Apollo POV
Two days.
For two fucking days, she didn’t come to the school. I was furious.
After my successful attempt to break her pride in the car park, she thought she would be happy by avoiding me? No. I wouldn’t let her be happy. For sixteen years, I had suffered the agony of the past every day. I would take those sixteen years of torment in one year. Each day is going to be hell for her.
When she went home after our incident in the car park, I wanted to see how broken she was. I was in the woods behind her house that night, hiding in the shadows, looking at the light of her window. She came there once. Satisfied after seeing her troubled face, I went home to prepare for my next day’s adventures with her. I was going to ruin her to the exte
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Natasha POVFor the whole night I was unable to sleep. At first, I thought that I should just barge in his office and demand that he take that photo down from his social media account. But then it was going to confirm everyone around me that those were my panties. The news would definitely reach Kevin and I didn’t know how he would take it. I was also bothered about all the attention I would gather.My parents died in a bloody accident, and it was a scene that was carved in my mind. All my early childhood I struggled and built up myself all over again. Why was he bent upon breaking me? Maybe he was a psycho!So, I decided that I would go to the school and wait for the devil. I was going to deal with him and then avoid him forever. Ignoring the nervous fluttering in my stomach, I stepped out of my car and took
Apollo licked the blood on my lower lip and then trailed a line of kisses down my throat. It was as if he was out of control. He nibbled at my pulse point and grazed my skin with his sharp fangs. I stifled a yelp not because it was painful, but because I wanted him to sink his fangs in my flesh. Surely, I was just as mad as him. He left my hair and opened my shirt’s buttons while still pinning me against his hard erection and nibbling at my nape, snarling against my skin like a beast. When he opened all my buttons, he pushed my bra up and latched his mouth onto my breast. He sucked it so hard that I yelped and arched. I threaded my fingers in his hair as he ravaged me. I should be feeling horrible, but I was clutching my thighs. He snarled against my skin speaking incomprehensible words. “Apollo!” I cried. “Stop!” He stopped instantly and jerked h
“Get off her!” Apollo growled at Rita. Rita winced but was forced to obey his order. His aura was too dominating. I, too, staggered to my feet, wincing.The moment I looked at him, my blood froze.He stood there, tall and as dark as blackest night creeping into the ruins. His midnight-blue hair was disheveled and he had a stubble worth at least two days. A dark rumble escaped his throat.I forgot how to breathe and hoped that somehow, I disappeared. I heard Rita chuckle. Apollo came to Rita and placed both his hands on her shoulders. “Did she hurt you?” he asked, even as I was the one suffering and I was the one whose head felt like it was swollen.Rita’s and his gaze turned to meet mine. “Yes, a little,” she sc
Apollo POV I didn’t know who I was mad at, Rita or Natasha. I had gone back to the office to finish my day’s meeting after a successful, satisfactory comeback of Natasha. I loved the way she looked in the morning while she confronted me. It was afternoon and I was free. My hands went to her panties in my pants pocket. I took them out, inhaled the scent of her sex and found myself rock-hard. This. This was the part where I was failing. Surely, the moon goddess had paired us wrongly. Before risking anyone seeing the massive tent in my pants, I rushed to the room adjacent to my office. I saw her other two panties still displayed on the bed. I picked them up as I lay in bed. The scent of her sex was so strong on them that I opened my zip, freed my length and wrapped them around my aching cock. Fuck. The s
Natasha POVI was shocked when I saw Kevin standing on the door with a beautiful bouquet of hundred yellow roses in the morning. There was a smile on his lips that reached his hazel eyes. The locks of his chocolate brown hair were neatly combed back. Wearing white pants and a black formal shirt, Kevin looked pleasant.I took the flowers from him and my cheeks heated a little. “Thank you,” I said in a low voice, feeling flustered. How did he manage to come when he was supposed to stay there for two months straight? “Where are aunt and uncle?” I asked, smelling the bouquet in my hands.“They couldn’t come. One of us had to stay back and they said that you were very upset when they left. So, I came,” he said, still smiling.
When Kevin asked me to have dinner with his parents, I never thought that I would be standing with him and his parents in front of Rita Clark’s house. Apparently, his parents, Robert and Emily were very close friends of Rita’s parents. Rita lived in a huge mansion. Her father controlled a port in the south and had numerous connections in the human world as well. The building was made from imported marble from Italy. There were large gardens all around that were carefully taken care of by the gardeners. A fountain right in front of the portico gurgled as I stepped out of the car with a pale face. “I really wanted Kevin’s engagement to be announced along with Rita’s,” said Emily, Kevin’s mother, excitedly. She clasped her hands and looked at her husband Robert who had a shine in his eyes. She held my hand and tugged me inside. Kevin had come to pick me up and got me straight to Rita’s house. To say that I was stunned was an understatement. I was shocked, dumbfounded, numb. He intro
A faint voice could be heard from somewhere. It tried to pierce my chain of thoughts, but all I could do was stay glued to my tormentor. I didn’t know for how long we remained like it but when his gaze didn’t falter, beads of sweat broke on my temple and a tremor shot down my body. “Apolloo!” Rita shouted from the top of the stairs all over again. And this time I snapped my head in her direction. Wearing a red off-shoulders dress, Rita looked like she had painted red all over her body. Red lipstick, red eyeshadows, red rouge and complete with red stilettos, she appeared to a be a walking red flag. No. A slut. Sorry for my assessment, but that’s what I felt! Rita slowly came down the stairs with a wide smile. She watched Apollo as she took each step down, but she must have followed his gaze because she started looking at me, her smile vanishing. Her eyes widened and jaws clenched so hard that it was a wonder her molars hadn’t broken. She opened her mouth to say something when I felt
I moved as Kevin’s face whipped to the right and he slammed against his father. I heard women shrieking, men gasping audibly and me—I watched it all in stunned silence, shock blasting through me. My head hit the wooden armrest of the sofa and I felt dizzy. Something warm trickled down my ear. Alpha Jacob and Artemis rushed forward. Before Kevin could recover, Apollo lunged at him again and fisted on the other side of his jaw. I had never seen this wild side of Apollo. It was as if his beast had taken over, because I could hear him growling. He looked so out of control. He staggered back to his feet and gave one look to me. I started shivering. This time Kevin got up too. He wiped the blood from his lips and punched back Apollo. His lip split and blood exploded. All the women now stood on the side and watched them both in numbed silence. I wondered if any of them were breathing. Hell, I wasn’t breathing. “Kevin! Apollo!” Alpha Jacob’s voice boomed in the room, but Apollo was on
It had been a month since Apollo had become the Alpha of the pack. He was extremely busy with the pack activities. Taking over was a massive task. With Artemis as his Beta, they had so many things to look into that a day seemed to stretch for twenty-eight hours. And in that time, I saw Apollo only during nights when he would come back home, exhausted and grumpy. He would not let me and Lucas go out of sight until he slept. I could understand the pressure he was having. The positions of The Head Tracker, Head Enforcer of arms were still vacant and he had to fill them soon. Kirill had informed me that Ivan died that night when the attack took place. It was said that he was in his room while the whole carnage took place on the outside, watching his mate, Dahlia. When they forced open his room, he shot himself in the head, his last words being, “I love you, Dahlia.” I mourned my father’s death even though he had been a monster to me. As the days passed, I realized that he was missing m
When we reached the Black Moon pack, it was past midnight. Luna Mira had come to the airport. I could sense that she wasn’t alone. The whole pack was with her. I could hear wolves howling in the background. The news that Alpha Jacob had died came faster than us. I clutched Lucas in my arms as Apollo curled his arm around my shoulders and took us out. I came to stand in front of Luna Mira and even though I had coined the words of apology a hundred times in the airplane, I simply couldn’t utter a word in front of her. My throat was choked with emotions, as guilt weighed me down. Because of me, she had lost a lot. She was on the verge of losing her son, but Alpha Jacob went and got him back. And now Alpha Jacob went to recover me. His sacrifice was greatest. He was an alpha wolf who protected his family till he breathed his last. I guess the day I came into the Vries family, the day I was wedded to Apollo, he had accepted me as a part of the Black Moon pack in his own way. Luna Mira s
“Olga?” My whole body jolted in shock and I sat upright. “What the hell? Are you sure? How can that be? God, I had so many questions!” “Shocking,” he replied and to my frustration, Apollo just smiled. He crossed his arms beneath his head and settled on the pillow cozily. “You always have questions.” Shooting him a glare he was used to, I said, “How did Kirill take it?” “Obviously, he took it badly. But I was ready. Nash gave me video evidence of how Olga came to him to give Ivan’s names to the authorities. At that time, he was already with my father and going against Ivan. Olga became furious but she never asked Nash to not go against Ivan. In fact, she gave him some of his secrets and what would be the best way to take him down.” If the revelation that Olga betrayed my father had shocked me, all this information punched the air out of me. “Olga was always my nanny. She loved my parents and she was very protective about me. I never saw her leaving me, except when she went for he
I saw two wolves—a giant black one and a massive gray one, heading in our direction. They were both heading in our direction with ferocious snarls. Snow had started drifting around us and I knew that we had to find a cover before the cold affected my son. Kirill yanked me in the shadows of the naked pines as those wolves slowly came towards us, snarling menacingly. They stopped about thirty feet away and I picked up the familiar scent. “Apollo? Artemis?” “That’s them! Come on.” Stunned, I couldn’t even breathe as Kirill tried to drag me to them. As soon as Apollo saw us, he dashed through the snow to us, yapping and nipping and swishing his tail. I sank on my knees, not able to bear the shock of seeing my mate after such a long time. Apollo licked me and then his son who giggled. My eyes flooded with tears and my mouth was like a cotton ball on a cactus. I had been riddled with so many dreams of this meeting that it looked surreal to me. I threaded my fingers in his fur and brou
Natasha POV A rough calloused hand over my mouth woke me up in the middle of the night. Panicked, a scream surged through me which was smothered into the palm. A face leaned over me with wide eyes. He placed his finger over his lips. “Shhh!” Throat dry as a desert, I blinked my gummy eyes to see who was it through the darkness. Kirill was hovering over me. “If you promise to stay quiet, I will pull my hand away.” I nodded as I stared into his hazel eyes. “Kirill?” I gulped my panic down with some saliva to wet my dry throat. “What is going on? What are you doing here?” “We are under attack from rival rogues.” There was commotion on the outside. Red and blue lights flashed through the gaps of the curtains. My heart leapt out as I jerked to a sitting position. I whipped my head to Lucas who was still sleeping soundly in his cradle. Kirill raked his fingers through his hair looking perturbed. “We thought it was a plain police attack, but these are hardcore rogues. They are t
Apollo POVTwo months. It had been two months since Natasha had left with Lucas. I had become like a shell. I had stopped eating and looked so gaunt that my mother winced when she glanced at me. I knew that she would cry in silence seeing my condition. No mate should be treated like this. We had had numerous arguments over how much she had warned me against Natasha and that I should have rejected her. Every fucking time I would stomp out of the house and find myself in the bar where I had met Natasha for the first time. I would drink until I could no longer think and then had to be brought home. Each time it would be Artemis who would bring me home. He would mumble curses under his breath and I would chuckle and tell him never to leave his mate. I had stopped going to the office, stopped meeting people and had withdrawn into a cocoon. My father had not moved an inch when Natasha called for help because he had to protect his people. And Natasha? My little mate? She sacrificed herself
October November December was the most cruel in Russia. Ever since father had brought us back to Vyaska, our hometown in the north of Russia, he had been extra vigilant. All his energy was usually spent in taking measures that I was highly protected. He had started giving orders from home and barely stepped out even for grand political functions that he was invited to in the human world. My cell phone was snatched and smashed. The two months without Apollo seemed like eternity. I wondered if he was finding me. I didn’t feel like eating, having lost all my appetite. The only thing that kept me going was Lucas. I ate because I had to feed Lucas. I breathed because I didn’t want to leave Lucas in the hands of Olga. I stayed alert because I wanted to escape. I needed only one chance and I would leave, even if that meant running across the wilderness of snow-clad Russia. Ember wanted an out and she was aching to come out after my first shift. She was getting antsy inside me. Once I h
“Natasha!” I heard my father’s astonishment in his voice. “You have shifted!” When I looked down at myself, all I saw was brown fur that covered my hands. My gums were aching for they had protruded painfully long. And I heard a dangerous snarl, which belonged to me. For the first time I had shifted into my wolf and I couldn’t believe that she chose to come out now. ‘I am Ember,’ she growled. I was so much in awe of her that I let her take full control. The transformation was liberating and it felt so good. So, this was how every werewolf felt when their wolf came out. Now that I had my wolf, I understood the hollow, the void I suffered for so long. My wolf completed me. And right now, she was snarling because people had attacked our mate. ‘I will kill all of them,’ Ember hissed. I padded with my chin dipped and a low snarl. The four men in the room stopped beating Apollo. He was almost unconscious. “Natasha, you have to stop!” Ivan’s voice fell on my ears. “This is not what you w
I took a shaky breath in when my father repeated, “I had lost all hope to see my heir ever again, but now my hopes are renewed.” “Father…” I said, my voice breathy. “I am married… and I belong to Apollo and his pack.” I gazed in his eyes to see some kind of reaction, but all I saw was coldness on his face. I pursed my lips and looked away. I had to make him understand that I could never come back to him. He sipped his vodka as tense silence settled between us. When he didn’t speak, I continued, “I can't come back with you to Russia. This is the place I belong to.” From the corner of my eyes, I saw a dark figure moving behind the glass very quickly, as if hiding for being caught. I drifted my gaze back to my father avoiding it. My father swirled vodka in his tumbler as he became silent as if contemplating his next move. At this point of time, I realized that I had to be very careful. There was a darkness that spilled out of him and darkened his expression. He leaned back on the sofa