This cell reminds me of the last one I’d been in at Silver Moon before Ailana helped me escape. It was cold and dark and without any form of ventilation. I wasn’t sure how many hours passed and if it was morning yet because it was hard to tell since the cell is always dark. I’d cried till there were no tears left and stayed awake all through the night, wondering what will become of me now. Many times, I wished for a miracle. For someone to come save me the same way Aila had saved me when I’d lost all hope at Silver Moon. But this isn’t Silver Moon and Ailana isn’t here. Even if she were, it’ll be impossible to break out of any cell in the Lycaon place. I cursed Zayden, and then I cursed myself too. How did I ever forget that I was the most ill-fated and luckless person on earth? How did I think I’ll pull this off without him finding out? I let myself get carried away by his beautiful face, the attraction I felt towards him, and the life of affluence that I started to believe this one
I curled up on the floor with my arms wrapped around my legs and my knee almost touching my chin as violent sobs shook me hours after he left me there. My body was sore all over and my core still throbbed from his violent thrusts. I didn’t bother to put my clothes back on for fear that my legs will not be able to carry me if I tried to stand. I stifled a sob when I heard him re-enter the house, banging the door violently and cursing under his breath. Now was my time for punishment, or death. Whichever he wanted, I was ready for it. Zayden vowed to kill me, and even though he didn’t succeed in doing so with his bare hands, he’d surely be the death of me.Draven was moving frantically around the house, thrashing and hitting things, his powerful aura filling the house and making it feel small despite its large size. The power pouring off him was suffocating and when he finally entered the room after many minutes of trashing around, I held my breath out of fear, but my heart was beatin
The sight of Zayden, still naked and seated on the bare floor of his cell had me feeling nauseous. He was in bad shape, his bloody face almost unrecognizable and his body covered in several injuries. His wolf could not heal him because the walls were lined with silver.He snapped his head up to face me as soon as I was close enough, and I was grateful Draven was standing behind me. Even in this state and locked up in a cell, I was scared he’ll try to attack me.He looked weak, but still had that viciousness in his eyes, a trait peculiar to Alphas. No matter the situation, they never easily give in to defeat. I had to scrunch my nose at the smell coming out from his cell and not once did I think a day will come when Zayden will be reduced to this. Where is his pride and strength now? He looked slimmer than the last time I’d seen him and I briefly recalled the many times I’d seen him naked and I felt my wolf whimper. All those times he’d bedded other women and given me a show while at
Draven instructed Smythe to take me home, and then he was gone to be with Heather. I knew this because I’d seen her name pop up when his phone rang as we left the dungeons. Three times. And I knew he needed to finish since I didn’t give him a release when he took me on that table earlier.I stayed up and thought of all the things Zayden said to me and I wondered why Draven still let him live. He should have killed him once and for all. I won’t deny being scared or that his threats did not get to me. Draven said those would be my last words to Zayden, but I knew Zayden was still very much alive. If he were dead, I’ll feel it through the mate bond.I didn’t dread death as much as I dreaded what will become of me if Zayden makes it out of that cell and finds me. I tried to convince myself that there was no way he could escape, but when I remember the look in his eyes, I shuddered and wondered if perhaps I was underestimating Zayden. He lacked common sense, and if he could put himself in
DRAVENI knocked the computer and a pile of work off my desk in annoyance, my beast growling as I did. I needed to go on a run, it’s been a minute since I let him loose. Every fucking thing annoyed me, and my beast was bloodthirsty, eager to end the life of the urchin in my cell. But I wasn’t going to hold on one minute longer. Tonight, he had to be slaughtered. But even the thought of killing him did not give my beast the satisfaction he wanted.How dare the son of a bitch disrupt my party, and how dare that little Omega lie to me? This whole thing could have been avoided if she had bloody told me she had a mate, but she fucking kept it to herself. I should punish her, lay her down and whip her till she was begging for mercy, but after seeing the scars on her back, I couldn’t bring myself to.I took one look at her with that bloody scumbag to know how much she hated him, and after hearing the things he did to her, I was angry, but still, that didn’t give her the right to keep the tru
ZAYDENThe day I saw the news announcing my mate as Prince Draven’s, I was convinced that it was a plot. I put two and two together and quickly figured that the Lycan Prince was trying to play a game. The manipulative son of a bitch wanted to take the throne at all cost and after searching and not finding his mate for many years, he decided to deceive the kinsmen and the entire werewolf/Lycan population. How he found Esme, I didn’t know, but what I do know is that I was going to call his bluff, tell the world the truth and show the public exactly the kind of person that he is. Prince Draven was no different from his father, maybe even worse. And after days of unrest, I came up with a plan to expose him for exactly who he is and get my mate back. If things had gone as planned, that would have given me the popularity I so much craved. If I could bring down the Lycan Prince, I could have gotten a good reward for it, and then my father will know for sure that I’m not the irresponsible pr
DRAVEN“He’s dead,” Smythe informed me.“Good job,” I slammed the phone down and turned back to Duron.“Now that it’s settled, it’s time Esme starts participating in other duties as your Luna. Stop caging her,” he told me. I knew that quite alright and didn’t need a reminder from him. She’s had all the time to get used to the palace, now its time for work. But I knew she may not be in her best of moods at this time.She may hate her mate or wish him dead, but the fact remains they were mates and they share a special bond so she was going to feel the pain of loosing a mate. But I wasn’t going to give her time to grieve because time was something I didn’t have to spare. Now that the introduction ceremony is out of the way, she needs to put in more effort in the work around here, hopefully she doesn’t mess things up. And she needs to visit the palace Oracle.I frowned at the thought. The oracle is the only one that can decipher Esme isn’t really my mate. As an oracle of the goddess,
I felt it. The pain of loosing a mate. It started slowly and gradually spread through the whole of my body, twisting my guts. And just as fast as it started, it stopped abruptly. I waited for the feeling of emptiness that I’d heard followed the loss of a mate, but I’d been empty my whole life that it didn’t matter. What I felt in reality was relief. My wolf wasn’t whimpering in my head, she just went quiet. It felt like a burden had been lifted off my shoulders and I started to feel guilty for it. Zayden was my mate, but he was cruel to me, he had a special hatred for me yet he wouldn’t reject me because seeing me suffer gave him a hard-on. I groaned inwardly and sat at the edge of the bed, trying to relieve one good memory we had. But there was nothing but bitterness. Pain. Suffering.I knew I would not be the only one to feel his demise. His father will feel the loss of a child, and Ailana will feel the loss of her brother. Since he wasn’t the ruling alpha, Silver Moon pack will