LOGIN"She is a fool. It was as easy as fucking." Lucien smirked and my heart started to pound heavily against my chest, especially when he began advancing towards me with murderous intent. What was going on? What did they mean by their words? "L-Lucien, why is she h-here?" I choked as he reached forward to grab me by the neck. Malia laughed as I struggled to breathe, my airways being blocked as Lucien tightened his grip on my neck. He raised me up over the cliff and I was dangling in the air, a feeling of dread going through me as I could see my death. I kicked and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to let me go when he flung me against the nearest tree hard. I coughed blood as I crashed into the tree heavily, my body hurting as I collapsed to the floor. I tried to talk but my mouth felt too heavy, my eyes widening in disbelief as I watched Lucien bring out a sharp knife. He opened my mouth and brought out my tongue while Malia kept laughing, pointing at me with a smug look on her face. I was still confused. What was going on? Was Lucien being controlled? "I reject you, Nadia, as my mate and future Luna," He growled as he sliced my tongue off.
View MoreNadia's pov.
It hasn't been a month since my mother's death, and Dad was already remarried to an heiress, old enough to be his daughter, and now on my wedding eve, I watched in awe as my fiancée thrust into her roughly.
"L-Lucien." I stammered, startling them. I watched as he tore away from Malia, my father's new bride, and tried advancing towards me.
"Nadia." He called gently, wanting to touch me, but I slapped his hand away, tears burning my eyes as I watched his expression tighten.
Malia looked nonchalant as she relaxed against the bed. I turned away and ran out of the room, sniffing.
'Why?' I pondered, feeling my heart tighten in pain when I felt someone grab me by the arm. I turned to see it was Lucien, clad in only pants.
"It's not what you think." He tried explaining but the tears just rolled down my cheeks.
Lucien and I had been childhood friends since we were born, not only that, we were engaged and luckily, when I turned 18, he turned out to be my mate.
After my mother's death, he became everything to me. I didn't mind Malia stealing my father from me since Dad never really cared about me. His dislike for me grew when I was announced as mum's heir, rather than him.
And now, Lucien just betrayed me? Dad needs to know this.
"Let me go. I need to report what I just witnessed to my father." I struggled, taking my eyes to the ground. I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes right now.
"Never." His grip on my wrists tightened, and I bit my lower lip hard.
"Just hear me out." He began and I looked into his bright, golden eyes, one of the features about him that made me fall in love with him.
"I was drugged. Malia offered me a drink as a means of new bonds and before I knew it, I was all over her." He explained and my guts screamed at me, that he was lying.
But as he reached forward to cup my cheeks, leaning forward to kiss me on the lips, my senses became scattered and I found myself kissing him back.
He wrapped his hand around my waist and drew me closer to him. I breathed into his manly, vanilla scent and felt intoxicated, my wolf purring in my head.
"I am sorry. Please forgive me." He broke the kiss and when I opened my eyes, I thought I saw a tear escape his eyes and nodded.
"Please don't ever hurt me like that again," I whispered and he smiled, leaning forward to peck me on the forehead.
"You can trust me." He hugged me and I buried my head into his chest, feeling the pain lessening.
Lucien already explained. Malia drugged him and I wouldn't be surprised that she could stoop that low. I mean, she is the same woman who has tried to compete with me in every way possible.
She was probably annoyed that I didn't care about her hanging on to my dad anymore and decided to go after Lucien, the man after my own heart, the man I shall get married to, tomorrow.
"I still need to report to Daddy; he has to know the type of snake he brought into our household," I told Lucien, whose golden eyes seemed to spark with fury.
It obviously couldn't be towards me. Perhaps he was annoyed, that Malia played him for a fool.
"Alright, I will come with you but first, I need to show you something." Lucien winked at me and started dragging me outside the palace.
"What?" I laughed, clinging to his arm and he chuckled.
"It's a surprise, you would be blown out of your mind." He touched my nose and I nodded, feeling excitement brimming in me.
I couldn't wait to see what it was. The full moon was out tonight so could it be a romantic dinner?
Lucien led me to a cliff and when I looked around, it was all dark and silent. No candlelight dinner or even fireflies.
"Lucien, did you miss the way?" I turned to ask him only to see Malia emerging from the shadows, the side of her lips curling into a smirk as her silver orbs met mine.
"I never thought you could bring her here, especially after she caught us together." She nudged Lucien, who burst into maniacal laughter that sent shivers down my spine.
"She is a fool. It was as easy as fucking." Lucien smirked and my heart started to pound heavily against my chest, especially when he began advancing towards me with murderous intent.
What was going on? What did they mean by their words?
"L-Lucien, why is she h-here?" I choked as he reached forward to grab me by the neck.
Malia laughed as I struggled to breathe, my airways being blocked as Lucien tightened his grip on my neck.
He raised me up over the cliff and I was dangling in the air, a feeling of dread going through me as I could see my death.
I kicked and clawed at his hand, trying to get him to let me go when he flung me against the nearest tree hard.
I coughed blood as I crashed into the tree heavily, my body hurting as I collapsed to the floor.
I tried to talk but my mouth felt too heavy, my eyes widening in disbelief as I watched Lucien bring out a sharp knife.
He opened my mouth and brought out my tongue while Malia kept laughing, pointing at me with a smug look on her face.
I was still confused. What was going on? Was Lucien being controlled?
"I reject you, Nadia, as my mate and future Luna," He growled as he sliced my tongue off.
My mouth burned, blood gushing out as my heart shattered into multiple pieces. I couldn't scream, I could feel my strength draining especially when he kicked me off the cliff.
I fell repeatedly for minutes and finally got smashed against a rock, my bones shattering as the world disappeared from my vision.
Valerie’s POVI watched Neal walk away from the library, his shoulders stiff. My heart felt like a stone in my chest. The warm, safe feeling from his arms was already fading, replaced by the cold air of the castle. And the cold stare of his brother.Noah did not look at me with anger. He looked at me like I was a puzzle he had solved. A quiet, satisfied smile played on his lips.“Come, wife,” he said, his voice flat. “The library is no place for you today.”I wanted to scream. I wanted to run after Neal. But my feet would not move. I was trapped. Again.I followed him out of the room, my head down. He did not take me back to my room. Instead, he led me to his office. It was a big room, full of dark wood and maps. It smelled like him, strong and a little dangerous.He pointed to a large, comfortable chair in the corner. “Sit there. You can read books about the pack. I have work to do. I want you where I can see you.”He did not want me alonel. I understood his game. I sat down, pulling
Neal’s POVI swung my fist into the thick tree trunk again. The bark scraped my knuckles raw. Pain shot up my arm. Good. I welcomed it. This pain was simple. It was clean. It was better than the other pain, the one that sat like a cold rock in my chest.The memory of yesterday played in my head like a bad dream. Nadia, standing so close to Noah. His hand on her arm. The look in her eyes… a look I could not read. And those flowers. The blue and yellow petals I had picked for her, now crushed on the floor. My gift, destroyed. My heart, broken.I was her mate. I was her husband. But I felt a million miles away from her right now.I hit the tree again. The leaves above me shook. I was also an Alpha of this pack. But right now, I feel like a lost boy.Suddenly, a sharp feeling cut through my anger. It was not my feeling. It came through the bond, the invisible string that tied my soul to Nadia’s.It was fear. A spike of pure, cold fear.I stopped, my breath catching. My first thought was a
Nadia's POVThe heavy wooden door closed behind me with a soft click. The sound was as final as a judge hitting his desk with a small hammer to end a trial. Then I heard the lock turn. It was a sharp sound that seemed to bounce off the walls of my suddenly quiet room. I was alone. Or at least, my body was alone in this large, pretty prison. My spirit, my heart… they were not with me.They were out in the hallway, broken into pieces on the cold stone floor next to the crushed flowers Neal had brought for me. I could still feel the echo of his pain. It was like a cold, hurting wind blowing through the mate bond we shared. His hurt was like a live wire, sending little shocks through my own nerves. His broken heart was beating a rough, unsteady rhythm inside my own chest.I made myself look down, away from the door. There they were. A sad, messy collection of blue, white, and yellow. They had been so delicate. So pretty. Now they just looked like lies. Pretty little lies that had been cru
Neal's POVThe sun was just starting to rise when I began my search. I wanted to find the perfect flowers for Valerie. Something to show her I cared. Something to make her smile after last night's pain.First, I went to the riverbank where the blue flowers grow. I knew they are her favorite color. I picked them carefully, making sure not to crush any petals. The morning dew made them sparkle just like how I see her in my eyes.Then I walked to the meadow where the white flowers bloom. They smell sweet, like honey. I thought their scent might comfort her. I gathered a bunch, being gentle with their delicate stems.My last stop was the old oak tree. That's where the yellow flowers grow. They're bright and cheerful, like sunshine. I wanted to bring some of that light to her room.My hands were full of color now. Blue, white, yellow. A rainbow of hope. I arranged them as I walked back to the castle, trying to make them look nice together.My knuck still hurt from last night after I had pu
Noah's POVThe silence between Valerie and me was so obvious. We walked side-by-side through the bustling market, but my whole world had narrowed to the space where my hand had just touched the small of her back. Where my lips had touched her and From sucking her petite breasts. A faint, hot tingle still danced across my body.Good, the demon purred, its voice a sound in the back of my skull. She feels our claim. She will not forget it."I am not trying to make her afraid of me," I argued back in my mind, keeping my face a mask of calm as a merchant shouted about his fresh apples. The sweet smell of them turned sour in my nose.Liar, the demon hissed, You want her to tremble. You want her to know, deep in her bones, that she belongs to us. To you. To me. We are the same.My jaw tightened so hard it ached. The demon was right, and the truth of it shamed me. When I had pressed her against that wall, a wild, possessive part of me had wanted to mark her right there, in the dirty alley. To
Nadia's POVI woke feeling clean and new. The fire in my blood was gone. My head was clear. I sat up in bed, testing my arms and legs. No pain. No weakness. It was like last night's sickness never happened.Then I remembered. Neal's hands on my skin. His voice in my ear. His touch had healed me. The vision was right, only my mate could stop the pain.The door opened and Jessica came in with breakfast. Her face lit up when she saw me."Oh dear Luna Valerie! You look so much better!" She put the tray on my lap. "The healer said you were very sick last night. But you look perfect now!"I began to eat the warm porridge and bread. Jessica cleaned the room while she talked."It's so strange," she said. "First remember that time your hand won't heal, now this fever. Both times, you get better on your own. The healer doesn't understand it."I kept eating, saying nothing."She told Alpha Noah and Alpha Neal it makes no sense," Jessica continued. "Sickness that comes and goes like that. Honestl












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