~YULIA"Who exactly are you?" My voice came out shakier than I had expected. My wolf began to come back to the surface after abandoning me to my fate earlier. There was no response from either of them. They just ignored me as if I had not breathed a word. Miles was helping him clean off the blood from his hands, but the ones on his clothes were there to stay. "You played with the weather. You summoned fogs and you moved at inhumane speed. How is that a wolf's ability?" I dared to ask. They refused to say a word to me. Miles brought the car to life and zoomed off. I spied on Issa from the mirror. He looked distant. He looked as if it was only his shell that was left behind. I wanted to ask more questions but since they were both playing mute, I decided to keep it for when we would arrive at his house. After all, they could not remain mute forever. I folded my arms as I sank deeper into my chair. The silence was awkward and I wanted to stretch badly as well as call Layla but I di
~YULIA“Iran…” I trailed, realizing I was face to face with Issa’s beast.The air suddenly turned cold and my intake of breath became shaky as I instantly began to tremble. His aura was alluring yet dreadful. I wanted to run— to move as fast as my feet could take me but I was rooted on the spot and I soon realized that I could not feel my feet. My wolf danced with excitement though, almost as if she was not affected by my fear and was more interested in what she would gain from this bond. I felt blood rush through me as she made me take in every detail of his body. From his glowing eyes to his seductive features, my wolf wanted him. Yet I wanted to fight the feelings that were boiling up within me. My thoughts were a scattered mess. I felt as if I was torn between two worlds— one where I wanted him and one where I could not stand him. “Yulia,” he whispered, his voice calm yet filled with authority, making my wolf do a sudden flip.I tried to speak, but my tongue felt twisted. The
~YULIAThe sun broke through the window blinds, filling the room with golden rays as I opened my eyes slowly— not fully awake. My head was hammering, a slight headache, living rent-free in it.The bed seemed strange, it felt like a thousand year old brick wrapped around with pieces of bug eaten foams joined together with glue.I moved my hands about it trying to locate my phone which I always kept under my pillow when it suddenly struck me, this wasn’t my bed."Where the fuck am I?"My eyes flew open and jumped off it, my heart thumping hard in my chest. Only when my feet touched the floor did I realize that everything in the room was different.Memories of yesterday's events came rushing back. From the moment I realized that the sexy man I almost made out with in the club was my uncle to the journey home with him, getting attacked by those weird men and my encounter with Iran.It filled me with dread."Fuck, it was no dream. It was all real. . ." I sighed heavily when I felt a sudde
~ISSAI walked out of the dining room and out the house.Since Yulia showed up in my life, my mind has been a hell of a mess. Meeting her at the dining table this morning intensified the battle in me, as keeping Iran in had become extremely difficult.“You look like you had shit for breakfast, Issa,” Miles chuckled.I shot him a hard glare which silenced the laughter the chuckle was turning into.He was also dressed in an all black outfit, just like me. It was a color we both loved to wear, especially whenever we were going on a raid or we had a risky mission at hand.“Always playing the tough guy, yet deep down you and I know it’s just a facade,” he teased further, running to the other side of the car as I raised my hands to grab him.“Sometimes, it feels as if you forget your place. I'm still your Lycan King and you answer to me. You had better watch your mouth or I might be forced to do the horrific things I reserve for my victims,” I bawled in the darkest tone, watching fear take
~ISSA“Miles!” I screamed as I raced down the stairs.The speed at which I moved was deadly, I was literally flying down the stairs rather than running down them. Such that, if anything or anyone were to appear on my path, then they would be knocked down instantly.“Miles!” I called out again the moment my feet touched the bottom of the stairs.Silence. No movement. Only emptiness. My heart was thumping hard against my chest now. I feared that harm had befallen my Beta and friend. Or was this just another prank of his? Yes, Miles was sometimes overly playful but he knew when to stop and he would never joke about something like this. I shook my head at the thought and walked back to the lobby. I stood at its center and just stared around closely, hoping to catch something—anything that I might have missed. "Miles!" I tried again but the response was the same as before. Silence. The eerie feeling from earlier still hung above the house, almost as if it was waiting for the perfect
~YULIA It seemed like a dream or perhaps a slight detour from reality. How Issa saw, yet ignored me.In my wildest dreams, I hadn’t imagined him doing something like that. I was hurt and my wolf was on fire, we were literally in a mess— emotionally mostly.‘How could he fucking do this to us?’ Yara— my wolf yelled from within my head. I had wanted to have the upper hand, to give the silent treatment and make him beg but he had beat me at my own game and it made me mad.Or, was this part of his Lycan abilities too? Seeing the future?“Fuck!” I screamed, banging my fists on the table.The maids around looked at me. Their heads had been bowed while Issa walked past, he was feared among his subjects.I stood up in haste, unable to control my emotions any longer. The sight of the food on the table suddenly made my stomach rumble in disgust. Eating was impossible now as I had lost my appetite.“Stupid!” I ranted, kicking the foot of the chair after. Pain didn’t hesitate to do its job, rac
~ISSAThey shrieked as I came at them. One of them sent a vine at Iran's neck but he was fast. He dodged. He was like a blur, escaping all their attacks as he came at them in all his glory. I felt like a spectator, watching everything happen from Iran's eyes. He revealed his claws and grabbed one of the witches. She was cloaked in black just like her companion and she screamed even louder than before. This caught Iran off guard and he released her while trying to shield his ears from the sound. In his moment of weakness, the second witch took up the opportunity and sent a vine of darkness at his neck.Iran groaned as the vine closed around him and I went down on my knees from within. I might have been an observer but I could feel every pain that he felt. The witch pulled us into the darkness while Iran released a roar in an attempt to break free. But the first witch recovered and sent her own vine of darkness to Iran. "Not so tough now. . ." They whispered in a sickening voice t
~YULIAI froze in my tracks as I registered the man who was supposed to be my uncle— before me. Seeing Issa shirtless, wet with sweat— was the last thing I had expected. The emotions in his eyes resembled that of a broken man. It was as if a violent storm was raging within them. They were fixed onto mine in such a way that made my intake of breath unsteady. Suddenly, he took a step toward me and I instinctively backed away. He picked up his pace with an urgency that made me question his intentions. My wolf panicked and I widened my eyes at him, preparing myself— stilling myself for what was to come. Yet when he got close enough, he shocked me with his next move. He pulled me into his arms. He wrapped his arms around me without uttering a word once and my eyes only grew wider. Since when was Issa so caring? Why on earth was he hugging me? And of course, my treacherous wolf began to relax against his warmth. His entire essence filled me and went up my nose in such a way that he
~YULIA“We should go,” I whispered to Issa as I pulled him towards the door. He was still gazing at Deucalion with eyes of steel and I had to pull him a bit before he reluctantly moved.As we reached the door, Deucalion called after us, his voice infuriating as he spoke. “Tell her who she really is, Issa, she deserves to know that much before we come for her.”I wanted us out of there before Issa unleashed his unstable wolf at everyone in the house. Simmering with rage, Issa literally stomped down stairs and I followed him.“Issa! Wait,” Iris called after us. But Issa did not stop and neither did I. “Please!” Iris persisted. “What?” Issa thundered as he turned around. Even I was a bit startled by his angry outburst. Andrea was beside her sister with an embarrassed look. “You know that we mean you no harm, right?” Iris said. “We had no idea he was hiding such a dark secret from us.”“Tell him to prepare himself, if he believes that I am just going to take this without a fight, he s
~YULIAI felt a bit light headed as those words left Deucalion's mouth. Helena Craven was the first child of light. But it still did not explain why she wanted me dead. Or what she needed my blood for.“I think I need a drink,” Andrea broke the silence and went to her father’s cabinet. Iris had a distracted look while Leia just kept quiet. “How did she lose her powers?” Issa asked.“She was born with those powers, Issa. And she could do amazing things with them. She could burn anything to a crisp just like Ms. Moonshadow here almost did to Iris,” Deucalion said. “And if we are going to continue this discussion, I think you should tell her what her real name is and her family.”He said this to Issa. I looked at Issa. “What is he talking about?” “That is between me and her, Deucalion, not in front of your daughters,” Issa replied curtly. ‘I will tell you everything when we get home, not here,’ he mentally told me. I understood his precaution. The less the craven sisters knew about
~ISSAIt was the first time I saw Deucalion actually look nervous as he poured himself a drink. We were all in his big study waiting for him to start talking. I realized that even his daughters had no idea that their mother was alive.“What is she talking about, Daddy?” Leia asked in a shaky voice. “You told us mom died.”Deaucalion sighed. “Clearly, I lied,” he replied as he walked to the large window overlooking the garden in his huge backyard.The room instantly went cold at this revelation. No one said a word for a while as we all took our time to process this information. His daughters glared at him with the feeling of utter betrayal in their eyes.“Why?” Iris demanded in a tight voice, as she was the first person to recover.. Deucalion shook his head. It was as if he was in a nightmare and wanted to wake up by all means.The doors to the study suddenly burst open with Andrea and a man passionately kissing and moaning. I did not think they noticed us as they grabbed and rubbed
~YULIA“He really wants your seed so bad; he is involving the council?” I asked Issa as he sped down the highway. “This is so ridiculous,” I added in annoyance.Issa sighed and made no reply. I could see that he was deeply thinking of what to do. “You can not refuse this can you?” I asked.“Unfortunately, no,” He replied. “There has to be law and order or else everyone will just do whatever they want. That was why the council was made. To keep everyone in line and it will speak badly of me if I do not follow it. Not that I care.”Clearly, he did care and he was just in denial. I understood that, Issa being who he was, hated being told what to do, especially by those that he knew were beneath him but he had to lead by example.“I find this suspicious though,” he said. “Petr could have made this move immediately I turned him away but he waited until we both found out about Helena.”“You think he is part of it?” I asked.“I know that he is part of it, I just need to make the connection.”
~ISSAI was not surprised that the dead don’t ever stay dead. I was surprised that the dead wanted what was mine. Helena Craven was alive and that only meant two things. Deucalion lied to me or he was unaware that his Luna had cheated death. Either way, I was going to get to the bottom of whatever the fuck was going on.What did Helena Craven want with Yulia? Why did she kill my sister? The Craven family had a deep dark secret and I would do anything in my power to find out what they were hiding.“Are you okay?” Yulia’s voice invaded my thoughts as I drove home. “You look sad.”I frowned at her, puzzled at what she said. “I have a sad face?” I asked in disbelief.“I think you forget that emotions are part of your being, Issa, even if you do not believe it.” She sounded genuine as she watched me.. “I feel betrayed,” I told her. “Helena is supposed to be dead but now that I am hearing she is behind all these, I do not know what to think.”I pulled into the driveway of the beach hous
~YULIAI could tell that Pete felt the change in the atmosphere as he glared at me and Issa. I understood how he felt. One moment he was this close to having his revenge and the next, he was disowned by his own father.“This was not how you imagined it would pan out, did you?” Issa asked mockingly as he put his phone back into his pocket. He looked at the men behind Pete. “And because you all blindly followed him, I am curious, what did he even offer you?” “Don’t tell him anything,” Pete ordered the men.“Why should we listen to you?” One of them asked. “Yeah, the way I see it, we have no reason to be here right now, we’re fucked because of you.”“I can get us out of this!” Pete thundered desperately.“I cannot wait to see how you do that,” Issa said as he watched. He was clearly entertained by Pete’s helplessness. I was curious myself as I watched on. I had some questions for him.“I know some things about you, Frostwood, some things you do not want to go public,” Pete said. “Ac
~YULIAIt was mesmerizing looking at the sea as it crashed on the sandy shores of Issa’s private beach house. The moon shone brightly as the waves rose and fell. “I had never seen Miles so angry before,” I told Issa as he joined me at the balcony overlooking the beach. It was different at night as the sands looked more like night ash while the water took on the colour of the sea.“He has every right to be, it was about time anyway,” Issa replied. I turned to him.“How long are we going to keep hiding everything about us, Issa?” I asked him. “Because at this point, I do not care who finds out what we are.”He sighed. “I have never felt fear in a while, Yulia,” He said. “But when it comes to you, that's all I feel. I am afraid of what might happen after everything we do comes to light and I still do. However, I am done hiding you from the world.”It was a bit refreshing to know that Issa could feel afraid and I admired the fact that he was willing to talk about it. I understood his p
~ISSAI did not need to guess who was behind this to know that it was Pete and his father. I could taste their disgusting scent on my tongue.“I guess Albus was right,” Jamal said. “The killings were just a distraction.”“So, Pete was in on it from the start?” Yulia asked, her voice tinged with rage. “That means his whole reason for befriending me back then was so he could deliver me to whoever wants me dead.”I felt vindicated. “I knew the son of the Swine was a piece of shit the moment I laid eyes on him.”“The Swine?” Jamal asked as he looked at me. He was probably pissed that I knew one more thing that he did not know.“A drug dealing werewolf mob,” I said with a shrug. “Pete is the son of their leader, Thaddeus.”People were already coming into the house to pack up the bodies into the ambulances.“Care to explain why a drug dealing werewolf mob just dumped ten dead bodies in your house?”“It is kind of complicated to explain,” I replied as I looked around the house. I knew that Y
~YULIABloodshed was becoming second nature to me as I watched the heart burn. It did nothing to change how I felt about Mom’s death but at least I was sated that the people behind her murder were dead. Yet it seemed like there was still one person to find.“Let’s get out of here,” Issa said and held out his clean palm. I took it and he led me out of the dead lawyer’s apartment. I felt like there was something I needed to do. We were a few feet from the house before I stopped and turned back to it.“What is it?” Issa asked as concern masked his face.“I need to do something,” I told him. “What?” He asked.“I need to burn this place to the ground,” I told him. “It is the only way that I can move forward with my life. This house was built on the kindness of my mother, I need to raze it to the ground.” I told him.He nodded. “The fireplace,” he said. “We can set something on fire, a pillow, anything and spread it all over the place.”I shook my head. “I have a much better idea,” I sai