One more chapter to go before this story comes to an end. I'm not crying. ಥ‿ಥ
D E L I L A H NINE MONTHS LATER A low groan slipped passed my lips as I felt pain spread through my belly. I sleepily cradled my stomach, turning to my other side to find a more comfortable position. Fucking Braxton Hicks. The baby was kicking up a storm in my stomach while I was trying to get some damn sleep. Azriel, the usual light sleeper that he was immediately woke up at the sound of my groan. He rubbed his hands on the side of my waist, kissing my neck from behind. “Are you okay, baby?” I hummed, sighing as he wrapped his arms around me. “Yes, it's just the stupid mild contractions. But this one seems more intense.” I said with a wince. “Do you think it's time?” He said, his tone worried. I shook my head, trying to ease down his worries. “The doctor said I have one week left before I go into active labor, remember?” I murmured, still feeling very uncomfortable. “But there's a chance she might be coming earlier than we thought.” Yes, we were having a girl. Azriel had been
D E L I L A HThe blaring sound of my alarm made me jump from my bed, accompanied by my grandma's scream for my name.I quickly scrambled from the bed and ran towards the sound of her voice. My vision felt foggy and all I saw was blue, but the alarm in her voice was enough to make me worried.My grandma's health was slowly deteriorating and I couldn't afford anything that would make her sicker than she already was.I walked down the stairs to see my grandma holding a paper in her hands with a shocked expression on her face. Her face was as white as sheet as she read whatever was on the paper. What could have her so worried like this?Hearing my footsteps, Nana Alma's head snapped up towards mine. Her olive green eyes that were so much similar to mine wrinkled with worry. “Lilah dear, can you go get me my glasses? I must surely be seeing things.” She said in a fearful tone that I haven't heard her speak in years. “What's wrong, Nana? Are you okay?” I walked closer to her and held her
D E L I L A HLike they always say, wishes don't always come true. In my case, it never does. Because here I was two weeks later, getting prepared for the breeding ceremony. I could swear that two weeks ago was yesterday. There was a knock on my door, snapping me from my thoughts. “Lilah, are you ready? The ceremony will begin soon, dear.” Nana's voice called out behind the door.Not wanting her to see my tears, I quickly wiped them from my face and applied a touch of makeup. I walked out of my little room and came face to face with a worried-looking Nana.I tried to smile, but I knew she could see right through it, as if my trembling lips hadn't given off exactly how I felt about all of this. “Everything is going to be okay, darling.” Nana said, pulling me into a comforting hug. I leaned more into her touch and couldn't help but feel like this was the last time I would ever get to have her this close to me. “I don't know, Nana. I don't know.” I murmured into her hair. Not even a
D E L I L A H“She looks so small and fragile. He is no good for her. He would kill her.” “I agree,” Another voice said. “He's a monster and she looks so innocent. I just hope she would be able to melt his cold heart.” I woke up with a groan, hoping the voices would stop. And it did. I slowly opened my eyes to take in my surroundings. I was lying on a soft bed in a large, ornately decorated room. I sat up and looked around, taking in the luxurious furnishings and the opulent decorations. Everything was so foreign to me, so far removed from the simple life I had known in my small pack.The door creaked open, it was a woman, a maid by the looks of her, carrying a tray of food.The two other women in the room looked at me strangely before scrambling out of the room like someone was hot on their tails. "Good morning, my lady," the maid said, setting the tray down on the bed. "I hope you slept well."I blinked in confusion. Lady? Why was this woman calling me lady? And what was I even d
D E L I L A HToday made it the second day of my stay at the GoldenCrest Pack and each day that passed made me more miserable and anxious.Here I was, all alone in a strange land. I knew Azriel had assured me that my grandmother was in perfect condition but I couldn't help but be worried. What if something happens to her when no one was around? I knew I had to make a decision. And fast. I couldn't stay here and let him decide my fate. I didn't ask for this and I definitely wasn't going to sit by and allow him use me however he wanted. I got out of my room and walked down the stairs. The interior of the house was jaw dropping, it was literally made of gold. What was Azriel's obsession with gold? His whole house seemed to be covered in them. Perhaps there was something more to it? It just couldn't be because of the fact that his eyes were also made of gold.Or was I really just making a fuse out of nothing?I shook my head and walked further down the stairs. The scent of food immediat
D E L I L A HI ran and ran, my heart pounding heavily in my chest as I fled from my mate, Azriel. I refused to be used as his breeder, determined to escape from his pack. With renewed hope surging through me, I pushed myself harder. However, it wasn't long before I heard the sound of Azriel's footsteps closing in on me.I picked up my pace, hoping to outrun him, but my efforts proved futile. I could feel his hot breath on my neck, and I knew I had to think fast. Frantically searching for an escape route, I scanned the surroundings, but all I could see were trees and bushes.Then, suddenly, the sound of Azriel's footsteps disappeared. It was hard to believe - had he given up? Afraid it might be a trap, I didn't dare look back. I continued running until the sun began to set, casting a dark shadow across the sky.Unsure of my destination, I knew I had to keep moving. Every second was precious, and I couldn't afford to waste any time. Finally, as night fell and darkness enveloped the sur
Loud howls of pain and the sickening sound of bones cracking pierced the air as I stood frozen, watching in awe and disbelief as my mate, Azriel, underwent a magnificent transformation. Before me, he morphed into a majestic, golden wolf. My eyes widened with shock, and my mouth hung open in astonishment at the breathtaking sight before me. The wolf's fur radiated an ethereal glow, illuminating the darkness around us. Its towering height cast a shadow over me, and its eyes, still the familiar golden hue but now tinged with a darker shade, pierced through my soul. In a split second, the wolf darted forward, closing the distance between itself and one of the vampires—Durcam. With a menacing display of sharp canines, Azriel unleashed a powerful roar, locking his teeth onto the vampire's neck and tearing it away with a force that sent the severed head tumbling to the ground, mere inches away from me. A scream of terror threatened to escape my throat at the horrifying scene that unfolded
D E L I L A H I dropped the hair comb on the counter and stared at my reflection through the mirror. It was undeniable that I was visibly glowing after drinking Azriel's blood two days ago. I had tried to deny the fact, but there was nothing else that would explain it. What could that mean? And I hadn't seen Azriel for the past two days. It seemed like he was deliberately avoiding me for reasons unknown to me. I needed answers. I wanted to know what drinking his blood meant. I knew my life was never going to remain the same again after crossing paths with him, and the thought scared me. I didn't want anything that would bind me to him. My stance remained unchanged. I never wanted to be anyone's breeder, and what happened two days ago hadn't changed anything. Giving myself one last look, I walked out of the closet in my temporary room. Much to my dismay, Azriel had gotten clothes for me, and now I had loads of outfits that I would probably never wear in "my" closet. He still didn't