Forged in the Flames by Karima Sa'ad Usman

Nikolas POV

It took three days to get the werewolf scent off me before I decided to set out to the Hill Kingdom.

I decided Grant would follow me because I did not trust him to be impartial.

Qusack would have been my safest option, but I needed him around to protect Aliana. A lot of Lycan women had it in for her. I feared they might carry out their plans when I was not around.

Besides fulfilling my mother’s wishes, Aliana was part of why I wanted to be King. I wanted the right to love her and have children with her, and I did not want my children to be discriminated against.

I was doing this so we could have a future.

I did not want anything bad to happen to her.

With Qusack in charge, while I am away, I would have peace of mind knowing she is safe and all right.

I left in the early morning hours and was eager to know what the Hill King had in store for me. It would be nice to have a royal ally. I knew it would make my quest easier.

“Alpha, our men have started hunting in Snow, and I am sure the Snow King will soon reach out,” Grant said while we were heading to the Hill Territory.

What Grant said explained the new werewolf faces I had seen in the cells. I thought they were offenders I had to ask to be clear. “Where do you put the captives?” I asked Grant, and he laughed.

“In the cells. We do not want them mixing with our werewolves. Those things are treacherous, as you already know; outside knowledge might help boost their morale,” He said, proud of himself, and I knew cruelty was part of his speciality. I should have put Qusack in charge of this.

“I doubt they would want to go back to Snow, Grant. I want them released and assigned duties immediately. They are people, not livestock.” I cautioned him, and he apologised for presuming that was what I would want. I dropped the matter and focused on the journey. The place was seven hours away from Forest through the shortcut, so we were in for a long ride. The road wasn’t good either. It was clear that Forest had been cut off from the world entirely.

to

for was that the gold reserve was massive,

than what my mother told me. Forest had gold mines, so it was normal to have an abundance of it. It was the reserve I was using now to build social and economic infrastructures that would bring about the region’s development. I could easily be the wealthiest King in our world when I become

fall. I liked staying vigilant at all times just in case an ambush or treachery

hoped we wouldn’t stay more than two days in the Hill Kingdom because

she were a lycan, she would have accompanied me on the trip as my Luna, but I had to hide her away in Forest like a dirty secret because she was a werewolf. I wondered why slavery even began and what caused

why my father and the other kings would legalise slavery with the Unity law. I knew

for getting a Lycan pregnant was just cruel. They weren’t animals; they were people like us, but we had different

hoped a day would come when I would not have to wash Aliana’s scent off me, and I would not have to

was my first time. Its vegetation wasn’t as rich

As we moved, I could see s*lave a*uctions and Adverts. I could also differentiate between the werewolves and the Lycans They did not look like they were suffering. They were well-fed and healthy, more healthy than the ones in Forest, but it was obvious that they were slaves. None of them looked into my eyes. They all bowed their heads as we drove past. I looked at them through the window

some improvements over the years. Had my father been alive, I knew Forest would have been more developed and beautiful than

spent bronze and copper as currency. Gold was a valuable commodity, and only Forest had it. One gold coin equated to a thousand five hundred copper coins, eight hundred bronze coins or three hundred Silver coins. I had a thousand gold coins, so

and

were paintings and carvings on the wall. It wasn’t dark like the one in Forest. It showed the King’s personality as a fun-loving person. I saw paintings of him and

room. I sat on one of the couches while Grant stood behind me.

waiting. The guards in the lounge referred to him as His Highness, so I figured

Sometimes when I think of what Gabriel did, I want to march to his home and s*laughter him in cold blood I want him to suffer, but how can I when his daughter was in my bed, and I was madly

and destroying Gabriel would

though he was the prince, he bowed his head

he said and decided to sit on the