A wide and lovely smile spread across Anton’s face at Kyra’s compliment. Cynthia, who was still behind Kyra as she was the one who led her to where Anton was waiting gasped in shock as her eyes widened like saucers in her face.Did Anton just smile? She’s been serving him since she was a child no more than four, and he was also young at that time. She could not for the life of her remember ever seeing him smile. Not even when he was with his first mate did he smile so widely, but he just did it because Kyra called him handsome? Cynthia could not believe this. A suffocating feeling aroused in her chest and she could not breathe properly. Her hand slapped against her chest as she stumbled away, wheezing.“You think I’m handsome?” Anton was snooping down at Kyra, the both of them oblivious to Cynthia’s tiny frame that was stumbling away.“Forget I said that.” Anton’s smile widened, “Okay, if you say so.”Kyra sighed in relief when he dropped the topic of her complimenting him. “Shall
“Wh…what are you doing?” Kyra whisper yelled as she began to struggle in Anton’s arms almost immediately.“Hey, relax. You were having a panic attack, and I was trying to stop it.” Anton whispered, still holding her tightly against him and refusing to release her for fear that she would fall to the floor of the carriage and injure herself.“By carrying me in your arms?” Kyra looked at him like he had grown a horn in his head. His logic made no sense to her. “You believe that carrying me in your arms while I’m having a panic attack would stop it?” She was stupefied.“It stopped the panic attack, didn’t it? I don’t see you looking like you are about to have your last breath again.” Anton said as he stared down at her squarely.Kyra was rendered speechless, but his words were correct. Her panic attack that came from the fact that she was suddenly scared of getting down from the carriage and following him to attend the party vanished when he dragged her into his arms.“You think it stoppe
The people around them let out loud gasps of surprise at the same time Kyra did.Her hand slowly lifted to touch her burning cheek as she winced in disbelief. “How dare you suggest that we find a way to clean up my dress? We? Clean? Do you know how much I got this dressed? It was tailored just for me to wear to this party, yet you ruined it by walking around like a blind bat!” The lady yelled, her face creasing with angry lines.Kyra was still dumbfounded by the slap that she just kept on staring at the lady without a word making its way past her lips. “What? Cat got your tongue now?” The lady continued to yell as if oblivious to the fact that all attention was on them or that Anton was now walking down to where she and Kyra were standing. “Just a few days ago you were sold off like a slave because you shamelessly went to get yourself pregnant with Tristan’s child, and today you think you are a princess again because Alpha Anton bought you and brought you to this party? Better think
“Slap her back.”“What?” Kyra and Roselyn yelled at once in surprise. Kyra felt like she could no longer hear properly. Had Anton just asked her to slap this lady back?Anton was looking at Roselyn as he spoke to Kyra, “I said you should slap her back and I won’t be repeating myself, Kyra.” His voice and tone were cold and detached.“I…I,” Kyra stuttered, unable to get words out. Anton was doing the opposite of what she expected. He was not just standing up for her but he wanted to help her get revenge.“What do you mean she should slap me? She bumped into me and ruined my dress.” Roselyn cried with a pale face. The tears had also stopped as she soon realized that she was in trouble. She knew so well how Anton was and how ruthless he could be but would he pick Kyra who was just a slave over her who was an alpha’s daughter? She has bumped into Kyra on purpose just to get Anton’s attention. She has been in love with him for years and has been trying to get his attention all to no avai
“Alpha Anton, please slow down.” Kyra cried as she ran behind Anton trying to keep pace with him, but he kept walking fast like he could not hear her complaints. He continued to drag her alongside him. “Please, I’m going to fall down. My legs are hurting.” Kyra’s eyes filled with tears of pain. She’s never liked wearing heels because she could never find her balance with them, and they hurt her legs. She did it tonight because she needed to appear well and not disgrace him. If alpha Anton keeps dragging her like this, she might return to his pack with a sprained ankle.Kyra knew that he was angry, but she felt like his anger was mostly directed at something or someone else apart from her.“Alpha Anton, please you…ahhh!” Kyra let out a loud scream when her left leg kicked against a stone and she stumbled forward. The earth rushed towards her face and Kyra closed her eyes, preparing for the impact. She knew that she would be bruised so badly because this was granite and not sand, but
All of Kyra’s wicked thoughts about kissing Anton and about the strange feeling she got when his hands rested on her bare leg vanished into thin air when his hand applied pressure on a particular spot on her ankle and sharp pain shot through her.Kyra let out a tiny scream but immediately slammed her hand over her mouth as her eyes watered. She has been far gone in her thought because of his actions that kept surprising and knocking the breath out of her that she did not notice her ankle was twisted a little before he caught her. It would have been much worse than this if he hadn't caught her. Like that first day they had lunch together, she had him to thank for saving her from falling, even if he was the reason she was going to fall. The pains in her leg did it allow her room to offer him, thanks.“This place is hurting, huh?” Anton hummed softly before his hand continued to search around her legs. “Any other place?”Kyra shook her head in response but when she realized that he was
A million words came to Kyra’s mouth, but they did not make it past her lips. She shook her head and relaxed back on her seat as the carriage began to move, but her eyes could not leave Anton’s face.His action about placing her leg on his lap had been so natural like he had done it a million times to someone else that was not her before. Was it his first mate?Well, even though she has been cooped up inside her room since after that day she came out to have lunch with him, a few maids had come into her room to clean it up because that was not part of Cynthia’s work.They had tried to be quiet as they worked and cursed her, but she still heard them anyway. It was one of the little special gifts she had as a werewolf or was it a curse because she mostly kept hearing things she would rather not hear? They spoke about his first mate, they did not give out too much information, but they gave enough to make her understand that his first mate hurt him a couple of times before she betrayed
Kyra decided to answer him and engage him in his question and answer section. Maybe in this way she will be able to get through to him. Ignoring his questions and trying to make him snap out of his head would only lead to their deaths faster. She could not let that happen. Speaking with him in this condition where she couldn't even breathe properly and felt like her heart would soon combust in her chest would be hard, but she needed to try her best.“I did not slap her, not because I did not want to obey you or something. I refused to slap her because I did not want any more trouble than what I’ve caused already.” Kyra told him as she began gasping loudly, trying to drag air into her lungs through her mouth. It was a difficult position to be in because she still had to use her mouth to speak.Kyra has elapsed into a state of shock when instead of him telling her to get down on her knees before Roselyn to apologize and beg for mercy, he did the opposite and asked for her to return Ros