Silvia kept tossing and turning on the bed for the last two hours. Sleep wasn't coming to her and no matter how much she tried to sleep it wasn't in her control. Her heart was not at ease and she hated how her body was trembling. It was as if she could feel that icy water surrounding her. And that wasn't it. The devastating feeling of giving up that consumed her soul was foreign. They weren't her emotions. But her wolf could feel it deeply which only meant that the mate bond was getting stronger and she could feel his emotions. Not only that. Her wolf was clawing viciously inside her to be let out because her instinct was to save Hunter. Her wolf knew Hunter was in danger. Silvia had used the remaining drop of her magic to keep him there restrained in the pond. She knows he wouldn't be able to break through it and eventually his muscles would pump up with all the struggling and he would give up sinking deeper into the pond. Her eyes widened and the next moment she knew, she was run
She was clutching his shoulders so tightly and still felt she couldn't hold him strong enough as she cried with bearable wails. She didn't care anymore. Her heart was aching and she was so damn tired of keeping all the emotions bottled in. They were draining her. Hunter was frozen for the first few seconds before he wrapped his arms around her frame tightly, burying his face in the crook of her neck, almost crushing her in his tight embrace. Her body racked with sobs and the tighter she tried to hold him the more he felt like dying. He had hurt her too much. He inhaled her scent deeply to calm down but his heart was beating in his ears and that wasn't it. He could feel the wild thumping of her heart against his chest. Feeling gaze on them his eyes snapped to the corner from where Eliot was watching him. Hunter's hold on Silvia tightened and thank God she was hidden in Hunter's embrace. Eliot could barely see her shoulders and hair. They both stared at each other coldly before Eli
Silvia muffled a groan. Her back hurt and her face was lowered, she was accustomed to a thick pillow. She groggily opened her eyes and pulled back a little only for a surprise to flash in her eyes realizing she was lying on top of Hunter and he was only in his shorts. The last night's memories came back slowly as she closed her eyes and lay back resting the side of her head on his chest. His scent was so strong and calming. She didn't know for how long she lay there quietly listening to his heartbeat. It felt like after years she had a good night's sleep. She didn't even have a nightmare and most importantly; her wolf was in bliss wagging her tail in pure joy and beaming like a butterfly in her head. It was odd to feel a presence in her head. To feel the part of her which she never felt but that same part of her felt all her pain. The scars on her body were also on her wolf's body which meant her wolf went through the same pain that she went through. It was bad. She pulled back to
Silvia was in the air breathing in deeply as she controlled her chakra. In front of her ten heavy rocks were up in the air. Not one of them wavering as she kept her focus. Despite the cold weather, she had sweat beads on her forehead as she maintained her control. After a certain amount of time, she gently let the rocks lower down to their respective places. Silvia slowly lowered down to the ground as she inhaled deeply. "That was impressive," Eliot said. "Wanna have one on one?" She asked casually wiping the sweat away with the hand towel. Grabbing her sipper she drank the water. Silvia had got all the things that were needed for the three of them for a week using her magic. That includes ration and blood bags for Eliot. She had noticed a great change in both the guys. They looked healthier and fresh with a good amount of food which was good because both of them would be going back tonight. She had told Hunter about it but not Eliot and as Eliot knew she had gotten her magic ba
Silvia trained hard for a month. She learned more spells and built more chakra. Thanks to her wolf she felt immensely powerful. But it wasn't just the physical training that she needed. She needs a strong mindset to face Armando. Dealing with Alonso was tough because he had given her so much pain and taken away her childhood but what Armando had done was far beyond repair. He had instilled such trauma inside her that she couldn't sleep at night. The last time she faced him. She lost it and trembled pathetically. She didn't want it to happen again. That was why she'll take help from Hunter. He said he would let her use him so be it. She'll use him to kill Armando. Wearing her fighter suit she put all the blades and daggers in the secret pockets and stared at her reflection in the mirror.She could do it. She felt powerful. Silvia knew she couldn't kill Armando on her own so she needed Hunter. Once Hunter kills Armando she'll be free of all the burdens on her heart except for one
Silvia groaned in pain feeling immense pressure on her shoulder. It took her a couple of seconds to realize their car was turned upside down.Growls were coming from outside and both Luca and Lennox were missing."Are you alright?" She heard Hunter asking from beside her. He had blood on his forehead. She nodded her head pulling her foot only to wince in pain realizing something sharp was plunged into the sole of her foot.Hunter noticed blood on her foot when all of a sudden the car was pushed away as a wolf's body was plastered on the other side of the car.Hunter kicked the door open as he helped her out of the car and stepped out.Silvia's eyes widened realising that they were attacked by Armando's men which meant he was waiting for them all along. He must've had a plan up his sleeve and they fell right into the pit he created for them.She winced looking down only to find Hunter removing the piece of shard from her foot and wrapping a handkerchief around her foot.She noticed a w
Hunter was doused in vicious rage as malice coursed through his veins. All he saw was red. This bastard had hurt her and Hunter would make sure to hurt him in millions of different ways. He threw punches after punches at his face. Each punch was far more brutal than the last one. Hunter heard his bone breaking but he didn't stop. Armando's face was unrecognizable. Only one of his eyes was faintly open to stare at Hunter. Hunter was outrageous. His anger hasn't dissipated the least bit. Hunter pulled back but Armando couldn't move anymore. Hunter was hurt too but not bad enough. Luca tossed pants at him which he had pulled off one of the dead guys and Hunter wore it. Silvia was standing near one of the trees staring into the woods. She was listening to the beatings that Hunter was giving him. It was like music to her ears but she was still scared. "I'm not done with him, let's take him with us. I'll give him death every day," Hunter said coldly. Luca mind-linked Rasmus and the
Hunter sat beside the bed on the sofa chair silently peering at her. She was soundly asleep. Her chest moved up and down in the soft rhythm of her breathing. There was no cold look on her face. Those eyes that looked empty were closed. She looked so innocent and peaceful. Hunter leaned back on the chair. It felt after ages his heart was at peace. His gaze lingered over the scars on her face and neck. The image of her tied with ropes and covered in bloody scars raked his head and the urge to kill Armando came back. Only if he could keep that f*cker alive. Hunter would've killed him in millions of different ways every day and still won't let him die. The soft intensity of his gaze roved over her face. Her long black lashes curtained her cheeks. Her dried lips were parted as she drew in shallow breaths. Her hair formed a black fluff of a cloud on the pillow. She looked so delicate and fragile that the intense feeling to protect her from the world engulfed him but he knew better than