"The second rule of fight is to identify your opponents weakness. No matter how great of a fighter your opponent is , remember everyone has a weakness."
Jason was standing in the center, addressing the warriors and I gulp feeling out of place. They all, even the girls we so toned...wearing sports bras and fittings pants.....while my clothes were so baggy....a worn out jogger with holes in it and an oversized hoody, hiding my thin frame and bruises below.
"You need to attack at that-"
His words stop as he took in my presence. Noticing my awkwardness.
"Thora. You may join the third row. At the end."
He says and I see almost everyone turn around to look at me. My anxiety sky rocketing on being the cent
Volkan's povShe is way too weak.Her movements are slow. By the time she will kick her opponent, he will already claw her and end her existence.I sigh, looking down at her from my office.She can't even walk properly after her first session. Stamina, non existing.Her brown eyes look up at me, meeting my stare.And I clench my fist.Those eyes....I see them under me, when I claimed her that night. I saw them trusting me, yet what did I do? I rejected her. Tears in them hurt me as much as they hurt her, but I can't show.She is a weakness and I can never make her my weakness.I knew she was hiding under my desk that day. Her scent may be weak, but I can still easily identify it.And I said those hurtful words deliberately."Then let he
"Is asked what the fuc* have you done to her!"He shouts at me, making me flinch. My throat going dry as I struggled to explain."I...I found her here like this.....I didn't do anything...I swear."She stirs in his arms and his burning orbs shift from me to her.He kisses her face, hugging her tightly to his chest. To only close his eyes and breathe heavily. Trying to calm himself now that his neice was safe in his arms.He checked her pulse, clearing the small tendrils fallen on his face."Uncl....e?"She whispers struggling to open her eyes and he nods at her, relieved."Oh Elora. I was so scared."Kissing her again, he engulfs her in his arms."I...am fine.. Uncle."She says in her sweet voice and I feel my heart finally at its normal pace. Thank god she is fine."Jason. Take her to the doctor. I will be there."Jason nods, coming forward. Taking Elora from Volkan's hands. And all
Thora's povThe silence is driving me insane as I move my tongue on my lips to moisten them.My wrists are tied with silver chains above my head, and my arms feel numb as I move them.The noise of shackles echo in the dungeon walls and I let my head fall back.Cursing my fate.It's been roughly 6 hrs since I was brought here as a prisoner of state. Being treated akin to any other betrayer or offender.My stomach is grumbling in hunger and wouldn't care normally but right now I can't help feel worried for my baby.It's fine if I don't eat...but the baby must.I have to try once again.Looking outside, I scream on top of my lungs. Trying to get the guards attention."Hey! It's an emergency! I repeat it's an emergency! I need to pee!!"One of the guards, turns around to look at me. To only give me a cold star
A man walks in the silent forest, his heavy steps approaching a camp in an open area, surrounded by trees.The grass below his feet gets changed to red carpet, as he approaches the tents. The men on either side, bowing on his arrival."Sir Daniel! You are back."He doesn't reply, going towards his quarters. To only enter the biggest tent in the camp. Sitting on his seat, he breathes heavily, running his hand through his hair."Fuc*! What the hell was I thinking!"He curses himself for acting the way he did with the unknown girl......yes he planned to play with her but he went a bit overboard. He never does that...on the contrary he rarely engages with the women specie. He detests them with passion.Picking up a silver goblet, he fills it with wine. Gulping the liquid in one go.To only see her innocent eyes in front of him. Those orbs of brown looking so scared and vulnerable.Afraid that he will hurt her.And he c
The sounds of swords clashing is heard as bodies fall down on the royal grounds dead. Colour red surrounding them as screams accompanied the brutal slashes."Run Volkan! Go and save father!"Volkan's brother Jordan screams, while fighting the hunters who surrounded the royal estate. Volkan nods, looking back at the big castle he called home.Changing into his wolf form Volkan runs towards the castle, dodging and killing the human hunters on his way. To only have his paws stop as he sees a big fire lighting up in the right towers of the estate. The very place where there rooms were located.Fear enters his insides, and he ran like a mad man. Brutally ripping off the heads of those who interrupted his path. Blood running down his muzzle as he roars loudly.He was just few meters away from the entrance...he won't let these hunters win...he won't.But it was too late alr
Volkan's povThe dungeon was silent as it was quite early. Walking down , I see the guards getting up alert and bowing, surprised to see me visit at this hour .It was not in my routine, I am usually out for a jog at this hour.Replying to their bow by a nod, I walk down confidently towards my destination. The guards stationed outside her door, nudge each other. To only look up at me in shock."Alpha King....we..are sorry.....we weren't informed of your visit"I open my palms, making one of them to hand me over the keys with trembling fingers."Get me a plate of food"One of them nods, going down the hallway to come back with food. Bowing and offering me the food."You may leave."I say , taking it.They look at each other and scurry away , leaving us alon
Volkan and Jason sit in his office, with Volkan busy signing the papers, while Jason just stares at him."Speak Beta. For how long are you going to sit there and look at me like that?"Volkan says , raising his eyebrow to which Jason just shrugs his shoulders."You already know what I want to say."Volkan sighs, continuing with the signing."We are not going to discuss about it again."Jason raises his hands in the air, almost in disbelief."What the fuc* Volkan! You are sending the girl alone in the hunters territory? Do you hate her so much that you are willing to see her die!"Volkan doesn't reply and Jason continues."I know Thora. She would never betray our pack...I am sure there is some mistake."Volkan speaks while continuing signing, not even looking up at him."There is the
She finds back consciousness, in the hour of midnight. Her head feeling too heavy as she looks around at the dark cell.It was too dark.... almost scary. And she gulps. Trying to move, to only find herself being tied with those metal cuffs. Her thigh hurting like sh** and it was evident, they left her wound untreated.The heaviness in her head hits again, and she knew it was Volkan trying to send a mindlink again. But she blocks it...he made her do this...he sent her here to die. What does he even want say now?Oh yes... information...he just wants to use me and get information.Go fuc* it right now!She hears the sound of a door creaking open, but couldn't see anything.When a pull on her chains, makes her fall forward."Come on bitch. They are waiting."She tries to pull back , to only have the person pull the chains to her tied wrists more roughly. Not even touching her, considering her kind to be filth."Pl
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