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Diego’s POV - I closed my laptop harshly and slumped on the chair. “Get your shit together Delcan. Thinking about her and only her will make us insane” I snapped at my beast and in return, he did nothing but just growled at me as always. He stopped talking after that night but I can feel his emotions very well. I kind of miss him very much. Whenever I was not in a good mental state he was the one who was always with me but now when I don't have him to constantly nag me in every situation I feel lonely. Both of us were agitated, irritated, angry, confused, and not feeling good after we met that huntress. We don’t want to think about her or to even accept that we have finally met our mate but again we both are stuck on what to do in this situation. We were not like the other people who had imagined this scenario of finding their mate many times. Truth be told we both were a little nervous and not certain about finding our mate for a long time. Neither my wolf nor me are normal, and
I don't have the guts to see the face of the man from whom I am feeling those tingles, but without even looking at his face, I already know who he is. I stared at his chest, which was covered with a black t-shirt, and my heart was already thumping hard in my chest. My brain was already playing that 7-minute streaming of my whole life before dying that everyone talks about. I finally took a deep breath and raised my head to look at him, but as soon as I saw his glowing eyes, my breath caught away. His grey eyes were now hazel in color and looked as if they were glowing. I tried but failed to tear my gaze away from him. The attraction that I was trying to ignore for days knocked me out hard. I knew that my being dead was a matter of a few seconds or minutes (if I was lucky), but why deny anything when I only had a few moments of my life remaining? I was clutching his t-shirt hard, and I was well aware of his hands on my waist too, which was the only support that was not letting my body
When I woke up, I found myself in a dimly lit dungeon with my hands and legs tied with chains that were attached to the wall. I remembered the external force that I felt in the knights from those two wolves, and again, a shiver went down my spine. "This time, the situation is really messed up," I thought to myself. I could hear many growls coming from the nearby cells, and I tried to keep my heart calm. I am in a cell, and its door was made of metal with a little window in it. I am badly hoping that they had locked the door properly because every single soul in this whole dungeon is a threat to my life. When I chose the life of a huntress, I knew that I would make many enemies, but at that time, I never thought that if I ever left this hunting, it would leave me all alone and weak in front of one of the strongest creatures God created. I waited there for a very long time for anyone to come and do their interrogation (or, truth be told, torture). I was really not expecting them to tre
"Oh, you will surely tell me everything, but you know, this shirt that I am wearing," he pointed towards his white shirt, "this is pure white, and I didn't want it to get stained," he mockingly said. I again turned my gaze downwards. {I hate these people. They only know how to get their work done by any means. I hate everyone - hunters, wolves, witches, everyone,} "I will tell you everything that you need to know. You don't have to torture me, your white shirt will stay strainless," he didn’t say anything, but I also didn’t look at him. More than these wounds, my attraction towards him is killing me. "My mom is a huntress, and killing wolves is the only motto of her life. When I was born, I was trained to be a huntress from my childhood. My mom always taught me only one thing: 'Wolves are creatures that are meant to be murdered ruthlessly.' As I grew up and saw the other hunters grieving the death of their loved ones who were killed by wolves, I also started despising wolves, but tha
"So that's it," I couldn't help but struggle between being scared, nervous, and confused. She approached me and, without saying anything, started unlocking the cuffs. "Where are you taking me?" I asked her, but she didn't say anything. Instead, after removing the cuffs, she took hold of my arm tightly. "Listen, if you're going to kill me, then at least tell me so I can make up my mind for it," I said to her, but she ignored me again and dragged me outside the cell. When I came outside the cell, I couldn't believe how clean and classy they kept their dungeons. She dragged me through a corridor that had many similar cell doors, but there wasn't even a single strain of blood in the whole corridor, which was commendable. I would have complimented her, but I was scared for my well-being, so I asked her more questions to know what they were planning for me. "Where is Diego?" I asked her, but she was still silent. Before I could ask her anything more, she stopped in front of a guy. I tried
I looked around the house to see if there was any exit I could use to run away if he decided to kill me. "Even if you found an exit, you couldn't run faster than me. So, don't waste your time and sit there," Diego told me tiredly. He sat on the rocking chair and pointed at the couch in front of him. I didn't want to sit there or be in the same room as him, but telling him anything was nothing less than a suicide attempt. I silently went there and sat on the couch, steadying my gaze on the fireplace. The way I felt around him was hazardous for my health, and him sitting there shirtless in front of me wasn't helping much in this case. "There's something you should know," he stated, and I said nothing. "When I'm talking to you, look at me," he snapped angrily, scared and annoyed me simultaneously. "But," I bit my lip to shut my mouth before him. He is dangerous, and I know he wouldn't think twice before killing me. I finally turned my gaze towards him and looked him in the eye. I just
I can't help but feel betrayed, scared, and anxious at these indescribable emotions. "When did I start landing in these extreme, messed-up situations again?" I sat there and grabbed my hair harshly. "So, all those stories about his ruthlessness are completely true. If he tortured me so much when I am his mate, just imagine what he would do with someone who is his enemy and not his mate." I shivered just imagining it. "But how do I escape this situation now? He won't let me run anywhere, and as he is one of the people from the royal family, there is no place on earth where I can hide from them." I was in the middle of all these thoughts when the door opened, and the Luna Queen entered. As soon as my eyes landed on her, I couldn't help but feel more scared. No matter how much the hunters trained me, I was no match for her if she decided she wanted to kill me. "What did he tell you?" she asked me and sat on the couch. "That I am his mate," I replied. She nodded and waited for me to co
My shriek woke him up, and he instantly let go of my hand. “What the hell are you doing?” he snapped at me instead of apologizing, which made me extremely angry. “Waking you up from your nightmare, you fucker!” I shouted back at him. “I should not have thought about helping you in the first place,” I mumbled, looking around the house. “Now give me something. My hand is bleeding,” I snapped at him. Though I was not expecting him to do so, he instantly moved and took a cloth from the nearby drawer and gave it to me. “Do you want medicine?” he asked me hesitantly, and I glared at him. “I will be back in a minute,” he mumbled, quickly running upstairs. I sat on the couch and removed the bandage Luna Queen had dressed my previous wound with. I know I am clumsy, and it is normal for me to have at least a bruise or cut or a small wound every time, but when in this hell, I started getting new deep wounds almost every day. He came towards me and passed me the first aid kit, which I gladly ac