Zirah's POV
Free
I ran deeper into the woods not for once looking back. For sure I didn't know where I was heading but all I know is that I am going to a place where no one knows of my existence. I am moving away from my past forever. It was finally over. I stopped for a minute to catch my breath. I was finally a free woman.
For two straight hours, I kept wandering around the forest. It seemed as if I was not making any progress. It looked like I was moving in circles because I always end up in the same spot. I was tired and hungry to move.
The night was fast approaching and I hadn't found any path yet but one thing I know for sure is that I wasn't going to spend the night in this place. I could get killed by a rogue. My body shivered at the word 'rogue' wasn't that what I am now? I prayed that my scent would at least keep them far away from me. For the first time in my life, I prayed that my bloody scent would keep people far away from me. But what if I get caught by a hunter? How am I supposed to escape from him? I have heard stories of werewolves who had gone into the forest alone and ended up being caught by hunters.
The cool evening breeze seeped into my body through my skin pores and I shivered. I was never good at handling colds.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of leaves being crushed. I knew at once that I was not alone. I couldn't fight, there was nothing left in me to fight. I was helpless at the moment. I could only pray to the moon goddess to divert the attention of the intruder.
My wolf was jumping happily inside me, trying to tell me something but I couldn't make out a single word of what she was trying to say. I was too tired to do so. I shut her out of my mind. I felt a majestic aura around me. At once, I knew that the intruder was an Alpha, a powerful and dominant Alpha. My breath hitched when he stepped in front of me. His eyes were filled with lust. Oh no! He stepped closer to me and inhaled deeply. Seeing the change of emotions in his eyes, I knew that he smelt it, the bloody scent. He turned away and I knew that this was my last chance and I wasn't going to blow it.
"Please help me, I beg of you Alpha." He stopped on his track and turned to me."And why should I do so? For all I know, you might be a trap." He asked, raising his brow at me and instantly, I fell with my knees to his feet, tears clouding my vision.
"Please I am begging you, don't leave me behind, I will do anything you want me to do, just don't leave me please." He stood for a moment watching me with an intense gaze and I prayed inwardly for the moon goddess to soften his heart. Perhaps, if I had known what this would cause me, I wouldn't have begged him.
"Fine I will take you to my pack but you have to be on your way immediately when the day breaks." He said and I couldn't be more thankful. He moved closer to me and then he raised me. I couldn't help but feel content in his arms. It felt like the best thing in the world. I felt my soul calm and my eyes heavy and slowly, I drifted into unconsciousness...I woke up to find myself on a soft couch. It was too comfortable and I didn't want to get up from it but the constant rumbling of my stomach forced me to sit up.
I shook my head but my stomach chose that timing as the perfect time to disgrace me. It rumbled out loud in protest, making me hold it tight. He chuckled and oh goddess! It sounded deep and heavenly. I wanted to be lost in his caressing voice forever.
When I opened my eyes, there was a feast set before me. I thanked him and dug in happily while he watched me carefully from the opposite side of the table, sipping his wine.
"Wine?" He asked, offering me a glass. I had finished eating and was outside enjoying the cool breeze while going through the events of the day. I could still smell the blood of that bastard on my end and it was sickening.
"You look like you needed an escape so?" He dangled the glass of wine at my front and I grabbed it from him and took it all in one go. I wouldn't have taken the glass from him, not that he forced me or anything, but I did. I wouldn't have asked for more wine even while noticing my consciousness slipping away from me, but yet, I did and he poured more and more wine for me.
"You look like a pretty wasted kitten." I couldn't help but feel giddy. His voice caressed me in places I wished his hands would go there. I shook my head and brought the wine glass in my hand to his face.
"More, I need more, I need to forget." I knew that the alcohol would only make me temporarily forget everything but I guessed I needed that relief. He chuckled and poured more wine.
"It must have been pretty hard for you right?" Oh, goddess! His deep voice! They brought me so close to my climax. I knew that down there, I was in a pool. I loved the way he sipped his wine, slowly making me wish that I was the one he was drinking. Never for once had I been jealous of a non-living thing but this time, I was and I wasn't hiding it. I loved the way he licked his lips after taking each sip. I wished it was my lips that were being touched by him. I knew that lust was written boldly on my face and for the first time in my life, I didn't care.
The air between us was pretty intense. When he looked at me, I realized that I wasn't alone on that path. The lust in his eyes was so evident and I wanted nothing but to drown in them tonight. He cupped my chin in his hands, staring at me with an intense gaze, he ducked his head slowly and took my lips. I would have shifted my face when his breath fanned me, invading my personal space but I didn't. I would have plucked my lips away from his when he bit them playfully but I didn't. I would have moved away from the situation at that moment but I didn't. Instead, I stood there, hands on his chest giving him every access to my mouth. When he finally tore his lips away from mine, I growled in protest but he only chuckled rubbing my lips with his hands.
"Do you want this?" He asked and I nodded repeatedly ignoring the feeling that told me I would regret it later. He claimed my lips again, this time, it was harder and rougher and I tried to keep up with him. He thrust his tongue into my mouth and I moaned into his mouth. I could feel his hands raise my gown reaching for the number one place I had wanted them to be for a long time. I couldn't help but gasp in pleasure when his hands finally came in contact with me below my drenched panties. I wanted more. He suddenly removed his hands and tore his lips from mine for the second time and I couldn't help but protest.
For a moment, I thought he would stop but when I looked into his lust-filled eyes which were ten times more than mine, I knew that he wasn't going to leave me hanging. At this point, there was no going back for us.
"This is what you want, kitten." He wasn't asking me, he was telling me and I nodded repeatedly not trusting my voice to speak and he swept me off my feet. Picking me up like I weighed nothing.
Zirah's POVRejected I couldn't help but giggle as he threw me on the King sized bed. He pounced on me again biting my neck so lovingly then he moved to my mouth capturing them in his. I have never felt this way before. His tongue invaded my mouth touching every part of my mouth. He was tongue-f***ing my mouth and I couldn't help but moan into his mouth. By the time he tore his mouth from mine, I was sure that my lips were swollen.He moved to my neckline showering it with kisses and biting it slowly. I was sure that he had plans of leaving his marks on me and I was okay with that. I felt his hands go inside my dress. He grabbed my middle-sized breast making me gasp. Then he stopped. He rolled my dress over my head and I helped by putting my hands up in the air. All this time, we maintained eye contact. I could feel the wetness of my bottom seeping into the mattress. I was soaked. Could I be wetter?I watched as he unstrapped my bra and removed the only piece of clothing hiding my
Zirah’s POVRejected by even death "I, Noah Harvey, the Alpha of Red roses pack re..." I held him immediately to stop him from completing his statement."Please don't...please... please," I begged him, holding the bed sheets tight."I can't accept someone who has a bloody mystic aura around her as my mate. It will spell doom to my pack for their Luna to be cursed." There, he said it. I have heard people call me cursed countless times but hearing from the man who was my mate, the one who was supposed to protect me at all times was like stabbing my heart repeatedly with a hot blunt knife. It hurts so much. My wolf was withering in pain."If Noah Harvey, the Alpha of Red roses pack rejects you, what is your name?" He asked me and I kept mute."Tell me your name wolfy." He urged me and I kept mum shaking my head continuously, he narrowed his eyes at me."I will never accept you as my mate lady, I already have someone in mind to get married to, and you are not going to do anything about i
ZIRAH’S POVAcceptance I clutched the sheets tightly between my fists, unsure of what to do. Fates, it seemed like I couldn't catch a break for once. The last thing I could remember was the cold droplets of rain falling on my naked body as I leaned against a tree that provided me with little shelter, prepared and hoping to die.Although I had felt distantly the sensation of being carried away I figured it was a figment of my imagination. I guess it wasn't.I looked at the thick muscular arm banded around my waist, and I bit my lip as I contemplated what to do.I couldn't move even if I wanted to, and there was a very slight chance that I would be able to leave without waking the strange man up. After waiting a while, my bladder made up my mind for me as I couldn't wait anymore and needed to use the restroom. I used my thumb and my forefinger to get a hold of his hand and gingerly removed it from my waist. The man made a slight movement and I froze staying still and holding my breath
ZIRAH'S POVAcceptanceFollowing the path the bodyguard had shown me, I rounded a corner facing several doors until the smell of food cooking from the last door on the right gave me an idea of where the man might be. Walking as fast as my legs could carry me, I followed the clang of metals and the amazing scents that were permeating the air. Turning the corner, I was greeted by two amazing sights. The first one was the beautiful display of food, some of which were my favorites- I wonder how he knew that- and the other was the man, his back to me, stirring something into a pot. I wondered why he was cooking. Didn't he have chefs that were supposed to cater to his every whim?I shuffled my feet as I ventured further into the large space which seemed to be a combination of both the dining room and the kitchen in one place, not want to startle him into harming himself while he was cooking, even though from the subtle sniff I took of his scent I knew he was a wolf shifter like me.But a s
Damon's POV Home From the first time I set my eyes on Zirah, I knew I was in trouble. I feel a strong pull or should I say connection to Zirah. Hearing her story made me want her even more. The strength she had to overcome all of that and still keep on fighting, amazed me. When I saw her in that forest, I felt an overwhelming need to protect her. To hold her and never let go. When I woke up and discovered she was gone, my heart went into overdrive. Briefly, I wondered if maybe I had dreamt up everything but the indentation of a body and the warm side of the bed proved me wrong. I went around frantically looking for her, wondering where she could have gone. Coming back into the suite and seeing her with bed sheets covering her delectable frame, one leg poised to jump over the window Fear as I'd never felt before seized me, as I thought of her falling and breaking her neck. A fall that height would hurt me but wouldn't kill me but I couldn't say so about her. It was crazy I fe
Damon’s POVDecisions I sat in the chamber room with some of my top leaders controlling the major sectors of the city around me, discussing relevant matters that concern our city. We usually had these meetings from time to time to know what issues we have in different areas of the city and to tackle them on time.Also how to improve our economy and generally make sure that we become larger and stronger than we currently are.So far, our meetings have been very effective in facilitating the growth of this city but right now I couldn't bring myself to focus, thoughts of Zirah clouding my head.I was seated amongst the leaders at the head of the table, all the conversations flying over my head. I watched each of them talking and nodded my head at intervals to make it seem like I was paying attention when the truth was, I was very far away mentally from this place.Angry voices grew in tempo until the noise was one I couldn't ignore anymore.I forced myself back into the present and focu
ZIRAH’S POV DiscoveryWhen Damon left me in this beautiful and expansive kitchen to probably attend some important Alpha meeting thing, I started to engage in an argument with myself. Debating if I wasn't too hasty in accepting his offer of help, although then honestly it was my emotions that were ruling me especially when he crowded me with his intoxicating scent. Now though, with him gone I could think clearly and I was second-guessing my decision.I never wanted to be under another man's rule ever again but he was also right, I had nothing.Nothing, even the clothes on my back were Damon's.I picked at my food, my mind whirring with decisions, thoughts, and scenarios. On the other hand, Damon was kind and gentle with me unlike my father and my mate, no scratch that, my rejected mate.The way he patiently waited and listened to me, even when I started panicking and pacing, he just allowed me to wait it out and didn't rush me. No one has ever done anything like that for me except my
Damon's POVHelen was waiting expectantly for an answer and I opened my mouth but nothing seemed to come out.She rushed forward and grabbed my hands in hers, holding them up in an imploring manner. I quickly looked around checking if people were watching. Helen was not a public display of affection type of person, she preferred maintaining an air of decorum around her."You haven't answered me, Damon. I asked if everything was fine." She reiterated.I pulled my hands from here and tucked them in my pockets, ignoring the look of hurt that flashed over her face."Yes, Helen. Everything's fine." I answered her question, wishing I could be anywhere but here at the moment."Awesome!" She clasped her hands in front of her in delight. "Does that mean that tonight's dinner is still on?"My eyes flew to her face, wondering what she was going on about now. What dinner could she possibly be talking about-Crap! I thought as I remembered. I was supposed to be hosting her family tonight for dinne
Zirah's POV Right into his neck. Damon staggered away from me with a stunned look on his face while his hand slowly went up to the clutch at the side of his neck. He brought his blood-stained hand to his face with a shocked look on his face like he still couldn't believe what happened. "Why?" He asked, still with an air of confusion around him. And I broke down. "You left me no choice!" I sobbed out loud, thinking back to when I decided to do this. When I saw them fighting and he threw Noah into the wall, crashing into the metal tray and dislodging his items, instinctively I So I played him. The weak demeanor, the submissive woman, the arousal that shivered through my body as he ran his hands over my body…...was all fake. I had to swallow down my revulsion the moment he touched me, knowing I had to sell my submission enough or he wouldn't believe me. He opened his mouth to speak but instead gargled on his blood and his knees went weak and he crumpled to the floor. I careful
Zirah's POV I sat there frozen…..helpless.While I watched my former lover circle my mate like a predator looking for his next meal."Damon...no! Please... I- uh," I babbled incoherently, forcing words out of my mouth in a silly attempt to stop him from ramming the knife into a fragile spot on his body that could claim his life.He stopped behind Noah when my pitiful cries reached him and for a moment I thought that maybe he had changed his mind.However, he lunged forward pressing the thin part of the blade exactly into the jugular spot at his neck pressing firmly with those cold eyes trained on mine."You know what I need from you." He ground out harshly, his deep tone barely making his words distinguishable but I managed to catch it."Damon, I-" I had no idea what I was about to say but for some crazy reason I just had to open my mouth.His odd eyes hardened and the brief flicker of hope I'd seen bloom in his eyes died out and he turned his attention back to his semi-conscious pat
Zirah's POV Ice-cold water was splashed on my body, jerking me awake abruptly pulling me from the reins of unconsciousness.I flung my head, my eyelids fluttering as I sought to get my bearings.Everything was spinning, and my eyes felt like they were glued shut for the longest time.My body also felt heavy... probably 'cos I haven't used it for a while.I raised my head slowly and I realized two things.One, I couldn't move….at all.That jarred my senses and I awoke fully to see that my legs and hands were restrained with thick metal straps laced with chains, proving it impossible to get out of.Even if I could break through the leather straps, the chains had the distinct yet faint smell of silver which would be tough if not impossible to get out of.Secondly, I was in an underground dungeon that stank like the devil's behind.How I got here seemed to get away from here, but why was it a different case?I was here because I refused to give in.I think back to what happened after Dam
Noah's POV It soon became obvious what their ace was….or rather, who.It soon became obvious when Damon separated himself from his pack, that was what I had taken to calling considering how they fluttered around him.When the two of us caught the other's gaze, it held for the longest and the tension, the need for bloodshed was calling out to us.Riding us both hard.He was standing now unobstructed, without his men underfoot, his white shirt flapping around him as the wind blew up a notch.His dark pants and heavy boots looked worse for wear, but that wasn't what drew my attention.It was the unnaturally still way he held himself, it was like his body was encased in eyes but from here I could see his eyes were sharp, picking up on every movement.It felt like no one else existed but the two of us, even though I could hear distant sounds of roars and men fighting.Everything that happened was building up to this point."You need to go," I said quietly to Zirah who was still behind my
Noah's POV We were winning.Or so it seemed.No, I know we were winning. It started as a tough battle at first especially when they got the upper hand by taking us by surprise- I still wondered how they might have known where we were and we fought to regain our defense since they were attacking mercilessly but hours of training won out and we started to beat them back.Their numbers were gradually reducing, and it also helped that we had support from the Grand Canyon pack since they were furious that they were attacked in their home. I was tearing my way through the men, my eyes trained on the prize, killing mercilessly and without remorse as I inched closer to the man at the helm of all this.Damon Westwood.I had had enough of his constant interference in our lives, and once and for all...I wanted to end it.By stabbing a knife through his cold heart.Or by beheading him.Whichever way works for me.But it seems that just when I was within reach of him, I would spin around and he w
Damon's POV All five of us were surrounding the table. Me, Skylar, Amanda, and two other werewolves one from my side and hers each named Frank and Erik when someone rudely barged in without knocking. We were currently in a private meeting, as we were thinking through our next moves and I had left explicit instructions not to be disturbed in the meantime.Now this.Immediately I got to my feet in front, ready to strangle whoever it was but Erik held me back, placing a hand on the table to stop me."What is it?" He asks the heavily panting young man quietly, patiently waiting for him to compose himself before talking.He was doubled over, sweat soaked through his body. He slowly raised his head, wiping the sweat dripping into his eyes."I-I-I…" his eyes were wide, his face pale as if he just realized what he had done."Get on with it!" I spat out. "We don't have all day.""You can see he's in no shape to talk." Erik points out, scraping his chair back as he stands up. "It looks like he
Zirah's POV Traveling en masse with such a large crowd while trying to move stealthily proved to be a big deal for us.Also for different packs who are just getting acquainted with each other for the first time, being enclosed in a small space wasn't the ideal choice and soon enough after a couple of days, they started to get on each other's nerves.I learned that lots of testosterone and small spaces don't mix when Noah had to come between a brawl brewing for the third time in two days.We'd been traveling for almost a week which was longer than expected but Noah insisted on the element of surprise so mostly we traveled in small clumps during the day and large during the night. It slowed down our progress significantly but it did the job.We were stopping at a neighboring pack who was a very good friend of Noah's and graciously offered to host us.We had eagerly accepted, anxious to get a reprieve from camping life and the tension or altercation brewing every minute.I, for one, had
Damon's POV For some people, it would be hard to lead two different people on a united front. But luckily for me, I had experience in such and it seemed quite seamless the way I effortlessly combined Amanda's people and some of mine. I had called in some favors and put a call through to some of my most loyal men and of course..they answered. Amanda's father was wealthy, and apart from that he was also vastly connected which was how we got this massive mansion to hide our people in and conduct our business without query. If he had any idea of Amanda's plans, he did well to turn a blind eye to it. We were engaging in mindless chatter when a murmur rippled through the small crowd that had gathered here on the balcony. One thing I loved about this place was the view. Sometimes when I stood here, it gave me this empowering feeling, you know, like I could do anything I wanted. And of course, you guessed right, it quickly became my favorite spot in the house. I was lounging in my corner
Noah's POV The taste of defeat left a bitter tang in my mouth as I gathered my men and went back home.The car itself was silent, no one daring to utter a word. To say I was furious with myself was putting it lightly but there was nothing more I could do…. except turn back time which was out of my power. So I sulked all the way home, rehashing all the possible ways that situation could have gone.All too soon, we arrived at the gate's entrance and then I realized I still had people waiting to talk to me.The car stopped in front of the house, and before I went in I was making small talk with the men when I heard my name."Noah!" Zirah screamed, gathering her flowy summer dress in her hand as she hurriedly rushed down the stairs.I was struck by how beautiful she looked at that moment. For a second, she appeared young and carefree….like she should always be.I felt a twinge of guilt when I saw how scared she was, and the guilt expanded to become a large block resting on my chest.She