“Don’t act like a fool. I know that you are with that princess.”
And it just dawn on Dacre what Killian and Nycta were thinking about him and his journey to River Creek pack with Rose.
“Are you insane!? There is nothing happened between us!” Dacre couldn’t believe it. He knew they expected the worst, but he trusted them, as it turned out, they had done the worst to him.
“How could I trust you?! Even your own mate didn’t trust you!”
Both of them didn’t trust him and as a form of revenge, they hurt him this way. Rage filled Dacre’s lungs and his whole body was trembling. He had gone through a betrayal once and now, he got another round of betrayal.
“I should have slept with her if this is what I got from the two of you,” Dacre said through his gritted teeth. He glared at Killian. “I didn’t touch her. I want to touch her, but I couldn’t, because she is not the one that I wanted.”
“I don’t trust you.”
Dacre knelt down in front of Killian. “Look at me. You can tell when I am telling you a lie.”
Killian gritted his teeth, but he held Dacre’s eyes. “I don’t know what to believe. I don’t trust you.”
“You ruined everything Killian. If someone heard about this… if someone learned about this…” Dacre couldn’t finish his word, but Killian knew what he wanted to say and he said it for him.
“You need to choose between me or your mate.”
Unfortunately, someone else was privilege to this conversation. This person heard everything and this shocking news reached Rose within a few days.
Killian was not only having an affair with the queen, but also the king and the baby was not even the royal blood.
The queen conceived someone else’s child.
With this information in her hand, Rose felt satisfied. It almost felt like she had a weapon so lethal that could destroy this kingdom and she needed to proceed this with care.
***
“I will meet you three days from now. I will give you more, but in exchange, you will give me the stamp.”
Zuri said those words with ease. She looked at Lyra in the eyes and knew that this woman was a lost cause. She was too deep into her addiction. She was a mess and her eyes were bloodshot red. She would do anything. Everything to get her dose.
“No! Come back! Come back! COME BACK YOU BITCH! DON’T YOU DARE TO TURN YOUR BACK ON ME!” Lyra stood up and charged toward Zuri, but she slapped her so hard, she stumbled to the ground.
“Bring me the golden stamp.” It was not even a request, but a demand.
And when Zuri walked away from the room, she heard Lyra was crying, she curled herself on the floor and tried to bite her own wrist, drinking her own blood.
On the third day that Zuri promised her, she came back, but before she walked out of the carriage, Khaos stopped her.
“You don’t have the idea to try it, right?”
“Try what?”
“The opium.”
Zuri had done a great job of how to conceal her mind from Khaos, so he wouldn’t be able to hear what was in her mind, but it seemed, the alpha only played easy with her, because if he wanted to, he could intrude her mind.
He must have felt her curiosity.
“I am only curious.” Zuri leaned over and kissed his lips, as Khaos held her waist. She had put more weight now and Khaos could feel that. He kissed her back.
“Don’t be curious.” He bit her lip lightly and let her go.
Five minutes later, Zuri found herself in the same room, where the statue of the moon goddess was placed in the middle of the room with a young woman, laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling with blank face. She was hugging something to her chest.
“This is what you wanted,” Lyra slurred. She shifted her eyes from the ceiling to Zuri’s face. She scrutinized her, looking for the thing that she really needed right now. “Where is it?”
Zuri sat down next to her and pulled something from her pocket dress. Out there, the snow had melted and the weather was not really cold anymore.
“Show me the stamp first,” Zuri said. Khaos had told her how the stamp looked like, she only needed to confirm it.
Princess Lyra chuckled and then handed it to Zuri, the thing that she had been hugging. Her brown hair spread on the white tile, she looked beautiful. Fragile and pale, but beautiful nonetheless.
Her soft brown eyes looked at Zuri with a mocking lilt, which she ignored when she took stamp from her hand and observed the item.
The stamp was gold in color and there was a crack at the edge, it was not bigger than her palm, but heavy enough considering the small size of it.
Zuri weighed it in her hand and looked at Lyra.
“Do you know that you will destroy yourself when you used this?” Zuri didn’t immediately give the opium to Lyra, because she wanted to have a conversation with her when she was sober enough to answer a few of her question.
“You don’t know. You don’t understand,” she slurred. She blinked her eyes and her eyelashes rested softly on her cheekbones.
Princess Lyra was beautiful and young and if she was not trapped in her addiction, Zuri could imagine how brilliant those eyes were.
“Have you ever felt like you might be crazy because you heard a lot of voices in your head?”
Oh, she did. Zuri not only heard voices in her head, she saw dead people too.
However, she didn’t say anything and let her talking.
“The voices in my head keep telling me to do something atrocious. The voices keep telling me to… to…” Lyra tried to find the right word. “To kill… to bath in blood…”
Zuri narrowed her eyes, still, she didn’t say anything.
“But, this…” She waved her hand, Zuri was not sure what she meant. “I can escape from the voices in my head. It feels good. I feel good. I feel happy. Being a princess is not fun… they expected me to bear a child. I gave them a child and they want me to make more child. Child after child to pass down the legacy.”
“Who are they?” Zuri finally asked, entertained her.
Lyra chuckled. “The men. My father. My mate. The elders in my father’s council. The more the children I have the merrier.” Lyra laughed, as if the word was so funny. “I am with a baby now. They are happy. I am not.”
Zuri didn’t think the baby would survive if she kept up with her addiction.
Tilted her head, Lyra was no longer staring at the ceiling, she looked at Zuri and stretched out her hand. “Where is that? Give me that before the voices returned. I don’t want to hear them.”
Zuri placed the small packet in her hand and Lyra gave her a genuine smile, as if she thanked her. “Did… the voices disappear… when you are using it?”
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