Chapter Forty-Five ZekeI could see the hurt in her eyes, as she backed away. She averted her gaze.“But why? Why?” I heard her whisper.“He hurt you, Mirah. You didn't object when I dealt with his goons sometime ago. Why are you upset about this matter?” That was what I couldn't comprehend.“Because,” she looked up, and began walking over to me. She halted right at my front, and jabbed a finger at my chest.“You kept it away from me. You took matters into your own hands. Zeke, I don't want you to fight my battles for me.” She was crying now.My heart broke, and I tried to hug her. She slipped away, to the side. “Revert it.” She said.I blinked. “Pardon?”“Revert what you've done, Zeke. I don't appreciate it.”She was being unreasonable. Couldn't she see that she had a selfish inhumane man as a father? I knew she was softhearted, but she needed to be hard hearted at times.“I'm afraid I can't.” I said softly.“And why is that?” She retorted.“It's irreversible, Kitten. I can't do any
Chapter Forty-Six ZekeMt Glacier was colder than usual, and I knew the Circle had purposefully done it so Mirah would freeze to death. Unfortunately for them, I came prepared.“Put this on,” I handed an amulet to Mirah whose face was already turning red from the cold.“Bloody fuckers,” I heard Natasha say. She was standing close to Qyle who was observing the surroundings.“They've placed traps around.” He scoffed, and I took a closer look around.True enough, hidden at strategic places were vampires bane, sprinkled on the white ground. It wasn't noticeable, and blended well into the icy ground.“Fuckers,” I said. If they thought some bluish substance was going to stop us from achieving our goals, they probably had no idea how powerful I was.I'd never thought of standing up against the Circle. After the king, they were the most powerful in the kingdom. They maintained order, and ensured that their choice of king was the best.I'd been elated when I'd been chosen to join them. All al
Chapter Forty-Seven ZekeMy mansion soon came into view. Standing tall and proud, it was beautiful. Rhode drove through the large black gates, pulling over at the parking lot.A large fountain carved in form of two gigantic wolves stood right at the center of the large compound. Surrounding it was a beautiful garden. I got out of the car, wanting to get away from her as fast as I could. She was making me lose it. I ignored the servants greetings as I strolled leisurely into the mansion. Zemirah tailed me, and I spotted her hugging herself from the corner of my eyes.The look of fear in her eyes as I'd gripped her neck back in the car was etched in my mind. Good. I needed her to be afraid of me."We have a meeting with the council, Alpha. The others are already waiting." Rhode reported as he dangled the car keys in his hand.I grunted in response. "Cancel the meeting. I'm not in the mood." He didn't ask any question, and merely nodded, before hurrying away.I turned ba
Chapter Forty-Eight MirahI felt numb the moment I came to. At once, I wondered why my bed was cold. Had I fallen asleep on the floor? But I didn't have any alcohol to drink the previous night. 'Maybe I had a drink with Father.'Why was I- My thoughts were short-lived as the memories from the previous day flashed across my mind. Its force was so overwhelming that I held my head in pain.That was right. I wasn't at the Emerald Wood pack anymore. I wasn't at my pack. I was now at the devil's pack. I felt the cold ground with my fingers, using it as a propeller to sit up. I had fallen asleep whilst crying, the previous night.My body ached, and I longed for a warm bath. I hadn't taken one since I'd retuned home from school.I didn't dwell on my thoughts though as the constipated feeling tugged at my mind yet again. I was in an enclosed dark space. I needed to get away. I needed to flee. The metallic click from the large door broke through my thoughts, and made
Chapter Forty-Nine MirahOne moment he was kissing me like his life depended on it. The next moment he was looking at me with an indecipherable gaze.The change was so abrupt that my brain struggled to catch up. Heat pooled between my legs, and I couldn't help but shudder at his intense gaze at me.I hugged myself, and made to get out of the tub. Coming here was a mistake.Or was it? “I'll be in my room.” I managed to whisper, despite my messy mind.I barely made it out, before his gruff voice stopped me. “Did I say you could leave?” His voice was husky, but betraying no emotions.My heart raced furiously, and I slowly turned to face him. His eyes were so dark and piercing that my legs almost gave way. I struggled to find the perfect response. We'd been kissing, and he pushed me away. Did he expect me to stay?The thought had barely formed, when a bittersweet taste filled my mouth. I'd kissed my abductor. My enemy. And I let him-“I thought you wanted me to,” I
Chapter Fifty MirahThe days passed by quickly, and soon it was already a month since I was forcefully abducted.I inhaled deeply, as I strolled through the garden one lovely afternoon. It'd become my daily routine, in an order. Sleep. Eat. Stroll through the garden.And it began all over again. I patted a purple hibiscus, and bent to inhale its scent. When I was younger, I forced Josh to help me plant a garden full of pretty flowers. The thought of him induced forlornness which I'd been trying to keep at bay. And the thought of a certain person.Zayn. I hadn't seen him for days. Especially after our breakfast in the garden, which hadn't ended well.“Thank you, Ameeyrah,” I said to the pretty-faced maid who accompanied me. She muttered something in Arabic, which I inwardly translated as ‘thank you,’ it didn't matter if I was wrong.I gripped the edge of my dress, kicking at the air, trying to be happy and ignore the fact that I was a prisoner.“A word with you, Miss Ka
Chapter Fifty-One ZekeI stared down the window, my hands tucked in my pocket, different thoughts running through my mind.The door pushed open, and Amad walked in. “I heard there'd almost been a theft, last night?” He asked, as he came closer to me.“The allure of Floating shelves seemed to have attracted someone into my mansion.” I said, in reply. Floating shelves… That was the name of the art piece. I'd gotten it two months ago, from an auction.“A woman? So bold. So, what are you going to do to her?” He asked, carefully.I flashed him a brief glance, and turned back to the window. The scenery below, filled with lights, and vast space was beautiful. And they all belonged to me.“What do you think?” I retorted.“Well, it's hard to say. Your way of thinking is so different from ours.” And was he right.I simply chuckled, without giving a response. He was about to continue, when my ringing tone came off, from my laptop.“Get it.” I ordered, without moving an inch.Ho
Chapter Fifty-Two MirahI was falling.Not falling in the actual sense. But my mind wasn't in sync with my heart. Xavier was winning, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.I'd attempted to kill Zeke. With my own hands.My heart clenched tightly, and I couldn't breathe once more. I looked around, not seeing beyond my nose. This place. It was so dark, and haunting. I felt trapped.As if to confirm my words, vines crept up my legs, effectively tying me down. Struggled hard as I could, I couldn't get myself off their grip.“Princess,” Xavier called out cynically, and I shuddered. I hated him. He'd pay with his life for making me go through so much torture.I raised my head. The darkness was receding. I could see him clearly now. He was still dressed in the same blood-stained white shirt and black trousers. His cloak swayed behind him.The epitome of evil.“What have you done to me?” I hissed, as the vines tightened. My breath came out in short raspy pants.“I'm help