Chapter 127 Realization Punched Her Gut

Chapter 127 Realization Punched Her Gut

Morava tried her best to maintain her composure, but her face paled. Gathering her wits, she leaned forward and hid it with an effortless glib comment, "You are too paranoid, Your Highness. It is nothing but water."

Eltanin's gaze raked over her cleavage that she had exposed for a good show. He leaned against the tree, beneath which he was standing, and crossed his arms across his chest. His wolf growled inside, forcing him to find his mate. Disregarding her comment, he said, "Where is Princess Tania? I haven't seen her since this morning. She had even rejected my invitation to come to the throne hall."

Morava's mouth opened and closed, like that of a fish, as her mind conjured up a believable lie. She remembered what her mother had instructed her to say. "Lusitania left much earlier than us. She was very excited. I am sure that she must be around somewhere." Then she lowered her voice. "She was waiting for the festival to begin, and when she couldn't hold the excitement any longer, she dashed here. My mother asked her to stay back and be patient, but I don't know why she was in such a hurry." She pursed her lips and her lips became droopy. "Sometimes, I don't why does she—" she stared at all the men around her and snapped her mouth shut.

Eltanin scoffed. "After what you told me about her in the tent, you really think that I would trust your lies?"

Morava's stomach knotted. "I— I am not lying!"

"Then drink the water in your hand," he replied pointing at the tumbler.

"I will have another one," she refused him politely. "I am not really thirsty. This is for you, Your Highness." She swayed gently, seductively and looked at him from under her eyelashes. "Water will ease your insides. I can feel the heat radiating off your skin." And his mouthwatering scent. She itched to run her fingers over his muscles. Her eyes slid to his chest that was breathing in and out. In and out. Her thighs clenched and a soft purr left her. How could a man be so attractive and seductive?

"Drink that water, Princess Morava," he said in a frosty voice. "Otherwise I will ask my guards to force it down your throat."

Terrified, a shudder passed through her body. She stumbled back so that the water would fall to the ground, but Eltanin caught her hands and didn't allow it to fall. The guards approached behind her. "Drink it," he ordered.

A force rippled around her. She felt compelled to drink the water that she had poisoned with heavy drugs. She resisted the potent force. Her lips quivered when the tumbler touched her lips. In a last-ditch effort she said, "You can't force me to do this! I am the princess of Pegasii, not a commoner!" She knew it was Eltanin's Alpha aura.

"A commoner would never approach me with a glass of water, princess. So, drink it." Saying that he held her jaws tightly, forcing her mouth open and tipped the contents of the water inside. She tried to sputter it, but he pinched her nose immediately after and she had to gulp it all down. Eltanin grabbed the tumbler from her hand and threw it on the ground, as he watched her stagger on her feet.

Everyone in the vicinity watched them with horror in their eyes and stunned silence. The king of Draka manhandled the princess of Pegasii.

The moment the drug hit her stomach, Morava felt as if she had ingested pure fire. The fire lashed all the way through her insides like a viper. Her body temperature rose and she felt like removing all her clothes. Her head reeled to such an extent, that she thought she was floating on air. The drug was so potent that it was so effective it would have had Eltanin mating with her for the whole night, but its effect on Morava was like a thunderstorm over a stormy sea. Tears welled in her eyes from the tornado that her body was going through. She wanted something— anything to get between her thighs. In her imagination she had never thought that a simple act of giving water would turn out to be so horrible.

Eltanin grabbed her by her upper arm and yanked her up. "Where is Tania?" he asked, his voice guttural.

"I— I don't know…" she slurred. Her tongue felt swollen.

"Then let me tell you where she is!" He clenched her jaw with his hand and turned her head to look at the entrance of the cave. To her utter consternation, she saw the silhouette of a beautiful girl in a yellow chiffon dress that was backless. The girl looked over her shoulder and her golden hair fluttered in the soft breeze. Her blond hair threw threads of golden color in the dim lights that were lit throughout the entire cave.

"Lusi— Tania?" Morava said, her voice hoarse and a mere whisper.

"Yes, Lusitania!" Eltanin said through his teeth. "You were planning to sell her to a brothel with the Nyxers?" He shoved her and she tumbled onto the ground. He knelt beside her and leaned over her in a menacing way. "Did your mother think that I was so na?ve as to not know that Tania was missing? I had sent Rigel to follow Tania's trail. Did you think that I didn't see you mixing drugs into the glass of water?"

Morava couldn't do anything as her head felt like it would roll off her shoulders. The drug was rapidly taking effect. "I didn't know—" she tried to clear her name. Eltanin raised his hand and slapped her across her face. She shrieked with pain as she rolled on the ground in wet mud and grass.

"Now hear this properly. Lusitania is my mate and I am going to her!"

Morava's heart fell to her stomach as shock rippled. "Your m— mate?"

Eltanin scoffed as he got up. "Take her away from here!" he ordered his guards. They came and held her by her upper arms. When she couldn't stand, they dragged her far away from the cave and shoved her in a copse of oaks. As soon as they turned, they heard, "Yippee!"