"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
"Who the hell are you?" Diego asked with authority while coming in front of me and blocking me completely. "Why the hell does she have the same face as mine?" the wolf asked. I didn't know who he was, but that was the same question I wanted to ask him. "You should answer that, don't you think?" I got up and stood side by side with Diego. Yes, I wanted to ask him questions, but I knew that I actually needed Diego's protection right now. So, I didn't go any further towards that unknown wolf with the same face as mine. "What the hell are you planning, Diego? Is it your doing?" I asked him suspiciously. "And exactly how do you think I will be able to do this?" he asked me, and I scrunched my eyebrows. "Who is he then?" I asked him again. "He is the to-be-alpha of the Ironclad pack. But what are you doing here?" he asked the wolf, and I couldn't help but still feel eerily disturbed because of my male look-alike. "Your warriors were alarmed by a captive that ran away. Dad sent me to he
I wanted to kill all the men present there right now, but I also knew that my mom's safety was foremost for me. "Why was she in the hospital?" To my surprise, this is Noah's question, and the way our so-called father looked at him, I know that Noah's question surprised him too. "Counting her last breaths, but it seems like she decided to end your breaths before taking her last ones," I said while pointing towards the middle-aged man and then looked at Diego. "If something happens to her, kill me, or I will not think even twice before killing you," I warned him and walked towards the door, but Diego took hold of my hand. "Where do you think you are going? Do you even know where your mom went?" he asked me, but I didn't say anything. "If you go between hunters, they will not even give you time to explain yourself. They will kill you on the spot." With a jerk from his grip, I pulled my hand and glared hard at him. "Good, it will make your work easy." He again took hold of my hand. "Yo