Lycan King’s Nemesis

Gwen??

“Arh!” I cried sharply, holding my stomach as my body convulsed in raw pain that spread all over. “It’s so painful, Kora, I can’t help it.” I fell to my knees from the bed, shaking as Kora tried to comfort me, whispering soothing words in a voice that seemed like she was in distress with me.

“I’m sorry, your highness, I don’t know what could be the cause of this. What can I do?” She skimmed her eyes about frantically, grabbing the water on my bedstand to hand me after popping the cover. “Are you sure it’s not your time of the month?”

I wiped another batch of tears that fell down my face and gulped down the water ravenously. I didn’t want to confide in her the reason for my pain. It has happened before. The very day I caught that slut sucking my mate’s dick. He was at it again.

“I-I want to be alone, Kora.” I made to stand but the pain intensified with every move I made, as though he was fucking two women at once. I tried, I tried so hard to hold it in but the more I tried, the more the pain unleashed like fireballs on my body, razing through my hormones like a furnace. Not even the cold liquid could tame the burn.

“I have to call the doctor_”

“No!” I grabbed her hand as I continued trembling. “I will be fine. Just-just goooo…. Arh! I can’t do this, oh, goddess help me.” Tears kept tumbling down my face.

“I have to look for the King.” Kora severed her hand from me, scooting far as I tried to stop her. I never thought it would be this painful. I never thought Ashton could carry out his threat of cruelty. If I don’t die today from this pain, I don’t know if there’s anything that could kill me.

“Kora!” I shouted as the door swung open and she left. “P-please… come back.” I smacked the ground repetitively as my sob amplified. “Ashton, please, have mercy. This is-” I began coughing fervently, my fear peaking when I saw blood drool from my mouth to the floor.

It all started after I came back from my training and went to freshen up. The minute I removed my towel to wear my evening gown and ready for dinner, a sharp pain shot through my body that elicited a loud cry from me. It drew the attention of Kora who just came into the room and she hurried to me with apprehension on her face, and it hasn’t stopped since then.

It’s almost 30 minutes.

The door flung open and two footfalls fell across the floor before I felt warm hands engulf me in a tight hug, lifting my face from the ground to them.

It was Abigail. “Gwen, stay with me!” She shook me as darkness started pulling at me. I can’t take the pain anymore. “Gwen, please!”

I lunged forward as an agonizing cough wracked my body, the burn in my heart increasing tenfolds. “Wa-water…” I reached for the empty bottle which Abby snatched from me and replaced another bottle in my mouth, forcing me to open up and drink.

After I was done drinking, I moved my head away as the droplets of water trickled down the side of my mouth, still panting.

Then at once as the pain has started, the pain stopped. I sat up abruptly, looking around as my hand touched my chest tentatively. “It stopped,” I acknowledged, sighting Abby who exhaled with her orbs rolling up in relief.

“No more pain, your highness?” Kora questioned in a voice laced with relief.

I was nodding as I made to stand from the floor. “Please, run me another hot bath, thank you.” I went to drape across the chaise lounge as fresh tears stalked my eyes. I couldn’t speak. At least not now.

“Gwen…” Abby fell beside me on the sofa as I shook my head to stop her from discussing it. I will rather not.

“Your highness, your bath is ready,” Kora hastened out to say, her sharp eyes skipping to Abby who was hovering over me with a worried look.

“Kora, have a cup of chamomile prepared with a little portion of wolfbane.” I snapped my eyes to her but she stopped my fear by adding, “it’s to heal your inside. Trust me, it won’t kill you.” She waved Kora along.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

When we were alone. I breathed out in despair, falling back on the couch with her head up. “For how long am I going to endure this, Abby?”

“Gwen…”

“Till he kills me?” I shifted my head to the side as a single tear fell down my face. “Till I_”

“Shhhh….” She took my right hand in her bigger ones and massaged softly. “I promise to talk to mother about it.”

“And achieve what?” I sniffed loudly. “I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“But, you need help, Gwen.”

“I caused this.” I was still shaking my head. “This is my reward.”

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Gwen.” She sneered sadly, leaning closer. “My brother might not see it now, but you two deserve a chance. Yes, I shared his sentiments about your kind, but after a few days with you, I already knew you meant well. My mother would never have approved of you if you didn’t.”

None of that was making sense to me. All I knew was that Ashton was determined in making me suffer in this marriage to him. “I am a loser, Abby.” I bulked forward and started bawling like a kid, forgetting my position as the Queen, and who was before me. “I have been a loser since I turned eighteen. It’s as-as if the goddess has been waiting to punish me for something I did in the past.”

“Gwen…”

“What am I going to do to have the love of my mate, Abby?” I couldn’t control myself. “You are his blood, perhaps, you can tell me. It’s just a week, but I fear. I fear that Ashton would never accept me.”

“He would, Gwen.” She grabbed my two shoulders to keep me straight. “You have to be strong.”

“Until when?…”

The door opened, not giving her the opportunity to respond as Kora stepped back in, her expression looking sullen. “Your highness,” her voice carried as she dropped the cup containing a caramel substance on the small stool in front of us. “The King just returned. He asked for your presence downstairs immediately.”

“My brother is downstairs?” Abby inquired in a stern tone.

“Yes, Princess.” She stood in front of us with her hands entwined in front of her, her head bowed. “It appears the palace has a new addition.”

“Addition?”

“The senior female Delta. Del. Merit. She is to move in with her family by morning in the words of the King.”

I didn’t know where the strength came from as I shot up from the chair in hysteria. “Where is he?”

“At the dining hall.”

I moved promptly.

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