Betrayal, fear, and confusion clouded her thoughts as she faced the harsh reality of her existence. The daughter of the Shadow Weaver's ruthless leader, she had been molded into a weapon, a puppet dancing on her father's strings. Yet, beneath the facade of loyalty, her soul yearned for something more, something real. Trapped in enemy territory, she found an unexpected solace in the arms of Christian Darwin, the Royal Beta of the Red Moon pack. His eyes, like twin galaxies, held a promise of protection and understanding. "You need to trust me," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her wounded spirit. "I will take away your pain. I will make them pay for what they've done to you. They'll regret every moment of it." His words hung in the air, laden with a fierce determination that resonated with Mia's shattered soul. As he opened his arms, a silent plea for her to find refuge in his embrace, she hesitated for a moment, her teary eyes searching his face for sincerity. In that fragile moment, she made a choice – to let go of the chains that bound her and to embrace the warmth of his presence. With a rush of raw, unfiltered emotion, she threw herself into his arms, seeking solace in the midst of chaos. What happens when secrets are revealed and she finds out that her life has been nothing but a series of lies? What happens when the truth unfolds and she finds out that the only person she was ever devoted to, was the one who betrayed her? She is yet to discover her true identity so join Mia on this rollercoaster journey where her mate will bring her wildest fantasies to life, where she has only one mission: Make The Culprit Pay.
View MoreMia's Pov “So?” I waited patiently, tapping my foot against the wooden floor. “Are you going to tell me now what happened?” Although I had connected the dots already, I still needed to know the background story. Plus, it was going to be even better if there was a little drama involved. I'm here for all the drama and spice. Christian sighed before running his hand through his hair, sitting opposite to me on the edge of the bed. “You shouldn't have come there,” he said instead, ignoring my questions. “Yeah, and not witness what a terrible job you guys were doing without me? Just admit it, you are thankful otherwise you and Gamma Arnold were losing your minds on how to calm your alpha down,” I pointed out with some sass. “Besides, that wasn't my question. What happened? How did he find her? Where were you guys anyways?”“We were on a visit to the new school plus college building Kong Dominic had initiated. Today was the first day so we were on the rounds. Of course it's for everyone,
Mia's Pov “Mia, no!” Julia yelled behind me as I ran out of the pack house following Chritian and Gamma Arnold who were busy dragging half conscious King Dominic to the back side of the pack house. I had never visited that area before so it was a first for me.I had kept my distance from them, so Christian doesn't scold me later for not obeying him. I tiptoed behind them discreetly as I saw them walk through giant steel gates hiding behind dense foliage. But before I could step though the door, a hand clasped onto my arm, spinning me around. “Are you crazy?” Julia hissed, looking at me with piercing eyes. “Do you realize how dangerous it can be? What if Christian sees you?” “I told you to not worry about me. I have it under control!” I jerked my hand out of the grip. “Under control? Do you realize what can happen if Christian and Gamma Arnold lose their hold on King? Let me give you a hint. It involves you and a word starting and ending in ‘D’. I rolled my eyes at the dramatic eff
Mia's Pov Anastasia, Julia and I decided to bake a cake since we were bored and I was in the mood for something sweet. Well it was mostly Anastasia and me doing the work. Julia just decided it would be best if she sat on the island and continued munching on the apple. She quoted ‘at least that way the pack wouldn't end up in flames.’ I don't even want to imagine what the pack would have gone through the last time Julia decided to make something. “Are you sure this is going to be enough?” Anastasia frowned looking at the tiny cap she filled with vanilla essence. “Yeah, just make sure it's not too much. It'll make the cake bitter,” I responded, keeping my focus on beating the eggs until they were nice and frothy. “Umm,” I heard the doubt in Anastasia's voice. “How much is too much exactly?” “A teaspoon is good.” “Ok,” she whispered, still seeking uncomfortable with just adding the vanilla essence to the eggs. “Oh come-on Ana, it's not that difficult.” Julia hopped off the island
Mia's Pov Desmond's cries reverberated through the whole cell as Dominic crafted his artwork on him, leaving Desmond bleeding and lying in his own pool of blood. “I swear I don't know anything,” he cried out helplessly, his breaths coming out in short pants. “Balthazar leaves the coven occasionally, but till date it is still a mystery to everyone where he goes. He might be working with someone else but the shadow weavers are clueless. I swear I don't know anything more than this. Spare me.” Although I did not want to believe what Desmond was saying, there was some part of me that was convinced that he was not lying right now. It made my mind ponder in all directions. “Patch him up a little and make sure he stays alive. I'll come back tomorrow for more answers,” Dominic ordered the two guards standing in the corner of the cell as they bowed their heads respectively. “Yes King.” Dominic headed outside and Christian was quick to follow him. I, on the other hand, stayed back just for
Mia’s Pov As Christian tenderly tended to the minor cuts adorning my skin, his expression etched with concern, I couldn't help but find his fussing endearing, albeit slightly excessive. "Are you sure that's all?" His voice was laced with worry, his touch gentle as he dabbed at the injuries."It's really nothing, Christian," I reassured him, stifling a bemused chuckle. "I've endured worse than this. You don't need to worry so much. Besides, you do realize they will heal in a few minutes now that I'm also a werewolf."But his concern persisted, evident in the furrow of his brow and the meticulousness of his ministrations. "Even so, you need to take care," he insisted, his tone firm yet tinged with affection. "Whether you're a werewolf or not, seeing you hurt pains me."Rolling my eyes playfully, I couldn't help but tease him gently. "You're making a fuss over nothing, you know. It barely even stings anymore.""Sit up straight," he scolded lightly, his gaze softening as he focused on wr
Mia's Pov I judged wrong. In fact we did require backup. Why? Because Leo aka. Christian just landed at my feet after taking a hard blow of one of the spells. More rogues emerged as I continued throwing spells after spell, each one I remembered. Sometimes more branches erupted from the ground, sometimes fire balls shot out of my hands aimed at the rogues, sometimes the men. It was like they were pouring in numbers. Where were they even coming from? And then I notice it. To the far corner from where we were standing, a portal was opened. Just like the one Sylvia had done for me before. ‘We need to close the portal.’ I murmured through my mind link. The only question was how was I going to get there considering the big number of Balthazar's army standing as obstacles in front of me. Desmond caught onto my eye movement flicking from the portal back to the men. “Don't even think about it, Sugar,” he spat before another spell was fired my way. This fucking bastard. I dodged it before i
Mia's PovChristian wasted no time in attaching his mouth to mine, and taking me in our wolf form. What confused me was that I saw his eyes change color. They gleamed as golden sparks littered them. ‘Fuck, you feel so good mate,’ I heard his voice laced with a heavier tone. It didn't sound like him. And that had taken me aback. Was I in any trouble? Was it really my Christian? ‘Christian?’ I spoke through our mind link, a little confused and scared at the intensity at which he was going was almost…animalistic. Not that we weren't right now. But nonetheless, it made that small shudder of fear settle in. ‘Not Christian, mate. Leo.’ He corrected me. What did he mean by that where was Christian? ‘Im his wolf,’ he answered my unspoken question as he kept pounding into me at an inhumane speed while I became a moaning mess. This was so confusing. So basically my mate has a wolf that's…well, that's him but not him? That's how werewolves work? Which means I would have another soul in my body
Mia's Pov"Ready?" Christian's voice broke through my reluctance, and I couldn't help but sigh, my gaze fixed on him. No, I wasn't ready to embark on this ordeal again. The shift always brought a sense of dread, the kind that could mortify. But did I have a choice? It seemed not."No, but I suppose we're not exactly spoiled for options," I muttered, a hint of frustration coloring my words. Christian's chuckle only aggravated my mood, prompting me to shoot him a sharp glare."Take off your clothes if you'd rather not see them torn to shreds," he suggested with a smirk, his gaze suggestive. The nerve of that man."Excited, are we?" I retorted, unzipping my jacket in defiance, noting the glint of anticipation in his eyes."You bet," he replied eagerly."Hmm..." I tilted my chin defiantly with a smirk playing on my lips. He could fantasize all he wanted, but I had other plans. "Well, that's too bad because that's not happening," I declared, striding behind a nearby tree to continue disrobi
Author’s PovIn the heart of the dense, foreboding forest, Balthazar, cloaked in shadows, moved with the silence of a ghost. The twisted branches of the trees reached out like skeletal fingers, casting eerie shadows that danced in the moonlight. Emerging from the darkness, he finally stood before the imposing silhouette of the dark palace, its spires piercing the night sky like jagged teeth. Two guards lowered their spears in a defensive stance as he approached. The gleam of their weapons reflected the uncertainty in their eyes as they strained to discern the figure cloaked in mystery before them.With a deliberate movement, Balthazar drew back the hood of his cloak, revealing his sharp, angular features, illuminated by the pale light. His dark eyes bore into the guards, a silent challenge lingering in their depths. Recognition dawned in their eyes as they stepped aside, allowing him passage through the imposing gates.Once inside, Balthazar's heavy footsteps echoed through the caver
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