Akira's POV
As the bus maneuvered through the forest to goddess knows where, I could do nothing but rest my head in my hand. I felt numb and weak to my bones. My head that was usually filled with fantasy was empty. My world was silent. I was ruined, damaged beyond repair.
Both of my parents were dead, right in front of my eyes. My hands had been soiled with my father's blood. I rubbed my hand against the ball gown I was wearing, trying to clean the blood away but it didn't. I'd managed to cut the dress short before the men dressed in black, stuffed all of us survivors in a bus and took us away from the pack.
Crazy thing was, I found my mate the same night. He didn't acknowledge me. He only turned, walked out of the ballroom. I hadn't smelled his scent since then.
A little girl sitting beside me was crying her eyes out. I'd seen her around my father's pack a number of times but I'd never spoken to her. I wanted to say something but words failed me. Again.
She suddenly slipped her hand through mine. "Are we getting killed?"
I shook my head. "No. We'll be fine," I lied. She held on to my hand tighter.
I was clueless as to what our fate would be.
The bus suddenly stopped and the door was opened.
"Where's the Princess?" A familiar, mocking voice asked. I wasn't a princess, I hated how I was being called a princess.
"What?" Someone pointed to me.
"Come out!" I tried letting go of the little girl's hand but she wouldn't bulge. She held on tightly instead.
I walked out of the bus. I knew someone followed me aside from the little girl but I didn't look back to check who it was.
It was the man who had shot my mother that called for me.
"Take her away," he commanded.
"What about the others?" I asked. I still don't know how I made out that question.
"That's none of your business,"
He scrutinized me, along with the two others with me.
"Can't live without your maids now, can you?" He suddenly asked.
I looked back to see the other person was one of my ladies-in-waiting back at the pack.
"You killed my mother," I said, tears filling my eyes. I might have hated my mother's way of life but I never hated her for a minute. I loved her and now, she has been taken away from me.
The man suddenly removed his mask, revealing his face.
"I'm Alpha Seth of the Black Shadows pack. You can come after me later for revenge. Goodnight princess,"
He walked into the car transporting them and he left with the bus.
I was standing outside a large, silver gate with the two girls with me. A signboard showed we were outside the Silver Moon pack.
I wanted to cry and tell them to go with the bus but I couldn't. Maybe a part of me was grateful that they stayed with me even though I don't know the reason why.
We were handcuffed and blindfolded before being taken into the Pack. By the time our blindfold was removed, we realised we were in the dungeons.
"Where are we?" The little girl asked.
"Somewhere safe, I guess," I lied again and shared a look with the other girl who looked just around my age.
No one said a word for the number of hours we were in that dungeon. Silence overpowered the room and just like me, I'm sure they were also deep in thought.
My mind kept shifting to my mate. The dead, icy look in his eyes when he found out I was his mate. I'd always thought my mate would be my prince in charming armor but fate has a way of mocking you to your face.
We heard footsteps and involuntary stood up to our feet. A man clad in black ensemble unlocked the dungeons door and pointed at me.
"You? Follow me," he commanded.
Briella held my hand and Akira stood in front of me.
"What?"
"Don't piss me off and make me peel your skins off,"
His threat sounded so sinister it sent panic through my spine.
I assured the girls I would be fine and followed him.
He didn't drag me or force me. He just kept walking and I kept following him like an idiot. We got to a door and my wolf reappeared. The same scent that I smelled earlier was here in this unknown pack. The door was opened and I became engulfed by it.
A man was sitting on a large couch that perfectly fit his large frame. I didn't see his face but I knew he was Red Eyes. He was still dressed in the black ensemble from earlier and his shoes were covered in blood.
My mother's blood. Anger and pain radiated across my chest.
"Sit"
The door closed suddenly behind me and I jumped.
He looked up at me and my breath became hitched to my throat. He was that breathtaking. It was as though I was looking into the eyes of a Roman god.
"I said, take a seat, Doll" he commanded again.
I swallowed hard and quickly sat at a far distance away from him.
"I'm Alpha Hunter of the Silver moon…"
I interrupted him out of the blues.
"Reject me," I demanded.
He's a demon and I'd rather die than be mated to the man who killed my mother and my father. I would rather die than look at his face every time and be reminded of the horror I'd gone through.
"I can't reject you. You know the rule binding an Alpha from rejecting their mate"
I was aware of the rule. Any Alpha that rejects his mate gets burned at the stake.
I stood up without thinking twice about my next decision and moved further away. "l, Akira Lupin, reject you, Alpha Hunter of the Silver Moon pack,"
He growled.
Within the blink of an eye, he was right in front of me. A hand to my chin at first then it became a hold around my neck.
"Your rejection is invalid unless I accept it, Princess,"
"You should. Please, just accept the rejection."
His eyes captivated mine but I could see the anger and the hatred within them,"
"I would've loved to reject you as well but the rules of the pack is the only thing stopping me but don't hold your breath, Princess,"
He moved closer and whispered to my ear.
"The moment we're done with the clean sweep operation, I'll accept the rejection and you can take your sweet, miserable ass out of my pack. Till then, better act as if I'm sugar when we're around people,"
Tears flowed down my eyes as I watched him take several steps back.
"I don't want to be your mate," I announced. "Real or fake? I want nothing of a demon like you,"
He smirked.
"That wasn't a r
equest, doll, it's a threat. You make a wrong move, I make a wrong move too and mine, would be deadly"
Hunter's POVI'm Hunter. Alpha of the Silver Moon pack. To the older Alphas, I'm known as the forbidden seed of the goddess. Even though I was born under a full moon, my life was drowned in darkness. I've been through so many unbelievable moments but nothing prepared me for this. Standing in the same room, breathing the same air as the daughter of such a disgusting man almost threw me off balance. More than that, I was pissed off at the fact that the moon goddess deemed her worthy to be my mate. Immediately I recognized her in that ballroom, I talked to the rest through the mind link and walked out of the room. My wolf kept on howling at me to go back and claim her but over my dead body would I do that. I would rather go mad than mark her. The idea of her sucked life out of me. "I hate you!" She yelled. The girl was standing so close to my wall I thought she would penetrate through it. She stared at me through the tears in her eyes. She reminded me of a type of doll, tiny, and
Akira's POV I was sent back to the dungeon by the same scary big man who had taken me away from there. He opened the door, pushed me inside and turned on his heels. By the time I faced the girls, they were eating from a plate of food. I was surprised at the scene. With the way the Alpha hated me, I was sure he wouldn't mind us starving to death. I slumped against the wall as new hot tears bolted down my face. I clutched my chest tightly from the pain I felt when I rejected my mate. A part of me was thankful he didn't accept the rejection while the other part of me was scared for when he would accept the rejection. "You should eat," The older girl suggested, pushing a plate to me. I shook my head. "No, thank you," I eyed the food and pushed it away. "If you're scared it's poisoned, it is not. We already ate it and if it's poisoned, we should be dead by now," My eyes went wide at her words and I clamped my lips together. To be honest, I was a bit scared that the food was poisone
Akira's POV After he threatened me with Brielle, he cocked his eyebrow and walked away from where I was still standing. My hands shivered from fear. I couldn't think of an escape plan. Those people were here to take me away from him. I should be able to leave with them along with Lisa and Briella. Why should the poor girl have to pay for my actions?I was still deep in thought when two women came to meet me and told me to follow them. I was sceptical, clueless about what was happening. "What's going on?" I asked, my toes clamping together. I was cold all of a sudden. "We're not obligated to answer any questions. We'll only do as we've been told," One of them replied. They took me into a room and asked me to take a shower in the bathroom. Although it reminded me of home and the hot shower helped with the cold, I didn't waste much time. I got rid of my ripped birthday dress and threw it in the dustbin.So much for so many designers working on a stupid dress. As soon as I came out
Hunter’s POVI slumped into the leather chair in my study, after slamming the door behind me.The echo of Akira's sobs still lingering in the living room. Watching her stand there, tears streaming down her face, I had felt a pang of something I refused to acknowledge.But still, pity wasn’t an option.Forcing her to pretend she had agreed to be my mate in front of the older Alphas, her father's old friends; had been my laid-out plan.But I never planned on her admitting to being her father’s murderer, at least not in the way it had happened.My swift wit of making her confess that she had killed her father in the present of the older Alphas hadn’t been my plan that morning. But it was the only way to prevent those old fools in my living room from executing their plans on me.Thus, she had to play the part until my plans were fulfilled.I hated every second of it, I hated that she had to stood there crying like a persecuted criminal, who was in the mercy of her executional. But it wa
Akira's POVWhen I stepped out of Hunter's study, a guard was already there, waiting for me. Without a word, he took my arm, his grip firm but not rough, and began escorting me back to the dungeon.I walked in silence, my mind replaying the scene over and over again. I couldn’t shake the memory of Hunter’s eyes—how they suddenly turned blood-red when I attacked him. The intensity, the raw power behind that gaze... it terrified and intrigued me at the same time.The guard opened the heavy iron door to the dungeon and motioned for me to go inside. Brielle and Lisa rushed to me the moment they saw me, their eyes filled with concern.“Akira, are you okay?” Brielle asked, her voice trembling slightly.“What did he do to you?” Lisa added, her hands gripping my shoulders as if to steady me.I tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. My throat felt tight, my heart heavy. All I could do was shake my head, signalling that I couldn’t talk about it—at least not yet.I moved past them and sat
Akira’s POVI held my breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for the guard to take another turn. The cold floor pressed against my palms and knees as I crouched, ready to move at any moment. The dungeon had been dark and suffocating, but this—crawling our way through the faintly lit corridors—felt even more dangerous. Every sound, every flicker of a shadow made my nerves spike.“Akira, what if he sees us?” Brielle whispered, her voice trembling with fear. She was right beside me, her eyes wide with terror as she clutched my arm.“He won’t,” I whispered back, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “Just stay close and keep quiet. We’re almost there.”Behind us, Lisa was creeping along, her face set in a determined expression. Despite the fear in her eyes, she was trying to stay strong, trying to believe in the plan I had put together. But I could sense her doubt, and I couldn’t blame her. This was risky—too risky. If we were caught, the consequences would be deadly.
Akira’s POVFor a brief moment, I believed we had made it when we went outside the front door. The darkness of the night seemed like a cloak that would shield us from prying eyes. We moved quickly but quietly, our footsteps barely making a sound on the gravel path that led to the gate. My heart raced with the thrill of potential freedom, and I could feel the same hope radiating from Lisa and Brielle as they walked close to me.Just as we were about to turn the corner and make our final dash for the gate, the sharp crack of a gunshot pierced the air, echoing through the night. The sound was followed by two more shots, each one making my heart jump into my throat.Brielle screamed in terror and clung to me, her small body trembling against mine.The fear in her eyes and her painful scream ignited something deep within me—a fierce, primal rage that I couldn’t control. I was done running. I was done being hunted.Like a mother protecting her child, without thinking, I felt the transform
Akira’s POVWhen Hunter entered the living room, his presence was commanding, his eyes immediately narrowing as he called out, "August!". There was something in Hunter’s voice that brooked no defiance.The unknown man, who I now found out his name was August, who had been far too close to me, instantly withdrew his touch from my arm and stepped back, burned by Hunter's command.Hunter's gaze then shifted to me. He walked closer, his eyes darkening as he took in the sorry state of my clothes—tattered, half-exposed.Then his eyes moved to the cuts on my neck and arms. His eyes turned a deep shade of red, anger radiating off him in waves. Before I could even process what was happening, he moved with lightning speed, his speed almost a blur, approaching the guard I had fought.In an instant, Hunter delivered a swift, powerful blow to the guard's stomach, sending him staggering backwards.The swiftness and the intensity of the blow sent a quick chill down my spine. If I could react this wa