Despite not wanting to get irritated, I feel exactly the same – irritated, annoyed, and kind of betrayed. He never said we were exclusive. He never said that I was the one for him, instead, he had told the opposite, so why am I so angry? Why am I feeling like a cheated-on wife?I scoff at my own thoughts.‘Let’s go for a run?’ Amai says‘Yeah, that will be better,’ I sigh.I glance at my phone because I keep doing that today, just thinking if there’ll be any call from the alpha, but there’s none, not even a text, informing me that he will be leaving for the meeting with Sarah.I turn off the device in anger and leave the room.The run proves to be a good one because it renders me with energy and less resentment. I come back by mid-afternoon. My stomach growls as I trudge my way to my room. Somehow despite the acute sense of feeling starved, I don’t want to eat.What is wrong with me?‘You are catching feelings,’ Amaia says matter-of-factly.I gulp, not responding or arguing with her c
He is definitely not expecting to be kissed by me, the one [1] she-wolf who suggested that we should keep this relationship a professional one.However, he soon regains his composure. I yelp against his mouth as he wraps his arms around my waist and whirls me so that my back hits the door. I inhale deeply, taking in his scent. But… something feels odd? I let it slide for the moment because that is not important right now. My wolf and I need to claim him right now., for what reason and how we gained this audacity is beyond me. “Get in,” he murmurs against my lips while his fingers are busy getting under my t-shirt. I manage to blindly punch in the code and together we almost stumble into the room. He closes the door rather loudly and presses me against it, claiming my mouth into a searing kiss. He slots his left thigh between my legs while his erection presses against my hip. I can’t help but rut against his thighs, slick between my legs and soaking my underwear. His lips trail a b
The look of sadness and hurt in Aysel’s eyes gnaw at my heart. I watch her leave the infirmary while I can do nothing but follow the nurse who wants me to take Sarah back. Liam is on duty or else I would have asked him to do this instead of accompanying her myself.“What happened to that man?” I ask the nurse before going to meet Sarah.“Ah, I think he got poisoned by nightshade or so beta Aysel informed.” I nod jerkily before thanking her and going to meet Sarah.She bowed her head in greeting.“How are you feeling?” I ask, flickering my gaze at her bandaged ankle.“Better. Thank you,” she murmurs, giving me a small smile.“The nurse said you are fit to go back. Think you can manage that?” I ask. She darts her gaze away, almost looking uncomfortable.“Fine, I will call Liam then and ask him to escort you back,” I murmur as I fish out my phone and hurriedly shoot a text to her brother.“But, he—”“He will be here in half an hour,” I inform her as Liam sends me a reply immediately.Sar
“I need you to clear your schedule for the day,” Azriel tells me all of a sudden. My gaze flickers towards Sarah who seems to be working but the way her typing changed its rhythm, I am sure she is listening to us. “Where?” I murmur, not completely paying attention to him. The fact that Sarah still sits there, beside Azriel’s desk, irks me to no end. “Somewhere.” He doesn’t elaborate and doesn’t show much curiosity either. In fact, it feels as if the words he uttered that night were more or less insincere.I have still yet to meet that ‘someone’ from the medical department, and he shows no sign of introducing me to them. Hence, for this meeting or whatever, I won’t keep much hope. ~~~~~~~After lunch, we leave the palace. Surprisingly, I see no driver this time. Although I am skeptical, I don’t voice my thoughts. I also noticed how Sarah frowned when I packed my stuff and left the office, following Azriel. From my peripheral vision, I saw her almost take an aborted step toward the e
“Thank you for this,” Aysel says once again as we drive back to the palace. “There’s no need to thank me. I am just relieved that he is alive,” I murmur. After a beat of silence, she asks, “Who did this to him? Did he say anything about it?”I shake my head. “He knows what poisons were used, but can’t remember who chased him down.” “Was it, someone from—”“From alpha king’s men? Probably, very likely,” I reply. “But if so, then why can’t we prove it?” Aysel asks, voice impatient. “We are working on that,” I reply slowly. “Why do you think I ask you to sort the accounts of every member working for me and the alpha king in the palace? Most of them were hired after…” I trail off, my throat tightening as I mutter the next words, “After my mother went missing, the whole staff was practically changed.”I hear her inhale sharply. “Why?”I let out a bitter laugh. “don’t know, but definitely so that my biological father could rule the werewolves without being questioned. He was a ruthles
I step into the training arena, feeling good about today. I smile because this time, I know that I won’t have to feel sad or nostalgic because Kai isn’t here. He is and soon he will also be here, joining me physically perhaps. I hope so. Suddenly, a familiar scent of sweat and leather fill my nostrils. It has been a while since Azriel and I practiced together, and I can't help but feel a surge of anticipation and excitement. As he approaches me, his eyes twinkling with mischief, I can't help but notice how his lithe frame and well-defined muscles have grown even more enticing. He is wearing a black tank top which accentuates his tan skin even more and joggers that hand long on his hips. I feel a spike of arousal shoots down my spine. Not now, Aysel. "Long time no spar," he says, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. "Missed me?"I raise an eyebrow, mirroring his playful demeanor. "Maybe a little," I reply, my voice laced with feigned nonchalance.“I had a good spar partner before
I stand on the balcony, looking out at the lush darkness that stretches forward. Mom did not elaborate and later send a text message only mentioning the time, and place to meet. The hour was odd, after midnight, almost after everyone goes to bed. I don’t know what anyone who notices me slipping out will think. I go inside the room and take a few essential things with me in a small bag. Just for safety.As I slip out in the night, weaving my way through the shadows so that no one would notice me immediately, I can't seem to shake off the weight of my concerns. Azriel is seemingly on the path to marriage, and I can't help but wonder why he never shared this news with me. The thought of him marrying someone else, while keeping me in the dark, gnaws at my heart.Azriel has always been an enigma, a force of nature that demands attention and admiration. His commanding presence, chiseled features, and piercing eyes have a way of captivating anyone who crosses his path. I thought, well, doub
The morning starts rather normally and as I prepare myself for the day after returning from a run, I go over what I should be doing, and what work I have to assign to Aysel. A smile comes over my lips as I contemplate if I should spar with her again. The realization that she is becoming more and more significant to me and that she is becoming someone whose involvement is crucial in my life scares me and makes me feel warm all over at the same time. I am about to leave the room when there’s a series of knocks on the door. The insistence and sharp raps make me wonder if something urgent has cropped up. I frown and open the door. James stands on the other side and going by her pale face, my earlier guess is correct. “What happened?” I ask with an exasperated sigh. Goddess, the day has not even begun and problems have already started. I wish for once, I could live in peace. “Beta Aysel,” he begins and all of a sudden, I am on high alert. “What about her?” I ask sharply. “Well, she i