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Axel’s Pov I'm afraid of the concept of mates. Something so important to my pack, as well as to me personally, and I’ve been told I’ll have no control over it. It feels like a recipe for disaster. Literally within moments of meeting her, I’ll want to protect her and keep her close, no matter who she is; a rogue, a spy, an assassin, whatever. Or what if she’s not a bad person, just a horrible woman, that can’t be a good Luna for my pack? It’ll be the hardest thing ever, letting her go even if there's something important at risk, like my pack. And I don’t want to put my pack at risk. Heck, I haven’t even met her and I don’t want to let her go. But then again, maybe it’s not that intense, I thought. Look at the bitch who wants to be betrothed to Asher. She hasn’t met him, he’s not her mate and she doesn’t love him. But because of the power it would give her, she’s tossed her mate to the dump. She’ll probably be paid for it too, fucking information whore. But cradling the soft, warm body of my mate ready to kill for her, I realize that it is that intense. And the piece of shit will die for this. Goddess, she smells so good, like when I was young and woke up to the sweet smell of cooking downstairs as the crisp winter air clung to my cool skin and sounds of my parents laughing. She smells like life then, from before they were taken from me. I kiss her forehead and set her down. As she finds her footing, I lunge. His eyes have been trained on me since I took what was mine from his grubby fingers so he sees me coming and gets out of the way. The son of a mutt is fast, but not fast enough; my claws catch his left arm. I spin to face the bastard. It’s a scratch, but the blood blooming will be the first drops of many. He’s crouched, sizing me up. I pray to the goddess that he makes the mistake of coming straight for me. He doesn’t. He turns and runs into the woods, after a glance at my mate. That will cost him his eyes. I’m right behind him. I throw myself at his back and take us both down. During that brief moment of disorientation, I clamp my teeth down on the same arm. He howls, a sound filled with pain that makes my heart sing. “Fuck!” The bastard’s neck was right here but I didn’t go for it. My mate was fucking screaming and crying, and the fuck-face was forcing himself on her. What if I hadn’t heard her? No. I force my anger down, if not this will be over before I know it. I need to make this slow. I want to savor it. He blindly punches out his other hand and it hits me in the temple. “What is your problem?!” It doesn’t do damage but it does slacken my jaw. He yanks his arm from my mouth and tries to pull out the body I’m pinning down with mine. I let him but, at the last moment, press my weight firmly down on his right leg. He yowls, as it breaks. There’s skin missing from where I bit down on his arm, in addition to the puncture holes gushing blood. Good, I smirk. The bastard is scooting away, freaked. I hope he feels even a fraction of what my mate felt. Nothing will fucking save him from me. “Look, man, you-” I walk forward and grab him by the shoulders. I spit the blood in my mouth, his blood, on his face and he roars. I smash my head against his and he shuts the fuck up. I drag him over to a tree and slam him against it. All the air leaves him in a pained groan. I stand and rake my claws down his chest, ruining the shirt and skin underneath. Not too deep now, I’m not done with him. He howls, weakly. I’ve made my way past his knee when I hear a man huffing his way to where we are. I don’t know who it is because of the smell of blood wafting in the air — I breathe in deep, lovely — but whoever it is will be here soon. I hope they have enough sense to mind their business and pass. Alpha wade bursts in, eyes wide and panicked. He’s a tall man who wears the authority of his position and the wisdom of his years well. A lot of years too, he has lived long enough to start graying. Maybe in another lifetime I wouldn’t despise him. “Beast!” he roars. “Get away from my son!” I laugh loudly. I didn’t know, but it makes no difference to me. Both him and his pup can’t take me. “Axel!” I walk forward, pulling my hand back. “Touch him again and our deal’s off!” * “Are you ok?” That's the softest I've spoken in years. I even wiped my face and hand down on my inner shirt, not wanting to touch her with his blood. Goddess, I can feel my ears getting hot. My mate jumps to her feet as I walk out of the woods and clears her throat. “Yes, I am, thank you.” Fuck, she's beautiful. Her voice is a melodic blend of soft and warm. She’s not tall. She’s slender, with fair skin dimly glowing and thick black hair that falls down her back in a long braid. I want to hold her again. If she's in my arms, then nothing can hurt her. “Are you sure your pack doctor doesn't need to take a look at you?” I unconsciously step towards her and she looks up at me. Fuck. Her big gray eyes sparkle as they catch the light but they're shuttered and wary. She looks away. “I. . .” She clears her throat again as a blush spreads on her cheeks. My chest warms. Grinning and feeling like a bloody teen wolf, I step forward until I can smell her again. “Yes?” “I don't know. . .?” I chuckle, liking how my mate is flustered. Her cheeks are so rosy. I want to touch them. She fiddled with her dress and looked anywhere but me. My little mate is shy. Asher won’t believe I found her. And in the same pack his wife is from. I chuckle lowly. Does this mean we're brother husbands? “What's your name?” I ask, wanting to touch her. I liked how it felt to touch her. “Selena.” “Selena. . . “ A pretty name for my little one. Hmm, Asher’s new wife is Selena. Well, a Selena. There's definitely more than one Selena in a pack this size. “And your surname?’ Weirdly, it doesn’t come to her immediately. “Harris.” I blink at her dumbly. The moon goddess sure has a sense of humor, I guess. My mate is to be betrothed to my brother, and there’s nothing I can do, especially as I just beat blood out of the son of the man gripping my balls. But then again maybe it’s the best. She’s the woman willing to marry someone who she’d never met for social standing, willing to be a plant in a faraway pack for what she can get, not caring about her mate. Not caring about me. I have to reject her.5.Selena’s PovAn hour later I'm standing in the living room amidst decorations and food as my mate and his brother sit across from me. I'm stunned, shocked to my core. Neither of them have given me more than a passing glance.I've been in a daze ever since Axel left. Just turned around and left.But surely, he'll stop this. He won't let me get engaged to his brother, I think, as my step father starts saying the rites.He won't, I think, as our fingers are pricked so blood meets. Any moment now, I think, as the Alpha chants the words that will start a bind between us. But he doesn't. Ten minutes later, I'm betrothed to the Lycan prince.I'm so confused. He's my mate, he should not be ok with me marrying his fucking brother. How can he sit there, and just watch?I slink away as soon as the festivities start and sit at the back of the house.I've been sitting outside for a long time. A big part of me hopes he shows up. And he does, after the sun sets.Goddess. My throat runs dry. My h
Chapter 6Selena's POV Although the hurt cut deep, I didn't let it keep my legs plastered to the floor, instead, I turned away quickly before the two wolves on heat could spot me. The moment my hand landed on the doorknob, Asher called my name, and I watched as my initial plan to walk away undetected dissipated before me like dust. "Selena", his breathless voice reached my ears.My breath hitched on my throat as I slowly turned. If I expected a hint of remorse in Asher's eyes, I was sorely mistaken. Instead, the strain in his voice was linked to that in his pants."I...", I began, the words dying in my throat. The lady with him raised a delicate brow as she observed me with an unknown expression. I avoided her eyes. "I shouldn't have barged in like that. My apologies", my voice came out shaky and meek, it was almost embarrassing. I mentally gave myself a smack across the cheek. I had no reason to apologize, if anything, they were the ones who owed me an apology but I wasn't that b
Chapter 7Axel's POV I frowned at my reflection, my fingers fisted over the white sink in my bathroom. The urge to see my mate was almost overwhelming and it took a great amount of control to keep my feet firmly planted in the white tiles. Logic helped me resist but I knew it was only a matter of time before I began to think with my heart rather than my head. I groaned. My wolf was begging, almost whimpering in need. I tightened my fisted hands, resisting. It took almost thirty minutes to get myself under control and afterwards, I stepped out of the bathroom looking calm and collected. I began the short walk to my brother's study."Have you seen my brother's fiancée?", I asked a servant passing by. The servant tried but failed in keeping her trembling at bay. "Umm, she asked for directions to the prince's study so I believe she was headed there", she stuttered out.I didn't bother giving
Chapter 8Selena's POV Axel pushed open the door fully before stepping in, his height imposing, somehow filling the large room. I could scent him and the urge to bury my nose into his neck was overwhelming but before I could do something I might possibly regret for the rest of my life, I fisted my hands, feeling my fingers dig dangerously into my palm. Quelling the urge, I finally addressed him. "Alpha", I bowed lowly watching from my peripheral vision as Lily mimicked my actions. Axel didn't say a word, instead he kept his eyes firmly fixed on me."Out", he commanded. My brows furrowed in confusion until I realized he was speaking to Lily when she bowed again before running off, shutting the door behind her. When Lily left the room, Axel took a few more steps towards me, his presence causing my cloud of unbiased reasoning to be stifled pathetically. I took a small step back even when every cell in my body
Chapter 9Selena's POV The moment Axel left the room, I stumbled to the floor, steadying my beating heart. I knew I'd probably regret my decision to remain a decent person but for now, I'd revel in the feel of being like an amazing heroine who stood up for what was right. Lily walked in almost immediately. "You okay?", she lent me a hand as I staggered to my feet."Yeah. I'm fine""The Alpha can be hella intimidating ", she chuckled, earning a weird look from me. "Ah right. Your bath""I'll do it myself", I narrowed my eyes on her. "Listen, you have to get used to this, sooner or later. Those people out there may not give two flying hoots about you but I do care. And it'd be nice if I had someone to talk to in this place"Her words were heartfelt and I wasn't used to someone being nice to me except for ulterior motives. But I was in a strange place with basically no friends and no intel, so it would
Chapter 10Selena's POV Asher was leaning against his desk, his sleeve rolled up to his elbow and a few buttons left open. His hands were crossed, revealing the veins that trailed the length of his arm. Asher's face didn't portray any emotions that even as I stepped in, he simply stared. The confidence which I gathered pathetically before walking in was slowly waning due to his lack of action or perhaps, attention. The situation didn't look any better than it did a few days back. Even without Cecelia hanging by his arm, the effect was still the same. I still felt like nothing more than a desperate leech vying for his stupid attention. It was demeaning, not that I had any sense of self worth in the beginning. Asher finally stirred from his position, straightening himself to his full height as he began his strides towards me. I wanted an escape, needed to disappear or tear this stupid dress from my body. I needed someone to bl
Chapter 11Selena's POV Omegas were weak, spineless pups. Gammas were stronger, faster, better. They were not as good as the Alpha, not even close, but they were at least ten times better than the omegas in almost all, if not, everything. So, the million dollar question was, how foolish could an Omega be to attack a Gamma? Probably as foolish as I am. Cecelia leapt out of the way effortlessly before I could grab her, or better still, scratch her pretty little face. She landed perfectly on her feet, her movements lithe and graceful. I could feel my wolf, powerless but present regardless. "You don't want to do this, sweetheart", Cecelia singsonged, using the same nickname. If looks could kill, my glare was like that of a month old kitten. Either way, I refused to let myself be deterred as I sized her up. She looked completely at ease, like I was so insignificant to even be considered a threat. Without thoug
Chapter 12Selena's POV "Why are you upset, Selena?"Axel questioned, Folding his arms across his chest. It took a while to distract my brain from the searing pain and sick sound of bones snapping into place, but after it passed, only a tingling feeling remained. I was glaring daggers at the side of Axel's head, wishing he could combust into ashes right in front of me. "I'm not upset", my voice came out defensive. "I just do not have the energy to deal with whatever you have to say right now, so leave"For now, the embarrassment from the fight, no, from the merciless beating from Cecelia still hadn't quite settled although I knew it was only a matter of time before it did. At this moment, I'd use the last shred of my dignity to rebel against my mate. "Clearly, you are", Axel looked up, his eyes catching mine. "So tell me Selena. I mean, if you had the guts to speak to Cecelia and go as far as picking a fight then sur