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
"What did you do?" I stood up from the chair. "She is alive," he stated, which calmed me a little, but I also know that this doesn’t mean she is safe. I am also alive, but only I know how much he made me suffer in those dungeons. Did he take Mom there, too? "What did you do to her?" I asked him again while trying my best not to lose my cool. "Nothing, just had a little chat." Though he said this, I know for sure that the matter is not that easy. I looked around and saw his mobile phone lying on the table. I took it and dialed the nurse's number, and surprisingly he didn't stop me. She answered the call after four rings. "Hello, is my mom alright?" I asked her without wasting even a single second. "Oh, Arya, is it you?" she asked me, and I couldn't help but be impatient. "Yes, it’s me. How’s my mom?" I asked her, and when she didn’t reply instantly, I knew that there was indeed something that he did. "Well, she is fine, but I will suggest that you ask your acquaintances not to co
"What do you want?" she didn't give me time to even see the things properly and stood in front of me with her hands crossed."To tell you my truth," I said and sat on the sofa or bed; I don't know what it is."But I didn't want to know anything about you," she stated, and I took a deep breath."Don't you feel attracted towards me?" I asked her, and she didn't say anything. "Don't you feel angry when you imagine someone else with me?" The way she clenched her fists, I already know her answer."That's why. I also can't even imagine you with someone else. I know that you will find someone else soon. I also know that you are unable to feel the bond as strongly as I feel because you are human. But I didn't want to regret my whole life that I sent my mate away from me because I was scared." She scrunched her eyebrows but didn't say anything."I have secrets, a lot of secrets. Those secrets are something that, even after years, I just learned to avoid and not fully accept them." Before I con
"I am listening, love," Ryder replied to Arya, and now I think it's time to interrupt their little game. "Buy something sizzling hot and spicy for me, and no bread, please. I am sick of eating bread every other day for a year now," her words and Ryder's expressions not only shocked me but also made me clasp my hand tightly around my mouth to refrain from laughing out loud. Ryder kept looking at her with monotonous expressions for a good few minutes when his big brother Jace decided to interrupt. "Why are you wasting your time when you already know she is a tough nut to crack? I am the one who trained her to not break in situations like these. She has already been tortured in training, and no one was ever able to break her until her mom was not the one... and now she is dead. We don't have any weapon to use against her." Arya didn't say anything; she just smirked at both of them, which, much to my amusement, didn't make either of them mad. "No, brother, none of you were able to under
I ran towards the graveyard but was unable to spot Arya or Ry. I mind-linked the warrior whom I had sent to drop Arya off at the borders, but he informed me that the Alpha King planned to drop her there by himself. I mind-linked Ry, and as soon as the connection was established, I instantly felt that something was off. "Ry, where are you?" I asked him. "I don't think you should come here," his statement made me more anxious than before. "Ry... if it's about Arya, then I am surely going to come there," I stated and walked towards the border. "Fine, just follow the directions I am mind-linking, don't let your scent and aura out, and be as silent as you can. Be cautious; I still don't know what these people are capable of... And yes," he stopped, which made me more anxious. "Keep your beast calm. If he surfaces, then we will lose a great opportunity to capture a very dangerous person," he informed me, and I followed his instructions without thinking twice. Obviously, Arya never falls
"You can't lie to me," his eyes turned emerald in color. "So, don't even try," he said, and though I was scared to the core, I still tried to hold my ground. I won't put myself in trouble until they know the exact thing, and they can only get this information from me. "What gave you that idea?" I asked him, trying to appear as calm as possible. "Listen, kid, I am the alpha king for a reason. I can hear your heartbeats; I can smell fear on you," he warned. "That's not fear, that's called sweat, and everyone sweats... I just sweat a lot," I told him with fake sass. He glared at me as if he could bury me six feet under the ground right then and there. I did my best not to look away from his eyes. "A liar with confidence like you is a disaster," he muttered, but I didn't say anything in response; I just kept looking into his eyes. After a while, a warrior approached us, baring his neck as soon as he reached us. He didn't even raise his gaze towards the alpha king. "You can go. I will
I groaned in pain as my whole body hurt like hell, and I was sure that my stupidity would result in ugly bruises all over my body by tomorrow. I expected people to come running when they heard me shrieking, but when none of them came, I realized that the werewolves obviously had soundproof doors. I really needed to think about all these things before doing stupid things. I groaned at my own stupidity. I decided to lie like this for a few minutes because after falling down the stairs, my head was spinning. God knows what else I have to do to correct the mistakes I've made in the past. Suddenly, I heard a bang from upstairs and the footsteps of a couple of people running. Despite my efforts, I finally gave up trying to stand up from the floor. "Arya," I heard Diego's voice calling for me. "Yeah," I shouted, and instantly saw him, along with the king and queen, running toward me. "What happened?" he asked me. Though he came running towards me, the pain I saw on his face made me reali
"Leave Dee out of all this, and I will see what I can do in this situation," Alpha King said to Federico, who took a deep breath. "I really wanted to take your help, but even after being the Alpha King, you can't help me, Alpha. You are not a Lycan," he stated, making me wonder what they are discussing. "We will never know until we try," Luna Queen said to the old man. Though I still can't understand what they are discussing, I can see that the matter is very serious. It would have been great if I could get popcorn while listening to all these exciting things. I sat on a nearby chair and folded my legs to make myself comfortable. "No, Addy, Ry... none of you are getting yourselves into this. You already have a lot to deal with," Diego interrupted. "Federico, none of us can help you," he said with authority. "Give us a bit of time to think about things. You can stay in the guest's room until then. Downstairs, the warriors are waiting for you. They will show you the place where you'l
I can hear the voices around me, but I am in so much pain that my brain is unable to process anything that anyone is saying. When I felt someone's hand on my shoulder, I shouted in panic, "Don't touch me, it hurts!" I shouted. I know that I am fine; I made sure not to get hurt, so why am I feeling so much pain? "Sedate her, Addy. Give her anesthesia," there is complete chaos around me, but Diego's voice is ringing loud and clear in my ears. What is happening? I feel my body being lifted up from the ground, and people are moving around me, but I am unable to understand anything. I am sitting above a silver wolf while someone is clutching me from behind. I can see a huge black wolf nearby, and on it, a wounded Diego is sitting while the old man is sitting behind Diego, clutching him tightly. There is surely something wrong with me, there are no silver wolves in this world. The last thing I remember is Diego's face, which looks sad while tears are falling from his eyes. "Diego..." I mu
Arya’s POV - "These girls will make me mad someday," he said, while I could clearly see him getting panicked. He instantly turned towards me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "Go to the hospital and get yourself checked. I will be back soon," he told me, and without waiting for my reply, he jumped out of the window. I wanted to shout behind him to take me with him too, but he was too fast. Within seconds, I couldn't even see him in the woods. "Maybe I could have helped," I mumbled. I didn't think our meeting would be like this, for sure. When I came back, he was so good with me. For once, I really thought that he wanted me to stay here with him. But then in the morning, he himself told me that I could go once I was healthy. I sat on the nearby chair and took a deep breath. "Stop thinking all this, Arya," I said to myself, but I still felt terrible about Diego's lack of interest in me. "Being with Diego was never possible in the first place. It is good that he clarified his disin
Throughout the night, I kept gazing at Arya's peacefully sleeping features. I noticed how she would occasionally smile in her sleep, how her nose twitched, and the adorable way she would itch her face when her hair touched it. She mumbled some coherent things with a slight frown, and she slept with her mouth wide open. I was so engrossed in admiring her that the entire night slipped away, and I still felt as if I had just arrived. When she furrowed her brow and partially opened her eyes, I knew she would wake up soon. So, I sat casually and waited for her. Gradually, she woke up, and the first thing she did was groan in pain. Before I could understand why she was groaning, she mumbled, "Oww, my back..." I rolled my eyes. Obviously, this is a chair, not a bed. What was she thinking when she slept here? "damn, I am unable to feel my butt," I stifled my laugh. "Expected it to be comfortable?" she jerked up and straightened her clothes when she heard my voice. "When did you arrive?" she