Yes, he regrets letting her go. He curses himself for letting Volkan take her thinking he will protect her and his child.
When he instead failed, bringing her here at the door of death.
To be bloody experimented on and killed mercilessly.
No! He can't let that happen ! He has to save her!
It's no longer about her being the prophesied one, it's about his fiore.
The girl he started falling for deeply.
He failed earlier, too shocked and heartbroken by the truth that the girl he started having feelings for, betrayed him by carrying a child of his very sworn enemy.
He felt betrayed on knowing she concealed the truth from him.
But this time, he won't let anyone hurt her.
Her absence h
Thora's povI have been in hell, in mental hell to be exact. I don't know how many days it has been , since I was brought here.My mind was not mine it seemed.With the same nightmares and dreams day and night. I almost forgot how the real world looked like. I see a tree...a big tree in a forest everytime and it feels like it's calling me.I don't know if it exists also or no, if yes I don't know where it is.But my soul, it is attracted to it like anything before. The death wolf no longer interacts with me and I am thankful.Yet I am aware that it doesn't need to now, when it can take over my body any second on its own.When I am just a puppet in it's hand.My thoughts are interrupted by a kick in my stomach, and I clench onto Daniel's collar tightly. My eyes stop at the figure
Loud howls echo around as silver chains bind the werewolf king ,in the their restraints.A circle of werewolves surrounding him, calling him a betrayer and backstabber of their kind."Kill him! Kill him!""He is supporting those hunters!""He is with that girl!""A betrayer!""A murderer! Murderer!""Kill him!"The voices echo as Volkan struggled with consciousness. Blood dropping down from the stabs on his chest and leg.His arms stretches to either side,by chains held my the werewolves on either side. His feet tied in shackles.Inspite of being surrounded by chaos, his mind was calm.The hope of having his Thora alive and breathing, making him surrender to everyone's hatred willingly."Kill him! Kill him!!"The voices echo around like a thumping drum in his head, and he struggled to open his eyes and see at the massacre surrounding him.Despite being outnumbered, the hunters have almo
"Restrain me to best of your chains.Hate me to the core of your veins.Kill me in the most brutal inhuman ways.But remember, if by mistake you fail to end my pains.I will rise, making you all wish you hadn't played death's game." ..........The battlefield was covered in colour of blood, as dark skies over casted the horrors below. The eyes of the audience were set on the figure in front, the very person they had looked upon their entire life, was now nothing but a betrayal in their eyes.Laying on the floor in his wolf form, with the whips still hitting his back. He barely moved, testing the patience of the one supposed to be his harbinger of death."Continue!"Charlotte orders when the punisher stops for a second. While sitting there on the throne of the Queen.Enjoying the power and control ,she worked so long to achieve..
The Rise of death wolf 18 years laterRiverwhale Human grounds.Winterhale high School.A bell rings making the children to flood in ,in the corridors of the human school.The usual chatter echoing around.Within minutes, the place looks deserted as all students settle in their respective classes.Except for one."Sh**! Sh**! Sh**! I am late again!'She exclaims, talking to herself. Her old white sneakers screeching against the tiled floor of the school corridor.As she runs along the empty hall.Her long brown hair flowing in the air,and those unique pair of grey eyes looking at the class doors in anxiousness.Coming to an abrupt halt, her shoes screech ag
Alexandria povI feel really offended now. Why did he acted like that?The next week he came and ignored me completely.Like I didn't existed.We didn't talk after that, not even a word.I didn't mind though. But he didn't had to make it so obvious by telling Mrs Fernandes, that she can pair him with any girl except for me for our next project.It's fine. I can do the project without any help or partner. But why was he making everyone know about it?I agree our thinking may be different, but then why so much hate?What an asshol*!My thoughts are interrupted by a sharp pain in my stomach. Aghhh these period pains hurt so bad this time.They were never like this before..I suppress a scream, by biting my lip. My hands clenching my stomach as I lean further on the table.Sweat is running down my forehead and I feel really hot.Do I have a fever?
Alexandria struggles with consciousness. A whimper leaving her lips as she holds her stomach and turns into a ball while laying on the marbled slab.Her hands clenched in fists as she sees the boy getting beaten to pulp in front of her eyes.SilasThe man was unstoppable. Seeing red. And she had no doubt in this, that he will kill the boy."You dare to touch what's mine!""You piece of sh**!""Me...rcy....y...our....highn...ess...I ... didn't knew...""Please...."Alexandria couldn't understand much. Her own mind numb. As she sees Silas choking the man. The man thrashing under her grip."Ahh sto....p...""I will fuc*ing kill you!""Stop! Silas... please..."He stills hearing her sayi
Alexandria's povIt's dark. Too dark for my eyes to gather my surroundings. I blink my eyes, thinking of them to be closed. To only find them open.Where am I?Hello?I speak in my cracking voice. To hear nothing. A cold gust of wind hits me instead. And I shiver. Hugging myself.Gulping,I step forward into the depths of unknown. To only hear a low growl, more of a painful whimper.And I still. Looking around in worry.Was any animal injured here?Hello?I speak again, a little more confident this time. Eager to help. To only hear the sound again.I walk in the direction of it, not caring about anything. The way back, lost but the urge to help the animal in need ardent.My footsteps slow down to come to a standstill as I realise from where the voice
Alexandria's povI shift uncomfortably in my bed. Sleep lost as that scene rewinds in my mind again and again.Those green eyes, look at me in ways I can't decipher."Breathe , little one"I hear his voice in my head and I bolt up. Sitting on my bed in attention, looking around.To find nothing.Strange.I look out of the window, to see the weather stormy. There is no one Alexandria. Calm down. Gulping the glass of water kept on the side table, I run my hand through my hair.Sighing heavily.To only find beads of sweat running down my forehead.It can't be. I am imagining his voice in my head.It has to be.Laying back on the bed again. I look up at the ceiling. Scolding myself.We can't get distracted Alex. We ne
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