[Mature content, R18, no rape] "Who has done this to you?" Azel asked softly, his jaw tightly clenched as he stared into her teary, bright amber eyes, his fingers itching to caress her cheek. "Tell me," he whispered, "and I will sever his head and present it to you upon a platter of gold..." *** Her birth alone left her mother in a terribly weakened state... Adelia, the only daughter and child of the Veldon house, was… strange. Neither her birth mother nor her beloved father, nor even the witches posing as servants in the castle knew what she truly was. Adelia herself was clueless. She blamed herself for her mother's illness, and with each passing day, both grew worse—the affliction and her guilt. For her mother's sake and for hers as well, Adelia willingly enters into a ruthless deal, a path to salvation that was bound to lead to her demise, one that would deny her the experience of love. Still, she didn't care for the consequences and sacrifices, for the need to cure her mother was far greater… But fate, ever mocking her resolve, throws her onto the path of an insolent stranger, a man with the power to alter her desires... *** Obsidian armor. Strong. Ruthless. These three words defined a single knight, striking fear into the hearts of all who heard of him. Countless tales spoke of his exploits, yet his identity remained shrouded in mystery. Azel Latham, the embodiment of this figure, was known by none, for his face had never been seen in battle. With a single stroke, he could fell twenty warriors in an instant. Azel had many secrets. His presence was strange, his appearance even more peculiar. A mischievous and playful look on the outside but a shattered and enclosed heart within. …It would not remain frozen for long, however, for an amusing encounter with a captivating woman would leave him wanting more… **Cover art does not belong to me, credit to the artist!
'Hide!' She thought, her entire body trembling as she whipped her head around, frantically searching for an escape, a hollow space, anything! 'I need to hide!'
Though they were still some distance away, her ears were keen enough to hear them approaching and she was sure he's would be able to catch her fussing as well.
But she was also sure that if she stayed quiet enough, he would not hear her. His senses were far more keen than any beast or Lycan, particularly one of her caliber.
A mere Delta.
She roamed the area around her as quickly and as silently as she could, desperately looking for a place to hide.
Her hope was starting to fade as the approaching footsteps inched closer, making her heart race even faster.
'You have got to get a hold of yourself, Zelphina!' she scolded herself, despite her fear. 'If you don't quiet your heartbeat, he'll hear you!'