Chapter 22
Drescher was coming to this place.
The had been invited by the King himself. He was definitely not going to decline an invite from the Lycan King, the deadlies kings. He would think of it as an honor, probably because they had no reason to fight with the Lycans anymore. He would show up, for the sake of Koslov, and no one would stop him. He was her worst nightmare, and her mate had just invited him over for a damn dinner.
“Breathe with me, love, King Miroslav said to his queen who was slowly fading in his arms because of a bastard he would never let go. The Lycan King wanted to strangle Beta Drescher there and then, but there wasn’t much he could do other than focus on his semi–conscious Erasthai who was suffering the side effects of a bond that shouldn’t have been actualized in the first place.
“Ralph?” King Miroslav called out when he noticed Erasthai having a panic attack,
This wasn’t how he had planned on breaking the news to her. He hadn’t explained to her yet why he had invited him over and the fact that she already felt unsafe made him want to cancel, but at the same time, he knew she would blame herself for the canceling too. There was nothing the King could do about the invites anymore, but what if, right?
I’m
sorry. I didn’t mean to, your highness. I’m really sorry. Please forgive me, Drescher, please don’t whip me again, I will take any punishment you give, just not the whips, please. Please don’t do that, please, Drescher,” Ralphine begged as her realit shifted between the King and the Koslov beta.
There was something about the Koslov beta that still scared the Lycan queen even to this day. Maybe because she didn’t have the security that came with being the King’s mate. Maybe because she was still haunted by the night she had been lashed a hundred times for simply accepting a rejection. For weeks she had tried to understand why she had been whipped and who it would benefit and yet in all that time, she hadn’t gotten an answer. They had broken her.
Drescher had ruined her because of his ego, a cruel reality that Ralphine Belyaeva was sure he never regretted. It was haunting her, and made her feel lesser than the normal wolves, and even worse now that she was in the Lycan kingdom. He had destroyed her will to live and now she was just a shell of who she once was. She was trapped in that lucid cycle, one that the King had unintentionally triggered. If only there was a simple way out of this, then King Miroslav would have opted for that.
“I’ll kill him.” King Miroslav reminded himself for the hundredth time today. He had sworn to kill the Koslov beta and ask questions first, but as time went by he wasn’t even interested in a conversation anymore. He would take him out and not think of anything else.
His Erasthai was broken because of the bastard and that was something that Miroslav wasn’t about to forgive. The only thing on his mind about the Koslov beta, was the great desire for vengeance, something he would fulfill come hell or high water.
“It’s me, Ralph. It’s me. He’s not here. It’s just me askim, just you and I here, no Drescher,” King Miroslav said repeatedly as he held his Erasthai gently, forcing her to look at him, to see him who was there instead of being trapped in an illusion of someone he would kill. He was desperate for her to snap out of it, but he also knew she was scared of the man. Oh, how the King felt powerless in that minute.
*I’m sorry,” Ralphine said again, her breaths hitching in her throat as she faded in and out of consciousness. It was almost like her world had come to a standstill and she was alone in the shadows. Maybe this was her curse, but goddamn, she hated it.
“Help me, please,” Ralphine said again, this time, as she looked into the beautiful purple eyes focused on her. She knew those eyes, but her mind was foggy and she couldn’t find a way to tell whether they were Drescher’s cruel ones or if they were the soft eyes that belonged to the King who loved her for who she was. It was almost like her sanity was fighting her and trying to force her into something that she couldn’t make out clearly, a confused state that broke her heart constantly.
“You’re sale, love. You’re safe with me. He won’t get to you. You’re safe,” King Miroslav said before he began converting Ralphine into his scent. He knew her woll already knew and accepted him, so he would be able to calm her down. The sight was heartbreaking, as Miroslav pulled her into a soft hug, tightening his grip around her as he reminded her constantly that she wasn’t alone and more than anything, that she was safe, always. She would always be safe with him.
“Baby I’m going to pull back, but I need you to trust me. No one is coming after you. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Anyone who tries that, I will eliminate them. No one will ever get to you and hurt you again. Do you trust me?” Miroslav said, his worried voice making a show.
He hated that this was happening. He hated that someone had turned his mate into a shell of a person. He despised the fact that he knew the person and couldn’t do much because of the rules. But even then, Miroslav knew he would avenge her. He
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would treat her well, and he would protect her with everything.
“Please don’t leave me,” Ralph pleaded as her words turned at the King’s heartstrings, only that they broke his heart and made him feel emotions so raw that he wasn’t sure he knew what to do with all that, But even then, he knew that right now, his Prasthai needed him.
His Erasthai was never leaving, he would make sure of it. He would lix her, no matter how long it took him. He would make her better regardless of what he would have to sacrifice in the process. For her, he would give up everything, which made him even more dangerous when he was around her.
“I won’t ever leave,” King Miroslav said as he gently pulled apart from the hug. He could tell that this wasn’t going to be easy and that it was going to be a little too hard, but he was rearly for it. He would tread carefully with her, regardless of what would happen along the way..
“Okay,” Ralphine said tiredly as the Lycan king gently pulled back. It was so delicate that anyone could think that the king was handling someone so combustive. However, he was an understanding king who wanted the best for his mate, even though it was almost deafening just how desperate he was.
Carefully, Miroslav held his Erasthai’s hands, staring into her eyes and snapping her out of the pain she was in. He knew that it wouldn’t be easy, but he wanted to do this. So, he spent the next hour reassuring his mate, before they finally stepped out from the balcony.
The dinner was happening. The little party that the king had thrown was happening, and with Ralphine smelling like him, King Miroslav was ready. He wouldn’t let things just go by, especially now that he had the name he had been begging his Erasthai for. He would make sure it was worth it, and even the hells wouldn’t be able to stop him and his plans for the Koslov beta.
Two hours later, the king was ready, along with his Erasthai, for an evening that was so unpredictable and one that the king wasn’t sure would end peacefully. He didn’t care that it could be chaotic. The only thing that Miroslav cared about was that Ralphine was okay. He didn’t care that the world could come to a standstill, as long as his erasthai was fine, then everything else could follow.
Kara had helped Ralphine dress up for the party, even though she had been worried for the woman too. The Lycan warrior understood how technical this was but then she also understood that the Lycan queen had to be there with them. Thankfully, Ralphine was already smelling like the Lycan king, so it wouldn’t be hard to know who she belonged to, in a sea of factions that would probably want to have her ousted for her status as the rogue queen.
“Do
you
think they will stare at me strangely?” Ralphine asked once she was done dressing
She was currently in a long golden ball gown, one that was filled with the king’s scent, almost like Miroslav had been wearing the gown himself. It was a security measure to ensure that no one hurt the Lycan queen, but then even Kara knew that only a stupid person would try to keep their focus on the Lycan King’s queen. It wasn’t something anyone would let go of lightly, but perhaps someone would be thinking otherwise, right?
“No, Your Highness. The eyes you will be getting tonight will be from those who would want to be like you and be in your clothes and position. You look so beautiful, your highness,” Kara said, the sincerity in her voice making Ralphine feel like it was real, and not just a response that Kara was giving her because she had to be there.
Of course, Ralphine had agreed to stay with the king on the condition that Kara be by her side and help her with the training. Sure, it would be a little hectic, but there was nothing that could make Kara change her mind, after all, it was an absolute honor to fight alongside the Lycan queen, right?
“You flatter me too much, Kara,” Ralph said even though she knew that this was the truth. She was comfortable, something she hadn’t been for the past few hours, but then she was a sage. She felt safe and was feeling like her world wouldn’t stop today.
“Come, let’s present you to the king before he knocks the door down for just how beautiful you are, Kara said and Ralphine let out a nervous laugh. So much had happened in one evening, and even in that day. She was worried about all of this not being perfect, but the Lycan king didn’t care one bit. The only thing he cared about was his erasthai. He would keep his promise and The would make sure the world knew what had happened there. He wasn’t about to let the man who hurt her go.
“Oh, I’m nervous,” Ralphine admitted as she looked at herself in the mirrors one more time for the evening. She was trying to imagine what Miroslav would think of her, but then who was to tell her that she could be in rags and still be the most beautiful creature that the Lycan king had ever seen? He was known for her so bad it was a beautiful sight.
“Don’t be, Your Highness. You look beautiful.. Right, my king?” Kara said as she opened the door to the king’s chambers, to reveal the man of the night, a handsome devil who looked nothing like the rumors about him.
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She is everything, Kara. May I have my queen now?” the king said gracefully as she watched his erasthai with nothing but love
in his eyes.
Sure, your majesty. Excuse me,” Kara said, before bowing and leaving the two mates together in the hallways.
SEND GIFT
