I felt tears stinging the back of my eyes. I hate him. He is bipolar. One moment he is fawning over me like I am the queen of his world and in the next he treats me like I am nothing but the dirt under his shoes."Get out," I hissed, barely able to suppress my tears. Rage flared hot in my chest. He is insane, psycho and I hate him. He tsked when he noticed the wobbling of my chin. " Too emotional, too weak for my taste and yet I can't get enough of you," he mused as his intense gaze flickered with need between my mouth and eyes. I couldn't help the tear that escaped my eye. Why can't he just leave me alone if he is so disappointed in me. "Why do you sniff after me like a fucking dog if I am so weak? Just leave me alone then," I snapped and shoved forcefully at his chest with my fists but this mountain of a monster didn't budge an inch. He seized my wrists in his one giant hand and pinned them above my head with ease. Now his one hand was clutching my neck and the other was h
I knocked at the door first before gently twisting the knob and opening it a crack. I poked my head through the narrow gap and scanned the neatly kept room. A figure was standing by the window with his broad back on me. He was just as sexy from backside as from front. Those strong muscular shoulders, that sturdy back. I couldn't stop my eyes from lowering to his firm, round ass. Whoa..this man is a whole meal. He turned his face slightly to look at me. I quickly shot my gaze up to his face. He motioned for me to enter as he was on phone. I walked inside and closed the door behind me, feeling my cheeks burning. I wondered if he had caught me gawking at his ass? I hope not. That would be so embarassing. "Send them in a box. I don't want a piece of him left in my territory. Make sure to pack his head separately. The elders should know what their future be like if they dared to defy me," my muscles stiffened when I realised who he was talking about. Falcon. He was instructing someone to
This was my red flag. My wake-up call. If I didn't heed to it now, I will be dead. The conviction in his voice was chilling. He wasn't bluffing. I swallowed back the ball of dread and hoped my expression wasn't reflecting my fear. "What if she had a reason?" the words slipped out of my mouth of their own. "There was no reason. She just couldn't accept the most hated alpha to be her mate and ran off the first chance she got," he answered on point. He kept his face expressionless but his disappointment for his mate was loud and clear in his voice. His words hit me hard but he was right. That was true. I ran away from him because I was scared of what I was told he was. I was afraid of becoming a pawn in their power tussle. I was fed too many negative things about him to even see him in a good light. Just like my former pack he was the ultimate evil for me, the crusader of death. I, perhaps, should have stayed and see him through my own eyes. I admit I let my packs' opinion and my own
My soul was a desert and you, my love, is an ocean I was searching so hard for. You is all I need to live..... Murmuring the last line, I closed down the last page of my novel and exhaled a gentle sigh. I never feel lonelier then I do after finishing a romantic novel. I swear they make love sound so dreamy in these books that my craving for a companion shoots up by like thousand times. I wonder if I would ever get to feel this "magical feeling." Men in these novels are so fanciful though- sweet, caring, understanding and so romantic. If only we could order men too on shopping sites. If it was possible, I would have got me a gentleman who is considerate, soft-spoken and chivalrous. Nothing like certain someone who is hard headed, ruthless, and smiles only once in billion years. I have rarely seen him smiling. He acts as though he has the weight of world on his shoulders. More often than not his lips are curled downward in a frown and his eyes narrowed, judging. And despite it all, h
Two days had flown by. He must be already home now. He must have learned about my absence. Did he enquire about me when he didn't see me around? I wondered what his reaction was? Did he get mad? My life was same as it was before visiting Russia. No thrill, no anticipation, no wild rush. Even though I had money now, life was still passing by me. That feeling of contentment still eluded me. There was this invisible chain constantly contracting around my heart. The thought of him getting mated to another woman was not letting me sleep at night. I roused from my thoughts when the driver told me that we have reached. I looked out the window to see the aquarium. I stepped down the car and Penny followed me. She wanted to see one for so long. These past couple days, I have been pampering my daughter. I am also planning on buying a diner. A small diner. I have one in my sight. The owner of that is shutting down the diner as they are moving to another country. I am contemplating to buy it of
Zavion Freaking Kessler was outside my door! I wasn't shocked I was legit freaking out. I glanced down at my hands. They were shaking. "So you want me to break the door," he replied gruffly a long moment later. My eyes grew round in panic. I begin shaking my head repeatedly. When I realised he cannot see me, I spoke up. "No..don't do this.....I..why are you here? Please, leave," I implored. My insides were in knots. I could feel his dark ominous aura powering through the door. It pervaded the air, exerting his sheer dominance. An eerie silence settled between us until a loud thud vibrated through the wooden door, making me jump back. I blinked at the door perplexed until the realisation hit me. He was kicking down the door. Shit. I watched in numb shock as the door's lock came loose only after third push. He was focusing on the lock. He vigorously jerked the handle from outside, finally breaking it. Clearly. it was built to protect from human not from a ferocious beast. Dread imm
Embarassment burned me as I dragged my hand towards my pussy. I was leaning against a wall, my legs were open and wide for his view. He was lounging on a chair with his legs spread in front of me as he watched me while sipping on a glass of orange juice. "Eyes on me," he ordered. I paused and lifted my eyes to meet his. A faint tremor of amusement was on his lips as he pointed his phone's camera to me. My eyes grew round."Don't film me," I protested sternly. "You will take your punishment without a word of protest," he brushed off my protest as if nothing. "But.." he silenced me with a fierce glare and nodded for me to continue. Glaring him in the eyes, I pressed my thumb to my clit and mimicked his moves from earlier. Pressing and rolling it. I swallowed, pulling his gaze to my throat. His eyes deepened with desire as he gawked at my sweat beaded neck. I begin rubbing my clit. Slow at first. A warm fuzzy sensation blossomed to life in the pit of my stomach. Slowly, steadily. A m
"Shocked? Wondering how I found out?" he patted my head with gentle downward caresses. Fear pulsed through me as I lifted my face to look at him. I am sure my eyes were wide in shock, struck with horror as I stared up at him. His face betrayed no emotions except for a faint glimmer of amusement in his eyes."Honestly, Annesley sounds better than Taylor," he skillfully wrapped his fist around my thick strands and crouched down to my level. His stormy eyes dug into mine, intent and sharp. I was a fool to think I could hide things from them. My guts twisted painfully. I was desperate to know more. I wondered what more did he know? Does he know my whole truth? Does he know that I am his runaway mate? The possibilities made my heart pound erratically.The stress of the moment crushed me. I felt tears pooling in my eyes. He will not only hurt me but every person I care about for only to hurt me more. What if he hurt my Penny? What if he took her away from me? I couldn't fight the tear escap
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