CHAPTER TWENTY-SIXDARIUSI made my way across the crowd to the figure in a long white jacket. He was clinking glasses with a Luna from another pack, his grin a little flirty and contagious enough for the Luna to forget her husband was in the same gathering.Her smile ran down the moment she saw me, and she straightened up, dropping her glass. “Good evening, my lady. I'm assuming your discussion with Liam is over, as I'd like to take your place.” I said, without a hint of softness.Liam closed his eyes with a sigh, as the Luna shot him a little annoyed glance. She turned back to me, and forced a little smile. “As you wish, King Darius.”“And what do you think you're doing?” Liam asked me, immediately she left, and I took her drink, sipping it gently.“We need to talk. You know it too.”“I'd rather we talk with blades, bullets, and armor.”“I'd rather we use words. Trust me, your men want to live longer. Don't tell me you want to vanquish your Army in a little clash, and then when an
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVENHAZEL{MINUTES BEFORE}“What exactly are you doing?” I asked, my voice rising by the second.“You're the one I've been looking for. So, I'm doing exactly what I want to do with you.”A shaky scoff left me. He must be joking. Turning on my heels, I made for the door, only to feel a hand close around my arm, yanking me backwards. I screamed, as he wrapped me in his arms.“I never thought— I’d want you. Being for the rogue King— makes it sweeter, I guess.” He rasped, pausing in-between his sentences to force kisses on my neck. My back was to his chest, and his hand had gripped my chin upwards as he pressed more kisses on my neck. My nails scratched and tore at his skin repeatedly, as I couldn't open my mouth to scream due to the force. Then he forced me into the wall, and bit my neck, letting out a loud sound of pleasure. I couldn't even try to knock sense or fear into him with words, as my breasts painfully pressed against the wall. Then he suddenly took me, and t
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTHAZELI let him drag me along without any issues. Anything I could do to make myself seem like the innocent person I truly was, I was eager to do it. Because at the moment, I was trembling vividly. The man's head had turned completely to the back as Darius' claws went through skin, tissue, blood, and bone.What if he would do the same to me? Those same claws had beheaded that man in the dungeon not too long ago.Melissa locked eyes with me, her expression unfathomable, like there were a million thoughts going on inside her head. Everyone followed after us, until we gathered back at the hall. Us in the center, with everyone else keeping a good distance away from us.The elders with grim expressions sat on high-backed chairs, looking down at us from where they sat. Darius stood firm, and confident, still giving the thorniest look I'd ever seen in all my life, while me, next to him, cowered, not wanting to think of his bloody hands holding mine so hard that there w
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINEHAZELI love you. I love you.Those words resounded in my head as the breeze blew into the room, billowing the curtains in waves. Looking into Darius' eyes, no one needed to tell me it was the truth. He was sincere.His hands still holding mine burned, and my gaze fell to his lips, feeling my heart pound in the hollow of my chest. I wanted to kiss him. Even though he had brutally murdered someone, and the dried blood was evident on the face, my heart still moved for him. He was my mate after all, and I couldn't deny the magnetic attraction I felt for him. Darius left my hand gently, and rubbed his thumb across my neck. “You're hurt.” He said, and I winced. It was where that nasty man had bit me. “It’s nothing. What do we do about your punishment?” He led me to the bed, ignoring my question, and sat me on it, before moving around the room to get a first-aid box. Sitting next to me, he opened the box.“I bet they're so happy, and will start looking for punishm
CHAPTER THIRTYMELISSAMy glass hit the wall, and shattered into splinters, showering to the marble floor, while he stood by the window, his back to me, as he sipped wine.“So what are we going to do now?” I asked, running a hand through my hair. “Nothing.”“You can't tell me ‘nothing’!”“It was all your idea, Melissa. Fix your mess.”“How is it my mess? I certainly didn't think Darius would be reckless enough to actually murder someone at a place and time as scared as the pre-blood celebration.”“But you started this.”“Yes! Crane shouldn't have undressed her like that. Fine, her hair was rough, but he should have been the one with his chest in the open, and they should have been in a kiss.”“What sensible person would still kiss while the door was still being hit? Are you actually blaming Crane?” Jake asked, turning around from the window, with brows crossed. “You should watch the way you talk. My colleague is dead because of your stupid plan.”“Don't be sentimental. Crane wanted h
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONEDARIUSIt was an uneasy feeling that washed over me, seeing Melissa and Hazel talk from a distance. Hazel looked quite mad, and Melissa looked a little shaken. I strode up to them, and Melissa jumped the moment she noticed my presence. Her eyes flitted around mine, and she turned to Hazel. “I stayed at a friend's house because…oh, Darius.” She was so unnatural with her words. She already saw me, so why did she turn to Hazel, say something stupid, then turn again like she was just noticing me? “Good morning.”My gaze switched to Hazel who looked displeased, but her eyes were downcast. Melissa had done something.“Hazel.” I called.She looked up at me, her troubled green eyes a forest of beauty. “Good morning, Darius.”“Is everything okay?” I asked, and she glanced at Melissa. “She doesn't believe I was harassed.”That didn't seem like the real thing, but still, I turned on Melissa, who smiled uncomfortably. “Well, the… the position they were in, uh, actually. Um
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWODARIUSThe Land Of The Dead.A land that many feared to go to. A call that no one could ignore or resist— a call that only few survived, and amongst the few that survived, many lost their minds, and were never revived. Most of them died. It began as a strange call, one that only the summoned person could hear. The person would then be thrown into the Land Of The Dead, and would be put in slumber. Only the soul would journey across the lands. Any injury inflicted on the soul would be reflected on the body. That was how many died of mysterious wounds. The person would stay, facing whatever problems arose in there, all on their own, and would be unable to receive help, for anyone who veered too close to that person would automatically be dragged in, along with that person. “The Land Of The Dead?” I asked. That was ridiculous. “Why? Why do I merit such a punishment? It's not like I put the werewolf Kingdoms into jeopardy, or went around killing humans in masses.”Kie
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE DARIUSI looked into Hazel's green eyes, and her hand on my hair slipped off. “Is it going to be a long trip? Tiring?” She asked, and I gave a sigh. Getting to my feet, she stepped back, and I walked to a sofa, patting the space next to me. She sat right where I asked her to sit. “For some reason, you seem a little, uh, sad?” She said, and I leaned back on the sofa, crossing my legs as I watched her. Through her peripheral view, she glanced at me, before clearing her throat. A smile crept up my lips as I saw her ear growing red. Then while she struggled to look everywhere else but my face, I gently placed my index finger in her ear. She jumped as if charged by electricity, and looked at me with wide eyes, and parted lips. It made me laugh, and the tension in the air melted like ice. Her lower lip joined her upper lip in a pout, and she tried not to smile, as she watched me.“You made me think something was wrong. Now, I don't think so.”“Were you worried?” I