She reaches the big tree, breathing heavily. The images of Silas's condition, flashing in front of her eyes.
As she literally screams at it, not feeling scared for the first time.
"What the fuc* do you want bast***! I have had enough of you!"
Silence. Nothing.
Clenching her fists, she steps closer. Tears of frustration at the brink.
"What is your fuc*ing problem huh? You took my mother from me! You destroyed my family!"
"And now that I finally found a reason to be happy! Now that I found my mate! You are even taking him away!"
"Tell me dammit"
"Come out!!"
"Tell me!!!!"
Approaching the trees broad bark she screams while kicking it. Not caring of hurting her foot.
She continues for next few minutes. To only stop.
Nodding to herself.
"Fine. You won't answer
8 months laterA muffled scream erupts in the royal tent. As everyone around in the new Death wolf pack, still. To look back at the Royal tent." It's the Queen. "One said to only have other to nod. Looking at the tent in pity." Surrendering body and soul to death itself isn't easy. But I guess, the King has still not consummated her."" Shh don't say it out loud. If anyone managed to hear, we will be killed!"The other person nods and they continue to work in silence. The scream still lingering.When suddenly, they feel his presence.Than walks towards the ground, with everyone bowing at him. Making way for the King.Their eyes downcasted as his aura hits them.But he was oblivious, his eyes fixed at that tent he is been sharing with his little do
The Capital Werewolf Kingdom 11:43 pmVolkan walks down the hall of the estate. Lost in his thoughts. Anxious for the next day.When his thoughts are interrupted by the sound of a girl giggling. He looks up at it's source to find him there." Come on baby! Won't you celebrate your victory with me?"The girl says, wrapping her arms around Silas's neck. To make him only smirk, pushing her back on the wall" How do you want to celebrate huh ? You want me to kiss you here or?"Pulling down the neck of her t shirt, he lingers kisses down her shoulder. Making the girl to moan."Umh fuc* Silas"" That I will my bitc*. Tell me. Do you like this?"
Silas's povThe bastard sits on his throne casually, staring at us. His men surrounding us, like we were their fuc* ing prisoners.Oh how I wanted to attack him right here and begin the war.But I stop myself.Patience.We have to be patient. It's not that easy to defeat a man as strong as him.I look around at the area, which was once the mysterious forest.And I must admit. He has changed it completely to an inhabitable place for his pack.The bloodhounds have changed to be his pack members.What a joke? I wanted to laugh at it." I wasn't informed of the arrival of the third guest we have here."He says, settling his eyes on my cold ones. And I clench my fists. Looking back at him with nothing but
3 weeks later Alexandria's povIt's been 15 days since I was coronated and declared to be the Queen.15 days since Silas and me were required to share a room and stay together as a loving couple.But things didn't go that way.Finishing the training in the training grounds. I clean the sweat on my forehead. Looking up at the dark sky.It was late. Beyond 22 hours and I still didn't wanted to go back to my room.Why you ask?Because of him.He wasn't the Silas I knew. He was someone else now. A complete stranger to me just like I was to him.How? How can he change so much?How can he not care?Tears sting my eyes as I remember our happy memories, his warm embrace and the way
Alexandria's pov" The bloodhounds are surrounding. We have to do something fast"Dan says and Volkan sighs. As we all sit in the meeting room among others." What's the status of the northern border?"Silas asks the warriors leader and he bows. Before continuing." We have 500 plus men bordering it Alpha King. There are subtle chances of the bloodhounds attacking from there."" The river in the north. What are we doing about it?"I ask. And everyone's eyes stop at me. But I ignore them. Keeping my attention at the warriors leaders." What about it my Queen?"I sigh. How can they be like this? Don't they know bloodhounds can swim way better than us wolves? And also longer." They are better in a lot of things than us normal wolves and one of them
Alexandria's povI stare at her as she makes no move to free me from my chains. Leaning casually on the wall with her arms folded in front of her.Eyes set on me." Elora! Please! I need to be there! Why are you just standing there!"I desperately beg. But my state or words made no effect on her. Why is she being like this?" See Elora. I understand. That you may be following Silas's orders but they need me!"" They can't defeat Thaneos! I can help them!"I hear her scoff. Her expression changing suddenly, making my heart to thud faster." Silas's orders? In hell will I listen to that looser"She says rolling her eyes and I go still. My mind going blank. Did I heard right,how can she say something like this so casually." Wh-why are you talking like tha
Alexandria's pov 2 months agoShe was sitting in her tent,staring at the bonfire outside. Her eyes fixed on the same spot,while her mind lost in thoughts.Footsteps are heard, breaking her chain of thoughts. And she clenches her fist. Knowing who it was.He doesn't say anything. Not disturbing her peace.To only remove his coat , freshening up and settling down on his bed.Hours passed and they both don't say anything. With Alexandria's body shivering under the cold.Hugging herself she looks back to find him laying on the bed with eyes closed. And she gulps.Slowly getting up to make way and settle on the other side of the bed.She continues to lay ther
Removing the damp cloth from her mouth, he continues to stare at her not bothered by the screams behind him.His eyes taking her all.That bruises along her wrist, from the chains that tied her.Showing her countless hours of struggles to set free , to the extent of hurting herself.Those beautiful grey eyes, red with tears. That have dried and cried again,taking new paths on her cheeks each time.With no one to clean them or stop them.Those finger prints on her pale cheek. Showing the way someone dared to touch her. Tainting her delicate skin in shade of blood.That only deserved to be kissed and caressed.Those lips he has kissed and worshipped, bruised dried and pale. With a cut in the corner.Making blood drops to fall down her chin.Ruining her, tainting her.His dark eyes were
I surrender. Opening my lips, I let the water gush into my lungs. Ending it forever. When, suddenly, I felt something soft crash on my lips and my eyes widen in shock. Zander was kissing me, his breath intermingling with mine. Holding my body closer to him with his palms gripping behind my neck. He continues to kiss me and give me his own limited breaths. I opened my eyes to look at him in shock. To only find his eyes closed, brows furrowed. Busy lending his limited breaths to me. Making my lungs breathe. And just like that, I felt my heart thud rapidly in my chest. Those foreign emotions enter my body again. Why Zander? Why are you doing this? What is this that my body is feeling? Why do I want to trust you, when I know you are going to hurt me in the end? Why did you save me just now? Why did you take my first kiss? Why, despite being in this hell underwater, does it feel like heaven? Why is each and every cell in my body alive right now, celebrating our first ki
Sera's POV I thrash, moving my arms and legs in all directions as I feel my body hit the surface of the water. Huge amounts of water gushed into my mouth. And my breathing becomes constricted. Opening my eyes, I looked under the water to find myself on the deeper side of the pool. My body starts sliding lower with my inability to swim. I thrash, moving my legs in all directions, looking around for any help when I see someone's arm extended for my help and I clutch onto it like my life was dependent on it. Holding it, I pull myself up. Finally able to put some air into my lungs. My eyes were teary and my breathing was uneven. My wet hair fell on my face, my mind too numb to understand what the hell happened here. Did he really pulled me in? " Relax. You are fine, butterfly" I look up to find myself clutching onto him. Our bodies almost touching. Extending his fingers, he move my wet sticking hair aside from my face to look at my breathless state intensely. " Why...why wo
Indeed, it was the perfect name. Butterflies are what I feel in my stomach right now. How can he behave like that? One second he refuses to even acknowledge me, the other he acts like that. Staring at the sketchbook in my bag, I contemplated. By homework, of course, he meant my latest sketch of his. Right? But can I really show it to him? *** The lunchtime was already over, as I made my way through the back door to the swimming area. This area is normally restricted unless one has special permission, but seeing the door unguarded. I sneaked in. My heart thumps as I look around at the vast pool with no soul in presence. Did he leave already? I was just 5 minutes late. He would have waited, right? It was too congested in the hallways. I had to pass through everyone. Staring at the serene water, I step back from the edge of the pool. It may sound strange, but even th
Seph's POV It was late at night, and my roommates were asleep. Twisting and turning in the bed for the last hour, I couldn't find any sleep. Too restless with his thoughts. Agitated. I got up to sit on the bed. Sighing to look at the moon through the window. It was a waxing moon and very soon, when the first full moon came. I can't even imagine what my heat will be like. I almost felt scared of it. My hand involuntarily travels up to my neck and I caress the mark he left on me. Mere touching of this mark makes my knees weak and my mind blank. What will mating feel like? Is it really that nice? Some say it hurts the first time. Will he really do it with me? Or will he refuse me? He hasn't said anything about accepting me, but neither has he rejected me. So does this mean it's a yes? He is definitely interested in me. Or he wouldn't kiss my neck and leave his mark on me. Right? He didn't even hurt me in the arena in front of everyone, when he came to know I was his mat
" What...what did you..." " It's just a hickey. A reminder for you as to who you belong to this second hence." " I don't want any soul to know about this. Understood?" I was expecting this. Hell I am sure he is ashamed to admit me as his. But then why didn't he reject me? Why is he kissing me like that, behaving the complete opposite? It hurts, but then I never had any expectations. He was touching me, which itself was a surprise for me. Before I could even ask him, he retreated. " See you soon Seraphina. And by the way, " Tapping on the drawing on my desk. He smirks to stare into my eyes. Leaning closer, whispering in my ear. " I want you to draw my lips next... imagining how they would feel pressed against these...." Running his thumb on my trembling lips. He completes. " Trembling ones of yours. " " Okay?" I nod, and his eyes grew dark. " Good girl" Picking up my hand from my lap, he kissed my finger to retreat. As if giving me a hint for my next dr
20 minutes later. She felt her heart thud as she stared at her own creation. Running her fingers through the graphite drawing. Not having the courage to turn around and stare at them, live. She looked up at the clock to see 30 minutes were still left. Folding her arms and leaning on the drawing on the table, she just closed her eyes, to hear the chatter in the background. Before she knew it, she was deep asleep. Oblivious of the world. --- Everyone left the room as the bell rang, except him. Closing the door to the classroom shut, he took slow, calculated, firm steps towards the girl asleep on her desk. Settling himself on the chair in front of her desk, he turns around to just stare at the girl. His eyes narrowed at her. He sees her small lips moving, her chest heaving. Taking in every inch of her face with his eyes. Long beautiful eyelashes, a not so wide but not too thin nose, perfect for her round face. Long brown hair. She was not extraordinarily beautiful like t
His eyes were like a storm which was sucking me in. Making it impossible for me to pull away from him. I gulp. Blinking. To only feel his grip tighten around my waist. And I suck in a breath as I find my chest flush against his. His beautiful brows were narrowed, his Greek nose perfect as Adonis, a subtle beard covering his hardened jaw. Till now.....I always thought my brother was the most beautiful man of all the men I ever saw. But it seems I was wrong. This man broke all the records. He was stunning but at the same time dangerous. He keeps staring at me intently, not showing any happiness or sadness. Blank of any expressions. And I feel intimidated under his gaze. Blinking, coming back to reality. I avoid his eyes, lowering my gaze, when I hear a low growl literally hammer his chest. Shocked, I looked up to find anger in those brown orbs. Raw. " I...umm...I..." I sprew bullshit. My lips open and close. And then suddenly, as if he was jolted up from a dream. He p
Those cold eyes can penetrate your soul, and rip you whole. Those strong hands can crush your bones, without an ounce of remorse. He doesn't harbour weaknesses, he doesn't make friends. Alone yet the strongest, he is the untouchable He is Zander, The Lycan King" Seph's pov I hear my heart thumping in my chest as I push aside people. Eager to reach him. Hades' screams echo in the school house but no one dared to interfere. I reach the front and people move back from me automatically, making efforts to not touch me. Staring at the scene my heart bleeds as I see my brother down on his knees, shifted back to his human form. Blood drops from his nose, his body thrashing to escape the pain but there was no escape. His screams don't seize. The man continues to blankly stare and hurt him.And I had this strange adrenaline rush in me to save him. Without caring about the repercussions. I enter the arena to hear gasps around me. Standing in front of my brother's bloody body I bl
" Living was no longer a word in her dictionary. When every breath, every second was counted and borrowed. Surviving was the only way to her life, making her wonder if maybe death could free her of her sorrows. " She doesn't remember how long she lay there unconscious. Closed from the outside world. Only when someone started banging on the door did she wake up. " Open the damned door, dammit! Who is inside?" Running her hand through her hair. Getting up and picking up her stuff, she gulps to approach the door. Her mind was still a little dizzy because of the effect of the medicine. Lowering her hoodie on her face and rubbing her palms on her thighs, she opens up the door to only have female students curse at her, circling around her. " Is this bathroom your bedroom?" " How can you lock it?" " Even others have to use it! It's not your dad's property, dammit!" " S...sorry..." she said, making her way past them. She thought at least now she would have peace. But her ho