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Amaryllis-The Rogue Werewolf CHAPTER 37
The clock struck twelve, shrouding the surroundings in a cloak of silence as most of the servants had wrapped up for the day. It was the perfect opportunity to sneak into the kitchen undetected. With the absence of any personnel in the vicinity, there was little to no obstacle in reaching the desired destination.As I opened the door to the kitchen, the bright fluorescent lights flickered to life, illuminating the rows of gleaming stainless steel appliances and neatly arranged cabinets.The silence was broken only by the hum of the refrigerator as I rummaged through its contents for the one thing that could quench my thirst - a bottle of water. My hand closed around the plastic container, the coolness of its surface sending a shiver down my spine. Unscrewing the cap, I popped a pill into my mouth and chased it down with a gulp of water. The liquid flowed down my parched throat, its iciness sending waves of relief through my body, as if I had just stumbled upon an oasis in the middle o
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As the sun began to cast its golden rays through the sheer curtains, illuminating the room with a gentle warmth, I found myself in a predicament unlike any I had ever experienced before. The passage of time had blurred into an agonizing eternity, as an entire night had come and gone, leaving me bound and helpless to the confines of the bed.The tight restraints dug into my wrists, serving as a chilling reminder of my vulnerable state. Every minute that ticked by seemed to mock me, a relentless reminder of the cruel fate that had befallen me. Struggling against the bonds that held me captive, I could not help but wonder how I had ended up in this nightmarish scenario.Throughout the long and desolate night, not a soul had ventured into the room. My pleas for help were met with a resounding silence, further deepening the sense of isolation that pervaded the air.I needed to go the bathroom but it was not possible unless I'm tied. I was looking straight towards ceiling when the door open
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As Zixin turned his gaze back to me, a sense of urgency surged within my chest. There was a matter of utmost importance that needed immediate attention. Clearing my throat, I assumed a grave demeanor, signaling the significance of my words. "Prioritize the search for information about Amaryllis's family," I commanded my voice resolute. "Especially her mother. I need to know what has become of them." I knew that Zixin has the capability to swiftly gather information regarding her family. "I shall provide you with a detailed report once I have uncovered any relevant information," Zixin assured me dutifully, his commitment evident in his response. "If there is nothing else, then I shall take my leave." I nodded in acknowledgment, granting him permission to leave. I watched as he exited the room, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
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I felt trapped in my own skin, unable to shake off the feeling of disgust that crept up my spine every time I caught his gaze. It was as if he was undressing me with his eyes, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I wanted to speak up, to tell him that his behaviour was unacceptable, but I knew my words would fall on deaf ears. He didn't even acknowledge me, let alone take me seriously. I was powerless in this situation, and it was sickening. How could he think it was okay to treat me like this? To make me feel like an object, rather than a human being with thoughts and feelings? I wanted to scream, to lash out at him and make him understand how much he was hurting me. But I knew it was pointless. He was too self-absorbed to care about anyone else but himself. So I sat there, enduring his gaze and trying to keep my composure. It was a battle, one that I was losing. My mind was racing with thoughts of how I could escape this situation, but I knew that I was stuck. Trapped in a r
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I was in a room that Darius had given me. As I sat there, I couldn't help but think about the events that had transpired at the breakfast table earlier this morning. Darius had been acting strangely, and I couldn't quite figure out why. Out of nowhere, Darius had started asking about my mother. It was odd, to say the least, and I couldn't help but wonder what had prompted his sudden interest in her. When I had asked him about it, he had simply brushed me off, refusing to give me a straight answer. It was frustrating, to say the least, and I found myself growing more and more confused as the day wore on. What was Darius hiding? Why was he so interested in my mother all of a sudden? As I sat there in the room, lost in thought, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over me. Something wasn't right, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. But how? I knew that Darius wasn't going to give me any answers, so I would have to find them on my own.I had no idea what his
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The night was dark, and the moon was nowhere in sight. I was sound asleep, my dreams taking me to far-off places, when I felt something strange. A hand was crawling up my waist from behind me, and it didn't stop until it had a complete hold on me. I felt a gentle pull, and my body was pushed towards the hand. My back hit a solid chest, and I knew that it was him. Darius. The one person who could make my heart skip a beat with just a touch. I didn't have to turn around to see who it was because I knew it was him. The way my heart was beating on his touch was a dead giveaway. He had a hold on me, and I was his. I could feel his breath on my neck, and it sent shivers down my spine. As he held me close, I could feel his heartbeat against my back. It was a steady rhythm, and it made me feel nervous.I grabbed his hand, trying to remove it from my waist, but it only got tighter. He put his face in the core of my neck and took a deep breath, inhaling my scent. He whispered, "Don't move. Ju
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I opened my eyes to an empty bed. I looked around the room, the curtains were drawn and the sunlight was streaming through the gaps. The silence in the room was deafening, the only sound was the ticking of the clock on the wall. I couldn't help but wonder if Clyde had really been there last night or if it was all just a dream. The memories of the night before were hazy and blurred, I couldn't remember much.As I moved to the other side of the bed, I couldn't help but feel his scent all over the place. It was like he was still there, lying beside me, holding me close. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, savoring the scent of his cologne. A smile unconsciously formed on my face as I remembered the night before. I opened my eyes and looked around the room, everything was still the same, but everything was different. The colors were brighter, the air was fresher. No matter how hard I tried to hate him, I simply couldn't bring myself to do it. There was always a part of me that was
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“We are planning to have a small ceremony to announce you as my Luna,” said Darius and I moved my eyes towards him. If he had said this before, I would throw tantrum but since I had accepted all of this, I didn’t say anything and nodded my head in agreement. He was waiting for me to say something but when I didn’t he again begin, “Let me know if you need anything.” This occasion is considered to be the most important one For Lunas but I had no excitement so I told him, “There’s nothing I need but make sure it would end soon.” He watched me for few seconds and nodded, sighing. I wanted to leave as soon as my breakfast ended because his eyes didn’t leave my neck for a minute and kept staring at those hickeys he left behind last night.
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In that instant, the room seemed to hold its breath, as if the universe itself were awaiting your response. But it wasn't just a query that I posed; it was an exploration of the intricate layers of my affection. My mother, with her unwavering support and boundless care, had molded me into the person I had become. Yet, you, my love, had carved out a niche within me that was uniquely yours, painting the canvas of my life with hues of passion and understanding.The notion that my concern could be compartmentalized, limited to just one person, felt foreign to the very essence of who I was. You see, dear love, my heart was a vast expanse, capable of accommodating the most profound adoration for both my mother and you. It was as if the tendrils of my affection had intertwined, creating a delicate dance between the woman who had given me life and the person who had breathed new meaning into it.So, as I stood there, the words hung delicately in the air, an invitation to delve into the depths
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In that very moment, a palpable sense of concern radiated from him towards me, an unwavering testament to the depth of his worry that persisted even to the present instant. It was as though his thoughts had formed an unbreakable connection with my well-being, transcending time and circumstance. The sight before me, the ascending trail that we embarked upon, seemed to mirror the journey of our camaraderie. As each step led us higher, so too did it elevate the emotions that bound us together.Gazing upon the majestic expanse around us, a cascade of emotions surged within me, threatening to spill over as tears welled up in my eyes. The vista that unfolded was not merely a panorama of nature's grandeur, but a reflection of the intricate tapestry of our relationships. The towering peaks echoed with the laughter we had shared, and the sprawling valleys whispered secrets we had entrusted to one another.As the sun cast its golden rays upon the landscape, illuminating even the crevices hidden
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The sun began to paint the sky with hues of golden pink as a new day unfurled its possibilities. With our morning rituals completed, Darius and I embarked on a journey, our footsteps tracing a path towards a rendezvous that had been long overdue. The anticipation that swelled within me was akin to a symphony of butterflies, each delicate wingbeat a testament to the fluttering nervousness that accompanied this long-awaited meeting.As we drive, I couldn't help but let my mind drift back across the expanse of time, traversing the years that had stretched between the present moment and the last time I had laid eyes upon my mother. The chasm that had formed during that span was not merely physical but emotional, the bridges of connection having been worn thin by the relentless currents of circumstance. Yet, despite the passage of time and the erosion of familiarity, the pull to reunite remained an irresistible force, drawing me inexorably toward her.The streets we drove were lined with m
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The room seemed to close in around me as I absorbed the gravity of his words. The path ahead had grown treacherous, fraught with uncertainty and the looming presence of an enigmatic figure whose desires danced on the edge of my understanding. As the world outside continued with its oblivious rhythms, I found myself at the crossroads of a destiny intertwined with Fenrir's hunt for the tanzanite stone, and the looming threat of my mother being used as a pawn in this intricate game of shadows.In a tale that unfolds with intrigue and emotion, the central figure in this extraordinary incident was none other than my own dear mother. The air crackled with tension as she found herself locked in a harrowing confrontation with Darius, a clash that would leave an indelible mark on their lives.In the heart of this tumultuous moment, an unusual twist emerged. Despite the aggression that seemed to hang heavy in the air, Darius made a conscious choice, a choice that set him apart. Rather than resp
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The profound hush that enveloped the room spoke volumes, unraveling a truth more poignant than words could ever convey. In the weighty quietude, I found my answer—his reticence was an admission in itself. The secrets he harbored lay buried beneath the shroud of unspoken sentences.It was a revelation that left me grappling with a maelstrom of emotions. The one responsible for inflicting those painful injuries upon her delicate form was none other than my own mother. The realization, though shocking, stirred not just a storm of anger and disbelief within me, but also a gnawing curiosity.Yet, amidst the turmoil of this revelation, a veil of confusion lingered. My mother, a woman of compassion and reason, was an enigma in this narrative of pain. She wasn't the sort to embark upon such a ruthless course without a purpose—her actions were usually underpinned by a rationale that others might fail to perceive. Thus, the question that tugged at the edges of my consciousness was simple but pr
