It was his eyes that did it. It was his eyes that enraptured her. Shehad heard of eyes like these, but she could not remember where. Eyes like two gleaming silver coins, like the half arch of a crescentmoon in the sky just before she had to start the Moon dance. It was his eyes. The man in question had shoulder length hair. Dark, very, very dark. Hair that shone with oil. Even from across the room, Khloe could smell it on him, the sweetness of scent that no man had the right to be wearing. But this man was. And it made Khloe want to bury her face in the side of his neck and inhale, even when it would have be more prudent if she sunk her teeth into his neck instead. Prudent, because she was tied in a chair before him, silver manacles attached to her legs and hands, holding her to the chair. The cuff were tight. Almost too tight, such that if she squirmed or moved even the slightest bit, they cut into her wrists and ankles. Prudent, because there two men standing guards at both sides
KHLOEA banquet was what it was. There was no other way to describe it.It was a splendid one, too, as expected. There were rosettes standing lonely and beautiful in glass vases. The hall had a highceiling, white, such that if you looked above you would experience afeeling similar to that of staring at the heavens on a cloudy day.Below, rugs of fine fur adorned the black marble floor. Candles filled every inch of the halls, glowing a kindly, warm yellow, each one standing on solid metal ornate candle holders. The light from the candle fire reflected onto the glossy floor, and when one looked at it, the black marbles resembled a river of oil afire.It was beautiful. Fire was such a beautiful thing that if you did not know what it was, what it could do, you let it draw you to it. Khloe had once seen a moth drawn to a flame. It burned in seconds, leaving behind the smell of singed ants.That was what I felt about Caleb. He was like fire, burning everything thing he touched. Every girl in
MELVINThis is no job for a king, Melvin I thought as I scoured the wetground for tracks.On the wet dirt floor, there was a trail of footprints. These werenot wide footprints. They were not the foot imprints of a man, by the looks of it. They were smaller. A child perhaps, or a woman. A smallwoman. They went on and on through the woods until they disappeared completely, vanishing all of a sudden right in the middle of the trail without any trace.It was as the person who had made the prints had vanished as they had, growing wings and flying off into the night sky.A tracker, perhaps a human tracker would have been terrified out of his mind. He would have turned tail and retreated the moment the tracks of his quarry vanished, or if he was a braver, less sensible tracker, perhaps a young man with plenty of talent, he would sniff around and poke around the woods until he gave up. But Melvinwas neither human nor frightened. What he was was disgruntled. Frustrated. Very, very frustrated.
CALEBHours before the ceremony, hours before choosing Khloe, I stood in front of the enormous, ornate-framed mirror in my quarters, preparing myself for the ceremony.I hated my birthday. I hated it the way the Blood Moon pack hated vampires: with a bestial ferocity that had not diminished over the years. I loathed the loudness, the audacious pomp and pageantry of it, the unnecessary flourish that accompanied it every passing year.It was not that I did not like parties or partying. No. Far from it. It was the forced excitement that I loathed, the way it was done, lacklustre despite all its shininess. It was done like most obligatory things were done. I loathed that falseness very deeply, despised it even more. I had long since come to learn that werewolves, on certain occasions, had a thirst for wine that could rival the burning thirst vampires had for human blood. There was time like that, I knew, a time of unbridled thirst, unbridled longing, and not just for blood. For land.
KHLOEWords, Khloe had learnt the hard way, were what people hurled at you when they could not palm stones, when they discovered to their utmost displeasure that your continued existence was, in fact, their salvation. And it was common knowledge that the Blood Moon pack, besides being werewolves, were at the end of the day just people. So they filed their words carefully, honing them until the edges were sharp enough, until they were jagged enough to imitate metal, keen enough to cut through layers of skin and brittle bone, salient enough to pierce through to her beating heart. And when she outgrew the names and the knife like words, when she developed a coat of thick skin, they too evolved. And so did their hate. They learnt new cruelties, adapted new techniques to make her life an unpleasant existence, even if they could snuff it out entirely without destroying their own selves, too. And at the head of this aggression, Caleb could very often be found—at least when they were younge
TYBALDTo Tybald, there were only two things important in this world: his family and the Blood Moon pack. They were, however, interchangeable as the Blood Moon pack was and had always been his family, and at the same time, his family, Caleb, his wife, they were the same as the pack. Family was like a pack—once you had them, you could never lose them. You could never give them away, even if you wanted to. They left their marks all over a man, paw-prints in the soil, proof that the were there once. That they would always be present, even when they were not. Tybald understood this well, perhaps more than any person he had ever known. How could he not? The war of wolves and vampires had ended nearly a lifetime ago, fought and won when there was not yet salt in his hair, when he was young and brutishly strong. Yet those that he had loved and lost to the battle were there with him, they walked at his side in the light and in the shadows. His father, blood brothers, his wolf brothers. At ni
KHLOEKhloe was just thinking about all the different ways she was going to escape from this… this. She didn't even have a asingke word to describe what this was. She sat, almost not wanting to eat the food that was minutes away from her and she was having much better progress until Caleb decided, it was ok for him to fake concern. He asked her if she was hungry, asked if the wine wasn't to her taste. She could have scoffed while she was at it and stared him down with eyes that asked him if he truly cared for anything.A glass clinked somewhere, putting the ceremony to a hush. All eyes turned to what could have quietened the hall in an instant and of course, it was Tybald."To my son! For he becomes a man and for his excellent choice of a bride. To the future!" He raised his glass, to the crowd and the crowd responded with "To the future!" Their voices nearly deafening. If Khloe didn't know better she would have laughed and joined them but she knew better. She knew they were not to be
KHLOE"Khloe Hamilton?'' The name echoed from the nook and cranny of the entire room ,everyone turned their heads puzzled as to why he had picked the most accursed person in the entire pack to be mate."Khloe Hamilton , I choose Khloe " he affirmed what she had just heard a moment ago this time facing where she stood . Everyone followed the directions of his gaze and soon all eyes were upon her like a thousand arrows each piercing deep into her soul. Khloe retraced her steps back into the shadow she had earlier been in , she turned her head and could still see the look of anger ,shock and all manner of despondecy on Cassie's face . Cassie watched Caleb closely checking to see if he was truly insane and as if acting to drive her more crazy Caleb stretched his hand into the darkness he had seen Khloe descend into motioning for her to take his hands ."What is he trying to do?" Khloe thought to herself."Was he trying to humiliate her in the worse way possible ?" Khloe thought to
CHAPTER 194MELVINNO ONE takes what belongs to me and gets away from it, ever since He had seen Caleb it was obvious there was something wrong about him.He could take anything but this was like the last piece of a puzzle, the fact that he had sneaked into Asgard to kidnap her was the highest disregard.It was obvious he was angry about what had happened, Either way he had made up his mind about all of this.He was Melvin Asgard the Vampire King of Asgard– Though it was not yet declared it was something pending.He was damn good at what he did and right now all he wanted was to get his woman back.Deep down he was aware of something telling him in his mind that there was no room for regret after all this.One thing was fact and that had to be that all men had to taste the bitterness side of life before he could taste the sweet.He knew how important this was, it was the same mistake his father made by attacking them but then there was no justification for what he had done.He nurs
KHLOE Khloe ran through the woods with her wolf, Kyra following her closely. It was still very early in the day and the sun was not yet out and so she had deemed it fit to take her wolf for a little jog through the woods. That was what Kyra wanted. The sound of a twig snapping nearby made Khloe lose focus momentarily. She spun around quickly to make sure that no one was following her. She knew how dangerous it was for her to be out in the woods with Kyra at such an early hour. Luckily for her, there was no one there. It was just her imagination. “Pheww,” Khloe sighed in relief. She ran on, picking up speed and Kyra who was only too happy to be challenged to a race increased her own pace, and in a matter of seconds, Kyra was already way ahead of her and she was sweating profusely. “Alright,” Khloe laughed and slumped to the ground. “You win, again. I think we should have a quick rest.” “Someone’s coming,” Kyra mumbled through the mind link. “Let’s keep running.” “O
MELVINThe sky was cloudy and the rain was still pouring with thunder and lightning when Melvin and Khloe got to the castle.The maids covered the already wet couples with blankets and Melvin asked them to bring some tea to their bedroom and the maids bowed as they both walked into their room.Khloe was the first to get into the bathroom to take a warm shower and she later walked out of the bathroom cleaning her hair.Her transparent gown clinged to her wet body and he could almost see his naked body, making him gulp. She was so hot and sexy."You should take your bath Melvin or you will catch a cold." Khloe said and he nodded before walking into the bathroom.After a few minutes, Melvin walked out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around his waist. Khloe was sitting on the sofa, she was sipping from her cup tea when she looked up at him, she smirked as she walked closer to him.She pushed the hair on his face back to its place and kissed his cheeks. "You look cute."He grabbe
MELVIN EVER since they got back he watched each of her every move if course no one aside the two of them know what was happening and it made it more or less their little secret.Deep down he had this sick feeling he couldn't quite explain no matter how he tried to, it was obvious what they wanted and he knew it was something he had to give.He takes a long walk down the hallway his mind deep in thought about the situation of things, he knew he was to have a heir as that was the only way he could have a child.Laura approached him it had been a while since he saw and knowing how manipulative she was like her son he was not expecting anything good."A penny for your thoughts." She said when she got oae enough to him, he could see the sarcasm in her voice so he definitely knew she was not up to anything good at least."I am fine." He said rolling his eyes.She scoffed. "That is something an infertile man would say."Melvun couldn't believe his ears had she just called him impotent he th
MELVINACCEPTANCE of fate was one of man's weakest sides, no matter all we did was find a way to balance this fate and our conscious mind.He had thought he had been mad at her till he saw her again standing right there in his doorway and so after much deliberation he was doing exactly what he had promised, making way back to the boundary.He had it all planned out he was going crazy in his mind, as they made their way to the wood she thought bid how she was going to react to seeing her people again.She had opted for a path different from where they might probably get into trouble .Finally, they were standing right in the heart of the wood."hHow are you going to do this.?" He thought to himself.Just then someone walked up to the Cliff they could his feet approaching from a distance as the notion he was giving away want to fight,he could take this person .He tried to weigh his chances just then when Khloe walked out of where they had been hiding."Caleb?"She had never so looked v
KHLOEALL I WAS trying to do was help him and right now he had showed me that part of Melvin I used to know– The Aggressive one.As much as I tried putting myself in his shoes it was looking like it was not the perfect fit for me, I kept wondering why it had not worked.It was something I had tried on several occasions and each time the moon goddess had been pleased.If she could do that to a whole pack how much more just one person.She tried to take it off her mind but it was still two days counting after the moon dance that had left her in disgrace.It was not just Melvin that felt the pain as he was supposing they all felt it.Her mind drifted to why it had not worked namjng some possible reasons in her mind, they ahd sneaked to the heart of the woods well last the boundary and even after taking that risk it felt like it wasn't worth it at the end or perhaps she was doing something very wrong.Too wrong to be cautioned…Melvin on the other hand was making things worse, she could u
MELVIN’S POV.HEI entered the room and shut the door very angrily the noise echoing round the entire castle there as no more more angry than he was around the castle.He braced his hands for a minute wondering how his hope had been let shattered by tgeis unforseen circumstances as a matter of fact he had been been angry a lot these days, especially since Khloe’s moon dance.He had bet all his heart in that one dance and though he couldn't possibly bqlme her her for having thinga go that way he had his way of blaming her .Why had she age given him so much hope let let it shattered, even if he had tried telling himself in several occasions that this battle was not his and he was most probably wrong about everything including being so hard in her and himself he couldn't bring himself to forgive himself.It seemed to set everything in stone, Ihe was a fucking failure. Not just to myself but to his family, but to our bloodline, a bloodline he was supposed to supplement.He could almost
KHLOEHER hands grew clammy as she made her way to where they were standing, she had fully prepared herself for this yet she could feel her heart beating within her.When she reached Claire she took her hand and gave me a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. She nodded at Melvin who was distracted by something she can't quite figure out.Little streaks of silver light strayed out of the sky attempting to hide the night in a façade. It would have done that job quite perfectly but for the shape of the moon.The moon in the sky was curved in a perfect crescent shape, the night was cold as they all made their way out to the wood, it was a quiet journey as all that was on everyone of them mindwas how the whole ritual was going to turn out.Anxiety clawed at her chest, she was keen on settling this whole issue once and for all and at the same time there was this fear that she couldn’t very well go and make this situation worse– She was quite aware of this fact.She had given him enough
KHLOE HER heart fluttered, she could feel it beating heavily deep inside her as she stared deep into his eyes.There was no way she could stand still with him without reacting to every bit of everything that had to do with him."Mel." That was the only thing she could bring my voice to say as she was confused at how he had literally dragged her into his room."You've been avoiding me. I want to know the reason."He said .She could sense every bit of the emotion i'm his voice. He was as she was pained about the situation, but he had the right she had been avoiding him as a matter of fact she had been doing that as long as she could remember.She didn't know how to react to him and out of all the ways she saw that was different from totally ignoring him, how could she ignore something she can't do without.."I was not ignoring you, was just busy." She said.Melvin smirked hard at that bit if lie he just heard if it had been before then he most probably would himself angry with the woma