EVANGELINA :I was crushed down by a gloomy wave of melancholy. Tears poured out my eyes as they desperately darted around the room for one glimpse of her. But she wasn't there. Her scent had fainted too. The realization wrenched my gut in two. He took my Penny away. I crouched to the floor and collapsed in ragged sobs. He took her away. What will I do now? I cannot live without my child. "Penny," I cried in exasperation. How could he do this to me? How could he separate a mother from her child? I would endure any punishment but not this. "Mommy?" I stilled. Penny? I turned my head to look behind me. Relief washed over my aching heart when I saw her. Concern was written all over her tiny face. I scrambled to my feet and ran towards her. I felt my lips spreading into a grateful smile. "Penny," I engulfed her in my arms and kissed her all over her face. I was still sobbing, the fear of losing her still pounding in my heart. "Mommy, why are you crying?" Penny asked, clueless. Mo
"No," I snapped, feeling my face burning with shame. How could he suggest something as disgusting as this? I was sickened to my core. "No?" he asked innocently. My sharp glare was enough of a response for him. "Fine," he let go of my neck and retreated a step. "Spend as much time as you can with Penny. I am taking her home tomorrow and watch out for your ex-neighbor. Mrs. Brown was it?" he asserted Mrs. Brown's name with a diabolical smirk. I went rigid with shock. Mrs. Brown? That old lady used to look after Penny for me when I would be at work. How did he find out about her? "There is nothing I don't know about you," his voice deepened as he answered my unspoken question. The intensity of his gaze made me want to disappear into the wall. But I held my ground because I had no fucking choice. "Stop hurting others," I gritted out, vexed."Then agree to what I want," he replied. "Kill me," I said instead. It would rather embrace death than be his mistress. "You will d
ZAVIONAnd the strongest of bonds is mate bond. The one that you share with your destined mate. Even if the whole world turns its back on you, your mate will stay by your side always. She will love you at your worst, guide you when you will be lost, and soothe you when you will be hurt. So hold onto this life for your mate, Zav. She will make all this pain worth it. She will see the real you and adore you so much that this suffering would feel like a distant dream. She will understand you and will love you for who you are. She will be your anchor. And she will never give up on you like we did. I lighted the cigarette and took a long puff of it. Some bullshit was that. And I was an idiot to believe them. My mom couldn't be more wrong. Nobody stays for no one. My father gave up on me when he found out I have a disability. He believed it to be a curse. My mother gave up on me in the face of my father's wraith. But their cowardice taught me something. I learned how destructi
EVANGELINAI averted my eyes from Ron, feeling embarrassed. Mistress. He called me his mistress without a hint of hesitation. I struggled hard to hold back tears that had begun to flood my eyes. "But Alpha..." A hard glare from Zavion silenced Esme. She dropped her gaze to the floor but the slight grind of her jaw was visible. It was plain to see how displeased she was. I cannot blame her. "Those who have a problem with my decision are free to leave my house," Zavion looked ahead and declared. "You cannot do this to her," Ron burst forth, clenching his fists. Zavion regarded him with a cold gaze. "She is my mate. I can," he replied in a composed manner. "You do..""Ron...please...don't..just stay away," I cut him off as I didn't want him to incur his wrath. In response, Ron shot me an incredulous look. "Eva, you cannot agree to this bullshit," Ron tried to step around him to get to me but Zavion deterred him by putting a hand on his shoulder. He wasn't even letting anyone reach
I knocked twice on his door before hesitantly opening it. As the door parted, his alluring scent bombarded me like a tsunami almost knocking me off my feet and I couldn't resist drowning in it. I sucked in a deep breath, greedily flooding my lungs with his scent. If only I could bottle up his scent and keep it with me forever. I walked into his dim-lit room. My heart flapping like a caged bird as I looked around his room for him. He wasn't in the room but out on the balcony. My eyes zeroed in on his broad back as he exhaled a swirl of smoke in the air. I couldn't help but notice he was smoking too much of late. I decided to wait in the room as he smoked outside. After a minute, he came back in through the door. Our eyes collided and I felt my nerves teetering on the brink. His brow lifted in amusement as he approached me. He was wearing a white t-shirt and sweatpants. His hair was tousled slightly. He tossed his lighter to the nightstand on his way and stood right in front of me.
I knocked on Esme's door and waited patiently for her to open it even though I was not the least bit interested in seeing her. With the passion Zavion was praising her beauty, I ached to staple his mouth and smack his head. He had assessed her too highly. She is not as beautiful as he made her out to be. Angel eyes, my ass. Lord, I hate him. I hate him so much. Helpless tears pooled in my eyes. He truly thinks she is pretty. And sexy too for he looked so eager to do it with her. Will he really do it with her tonight? Will he really let her touch him? Even the mere thought of him on top of her was making my heart bleed. Celene was beside herself with worry. Now all my hope was pinned on Roar. I know it is hypocritical of me to not want him with Esme when I was the one to call quit on our bond but still....... The door opened, revealing Esme. She regarded me with open disdain. I looked away from her, not interested in staring into her "angelic eyes." "Alpha wants you to wear it ton
The floor was as cold as a block of ice. My teeth chattered as I curled into myself, fearing I would freeze to death. The fact that I was naked made it even worse. The chilly atmosphere was laden with a foul smell of death and I was not a fool to not understand what it meant. My heart turned cold. I had a hunch that I was in some dungeon. This place was underground as it was too cold to be above ground or perhaps the temperature was being monitored manually. Footsteps echoed in the empty hallways, tensing me up. I stared at the door in anxious anticipation as the footsteps drew closer. A dark shadow swept in first, followed by an oversized silhouette. I squinted through the darkness. It was a woman. She hurled a garment my way before stepping into the cell. I grabbed it and hastily wore them on, not caring they were inside out and smelled nasty. "The owner of that dress died in the same cell not many days ago. The walls are still damp with her blood. She was a spy sent by a rival
His fingers hovered eagerly over my crotch, just a centimeter away from cupping me. "Touch me only if you want to die," I hissed. His fingers froze. I raised my gaze to connect with his, "Zavion will bury you alive if you so much as laid a finger on me," my voice was unwavering and firm. His glare sharpened, not liking a woman patronizing him. "Ain't you overestimating yourself? Just because he fuck you doesn't mean he will risk making enemies for you," the man snapped. I didn't let his threatening aura affect me. "You wanna try? Go ahead," I faked confidence and dared him even though my insides were quivering in dread. He regarded me with a glare full of menace and punched me in the face. My head spun by the force he had used. I closed my teary eyes and waited for the throbbing pain to pass over. "Do not forget your place, you cocksucking whore," He snarled furiously and stormed off. I coughed out blood. Even though in pain, I felt relieved that he left. Had never imagined one d
EVANGELINATHREE MONTHS LATERThis is how it must feel like to have a Happy Ever After. To have a happy ending is a blessing and I am grateful to have it. I feel wholesome and so happy. I cannot thank Moon Goddess enough for choosing him for me. I always wanted a mate who will love me unconditionally. Someone who will fill my life with love and happiness. Never imagined Goddess will fulfill my wish. Zavion changed my life and turned it into an absolute fairytale. He takes care of me and fulfills all my desires as they are his own. I am still trying to settle into my new position as Luna and I would be lying if I said it's a cakewalk. It is not. I am watched and judged all the time. I fail too. It took me a whole week only to learn fighting stances. It's difficult. Much more difficult than I had expected it to be. However, submitting is not an option for me. I want to become skillful. I want to become worthy of Zavion. "Are you fantasizing about me?" his heart-soothing voice hit my ea
THIRD POV"Where is she?" Aaron hollered thunderously in the hall. His bloodshot eyes were clouded with madness. His booming voice bounced off the lofty walls, prompting members to rush out in a state of alarm. "What happened?" Cora enquired when she noticed her youngest's chaotic state. Ron power-walked towards her and held her shoulders. "Where is she, mom?" he demanded angrily with an undertone of desperation. Cora, clueless glanced over Nora who looked just as confused. She shifted her gaze back to her son who seemed to be on the verge of losing his control. "Who?" Cora questioned."Sylvia. She is gone," he told her. A hint of pain accompanied his tone. Cora's eyes widened in shock."How?" she asked, still shocked. Ron released her and turned around to look at other family members. His enraged eyes swept around the hall, taking in everyone. "Who helped her leave?" he growled like a wounded lion. Everyone was shocked to see this side of his. Ron was never the type to hold ange
SYLVIAHis tongue rolled inside me, eliciting a gentle sigh straight from my bosoms. I reciprocated, greedy for more and more of him. I wanted to drown myself in his kisses and touch. I was aware of the consequences. He was drunk and might not remember anything of it come tomorrow. But..but I wasn't able to move away. I let him hold me by my waist. I let him pull me on his lap and invade my mouth completely. How could I not? Every inch of mine was yearning for his touch. I felt alive again as he squeezed and kneaded me. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and deepened our kiss. I moaned in his mouth, relishing his dominating side. My hands of their own begin fumbling with the buttons of his shirt. I needed him inside me at this very moment. I needed him to fill me up. Before I could undo his last button, he threw me on the bed. I blinked at him as he crawled over me, his eyes never straying from mine.His orbs were caught in the blazes of lust, his expression was of a feral animal starvi
EVANGELINAI heard him lashing out in the phone from the door. He sounded furious. From what I gathered, Ron had marked Sylvia. The news had left me just as shocked and worried for the woman. I should be the last person to sympathize with her after what she did. But try as I may I cannot forget the sorrow I had witnessed in her eyes when we met the last time. She had realized her mistake. Punishing her more will only batter her already torn soul. "I don't care why you did it, Ron but don't you forget she is a Kessler now. If you harmed that girl unnecessarily. You will have to face my wrath," Zavion warned Ron in a serious tone. Pride swells in my heart. Zavion had no fondness for Sylvia but he was also not the type to sit on the fence when his family is being persecuted. Sylvia was a family now.We honestly had a long discussion about her before he decided her punishment. I tried to make him see her perspective. Being a mother, I should hate her the most but I don't. What she did wa
AaronHer soft snores rang through the room all night long. How did she manage to fall asleep on the cold, hard floor is beyond me. I wish I could say I slept as well as her but that would be a big fat lie. Sleep had escaped me. I just tossed and turned in the bed, struggling to not think about her. Not long ago, she used to sleep here with me. We would cuddle all night long. So different from where we were today. She was sleeping so peacefully and I couldn't help but feel bitter about it. Does she not miss my body next to hers? How easy it was to fall asleep for her without me. I tried to sleep but I just couldn't. My wolf and my body were urging me to carry her back to my bed and cuddle with her but I denied it. Never in this lifetime, I was going to sleep with her in one bed again. In the morning when I got up from my bed, she was still sleeping. As though she had not slept her entire life. I glared at her, contemplating pouring a bucket of cold water on her. I was already irrita
AARON"Why did you do this?" Mom demanded, looking furious. I knew this was coming. Everyone was looking at me waiting for an answer. Why did I do this? To teach her a good lesson."She is my mate. I can mark her if I want to," I replied dryly. My mother's gaze flickered to the unconscious Sylvia in my arms before backing up to my face. She looked unconvinced. "You have marked her to make her life miserable," Mom corrected me. I clenched my jaw. "Alpha has banished her. What more do you want?" Nora sounded equally mad. A scowl was plastered across her face, her eyes spitting fire at me. Everyone was mad at me. I had no idea why were they all defending this ungrateful betrayer."I will not have more discussion about it," I gritted out and stormed off to my room. I felt their eyes stabbing my back as I power-walked toward my room. I glanced down at her. She looked lifeless. The blood was trickling down her neck in a thin line where I had marked her, I didn't bother to seal it back. I
ZAVIONI let my mouth trail over her delicate belly. The warmth of my breath raising goosebumps all over her silky, rosy-white skin. Seeing her body's response to my touch pleases me to no end. I love how she shivers involuntarily every time I brush my lips against her flat tummy. It's too flat for my liking. I was going to fill it up with my baby. The thought was followed by the painful memories of Eva's miscarriage. The incident inflicted deep pain on both of us. She acts fine but I know she is still reeling from that. I have caught her crying alone a few times. She never cries in front of me. Perhaps, because she doesn't want to stress me out. I never leave a chance to let her know what an amazing person is. I love the way she looks but what has me on my knees for her is the way she is; So beautiful, so amazing. But she was getting better now. Healing day by day. This vacation was doing her good. We were in bed since morning, too lazy to get out and too much in love to lay still.
SylviaHe wants me dead. Night flew by but I was still stuck in that moment. I thought him hating me would hurt me the most but him wanting me dead just felt even worse. It still hurts so bad. It was like thousand scorching needles were constantly being jabbed into my heart. The pain was unbearable. He will never forgive me, let alone love me. He wants me dead and I want the same now. What's the point of living without him anyway. It was clear he wasn't going to love me ever again, what will I do with a life that won't have him in it? I hoped Zavion would give me a death sentence. I hoped he would give me the most miserable death so that Aaron feels at ease. If my death gives him happiness, he will get it. My stomach lurched at this point and I crouched forward to puke. I retched but nothing came out. I had already committed a few times since last night. My cell and I were stinking of my vomit and piss. I was at my worst. I slumped against the wall and closed my eyes. My head was sp
DIMITRYI watched her from the shadow as she talked away with Nora. They were perched in the front porch of mansion. Her read head bobbing adorably as she carried out the conversation with a hint of enthusiasm. They were talking about ice creams. I smiled, noting my mate has a thing for ice cream. I've been trying to get closer to her but she always shoots me down. She looks so comfortable every time I try to engage in a conversation that I end up dropping it.I don't know why she was acting so distant. Does she not know I am her mate? Does she not like me? The thought was scary. I was never keen on finding my mate. In fact unpopular opinion but I believed that having a mate would be a hassle for my carefree life. I loved swimming in pussies and one wouldn't be enough to satisfy me. But my thoughts took a drastic turn when I locked eyes with her. At first, I didn't realize she was my mate as I couldn't smell her scent due to the cold. But the attraction I felt for her was instant. She