The Thrones' Abyss

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Elizabeth was stiffened by the massive intense aura that was coming out of this man. She swallowed but found her throat dry. Her legs were open and she was stuck with flames that were raging and teasing her, she felt something warm escaping, heating out of her skin. She hated this feeling and loved it both at the same time, how could he mesmerize her with this wild way. She was as if a poppy that just fell under a wolf, had no choice but to surrender to survive.

The broader man that sounded to have a fierce cruel soul, so, the brute just touched her shoulder and provoked her hidden desires, who was he? Why did her heart was bonding stupidly? He was a wolf, one of those that she hated the most but why was she acting like this, couldn't drift her eyes away.

She saw her own image that mirrored in his eyes that had changed to brown, her eyes were glowing in gold, the man took his hand off the girl.

He frowned, snatching the kid from her embrace, she felt the cold that seized her bone as he left her side. He thought why not take her with him? But he pushed the thought away, he should not be hypnotized by a useless mortal.

The man flashed out of the cart and she figured out that the kid was out of her arms. She became distressed and swelled out to take him back.

She stepped down and noticed the snow being heavy under feet, this place wasn't rainy, unlike it everything veiled under white snow that sounded like glinting sheer silk. Despite covering uptight yet the cold could pass her skin and rose the hair on her skin.

"No, give me back the kid?" She took the griffin tamer out of the sheath on her leg and raided to take the kid when two strong hands wrapped her arms from sides.

She looked around to discover who they were and glimpsed the men who were naked in that cold and only their middle was wrapped by fur. How could they endure that cold? Ridiculous question, they were werewolves, the heat was blazing out of their skin. But were they supposed to be this handsome and masculine that she could sense every muscle that was moving?

Yet, she despised that they touched her with no permission, her eyes colored to gold then she pressed her legs on the ground, pulled back, and smashed them together so they left her grips.

"How dare you touch me?"

She bounced and went near the troop that took Miguel and the others under siege. Dorian's arm was bleeding and it made her more furious.

She roamed ahead, alongside the man who was in a black robe. Two faeries smirked at her and blocked her way, the blade swung in her hand and she jumped to hit them but they both dodged and she sat in front of the man who was holding the kid.

"Give me that kid, I am not repeating my words twice."

Warned Elizabeth.

Behind her, the men were tending to grasp and make her kneel but the man in black raised his palm.

"Let her flee! What are you, little thing?"

He asked, wearing an intense expression toward Elizabeth.

She frowned, her eyes ran teary like an innocent cub. She didn't know the answer and it was what she craved to find out but here, she saw wildlings that seized the passengers and harmed them.

"Please, stop it, I am Miguel James. I am a friend of Faeries."

A faerie with blond damp hair who was standing beside the man in black averted his head and looked at him blankly, then he neared his mouth to the man's ear and whispered words.

"Let us kill them, they can be spies."

Craved one of the faeries that came out among the trees, Elizabeth hissed him but he sneered, his eyes devouring Elizabeth.

"Where did you find my nephew?"

His niece? Elizabeth drew her guard down. Her skin soothed.

"Is that faerie your sister?"

"Answer my question!"

He gazed at Miguel, ignoring Ell. Those eyes were giving her the same vibes that Wilmore did.

"A Beta female came to our barn while carrying this baby, she was slew by the back, last night. We couldn't keep them there because I am under oath with your people."

Miguel replied, rolling his sleeve up he showed his crescent moon tattoo that embraced a rose.

The man took a short glance and pointed to the box with his head.

"She is not my sister, she was one of our guards that was looking for the betrayal that had stolen my nephew."

It gave Elizabeth a mind explosion.

"Alpha! They kept her in salt."

One of the guards reported, standing above the box.

"I know, take Lora home!" He turned to Miguel, "You can get back, no human is allowed to cross our border."

The men gathered around the man who they called Alpha.

"Excuse me! Is that how you thank us?"

"Elizabeth!"

Uncle Miguel attempted to avoid her. They just spared their lives.

The Alpha glanced at the little daring thing. He marched back to her, bending on her, she gathered her courage not to show her terror toward him.

"You would do better to pray to the gods to rescue you from me if you believe in them at all!" He murmured. His breath was warm and his deep voice was ringing in her head, giving her goosebumps.

"Do you know what I hate more?" She muttered.

"Who cares?" Soulless reply!

"Vain rude wolves!"

"Oh, I am scared!" His hand moved out and went above her head. Elizabeth thought he would take off her head from her body but, instead, he gave her a gentle pat as if he was taming a stray cub!

He drew back with yet stern skin of his face and turned to his man.

"Wait, I want to make sure that you know that baby! How can I be sure that you won't eat him?"

She blurted that foolish excuse, her eyes caught on uncle Miguel who frowned.

Miguel found out the desire of curiosity in Elizabeth. She wanted to cross that border but it was tough for Miguel. He didn't want to let her go, it was not easy like what Lisa willed.

The wolves burst out laughing. What an idiot girl! Faeries didn't eat their children, especially an Alpha healer kid that was destined to be their hope. A healer faerie among wolves, the only one.

Alpha sighed, when the gods were sharing brightness, perhaps she gained just a little bit and more received wrath.

"What do you want?"

The blond man asked, his expression was way nicer.

"You need salt, and we need your silver we can make a deal."

Uncle Miguel heaved a breath out of relief.. So she had a plan. But how did she notice that Faeries needed salt?

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