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
For a couple of seconds, she was completely frozen like ice. Her brain refused to accept the reality while her body was still like a statue refusing to move. It took her a couple of seconds to conjure up what exactly happened. Silvia had sent her to the vampire kingdom of all places. Her heart rattled in absolute fear of what was to come. She had sent them to their enemy's den. What has she done? What was the meaning of all this? Did she make a deal of something with vampires? But why would she do that? If she wanted the werewolf kingdom then it was stupid of her to send her to the vampire kingdom knowing fully well she could've used them to her advantage. Violet flinched and a gasp stumbled out her lips when that man stepped dangerously closer into her personal space. His index finger under her chin tipped her face up. She was frozen when he guided her eyes to meet his gaze. Sea green irises peered into cold silver pearls that had her breath hitching in her lungs. "You're a
He inhaled sharply. The sweet aroma of blood shafted through his nose and his eyes darkened in hunger. He glanced at his guards and they were eyeing the princess. Of course, they were vampires. Their first instinct would be to taste her blood. "Keep them outside," Lennox ordered his guards who held the little girls outside but they weren't having it. Both of them screamed and fought against the big bulky guards. "No. Let go. Let us stay with Violet," Ella screamed at the top of her lungs. Lennox put Violet on the bed before he walked back to the girls, closing the door behind him so the scent of her blood would not spread into the whole castle. Crouching in front of them he regarded them with a calm friendly look. "Your sister is hurt. Let the doctor treat her. If you want her to get better then listen to me and wait outside," Lennox said politely. "I don't trust you," The one without the mole growled like a small fierce wolf. "Promise me you won't hurt her," The one with t