mi Alma."
He did.
He had worn a full sleeved black tunic with red and gold embroidery that matched mine along
with black pants. He looked every inch of the King he is with the crown that sat on top of his
head, the robe, the sword at his hip, the ring that matched mine in his finger and the sceptre.
"Thank you." He kissed my cheek. "I see you've been working on your Spanish?"
I nodded, "Papa is teaching me during our daily runs through the trails. He says that we shouldn't
forget our roots. And it means 'My Soul'." I smiled but scrunched my nose.
"He's absolutely right. What is it?"
"Doesn't sound quite right. I think I should keep looking." I explained.
"You can call me whatever you want." He tucked my lock behind my ear with a smile.
"I love 'Moya Lyubov'. Nothing can top that." I pouted.
"How about 'Mi Amor'?" He suggested and my eyes lit up. It meant 'My Love', which was the
same as 'Moya Lyubov'.
"It's perfect!" I grinned, nodding happily.
"Let's go then." He extended his arm and I took it. I tugged Tessa's leash and she got on her fours
and then we all walked out in to living room where we had decided to meet.
Everyone was already here, except Vladimir and Sofiya, and each one of them had a slave too. It
made me uncomfortable but I didn't say anything.
I wished our family was here too but they weren't related to Mozog so they couldn't come to
VARS. Only Dimitri came because he was Sofiya's brother. Our Kingdom included vampires too
but Nik had said that according to the High Council, we were a werewolf pack. So would be
attending WARS instead, which stood for Werewolf Annual Royal Summit. He said that this
would be the first year we would be invited because we were now a 'true pack' and not just an
'unofficial rogue pack'.
"I'm ready!
" Sofiya came in the living room along with Vladimir.
We smiled at her. "You look amazing." Her bump was enhanced since her pale pink dress which
was form fitting. She had the healthy pregnancy glow and it suited her well.
"Thank you." She smiled and looped her hand through Vladimir and towed him out of the
apartment quarter.
Nik extended his arm towards me and I took it.
I saw Vladimir stop Sofiya at the door and made way for us to go first.
Oliver was helping us to get to the Council room and Tessa was doing a good job of keeping up
with us but I made sure our pace was a little slower. The rest followed after us.
'Ready?' Nik asked me.
'Yes.' I replied. I had drilled it in my head to ignore everything other than the discussion and
keep my emotions in check.
'Good girl.' He replied. I gave him a smile.
When we reached the Council Room, the guards opened the door for us and we entered. The
council room was a circular room and the thrones were placed in such a way that every single
person could see everyone else. Elder Orlando sat on the highest level which was across the
room and right in front of the doors. A level lower than that was for the Royals and floor level
was for the Lords and Ladies. A deep purple mat ran straight down from the door to Elder
Orlando's throne and another mat ran in a circle around the room, along thrones.
Just like the entrance, the council room also had a glass wall in front of the normal stone wall, in
between which slaves covered entirely with purple body glitter were engaged in sex. Some in
pairs of two, some were having threesomes and foursomes. I bit my lip. What was it with
supernaturals and PDA?
We were the second group of Royals here. We passed multiple Lords and Ladies and walked
towards the front. Our Kingdom's Lord and Ladies settled in that section as well. A little further
down the aisle, Vladimir and Sofiya took their thrones too. Nik and I continued walking ahead.
According to what Nik said, the seating arrangements were according to the hierarchy. Oliver
gestured us to our conjoined throne.
"Elder Orlando," Nik said formally before Nik we sat side by side. I tugged Tessa's leash and she
kneeled beside my throne, half facing me. Her head was straight but her eyes were lowered. Her
knees were spread apart and her hands were on her thighs. Perfect slave position.
On the throne in besides us, sat a couple. The lady had mahogany coloured skin tone. Her ears,
neck, wrists, waist and legs had jewellery all over them— all of them delicate and more beautiful
than anything I had ever seen. Her vivid green eyes popped out and they were focused on us. The
man who sat beside her had a skin colour darker than her's, his long dreads were half tied at the
back of his head and he too had green eyes. The couple were a sight to behold.
'That's King Ciro and Queen Rhapsody of Kingdom Krajini.' Nik mind linked me. 'The Kingdom
with affinity with Earth.'
They nodded at us in sync. A sign that they have been together for a long, long time. "King
Nikolai, Queen Avalyn. Pleasure to meet you."
"Pleasure to meet you too, King Ciro and Queen Rhapsody." Nik said and I smiled at them
warmly. They seemed really nice and I liked them. Queen Rhapsody's eyes softened at me a bit
and she inclined her head at me.
"King Josias of Kingdom Voda incoming." The guard at the door announced before the doors
opened.
'Kingdom with affinity with Water.' Nik told me.
Nat had once told Sof and I that a Lord from Voda kingdom had cursed her because he didn't do
anything for her down there. It surely won't be the King or else we would have known but I'm
curious to know who it will be.
Inside came... Papa?
What?
Why does he look exactly like Papa? A deep pit started forming in my belly.
Nik stiffened.
He walked down the aisle and sat on the throne in front of King Ciro and Queen Rhapsody's. It
was made for a single person, which meant he didn't have a mate.
"Elder Orlando," he inclined his head before taking his seat. His head snapped to us. "Avalyn,"
King Josias said, his voice cold and his ocean blue eyes held a glint of recognition in them. He
wasn't Papa. I know that.
He is Papa's twin.
Papa has a twin?
Why didn't I know this before?
He looked like he hated me. But why?
I have so many questions.
"Queen Zakyra of Kingdom Poziarne incoming."
"It's the kingdom with affinity with fire.' Nik informed me.
The doors opened I bit my tongue at what I saw.
Eight slaves walked in, carrying a palanquin made out of gold over their shoulders. Four were on
each side as they carried the palanquin to the middle of the aisle. The palanquin It's was so large
that it should have been a carriage instead. Plus it was made out of gold so it must be heavy, way
too heavy for humans to carry, especially with a person inside.
Another slave appeared from the back and went down on his hands and knees besides the
palanquin. The door of the palanquin opened and Queen Zakyra stepped on the slave like he was
a step, wearing pointy heels, and then stepped on the floor.
She had thick red hair and had only worn a red lacy bra that hid nothing and a translucent skirt
with a veil over half of her lower face— much like what belly dancers wear. She gracefully
strode ahead, "Elder Orlando," inclined her head and sat on the throne next to King Josias'
throne.
Her yellow eyes that were thickly lined with kol snapped towards Nik and a sultry smile formed
on her lips. "King Nikolai," and then her eyes flickered to me with disinterest, "Queen Avalyn",
and then slid back to Nik, "a pleasure." She purred.
I stiffened.
It was hate at first sight.
"King Xillian of Kingdom Ovzdusia incoming."
'The Kingdoms with affinity with air.' Nik said, his voice dripping with disdain. I wasn't sure
why.
The doors opened and King Xillian stepped in. Unlike every man in the room, King Xillian was
shirtless and only wore black leather pants and had adorned the normal kingly accessories like
the mantel, the belt with the sword and the sceptre. The entirety of his thick arms were covered
with black tattoos. But what bothered me was that the air in the room shifted. It became... darker.
I immediately understood that King Xillian was a man everyone feared and was not to be taken
lightly. He leisurely walked over to the front. "Elder Orlando." With a nod, he took his seat on
the throne next to Queen Zakyra's.
He took in a deep breath, as if he was breathing in all the scents and then his...silver, almost
translucent eyes snapped to me and he smiled a deadly smile. "Pleasure." His eyes raked over me
and darkened.
I felt Nik's boiling anger but he masked it very skilfully.
Elder Orlando stood up and looked at all the people gathered. "I, Elder Orlando, the Vampire
Head of the Supernatural High Council declare The Vampire Annual Royal Summit
inaugurated," his gravelly but strong voice echoed in the council room.

Chapter 3 . VARS 2
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Avalyn
I sat quietly in my seat as the discussions began.
I did not hear a single word.
All I could hear were quivering breaths of the slaves. And the smell of their fear was the only
thing I could smell.
All the slaves present in the room were naked but wore expensive jewellery as shackles.
I saw a female giving a Lord a blowjob in the middle of the meeting. Her face was red and she
was crying without making a single sound. She was clearly having trouble breathing.
The Lady next to him was having her slave lick her high heeled boots clean. He was was doing it
eagerly. But it was so wrong. Was he doing it because of fear of punishment or did he actually
want to do it? All I could think was how wrong it was.
I heard Tessa's heart go erratic and I saw her look up, somewhere near the end of the room. I
followed her gaze and saw a man stroking himself as he looked at stared at her. He licked his lips
hungrily, his fangs showing. Tessa let out a shuddering breath.
I'm not going to have her look at this bullshit. I placed my hand on top of her head and her eyes
automatically lowered but her fear grew.
I tugged her leash and she looked up at me in question. There were tears in her eyes. I patted my
thigh silently, motioning her to rest her head on me but her eyes furrowed, not knowing what I
meant.
I've never given her such commands, I've never had to train her. Now I wish I had.
I wasn't going to just pull her leash to yank her closer, it would hurt her. I extended my hand and
hooked a finger her collar and gently pulled her closer to me, enough for her entire body to touch
my right leg. I released her collar and then placed my hand on her cheek. I guided her to rest her
head on my thigh so that she was facing me and me only.
Now she would only be able to see me.
A soft sigh left her lips and her arm coiled around my leg after she mouthed a 'thank you'. I gave
her a soft smile and kept caressing the side of her face, hoping to give her a slice of peace in this
hell. Her eyes closed and her heartbeat went back to normal.
I tried to focus back to the meeting but I couldn't hear a word.
My eyes fell on Queen Zakyra. She had a slave crouched beneath her throne and she used him a
footrest. The way he was so still, I knew he had been doing this for a very long time. But since I
was so focused on him, I could hear the slight change in his breathing patterns that he tried very
hard to control and how he would shift his knee very so little. It had to hurt.
She had another young girl kneeling besides her throne and she used her head as a hand rest and
her fingers would caress her hair, almost unknowingly. The girl, unlike the boy looked new and
was clearly terrified— her heart rate was a dead giveaway.
My gaze fell on a Lady seated further down the room. She too used a slave like her personal
footrest. She had another well built slave standing besides her and she was stroking him, her long
nailed fingers lightly teasing him. He was already wearing a cock ring and his shaft had turned
almost blue. He was standing besides her and his hands were placed at his sides, tightened into
fists. He was clearly trying very hard to control himself.
She must have been doing this to him since the meeting started.
My eyes flickered to the clock. Almost two hours had passed. Fuck.
I felt Nik's wolf trying to calm me. It wasn't working very well.
All I could focus was on the poor slave on the stool. I couldn't even imagine what punishment he
will receive if he looses control.
I could hear his shuddering breaths and wildly beating heart. Sweat was beading down his
forehead.
My heart felt for him. I need to help him.
My eyes flickered to Nik. He looked focused on something King Josias was saying. I need to
listen to them too.
"....we took care or the attacks... Verdura Pack...Alpha Alphonso....fucking asshole....won't
bother us again...." I barely caught the words.
I could feel the blood rushing through my veins, ready to unleash the power I yielded.
"Thank you, King Josias." Elder Orlando concluded. "Let's take a break for an hour and then we
can finish with Kingdom Krajini and then Kingdom Ovzdusia." He rose. Which meant our turn
was done. I completely missed it.
I patted Tessa's cheek and she quickly shuffled away a little before I shot up from my seat.
I need to get out of here before I kill these people.
"Go back to our living quarters with Dimitri, I will be there in some." Nikolai didn't need to tell
me twice.
I tugged Tessa's leash before I stalked out of the Council room. Dimitri walked on my other side
and both our slaves easily kept up with our stride.
Once we were out of the Council Room, I released Tessa's leash. My hands shook.
"Mistress?" She sounded confused and hurt.
"Stand up," I snapped and she scrambled to her feet, looking at me with wide eyes. "Walk," I
strode to our living quarters.
"Avalyn," Dimitri called, I turned to glare at him. Why did he want to stay here? Why was he
making me wait here a second longer?
He was holding Tessa's leash along with his slave's too. It pissed me off further. His eyes
flickered to a woman passing by us. She was looking at us in curiosity and then at Tessa with
dark, lustful eyes.
Dimitri gave me a smile which was extremely fake, "thank goddess I caught your slave from
running away, Queen Avalyn. You must punish her."
A hiss left my mouth. "Why would I p—," he interrupted me by slapping her ass hard. A
shocked gasp left my mouth and Tessa whimpered but remained silent, tears growing in her eyes.
How fucking dare he?
"Good job," the woman nodded and twisted her lips. "These humans should be disciplined. How
dare she run away from the Queen?"
"She's new and is being a brat because she hasn't been broken in yet." Dimitri lied through his
teeth with a believable malicious grin, "I guess we will be having fun after the meeting ends."
The woman raked her eyes over Tessa in hunger, "I believe I can brake bratty slaves fairly
quickly. We still gave two days here...," she swiped a tear off Tessa's cheek with a finger and her
tongue darted out to lick it clean, "I would be happy to help." Her eyes flickered red when she
looked at Tessa again.
Tessa looked terrified but stayed rooted to her spot, like she was scared that one move will be the
end of her.
"I'm not sure if a fair Lady such as yourself will be able to stomach what I'm about to do to her."
Dimitri flirted with the Lady.
And she let out a fake ass laugh and placed her hands with freakishly long nails on his chest and
trailed them down to his crotch suggestively, "oh, you underestimate me, Prince Dimitri. I
believe that we could punish this slave as foreplay and then we can have our own fun," and then
she circled Tessa's breasts with the tips of her nails, "and maybe she can join in the fun later too."
Anger surged through me like wild fire.
Dimitri wants to fuck this vile nymphomaniac? Fine. I'm not going to tolerate anyone
disrespecting Tessa like this!
But before I could open my mouth, Dimitri opened his trap.
"Look at her all scared now," Dimitri laughed and grabbed Tessa by her waist and pulled her
against himself, "but unfortunately for me, she belongs to Queen Avalyn," he motioned towards
my pissed off form and then his smile brightened. "She's extremely pissed at her slave, as you
can see. I don't believe we will get the opportunity to touch her slave as of now."
Is he really dumb enough to believe that I'm pissed at Tessa instead of him?
I let out a growl of warning, stalked to him, wanting to take Tessa away from these two people. I
can't fathom that Dimitri would be like this!
I couldn't stop staring at him. This is not Dimitri. What is wrong with him?
"I believe it's time to go, Lady Pesre. It was a pleasure meeting you," Dimitri inclined his head
towards her, tossed Tessa over his shoulder and then walked towards me before I could make it
to him.
'We need to leave, Avalyn. Let's go to our quarters and I promise I'll explain everything.' He
mind linked me.
I pressed my lips together and then whirled around and strode there.
Dimitri entered just behind me and shut the doors after us. He placed Tessa on the floor and her
trembling legs gave out, after which she fell down to her knees.
She scrambled close to me, clutching my legs as her body vibrated with controllable sobs. "I'm s-
so sorry, Mistress."
"There is nothing you need to apologise for." I placed my hand on her head, assuring her that she
was safe and nothing would happen to her.
"Explain yourself, Dimitri," I demanded quietly. "I'm fucking pissed. You better have a good
explanation or else we are going to have a problem."
He sighed and rubbed his hand over his face, much like Nik did when he was tired and frustrated.
"A slave not kneeling next to her Mistress in bad. Her standing away from her with a loose leash
is even worse, Avalyn. It looks like she ran away, and runaway slaves are brutally punished or
killed."
"But she didn't! I left her leash! Voluntarily!"
"That's even worse. You releasing her leash in public as good as saying that she isn't your slave
anymore and she is fair game to anyone else," he explained and my jaw dropped. "Why did you
release it anyways?"
"I was pissed! She shouldn't have to kneel, or crawl or wear a leash like a dog." A scowl formed
on my face as I pulled Tessa to her feet and immediately unhooked her leash.
"Did you see how those people were treating those slaves? It makes my skin crawl! It makes me
want to kill every single person who so much so even looks at them the wrong way." I hissed. "I
know all of you believe it's your 'culture and tradition' to have slaves but I'm not going to follow
it anymore. I am done. I don't care, Tessa is not coming out anymore. And I fucking dare you,
Dimitri, you are not laying another hand on her to make yourself look 'cool' or 'get a piece of
ass'," I said, menacingly, "you won't like what I would do."
"I was just trying to prot
ec—" he shut up at my glare and lowered his head, "I'm sorry."
"What happened?" Nikolai asked. I didn't even realise he had arrived.
"Ask your brother." I snapped.
Dimitri recounted the events to Nikolai who kept nodding and then looked at me, "he was right.
One little slap is nothing, anyone else would have punished her on the spot and let others
participate just for the heck of it."
My jaw dropped. Was this really the norm? Is this how everyone truly behaved?
I am disappointed.
"I did it to stop you from saying something that would have gotten Tessa in trouble. She was
clearly interested in her," Dimitri justified in a gentle voice. "That was the only motive behind
my words and actions."
I understood his reasoning, I got what he was saying. This was more like the real Dimitri I knew.
But I was just so angry!
"But-but you said—"
"We are the people in powerful positions, Moya Lyubov," Nik's words were soft as he circled his
arms around me, "our actions speak for the Kingdom. And they can affect Vladimir and Sofiya.
These people see kindness as weakness. Especially towards humans. And once you show a single
weakness, just see just how ruthlessly people will drill it to bring you down."
I knew this.
A pack is only as strong as their weakest link. That was why Nik had every single people in our
Kingdom train hard. Even our omegas were as strong as a healthy wolf in another pack. Dimitri
and Andrei were as strong as normal Alphas. And Nikolai was stronger than any vampire or wolf
I had ever seen.
And yet, all these men trained every single day. That's why other packs were scared of Soare-
Luna, that's why they thought not twice but multiple times before crossing us. And if word got
out that we care about our slaves that much, about weak, defenceless humans that much, we
would be an easy target.
I melted against his embrace and then fought against the tears that threatened to rise up my eyes.
"I hate it, Mi Amor," I whispered. "I wish it wasn't like this."
His hold on me tightened. "One day, it won't be. We will work hard for it. Just have patience, my
Love." The way he said that... it seemed like he had a plan. And it scared me.
I got out of his embrace and hugged Dimitri, "I'm sorry. And thank you for what you did."
"It's fine, Avalyn." He hugged me back. "And just for the record. I didn't want a 'piece of her ass'
as you put it," my cheeks flamed up at my crass words, "I have better standards than that." He
smirked.
"Point noted." I giggled.
Nikolai
We went back to the Council Room after that.
Everyone were back to their places when we entered so we simply walked down the aisle and
took our thrones.
"Kingdom Prajini, you may begin," Elder Orlando said.
King Ciro got up from his throne. "Prajini is a peaceful Kingdom, we do not partake in attacking
other Kingdoms," he shot a glare towards King Xillian.
"The internal peace of my Kingdom in incomparable. Six months ago, we set up numerous
Redressal Courts throughout the kingdom that maintain peace throughout the kingdom. Through
the Redressal Court, the justice is quick, just like it should be. Grievances are settled in under
forty eight hours of the complaint registered. Punishments are issued according to the law. If in
case anyone is not satisfied, they may forward the complaint to my court and I review the
decision of the Redressal Court and make changes if necessary."
This is actually not a bad idea at all. This way the pressure on the Royal Court is lessened and
people won't have to wait weeks to seek justice.
"What if one of the judges is handing out unjust punishments?" Elder Orlando asked.
"I check into the matter if I observe that a lot of people are forwarding their case to the Royal
Court after it has been through a particular Redressal Court. I change the judge if necessary."
"You can set up a committee at the palace that reviews the sentences doled out by the judges at
all times. They can notify you immediately if a wrong judgement is passed." I suggested. That
way, no one will have to suffer. Not everyone forwards their case to the Royal Court.
"Thank you, King Nikolai. I shall take the suggestion into consideration." He nodded.
I nod back.
"The external peace of my Kingdom, however, is another matter. King Xillian has been sending
people to attack and loot my country." He shot King Xillian a look.
"King Xillian?" Elder Orlando prompted him for an explanation.
"King Ciro owes me three million dollars. He had taken a loan from me and is unable to repay it.
I had set up a funding in my Kingdom for everyone who to wished to give Prajini a loan and earn
a profit out of it after a year's time. One year was finished three months ago and he has yet to pay
me and my people back. The Kingdoms is restless and angry. The attacks are solely made by
personal individuals and not by my country." A smirk formed on Xillian's face.
I knew he was lying but there was no calling out his bluff. There is no way for us to prove
otherwise.
Vladimir had told me about King Xillian's debt trap policy. He gives out large amounts of loans
to those in need but gives them a ridiculously short amount of time to repay the large sum. This
makes the receiver of the loan indebted to him. And then he asks for the atrocious ways of
repayment.
"I have told you that I need an extension of time." King Ciro thundered. "And you should learn
how to control your people. You might just ask for a war you can't win."
It was no secret that the Prajini army was one of the best armies out there.
"Is that a threat?" King Xillian's eyes darkened.
"Depends on if you can control your people or not." King Ciro hissed.
"You are in no position to make demands." King Xillian shot out of his seat.
"Everyone will remain seated." Elder Orlando commanded. "The first person to attack someone
else is directly issuing a threat of war to all the Kings present here and the great Enforcer Army.
I'm sure you don't want to fight a war against six armies, King Xillian."
He hissed in anger.
Yes. Fucking asshole. Sit your ass down.
"Take your seat, King Xillian." Elder Orlnado ordered. I smirked as he sat his ass back on the
throne.
"We will discuss business tomorrow night." He hissed at King Ciro.
"Bring me a slave." He snarled. "No. Bring me two."
A low growl escaped my throat.
King Xillian was infamous for this.
I couldn't stop him because it wouldn't be my slaves he would use. He brings an entire entourage
of them from his own kingdom.
Two slaves walked in, holding a chest. Which probably held all the equipments. And then behind
them, two terrified young females entered.
I felt a burning in my chest and then realised it was Ava.
I saw Vladimir take Sofiya out of the room. She could be excused because she wasn't the Queen
and was pregnant.
Ava will have to stay put for this. It isn't break time so her excusing herself will be considered an
insult.
'Don't cry.' I told Ava. It was an order mixed with a plea.
It will be considered a weakness. She will be a target of attack if people think that she is weak.
Xillian grabbed a female by her hair and threw her on the floor. Then he opened the chest and
took out a whip.
I felt Ava tremble with anger.
'You will stay still, Avalyn.' I said through the mind- link. 'No emotions and no magic at all. And
absolutely no healing the girl.'
And then he began whipping the girl. Her cries and screams were loud in the room. Blood
sprayed on Xillian's body and more blood started pooling on the floor as the more whips licked
her body and life started draining out of her.
'Ava, please.' I pleaded. 'I need you to maintain your composure.' Her heartbeat and breath was
accelerating with an alarming speed.
'I c-can't.' A whimper escaped her.
A gut-wrecking scream escaped the female when he lashed her particularly harshly. Her sobs and
screams increased and the smell of blood was pungent in the air.
And then her screams ceased.
She was dead.
Thank goddess.
Xillian dropped his pants and grabbed the other female and shoved his dick inside her and then
began fucking her.
Elder Orlando watched on as Xillian did what he did, without flinching. It wasn't a news for me.
I know from personal experience that these old shits were sadistic assholes.
I heard a loud moan and saw Queen Zakyra holding a slave's face to her pussy, forcing her to
lick her out. She was actually turned on by this act.
And her eyes turned to me invitingly.
I almost gagged.
A sharp stabbing anger shot through my chest which was Ava's jealousy. I guess she saw that
too.
I would rather look at Xillian than Zakyra.
And that's what I did. I watched Xillian defile the young female as she cried, sobbed and
screamed.
'Just a little bit, Ava.' I tried to soothe her but her link was shut and her eyes were angry. But her
anger was bled through even though she had closed off our connection.
After he was done, he threw her away before he pulled his pants up.
"There is peace in my Kingdom, internally and externally. Nothing has changed since last year."
He smirked. "Thank you for watching my show." And with that, he shot a last glare to King Ciro
before he walked out.
Elder Orlando stood up. "Thank you all for attending today's meeting. We have a little
amusement show organised at eight pm tomorrow, right before the second night of the summit. I
will see you all then. Have a good day." And then he left.
With that, Ava shot out of her seat and we both walked out of the council room.
I know she is absolutely furious. I was too. Because I knew that was wrong. And I couldn't do
anything about it. And because Ava had to tolerate this nonsense.
We were silently making our way back to our living quarters when Rhazien called me. "Nikolai."
I turned around. "What?"
"Javier is here. The Council Room. Now." He told me, his eyes anxious.
Gritting my teeth, I nodded. "Go with her." I motioned to Ava who hadn't stopped along with
me.

Chapter 4 . Dragonfly and Teddy bear

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Nikolai
"What the hell is happening here?" I growled at Javier and Josias who were about to get into a
fight. What he hell was Javier doing here anyways? From the looks of it, he was here to pick a
fight with his twin whom we knew nothing about up until five hours ago.
Dimitri and Marc held Javier back and Josias's men held him back.
"Stay out of this, Nikolai. This is long overdue." Javier hissed.
"You want to fight, go ahead and fight, I don't fucking care. Just not here." Javier fell under my
jurisdiction. Him attacking someone will mean that I commanded it. And there is no way I'm
giving Josias a chance to get all the Kingdoms together to attack me.
We won't stand a chance.
"I'm not a fucking pussy who will run away." Josias hissed at Javier and then looked at me. "My
fight will remain my fight. No one else will get involved."
"I said no!" I growled.
Josias flashed me his fangs.
I brought my wolf forward and Josias's anger lessened. I flashed him my canines and he tore his
eyes away from mine.
"I didn't run away." Javier said, his voice impassive as he talked to his brother. "You will
understand the day you meet your beloved." And then he shrugged out of Marc's and Dimitri's
hold, turned around and left.
'Nikolai you need to come here right now.' Rhazien said, urgency clear in his voice.
'I'm coming.' I replied.
"Javier is family. The next time I see you threatening my family again, you will see my army at
your doorstep. It's not a threat, King Josias. It's a promise." I sneered before I too, walked out.
Ava's burning anger was only growing.
I heard a crash and then the walls vibrated.
Wrenching the door open, I stepped inside our living quarters.
Ava was spitting fire in all her silver haired and blue eyed glory.
The foyer was half destroyed and the banister was half hanging.
Rhazien was standing in front of a wall that had a dent— probably from where she threw him.
It pissed me off. How many fucking times have I told her to not use her powers like this?
She never fucking listens.
And then she apologise after she has released her anger, whilst making false promises that she
never adheres to.
I cracked my knuckles. "Get back, Javier."
He was directly in the line of fire right now.
"You!" Her finger rose and she pointed it at me. There was so much anger in her that her entire
body vibrated with it.
"Vladimir, take Sofiya back to your room." They were looking down from the living room and
this is no place for a pregnant woman. Things are about to get ugly.
Knowing what was to come, Dimitri pulled Rhazien, Jessica, Ezra, Jester and Marc to the side.
Javier was confused but he too remained back.
I look at Ava.
Now I was the only one who was the focus of her anger.
Good. I was fucking angry too.
"You didn't do anything!" She screamed. "You are just as bad as all of them!" Her hands came
up and she pushed them, making me fly behind.
The shelves on the wall crushed under my weight and some collapsed, falling on me.
Fuck.
I stood up again. "You have seen nothing. What you saw was nothing!" I growled. "You have no
idea what goes behind closed doors."
"Then do something!" She growled. "Or let me do something."
"What will you do huh? Fight five armies together?" I took slow measured steps towards her.
She always says that she will not use her powers when she is angry. That she doesn't want to hurt
anybody. Hurt me. But all those promises are forgotten when she's angry. Because goddess-
forbid if anyone pisses her off. The world does not revolve according to us. We need to accept
the way things are, especially those things that are not under our control. She knows this. She
knows we cannot afford a war right now. We are not in a position to deal with the repercussions.
This isn't our land, it isn't our kingdom. We are here as guests. And unfortunately, here, what we
say, doesn't just happen.
I shook my head, clearing my thoughts. It was only my anger that I couldn't shake off. And if I
don't manage to bring Ava's anger down, it's going to be a problem for us.
"If I have to, yes!" She flashed me her canines. "Not that you would know anything about
defending the weak."
She flicked her hand, sending me flying back again.
"All you care about is revenge!" She yelled.
"I did it for you!" I seethed.
Her hand raised again and the glass flower vase came flying at my face.
I caught it in the air and smashed it against the ground.
"Stop this fucking nonsense, Avalyn. I know how to throw things at you too."
Her eyes widened and it pissed her off further.
The next thing that came flying towards me was the couch.
A growl left my mouth. I caught it and threw it aside. It crashed against the wall, making it
crumble. The couch fell on the floor, making a loud noise.
"Have you ever asked what I wanted?" She jabbed her finger in her chest.
I stalked towards her again, mad as fuck now.
"That is not what you were saying when you were stabbing Emilio in the chest and bathing in his
fucking blood!"
She froze me in my place before I could reach her.
I grunted in annoyance.
"That's not what you said when I told you I would make you a fucking palace." I tried to move
my body but except of slight movements, it was difficult.
"Tell me one thing that you wanted and I denied you!" I demanded.
"I want you to stop slavery!" She vibrated with fury.
"Fine!" I growled in anger. "Let's start the good deed right away, okay?" And then my eyes
snapped to Dimitri. "Slash the necks of every fucking slave we have in Soare-Luna the second
we land home. Start with Tessa."
"No!" Ava thundered. Jessica protested too but I paid her no attention.
"Why?" I snarled. "We can't let them go free. You don't want them. And I'm not keeping fucking
humans in my pack for your amusement."
She snarled in anger.
"What do you want, huh? What do you want from me?" I shouted.
I'm tired of her fucking nonsense. She doesn't understand. She never understands me. She doesn't
know the kind of position will be in if we actually do end slavery.
Tears grew in her eyes.
"Don't fucking cry!" I hissed. "Name it. What. Do. You. Want." I pushed myself harder and then
suddenly I was free.
"I -I want—" a shuddering breath left her body.
I walked to her again, daring her to use her powers on me again.
Her body began vibrating with anger. The floor shook. The walls shook. Everything started
rattling and things started falling on the ground, crashing and breaking.
Her hand raised up and I braced myself but nothing happened.
Her eyes widened.
"Step back." Both her arms came up, trying to stop me.
But nothing happened.
Glass pieces from the window behind her came at me and I crossed my arms in front of my face
and ducked.
A growl reverberated through my chest.
I stood up straight again and crossed the foyer to get to her.
Her hands came up again.
"Stop." I growled in my Master tone.
And in the split second she instinctively stopped, I lunged on her.
I grabbed her wrists and spun her around, holding them tightly against her back so she couldn't
move.
I pushed her against the cabinet so her front was pressed against the flat surface.
"Calm down, Avalyn." I said in a soft voice.
"I am calm." She smarted and I pressed her down harder, ignoring her efforts to shake me off.
"I said, calm down." I commanded, my voice hard.
She went limp but her anger remained. I decided that I would try different methods to try to calm
her. Let's try the breathing technique this time.
"Take deep breaths. Inhale." I said, gently but with command in my tone.
When she didn't, I squeezed her wrists till she did.
"Exhale." She breathed out.
"Again." I ordered.
She took a deep breath in and then let it out. I felt her anger simmer down. But just a tad bit.
I could still feel the waves for her anger. A lot gentle than before but it was still present. And
angry Ava is volatile.
"Release me right fucking now!" She screamed, thrashing in my hold now.
This isn't fucking working. And the last thing I fucking want is destruction of this palace. So I
decided to use the most effective method that I knew would work.
"Tessa!" I shouted so she could hear me from wherever she was. The scared slave came rushing
down the stairs. She had tears in his eyes, presumably because of the show was witnessing.
"Kneel." I ordered and Ava started struggling again.
My eyes snapped to Tessa and she jumped to his knees.
I released Ava and she stood up straight and shielded Tessa from me. She brought her hands up
to do something but it didn't work. So she placed her hands on my chest in an attempt to push me
away from herself and her slave. I didn't move an inch. But it pissed me off a lot more.
"Use your powers again and I will drop her heart at your feet." I hissed.
Her hands clenched into fists.
"You asked me to end slavery. I want you to start with the good work. End her." I commanded.
Tears gathered in her eyes at my words.
"No." She whispered.
"Do it." I shouted.
"No!" She shouted back.
"Why not?" I cocked my head. "You asked me to end slavery. I don't like to not fulfil your
wishes. Do it or I will."
She placed her hand on Tessa's head and for a split second I thought she will actually do it, that
she will actually snap her neck.
Tessa's heart was beating so fast that everyone in the room could hear it. But outwardly, she was
perfectly still.
"No," Jessica hissed as she darted to protect her sister.
I growled, asserting my dominance on her till she stopped in her spot, "you have no say in this.
She is Avalyn's property now. Stay the fuck out of this." I swear to god this woman lacked a few
brain cells and a had little too much courage.
"You can't jus—"
"I can't kill her." Ava whispered, her response the one I had expected. Her eyes flickered
between blue and brown before they settled to brown.
"Why not?" I crossed my arms.
Her hair turned back to brown.
My Ava is back.
"Because— because she is innocent." She whispered, her fingers caressing Tessa's hair. Her eyes
closed in relief.
"As opposed all of us," I motioned towards everyone standing in room, pressed against the wall,
"how exactly?"
"Have you all never in your entire life tortured someone for your own amusement?" She fired
with a snarl, not breaking eye contact with me.
"Humans, no." Wolves and vampires who are threats, hell yes. We don't bother ourselves with
measly humans.
Her mouth opened but then closed again. She did not expect that.
And thank fuck Max isn't here right now. I know for sure that he's gotten his hands dirty a couple
hundred times.
And then her eyes flickered between blue and brown again. "You pushed April off the tree.
Dimitri whipped those girls."
"Was it without merit? Was it for our personal amusement?" I demanded.
"But they didn't deserve it!" She growled.
"And we deserve this?" I spread my arms across the room.
That's when she snapped into reality. She saw the destruction she had caused. She saw how the
people she loved had pushed themselves into the corners, afraid to get into her line of sight and
face her wrath.
Her eyes teared up.
And then her eyes fell on Javier who was in shock. She didn't expect him to be here. And I don't
think that he had realised just how dangerous Ava could be until now, if his expression is
anything to go by.
His little firefly was actually more of a dragonfly.
"I —" she started but she stopped and her eyes closed in deep regret.
She staggered and in a flash, I caught her.
Her head rested on my chest and her hands fisted my robe. She's done now. Her anger has finally
submerged.
"Do you have anything so say to Rhazien?"
"Sorry." She whispered.
And she then broke down, sobbing and crying uncontrollably. My hands tightened on her waist
and before I picked her up.
"Get someone to clean the mess. I suggest everyone to get some rest, we have another sleepless
night ahead of us." With that, I carried Ava up the stairs and to our bedroom.
I placed her on the bed but she rose into a sitting position, her cries dimming eventually.
"Leave us." I ordered the two slaves that were kneeling by the walls.
"No wait." Ava called softly, brushing away her tears. "You are hurt."
My eyes followed her gaze and I saw that some shards of glass had pierced the skin of my hand.
"Bring me a first aid kit." Ava ordered.
A female quickly got up and handed her a box before all of them filed out of the room.
She patted the bed next to her and I took a seat there.
She folded my arm so she could see the cuts and then began plucking out the glass pieces with a
pair of tweezers. She winced every time she thought it would hurt me.
"Won't use your powers now?"
She flinched but then replied softly. "My powers scare me. They have hurt you more than they
have helped you."
"You control your powers Avalyn."
"I'm not even sure if I want them anymore. What good are they if they keep hurting people?" A
tear slipped down her cheek, which she promptly wiped away.
"Your powers can be your greatest strength or your biggest downfall. The decision rests in your
hands, Ava." I watched her clean the wounds.
They were small and would heal in an hour.
She looked down at her hands. "I -I get very angry, Nikolai. And it feels like the power is
bleeding out of me and I feel this... urge to release them, or I will combust."
"You are a strong woman, Avalyn. But you need to grow strong mentally. Only then you will be
able to control your anger and your powers. Until then, they will control you."
"And how do I do that?" Her tear filled eyes look up at me with hope.
"It won't happen over night. It takes practice and patience. You have a very long way to go." I
grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her into a soft kiss.
She rested her forehead against mine and closed her eyes and her plump lips parted. "I -I want
you to... I want you to punish me."
"No, Avalyn," I said softly. We were past that stage. We aren't moving backwards, only forward.
"Never ask me that again."
"I —we aren't alone. The responsibility of a lot of lives rest on our shoulders. I need to do better,
I need to learn how to do better. I'm scared that one day I won't be able to control myself and I
will be the reason for the death of many people. Many innocent people." She chewed her bottom
lip. "I won't be able to live with that, Nikolai." She shook her head crying and slid her arms
around my shoulders.
I lifted her on my lap and hugged her to me, letting her cry it out. I buried my face in her neck let
her scent calm me down and she did the same. "You're right. But punishment isn't the way to
learn how to do better. Practice is. I'll help you."
"Okay." She whispered and then remained silent for a while before she asked, "They think of me
as a monster now, don't they?" My arms tightened around her waist. I loved that she was so small
that she would easily fit in my arms.
"No, Love. You are the most compassionate person I've ever known, Ava. If anything, I'm a
monster." She would not be saying this if she knew the sins of my blood.
"You're not a monster, Nikolai." She whispered against my neck. "If anything, you are a...you
are a teddy bear." Her shoulders shook with light laughter.
"Teddy bear, huh?" I ticked her sides and she squirmed. "Let me show you how I'm not what you
claimed I am." I slid my hands down her back and moulded her ass before slapping it.
"That's exactly the kind of spank a teddy bear would give." She giggled.
I flicked my claw out and ripped her clothes before attacking her mouth with mine.
"I'm all wolf, darling."

Chapter 5 . Spartacus
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Nikolai
"I'm sorry." Ava said as soon as she entered the dining room. I didn't expect her to wake up so
early, especially after I wore off pretty good last night. If I knew she would be up, all of us
would have waited for her.
Everyone were already half way through their lunch when they paused to look at her.
"I'm sorry, Rhazien." She apologised, genuine regret floating in her eyes.
"It's fine." He waved it away as if it was nothing. No one really minded it. They knew she was
coming from a good place. I also knew they were worried. A Queen shouldn't loose control so
easily and act out like this. But it hasn't been very long since Ava was in a position of power and
she's doing splendidly in my opinion.
After lunch was over, we settled in the living room, awaiting an explanation from Javier. I mean
I knew he was a strong vampire but the last thing I was expecting was a connection to the Royal
family. This isn't even some far away cousin—we were talking about being the son of the King
here. Javier had been a Prince before he came to Montana and became an Alpha.
"Josias is my twin." Javier started.
"No shit Sherlock." Dimitri muttered.
Javier ignored him. "I'm the older brother."
Now that's what stunned all of us.
Javier is the rightful King of Voda Kingdom?
"I was going to take over the throne but I wanted to travel the world first before I took on all the
responsibilities. I wanted to live as Javier before the world knew me as King Javier of Voda
Kingdom. That's when I met Valerie." His voice turned wistful. "I instantly knew she was my
beloved. It was love at first sight, obviously, and we mated the same night."
"TMI, dude." Dimitri muttered.
Javier ignored him too.
"She didn't know I was the crowned prince of Voda Kingdom and I didn't know that she was the
sole heiress of Montana Pack. We both fell harder because we knew that we liked each other not
because of our power but because of whom we were. But reality set in the next morning when
we realised who we were and that we had responsibilities."
"Jerome and Mary didn't like me at first sight. They didn't want their daughter's mate to be a
vampire. But since we were already mated, there was nothing they could do. However, they
placed a condition in front of me—that I stay in Montana if I wanted to be with Valerie. Because
there was no way they would let me take her to a Vampire Kingdom. There was also the fact that
they couldn't have children, so if Valerie came with me, Montana would be without a leader and
the process of choosing a new Alpha would cause mayhem. A lot of blood would be shed and no
one wanted that."
"There was no one else who could take over Montana but Josias could step in if I happened to
leave. My family was not happy with my decision and told me to choose between them and
Valerie. I made my decision and chose to be with Valerie and became the Alpha of Montana
Pack." He released a pained breath. "Josias and I were the perfect brothers," his face turned sad,
"we were twins, we did everything together, he was my best friend. He threatened me that he
will never talk to me again if I stepped out of the palace."
"But I had already made my choice. I knew I would not survive without Valerie." And then he
looked at Ava who was sitting besides me and was playing with my fingers. Ava's eyes lowered
at his statement. Somewhere deep down, she held the guilt of separating the pair. She knew she
wasn't at fault but she thought that she was responsible for it. "The only reason I'm alive after she
left us is you, Ava. She left me a piece of her. And I don't regret any of it. I would do it all over
again if I have to."
Ava gnawed at her bottom lip as she listened to Javier speak.
A tear splashed down her cheek and she stood up and hugged her father. "I'm so sorry."
"It's not your fault, Firefly." He hugged her. "I have you. That's enough for me. I love you."
"I love you too." I know by her voice that she was trying hard to control her cries.
"You need to talk to Josias. And make amends." She said after she released him.
"If you haven't noticed, we aren't on speaking terms." He forced a smile.
"An apology never hurt anybody." Jessica chimed in. "He was obviously hurt. He thought you
were ditching him."
"I've apologised countless times, kid. He said that my apologies mean shit if I don't do anything
about it. And I'm not going back to Voda Kingdom. I've just gotten Ava back." He put his hand
around Ava.
I knew he wasn't going to change his mind, not unless he wanted to. There was no point in trying
to convince him. He needs to do things his way without our pressure.
"Whatever. Just no fighting." I said and stood up. "Enough storytelling for today. We should get
back to business."
Avalyn
Like yesterday, the men and Ezra left to talk about the upcoming meeting and then Tessa,
Jessica, Sof and I ended up talking. Sof was still a little off with me for some reason. I mean she
wasn't mean to me but she wasn't the same Sofiya I had first met either. It made me overthink
everything but I couldn't think of any reason she could be mad at me. Nat had specifically asked
me to clear things up but I couldn't bring myself to do so. What do I even say to her? She was
talking to me, responding to all my questions and she wasn't doing anything out of the ordinary.
There was nothing I could ask her.
In the evening, we all had a hearty dinner together which wasn't as awkward as lunch. An
amusement show had been organised for us before the meeting that I was dreading very much. I
just hope that it doesn't stretch for another night. I just want to go home.
Around eight, a carriage came to pick us up to take us to the location of the show. And from
Nik's expression, I knew he was not interested in it one bit. But we didn't have a choice. It would
be disrespectful to not attend.
After a twenty minute ride, we came to stop in front of a Coliseum made out of stones and
bricks. And it was enormous in size. I couldn't see the entire structure because we were standing
right at the gate and were too near it. A purple carpet paved our way and Oliver led all of us
inside. A set of grand, circular stairwell that led us up the tower. It had torches that lit up the
insides but Nik kept a tight hold on my hand anyways.
When we reached the top, I looked over the arena and smiled. It was beautiful. The Coliseum
was an open aired, ovoid shaped structure. It was three storey high. The seating area was formed
of concentric rows of stands which were supported by arches built into the framework of the
building. The common public was already seated there, talking amongst themselves.There were s
total of six towers at regular distance which were a storey taller than the rest of the structure. We
were on one of those towers so it meant that one tower was for each Kingdom and one was for
the High Council.
There was a feeling of excitement and anticipation in the air. It was clearly going to be a good
cultural show. Like people doing a play of some event of the past or maybe some traditional
dance form or a circus perhaps.
Why was Nik so tense? I love this. Encouraging culture and tradition like this was so good.
The backside of the balcony, just near the stairs was raised to another level. On which, there was
a huge torch that threw some light on the arena in the centre and next to it was the banner of
Mozog. And where we stood, there were two main thrones for Nik and I and then smaller thrones
besides and behind ours for Dimitri, Ezra, Rhazien, Jessica, Jester and Marc. Vladimir had said
that he and Sofiya wouldn't be coming because she was pregnant. I didn't understand why but I
let it go. Our throne was right in front of the balcony so we had a clear view of everything
happening on the ground.
Once everyone were seated, I saw Elder Orlando stand and come closer to his balcony. His voice
was loud enough for all of is to hear. "Good evening ladies and gentlemen," he greeted and the
crowd cheered.
There had to be at least fifteen thousand people here. This is the largest gathering of
supernaturals I have ever seen.
"How does Bellehaven have so much population?" It wasn't easy for vampires to procreate. Their
fertility was much lower than werewolves.
"This isn't just Bellehaven's people. It's most of the population of the the vampire kingdoms. The
Annual Royal Summits is a huge thing. It's work for us rulers and there are fun and fairs,
competitions, games and various activities for the general public. It's a safe and easy way for
people to connect and meet their mates and beloveds in a neutral setting." Nik explained.
It was a smart thing actually.
"Why don't we have one for both the races? That way the people who have mates of different
species can also meet." I asked.
"It isn't safe for everyone to mingle so openly. People don't show it but rivalry is still very much
prevalent. One wrong word will cause bloodshed or rivalry between two leaders fairly quickly."
Nik said and I nodded. Made sense.
"This year, we gave decided to have a little twist in the Gladiator Competition." Elder Orlando
said. "All of us know that the human blood tastes heavenly after a good workout. It's nicely
warm, more oxygenated and fresh. Imagine how tasty the blood of the winner will be right after
the competition." What the hell is he talking about? I didn't understand what was going on. "So
after the competition, there will be an auction for twelve hours with the winner. Fifty percent of
the money will go to the owner and the other fifty percent will be donated to God Sol's temple in
your name. And it is known that a pleased God Sol means a permanent place in Heaven after
death."
The crowd cheered and hooted again. What the hell is going on here?
There was a scowl on Nikolai's face as he glared straight ahead. His body was coiled tight and
his hands had turned into fists.
"What is all of this, Nikolai?" I could hear the dread in my voice.
"I, Elder Orlando, Head of the Vampire High Council command the Gladiator Competition to
begin!" He announced. That's when I saw that on the ground level, there were jail like gates
below each tower that opened up. There must be one below the tower we sat on too.
Out of each gate, about five to ten humans walked out with a helmet on their head and a steel
sword in their hand. All of them walked in together to the centre, some with apprehension while
some with purpose.
"What's going on, Nik?" My voice was barely a whisper. I finally understood what was going to
happen. But it couldn't be true, could it? These people can't be so cruel.
And them suddenly, a loud trumpet blared that was followed by the deafening roar of the crowd.
The humans took that as a sign and engaged in a wild fight.
"Have you heard about the gladiator fights in ancient Rome?" Nik asked. I shook my head, my
eyes fixed on the brutality happening in front of me with bewilderment.
Everybody were fighting and trying to kill each other. Everyone was everyone's enemy. It was
all men for themselves. And the people cheered when someone was killed and booed if it wasn't
gory enough.
A saw a man slice the head of another off his shoulder. The body stayed upright for a second
before it fell backwards. And his head tumbled to the side, his lifeless eyes still open. And the
crowd cheered.
Tears rose in my eyes.
"The gladiatorial games originated in ancient Rome. The gladiators were usually slaves,
criminals, or prisoners of war. Occasionally, the gladiators were able to fight for their freedom.
Criminals who were sentenced to death were sometimes thrown into the arena unarmed to serve
their sentence. Some people, including women, actually volunteered to be gladiators." Nik
explained, his voice gentle. "Orlando was there and had the idea to replicate it. This is eradicated
from the human world but it's still the most famous means of amusement in the vampire world."
I rubbed my chest. My heart hurt. How can people be so cruel? This was downright evil. I had
thought that Elder Orlando was a nice man. But he did this...my respect for him was crushed.
I saw a human plunge his sword into another's stomach. And then he pulled it out, spilling all the
contents of his insides on the ground. All his intestines were falling out but the m
an didn't die. Tired, sweaty and bloody, he swayed, holding his sword with both his
hands. His opponent laughed. And then the man raised the sword with both hands
with difficulty. And as he brought the sword down, he fell down with it. His opponent
who hadn't even moved, kicked him in the side before he walked over him, leaving
him there to bleed to death.
I knew they were slaves. But why were they doing this? They could be forced but they
looked like they were enjoying it too!
The crowd cheered again, women flashed their breasts. Some people in their crowd
were drinking blood from their own slaves while some were having sex. I looked up at
the rulers and saw King Xillian was getting a blowjob while he watched the
competition with rapt attention. He also had a drink in his hand. King Ciro and Queen
Rhapsody were having sex. Queen Zakyra was also having sex with a female and
King Josias was engaged in a conversation with a Papa as he watched on. I guess they
finally relented and decided to talk it out. Good for them.
But they didn't care. Nobody cared about these people. Papa didn't care either. And
then I realised it, Papa was a part of this world, or at least he used to be. He was used
to it. Did he enjoy it?
"I-I can't...I can't Nikolai." My head turned to look at my mate. He was already
looking at me. I bit my lip hard, drawing blood. I want to go home. He gently pulled
my lip out from between my teeth and brushed the blood away.
'I'm sorry you have to see this, Moya Lyubov,' he said through the mind-link. 'But we
can't leave.'
I squeezed my eyes shut. But the smell of blood and hunger assaulted my nose. Each
and every cheer, each and every boo of the crowd, each whimper, grunt and cries of
the 'gladiators' assaulted my ears. "When does this end?" I whimpered.
"When only one gladiator remains." Nikolai replied, taking my hand in his own,
giving me strength. I bit my lip again. So just for our 'amusement' so many people will
die? How many lives did these games take? How many of these 'competitions' were
held? Hundreds of thousands most probably. So many lives. Lost for nothing. Oh
goddess. My head spun.
I'm glad Sof wasn't here, it wasn't a good place to be.
The crowd broke into deafening cheers again. My eyes slid back to the arena. I saw a
man slice another's sword arm. I could hear his stomach-churning cry as he tried to
back away but before he could take another step, his head was separated from his
shoulders. My jaw dropped. His face was filled with fear, he hadn't wanted to be here.
He was forced. Like most of these slaves.
"Ava." Nik called and I turned to look a him. He wiped a tear that had escaped. 'Please
don't cry, Love." He murmured through the mind-link. 'Supernatural eyesight is
strong. People can see you.'
'Why do you care more about what they think than me?' My face crumpled in pain.
Why couldn't he understand that I can't stand this violence? War was bad enough and
now I had to endure this!
'You know that's not true.' He sounded hurt. 'Come here, I have an idea.' He held on to
my hand and tugged me to my feet and then near him. He pulled me on his lap and
then made me straddle him. "What are you doing?" I looked to the sides. Rhazien,
Jessica and Ezra weren't looking our way. Jester and Marc were engaged with their
own slaves.
'Distracting you.' He murmured through our mind-link and trailed tantalising kisses up
and down my throat.
The smell of blood reached my nose and I pulled away. I tried to get off but Nik had a
tight hold on me. His lips brushing against his mark and I shivered. His tongue darted
out to lick it and I gasped. "Lift your dress." Before he even finished his command,
my hands were already working to hike my dress over my thighs. And then he
arranged the material in a way that it was covering both of our lower bodies.
The crowd booed and I heard the grunts of a few slaves in the background and I
stiffened. My eyes slid shut in shame. What are we doing? "I can't, Nikolai, not right
now."
'I know, Love.' He said through the mind-link. 'We just need to make it seem like we
are having sex.' He dug his nose in my neck. 'That way, you won't have to look and I
can distract you without anybody noticing.'
I circled my arms around his broad shoulders and I rested my head against his neck. I
released my breath and goose- bumps rose on his skin. I focused all my attention on
Nik and tried to shut down all my senses. 'Distract me Nik,' I begged, playing with the
hair at the back of his neck to occupy my fretting hands. He was getting harder by the
second and his hands came up to hold my waist and he began rocking me against him,
already making me focus all my attention on him.
'Tell me what you thought of me when you first saw me, when I bought you.' He
asked with a delicious thrust.
'I -I was scared at first. And then when I saw you, I knew I'd be safe. I-I wanted to be
happy. I wanted p-peace. You looked like a mysterious dark prince. But my prince.
And you gave me strength in front of Emilio that day. I liked that. And you bathed
me. T-thank you for taking care o-of me. You asked me to bathe you. Thank you f-for
believing in my strength before I did.' I slowly began rocking against him without his
help, rubbing my clit against his hard-on, ignoring the layers between us. 'You scared
me in the beginning. B-but you gave me respect. Love. Happiness. Family. Home.
Peace. I wa—' A scream and then a cry laced with pain interrupted my train of
thoughts. I squeezed my eyes shut and held him tighter.
'Do you know what the first though in my mind was when I saw you at the auction?'
He quickly asked and I shook my head, my nose brushing against his neck.
'I wasn't sure if you were my mate. Your wolf wasn't present back then. But I really,
really wanted you to be. I thought you were beautiful, Avalyn. You are the most
beautiful woman I have seen in my life. I loved your smell, your body, your voice, the
way those dimples dig your cheeks, the way your eyes sparkled when you were happy
and the way the brown of your eyes darkened with need when I touched you. I loved
you the second I saw you.' I gasped as his words. 'I wasn't there to buy a slave. I was
there to help Alexander. But when those bastards started bidding on you, I had the
unimaginable urge to take you away from that place and save your purity and
innocence.' I rocked against his hard on faster, his voice pulling me in a protective
blanket and his body closer to my high. 'My urge to protect you was strong since the
day I saw you, Love.'
My gut clenched and I knew I was close but wasn't quite there yet. I needed a little bit
of pain. I knew that now. And so did Nikolai. Because his hand slid inside my skirt
and his finger expertly flicked my clit.
My eyes slid shut and my body convulsed as I came. Nik pulled me into a deep kiss,
muffling my moans and groans of pleasure. My belly clenched as I rubbed against
him for the last time, finally riding off my high. Breathless, I rested my forehead on
his shoulder.
He rubbed my back gently, "it's done, Ava." My cheeks heated up. Yeah, we're done.
It's the first time we've dry humped each other. That too in public!
"Are you okay?" His voice was filled with concern and his hard on pressed against
me. That's when I realised he hadn't come.
"I am. Thank you." I nodded and let out a relieved breath when I heard silence in the
background. So by done, Nik meant the competition is done. "Let me..." I reached in
under the folds of my dress to finish him quickly.
He captured my hand, "it's fine, Love, you don't need to." He pecked my lips. "This
was for you. To distract you."
Biting my lip, I nodded and he gave me a small, crooked smile. "I'm sorry you had to
sit through this. I'll let Vladimir know that we will not be attending the VARS from
next year."
"Thank you." Deep gratitude was etched in my tone.
"The winner of the this year's VARS Gladiator Competition is....once again Slave
Eliyah— our very own Spartacus!" Elder Orlando's voice boomed in the arena. The
crowd went wild as they cheered and hooted.
I turned around in Nik's lap to see who the winner was. Much to my suprise, instead
of soaking it all in, Eliyah was kneeling on one knee. The tip of his sword rested on
the ground and he held the hilt with both hands, his head resting over them.
He didn't look happy one bit.
Around him, lay dead bodies of dozens of humans. I bit my lip. He looked terribly
melancholic. He looked...broken. Of course he did. He didn't want to kill these people.
But he had to so that he would live. And that was killing him.
"Stand up, Slave Eliyah." Elder Orlando commanded. "Strip down and show yourself
to the fortunate Master or Mistress who will get the pleasure of spending private time
with you. And get the pleasure of drinking the blood of a hot blooded male such as
yourself."
Eliyah didn't move for about half a minute. I held my breath when I saw Elder
Orlando gestured something. Two men built like mountains stepped inside the arena
with whips in their hand.
No.
I jumped off Nik's lap and rushed to the edge of the balcony. Using my powers, I
forced Eliyah to stand up before those men could reach him.
My lips parted when I realised that he was the same slave as yesterday. The one that
Lady was stroking for two hours straight. Only now, he had multiple cuts and wounds
on his body. For some reason, I felt for him. Being the source of entertainment for
these people was the last thing he wanted to do, I knew that.
"Strip, Slave Eliyah." Elder Orlando's voice was sharp as a whip. Before he could help
himself, Eliyah's hands reached to the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it off, revealing his
tanned, muscular body. I saw his hands tremble as he unbuttoned his pants and pushed
them off. And then his boxers.
The crowd gasped at his sight and then like cheered like a pack of hungry wolves.
They viewed him like a fine piece of meat. His face was deathly cold as he glared
straight ahead.
"Let's start the bidding, Ladies and Gentlemen," Elder Orlando said and I looked
around myself. Nobody here looked civilised enough to be called Ladies and
gentlemen. Their eyes were feasting on his body and their mouths were salivating for
his blood. They were all hungry for him. "The starting amount is ten thousand
dollars."
Nikolai came and stood behind me and wrapped an arm around my waist and rested
the other one on top of the balcony. 'It'll be over soon and then we can go ahead with
the meeting.'
"Twelve thousand dollars," a male called.
"Fifteen thousand dollars," another called.
"Twenty thousand dollars." Called another.
Memories of me being sold in the auction resurfaced.
"Forty thousand dollars," Queen Zakyra rose from her throne. Until now, only the
Lords and the ladies were bidding. A Queen entering the competition would surely
make things more competitive.
"Fifty thousand dollars," King Josias bid.
"Seventy thousand," King Xillian drawled.
"A hundred thousand," Queen Zakyra threw a sassy wink and a flying kiss towards
King Xillian.
Oh Goddess no. I have no idea what she will do to the poor human. No one raised the
amount after that. It was an insane amount for half a day with a slave anyways.
"One hundred thousand going once, one hundred thou—
"A hundred and fifty thousand," words escaped my mouth before I could help myself.
I heard gasps from the crowd. I knew what they were thinking. Why were werewolves
interested in humans? Well, I didn't care about their opinion.
"A hundred and fifty thousand going once, a hundred and fifty thousand going twice,
a hundred and fifty thousand going thrice, sold to Queen Avalyn for twenty four
hours!" Elder Orlando's voice rang with happiness. The crowd began clapping and
cheering but I had tuned most of it out.
Queen Zakyra barred her fangs at me. I gave her a sassy wink and a flying kiss.
"Tonight's auction went a lot better than expected. Thank you for your generosity,
Kingdom Mozog. Slave Eliyah will be delivered to your living quarters after tonight's
meeting ends. We have a one hour break before the meeting starts, I request everyone
to be on time. I officially declare the end of this year's Gladiator Competition." His
little speech was followed by a hearty roar of hurray by the masses.