Arda is a normal human girl who dreams of settling down after school and raising children with a nice loving boy. Just when her dream starts to come true, she unexpectedly discovers that she is marked by the moon and fated to marry Gillow, a ruthless and dominant werewolf vampire, in fulfillment of a prophecy that concerns mankind. --------- EXCERPT --------- PS: If any male asks you out, tell him that you're already taken because, you belong to me and I will mate you at the right time. I am The Alpha you will soon get to know. Can she run away from her destiny?
Lihat lebih banyakThe professor’s voice finally broke through, thin and shaky. “B-but you’re so…young. I don’t under—” His eyes widened as a deeper realization struck. He stumbled back, his face ashen. “You’re a…vampire…” His trembling worsened. “Please…please don’t kill me, sir. I have a wife…children…two daughters and two sons”"And if a lecturer harrases your girls, would you like it?""I'm sorry, Sir. It...it won't happen again."Gillow’s voice was ice. “You’re fired, professor. You have until tomorrow to clear your office and vacate these premises.”The professor fell to his knees, desperation overtaking him. “Please, sir! This is the highest-paid university. My family depends on this job. I swear, I promise, it will never happen again!”Gillow didn’t flinch. His voice was cold as steel. “Direct your apologies to her.”The professor turned immediately to Arda, crawling toward her on his knees. “Madam, please, I am deeply sorry. It will never happen again. I swear it.”Gillow moved with lightning s
Arda trailed far behind Gillow, her legs struggling to keep up with his long, determined strides. The bright corridor of the administration building seemed to stretch endlessly before her, sunlight streaming through the tall windows, illuminating the polished floors. People passed by on their own errands, their chatter and footsteps filling the space, but all Arda could focus on was Gillow’s imposing figure moving steadily ahead.His shoulders were taut, his fists clenched at his sides, radiating a fury she didn’t dare interrupt. She wanted to call out to him, to ask him to slow down, but she swallowed the words. The thought of drawing the attention of the people around them, of exposing whatever this was in public, made her hesitate. Instead, she hurried as best as she could, her breaths coming in short, anxious gasps.By the time she reached the professor’s office, Gillow had already disappeared inside. The door was ajar, and she paused just outside, gripping the edge of the frame a
Gillow reluctantly ended the kiss, his lips lingering near hers for a moment before he pulled back, a small smirk on his face. “We don’t want you being late for school, mate,” he said, his tone calm but teasing.Arda nodded, her fingers brushing her lips briefly as she followed him to the car. When she saw him heading for the driver’s side, her brows lifted in mild surprise, though she didn’t comment.He opened the door for her, gesturing to the passenger seat. “Your throne, for now.”She slid in, a small but genuine smile pulling at her lips. This time, it was different—no other passengers, no Sue’s mate at the wheel. Just them.As they hit the road, Gillow glanced at her, catching the subtle but pleased look on her face. “You look content,” he remarked, smirking.She tilted her head slightly, feigning innocence. “Do I?”“You do,” he replied, a knowing glint in his eyes. “And I think I know why.”Her lips curved faintly, but she didn’t say anything, letting him take the bait.“You li
Gillow didn’t respond immediately, his expression unreadable as he carried her back toward their bedroom. When they reached the threshold, he nudged the door open with his foot and stepped inside. The air was heavy with tension, and her heart pounded in her chest.Gently, he laid her down on the bed, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She had loosened her braids and washed her hair. It smelled good.Arda felt his touch. It was unexpectedly tender, his movements uncharacteristically calm. She stared up at him, unsure whether to feel relieved or more alarmed.“I felt like putting you to bed,” he said quietly, his voice soft but weighted with something she couldn’t quite place.Before she could respond, he leaned down, pressing a light kiss to her cheek. His lips were warm, yet as he lingered, a dreadful familiar shift began to take place.Arda noticed it first in his breathing—it grew heavier, uneven. His face hovered close to hers, his forehead creased as though he was fig
Arda spent two days in isolation inside the mansion. Gillow kept her confined to the house, limiting her to the living room and their shared bedroom. He was distant, barely speaking to her, and he slept in his private quarters. Meals were delivered regularly, but his absence weighed heavily on her. She had requested a phone, but he had brushed it off, saying he’d get her one in time. She hadn’t protested. Fear of provoking him kept her quiet.Her emotions shifted like waves—defeat to indifference, anger to fear, and now, loneliness. Worry gnawed at her thoughts, especially about her abandoned project. She needed answers, and she needed them from Gillow.As night fell, the emptiness of isolation became unbearable. Summoning her courage, she made her way to his private room after confirming he was there. She hesitated briefly before knocking, her fingers trembling slightly against the wood.Inside, Gillow sat at his desk, immersed in his thoughts. The faint knock drew his attention.“Wh
The air in the dungeon was cold and damp, each step Gillow took echoing ominously in the narrow corridor. Arda clung to his shoulder, her body trembling with fear and exhaustion. His grip on her was firm, unyielding, and his movements unnaturally fast—a blur of supernatural power that left her disoriented.“Don’t worry, mate,” Gillow said, his deep voice a chilling mixture of reassurance and authority. “I’ve changed my mind. I will not have you flogged.”For a fleeting moment, relief washed over Arda. But it vanished as quickly as it came.“Instead,” he continued, “you will decide the fate of your friends.”Her breath hitched, her pulse quickening. Friends? They were alive?Gillow finally stopped, setting her down on her feet. Arda stumbled, her eyes darting around the dimly lit dungeon area. Her relief at hearing her friends were alive was immediately replaced by dread as her gaze landed on two cells.Inside them, her friends were bound, gagged, and blindfolded. Heavy chains secured
Arda’s heart raced as she backed away, her body trembling with fear and defiance. Every instinct in her screamed to flee again, but deep down, she knew there was no escaping him. She would only be running around in circles for as much as he allowed her.“Enough,” Gillow’s voice cut through her panic like a blade, stopping her in her tracks. His presence loomed over her, suffocating and unyielding. His steps were slow, measured, as he closed the distance between them.Before she could move again, his hand shot out, grabbing her arm with a strength that left her no room to fight back. In an instant, he had her pinned, her body held against his with a force that made her breath hitch in her throat. Her struggles were futile; she couldn’t escape his grip.Then just as quickly he had her down, positioned on her knees before the bed. She was helpless as he held her down, her bum at his mercy."Please don't do this, please." She begged, knowing at this point defiance would not help her. "Pl
When Gillow finally entered the room, the sight that greeted him made his jaw tighten. The room was a mess—shattered glass littered the floor, furniture was overturned, and the air was heavy with the lingering scent of her tears. And there she was, asleep on the rug, clutching a pillow like it was her lifeline. Her face was streaked with dried tears, her braids tangled, her body small and fragile against the backdrop of chaos. He approached her silently, crouching beside her. For a moment, he hesitated, his hand hovering over her shoulder. Then, with a deep breath, he scooped her into his arms. Her weight was nothing to him, but the vulnerability in her made his chest tighten. He carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. The moment her body touched the mattress, her eyes fluttered open. Fear flooded them, and she bolted upright, scurrying back until her back hit the headboard. “No,” she whispered, her voice shaking. “Stay away from me.” Gillow didn’t respond immediately. In
Arda sat near the window, her slender frame outlined against the dim light of the setting sun. The horizon was a watercolor blend of oranges and purples, fading into the encroaching darkness. Her gaze remained fixed on the distance, unseeing, as if hoping to find answers in the vanishing light. The tray of pastries and snacks beside her remained untouched, their enticing aroma wafting through the room, mocking her lack of appetite.It wasn’t the food. The variety of delicacies—flaky pastries, sweet confections, savory rolls—meant nothing to her. She could eat, but what was the point when her heart felt as heavy as a millstone? No, the problem wasn’t sustenance. It was the isolation that gnawed at her soul, a silent predator that feasted on her spirit.The hours stretched, each one longer than the last, and still, Gillow didn’t return. Every creak of the floorboards, every gust of wind that rattled the windows made her heart leap in a mix of fear and anticipation. She didn’t know i
Dear Arda, I know that you have no idea who this is but at the nearest possible time, you will. I wish you a happy twenty-first birthday and hope that you like the present attached to this note. PS: If any male asks you out, tell him that you’re already taken because you belong to me and I will mate you at the right time. I am The Alpha you will soon get to know. Having finished reading the handwritten note, Arda was at first filled with fear and uncertainty. The handwriting was clear, cursive, and written with dark ink on a plain sheet of white paper. She could not make much sense of the note. Alpha? Mate? What did that even mean? And why would the anonymous man say that she belonged to him? She was a human being. She belonged to no one. You cannot just own someone. Why was she even letting the message bother her? It could be a prank. Resting on that thought, she rolled her eyes and cast an amused gaze upon the note, believing that it was probably a prank from one of her fri...
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