The Wolf God's Muse

Chapter 3 * Another Mate *

" Goddess, another mate!"

" Poor Girl..She is going to die!"

" Sshh! Lord might hear us!"

Whispers came from her surroundings as soon as she began to make her way into the headquarters. His castle was called the Headquarters of werewolves. His people attended him here from time to time.

Princess Serena was walking into the castle like a deadly corpse. The comments around her didn't affect her mood. She accepted her fate as soon as she stepped outside with Killian from the wedding. Her death was near. If the moon goddess wrote this destiny for her, she was going to accept it anyways. At least, she was going to have a better day than her own castle. It was even more hard to accept those tortures from those people who were supposed to love her.

" Lord is here with her mate!", a black shadow appeared at the entrance, greeting Killian and Serena. Personal assistant, Redro bowed at them, introducing himself respectively,

" My Lady! So happy to see you! Please welcome!"

" No need to go through formalities! She isn't going to live longer anyways. Give her my room!", Killian stated coldly, shooting her a glance before heading off. He had lost all hope of his life. After losing his all mates in each year, he thought already that his life was going to spend in lonely misery.

Princess Serena bit her lips sadly. After her family, it was her mate again who was being harsh on her. Redro quickly explained, looking through her pale eyes,

" My lady! Don't mind the lord! He..he just gets upset over the situation, you know!"

Princess Serena smiled at the butler great fully, waving her hands dismissively,

" I am used to it!"

The butler didn't understand her words or the meaning behind it. But once he turned around to leave, a sad smile formed on her lips.

Even her mate didn't like her. Was there someone else who was more unlucky than her?

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The castle was larger than her own castle. She would have gotten lost if a maid didn't have company here always. Serena could understand the reluctant look in their eyes. No one treated her seriously here as the round of mates had been circling for decades. They were kind of sure that she was going to die soon.

Avoiding their suspicious gazes, Serena strode downstairs to visit the other rooms. Suddenly, a little boy rushed on her way. Clumsily, he spilled drinks on her feet while running.

Gasping hard, the guy quivered in fear. His little face was full of remorse. Serena looked down at her spoiled clothes helplessly. In her spite of anger, she didn't have time to pack anything. The kid's mother, Menica rushed to the spot quickly. She stammered, apologizing to the new queen,

" My Lady..I didn't teach him well. Please pardon me! Don't report to the Lord, please!"

Serena was slightly shocked by their terrified looks. It was nothing important to complain to the God of the werewolves. Serena replied politely, her words sounded so soft that everyone immediately felt a deep respect for her,

" He is just a child. You don't have to fear so much. Just help me by changing and give me something to wear."

Serena turned back to take the stairs again to return to his room. Menica's eyes lit up in respect for the lady and also a helpless sigh came out of her mouth. If it wasn't for the brutal curse, this castle would have gotten a fine lady like her.

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" Is there no cure?", Killian asked his butler who shook his head in return. They had been searching remedies to cure his impotent issues but it failed again.

Killian was frustrated and more likely angered himself. He saw through the pain in princess Serena's eyes. He was going to kill another innocent soul. Gritting his teeth furiously, he left after his last words with a growl,

" No...I am not going to claim her at any cost. She suffered much already. I can't let this happen again no matter what the consequences are."

Redro parted his lips to say something but Killian retreated with long strides. Just when Killian was passing away in front of the chamber of Mistress Ursula, a coquettish voice stopped his track,

" My lord!"

He looked back to find Mistress Ursula, standing in her nightgown. She was the most beautiful one among all his mistresses. These years, she served him the most and was often regarded as the Lord's favourite. Even Killian also liked her for being a wise and straightforward lady.

Ursula approached him, bent her head slightly before speaking,

" I heard that you have a new mate again. Is that why you look so anxious?"

Killian sighed before nodding his head heavily. No, he didn't want to take another life. His hands were stained enough in blood already. Killian ordered coldly, staring in the distance,

" Go back to sleep, Ursula! I will be coming tomorrow!"

But Ursula was jealous of the new lady already. Although they haven't met yet, her maids brought news of her arrival already. She was more beautiful than her in every aspect. Worst of all, she was a noble princess which never happened before. The mates all Killian had were average women so far. Serena was the first woman who bore Royal bloodline.

Killian was going to walk away when Ursula repulsively grabbed onto his arms. She began to plead in a luring, seductive voice,

" My Lord! I know, you don't want to kill another woman. Why..why don't you stay with me tonight then? She can be saved. Please.. Just tonight..I have been yearning for you lately."

Killian gave a thought to her words seriously. Perhaps, he could stop the disaster if he took pleasure from someone else. Staring long at Ursula's crying face, he gave up finally and pushed her into her chamber.

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" Your hair is so beautiful, My Lady!", Menica complimented sweetly, her eyes were shining at Serena's appreciation.

After the fuss downstairs, she went personally to prepare everything for Serena. Now, she was combing her hair to prepare her for the God of werewolves. Menica recalled the moment when she tried to comb Mistress Ursula's hair. For a slight mistake, she was beaten hard. But here, Serena didn't say a single word even after she made multiple mistakes.

Serena only smiled sadly. What were the results of having these beautiful hairs if her mate didn't even take a better look at her?

Menica couldn't help but ask in surprise,

" How are you so calm, my lady? It's..no secret that you will be dead by the next morning."

Serena replied calmly, her eyes staring at her own reflection into the mirror,

" I accept the fate moon goddess gave me, Menica. I don't regret anything. I was bad at my castle too. Nothing scares me anymore."

Menica pitied her in mind. After she sneaked a look from the sky outside, she reminded Serena thoughtfully,

" After midnight, your heat will start to act up until your mating. The Lord should be here by then."

" He won't be here!", another voice barged in. A maid bringing clothes spoke with concern,

" Um..Lord is attending Mistress Ursula tonight. I think, he won't come."

Menica gasped in surprise, giving Serena a sorrowful look,

" How can that be? Lady can't endure the pain of heat. It can kill her if she isn't mated tonight because the bond has been unleashed already. How can God do this to her? This is so unfair."

Serena felt hurt and betrayed. Yes, he was royalty, the god of all the werewolves who could have countless mistresses. But this night was her. Even if it meant a tragedy, he should be here with her.

Serena's wolf howled in anguish inside, a rage flaunting inside her veins. She couldn't let this happen. Eventually, she would be dead by the next morning but at least, her rights would be taken rightfully.

Serena ordered, standing up suddenly,

" Take me there! I want to speak to the wolf God."

Menica quickly told her in a serious voice,

" But my lady.. It's forbidden to disturb them at this moment or else his wrath might fall on everyone."

Serena asked stubbornly, her nostrils flaring up in rage,

" I don't care, Menica. I will die anyways. Take me to him so that I can tell him how unfair he acts even after being a God."

The ladies changed the worrisome look but they had to oblige her order since she was the queen even for a night. After a while, Menica led her to the quarter of Mistress Ursula, silently praying that God wouldn't be angered. The last time, someone disturbed them, they ended up losing their heads.

Serena pinched the hem of her clothes uncomfortably. For the first time in life, she wasn't going to stay silent anymore. She was going to ask for her rights even if it cost her death.