For a second his ears rang and he was unable to hear anything. The numbness consumed him as he gazed at her without blinking. He was frozen on the spot. His chin wobbled and her heart lurched to her mouth. Tears brimmed his jade hues and a big fat tear betrayed his control and slipped through his eye. "I'm not leaving you," She said and that was when he realized it wasn't his hallucination. He heard her. His heart was beating so fast. Hunter wasn't able to compose his emotions. Another tear trickled down his cheek. He sat back on the floor with his head lowered down. He was crying. Her lips quivered as she moved and crouched down near him, cupping his cheek but he lowered his head further. She could see big crystal tears falling on the floor. "Hunter," She whispered his name as if she was in pain to see him like this. Silvia cupped his cheek, forcing his face up but he refused to raise his eyes. The ache in her heart intensified seeing his red teary eyes.She made him cry. What
Her toes curled at the intensity of the heated kiss. Her body was doused in illicit need. Involuntarily her body moved and she rubbed her core on his leg for friction. Hunter quickly pulled his leg back and she whimpered. Letting go of her hair, he grabbed her waist and planted her on the nearest table. He stood between her legs and kissed her again. She was sure her lips would be swollen and bruised by the next morning. He let go of her lips when she tapped on his chest for breath. His hot lips skimmed down as he gave hot open-mouthed kisses on her neck, making his way down to her collarbone. She whimpered when his teeth dug into her soft skin as he bit on her shoulder and then nibbled and peppered soft kisses on that same spot. In one swift move, he pushed the cups of her dress aside, baring her breasts to his hungry eyes. She wasn't wearing any bra underneath. Hunter attacked her breasts with his needy lips and she jolted in his arms. He gave her bosoms a lovely squeeze. With
Hunter groggily woke up and attempted to pull her closer. He already missed her warmth. His brows furrowed when he couldn't touch her. Hunter abruptly sat up straight. His wide eyes looked around and Silvia was nowhere in sight. His heart dropped into the bottomless pit. Something severely heavy settled on his heart as he hobbled out of the bed wearing his boxers. The bed was cold beside him which meant she was gone for a while. Did she leave him? She won't do that. She wouldn't hurt him like that after everything that happened between them last night. Her clothes were still on the floor but his shirt was nowhere in sight. Hunter hurried out of the room praying to the Goddess for his mate to be on the yacht. Hunter paused near the small flight of stairs when he saw her standing near the railing at the front. Relief washed over his body. She was there. She didn't leave him. She was wearing his shirt. His eyes narrowed when he noticed she was smoking. Hunter slowly approach
Silvia stepped out of the pack house as she strolled down the street. The wind was calm and the weather was soothing. She had efficiently settled in the packhouse and had gotten comfortable. It was because everyone was so welcoming and loving to her. The Colts were welcoming of her since the very beginning except for Hunter. And now Hunter was welcoming too. Hunter was being so kind and loving to her. He took her shopping a few days back and he was buying almost everything she was laying eyes on. She had to threaten him to stop him from buying the whole damn mall. Later he took her on an ice cream date and then a long drive. Whenever she was with Hunter time passed so quickly she didn't even realize it and when she was alone. Her thoughts and past would try to creep back into her mind. She was staring down at her feet while walking when she bumped into someone. The person held her arm and steadied her. "I'm sorry," He said. She looked up to find a guy standing in front of h
Silvia stepped into the bathtub and slowly relaxed into the warm water. It felt soothing for her sore muscles. She stayed in the bath for a while before stepping out and standing under the warm shower. Her life was peaceful for the past month. She has successfully indulged herself in a daily routine. To kill time she recruited herself in the training camp and was learning new skills there. Hunter was surprised when she said she wanted to join but he was happy to recruit her. Silvia was good at using her magic but at the training barracks, she was learning good physical combat. She also helped other trainees in training harder by using her magic to make things tough for them. And they liked challenges. She found out that Hunter, Rasmus, and Luca. The three of them handle the training camp side by side. Today they all sparred and she wasn't allowed to use her magic. It was tough. She failed a couple of times and faced the penalty of ten rounds around the barracks for each failu
Marriage. It was such a sacred and spiritual thing. She never thought about getting married. It was the wildest of the things that could happen to her. From where she came from. Even imagining a normal future seemed absurd and stupid. It was like giving herself hope knowing fully well that she would rot in the hell hole. Then why did she give herself hope for a good future? She thought that one day she'd be free and this hope and expectations had hurt her so much in her past. Silvia stopped hoping and expecting. That way it hurts less when things don't happen as you want them to happen. Never in her life she thought she'd get married but here she was sitting in front of a mirror, dressed in a beautiful white gown looking more elegant than ever. She was still staring at the mirror. In a fraction of disbelief, the person in the reflection wasn't her. The person in front of her seemed so happy that her face was glowing and her eyes were twinkling. Silvia never thought she'd ev
Pain and fear. She was accustomed to them. Ever since she was born, all she knew was pain and fear and despite all her life she was still struggling to cope with them. Violet may be the princess of the world and her people but inside the four walls of the castle. She was the punching bag for her father. A disgrace to their Royal Family, all because her father wanted a son but she was born. Alpha Waylen- her father who was the king of werewolves found his true mate and had a child with her. Violet was born and the king was pissed because he wanted a son. Just because his mate couldn't give him a son he rejected her and the pain was too much for her to bear that she died. She loved Alpha Waylen a lot but he became the reason for her death. Violet was just a baby and she was left all alone in this world. The king tried to have a son through his mistresses but there were always complications. After trying for years he was blessed with twin daughters from his mistress and this time he
Two days later she was forced out of bed. The king had sent orders that she shouldn't rest and return to her daily chores and life. Another reason to force her out of bed was because King's friends were coming to visit him and she was supposed to be beside King in her beautiful clothes looking elegant as ever. After all, she was the princess of the werewolf kingdom. A princess with no rights. The maids almost forced the dress on her. She winced and hissed in pain but they didn't care. They tightened the corset on her and tears of pain gathered in her eyes. It burned. Her back was on fire but she couldn't say anything because she knew those maids' lives were at stake and they had to do what was commanded to them. Even a touch of a single hair on her back was unbearable but she was forced into a dress and it was tightened on her as well. She took in deep breaths to bear the pain. They applied makeup on her covering, the blue and yellow bruise on her cheek, and the slit on the co