Valeria POV“Who’s getting on your nerves?” Damien asked, dragging me up softly. I smiled breathlessly. He is just so handsome, his milky skin glowing with sweat.“It’s just my sister and Adrain,” I mumbled, trying to calm my racing heart. I don’t know why my heart always races whenever I see him; I can’t control it.“I heard them,” he said. I looked at him, surprised.“How are you able to hear them from so far away?” I asked, shocked. It’s normal for Alpha’s to have enhanced abilities, especially if their parents are from a lineage of Alpha’s or Beta’s families. But he was too far from us to hear that. “Well, I will let you in on a little secret,” he said, smiling. My heart swooned as his dimples came to life, elevating his smile. Why would the moon goddess create such a masterpiece? And all for me? I am the luckiest wolf in the world. He got closer to me, and I was literally holding my breath. I felt hot. A sexy, half-naked man is standing so close to me.“I come from a generation
Valeria POV“How do you know how to make hair so perfectly?” I asked, smiling at the mirror. We were in the night, and Damien offered to wash and style my hair, and he is so good at it. The way he washed my hair was very gentle, scrubbing through my scalp. I was almost falling asleep in the bathroom, enjoying the soft massage.“My sister made me do it,” he said, a soft smile on his face. I smiled. I remembered Collin mentioning something about his sister in the ball.“It must be nice to have a younger sister who loves you back,” I said, remembering my ill-fated relationship with my younger sister.“Well, we had the best brother-sister relationship,” he said, a sour smile on his face. I noticed he used the past tense.“Had?” I asked, looking at how he made my hair.“Yes, she is dead now,” he replied. I looked up at him, and he looked a bit down. It’s obvious that his sister is a sour topic, and I had no idea how to comfort him. I didn’t grow up with many people around, so I don’t know
Valeria POVI slammed Ruby on the wall harshly, blocking air from passing through her lungs. I wanted to kill her; I wanted this night to be the last day she would live, and the last day she would ask me to do something so evil. How dare she, after all they did to me, ignore me and sell me off? She is asking me to run away. She wants to take over my identity. The only thing I have left that is mine—the audacity to do that! Ruby trashed around in my hand, her face turning red, but I squeezed harder, not caring how she scratched my hand.“That is enough,” I heard a voice say, holding my hand. But I didn’t listen; I squeezed harder.“You are going to get her killed,” Damien said, forcing my hand away from her neck. I growled, but he held me tight, moving me away from Ruby.“Calm down,” he whispered in my ears, hugging me tight, but I trashed his arms, angry and hurt. How dare she tell me that to my face? I have feelings too. Why should I bear the blame for something I have no control ove
Valeria POVA loud growl woke me up from my sleep. I jerked awake, looking around me, and nothing was happening. I heard another growl with things breaking, and it seemed the noise was coming from the down floor. Panicking, I come down from the bed, wearing my slippers. I ran out of my room, heading to the down floor. There was nobody on the stairs, and I was scared. Hoping is not what I think it is. I got to the bottom floor, and I gasped loudly at the whole place, which was messed up. The pack members stood away from the two Alphas’s fighting.“How dare you touch what is mine?” Adrian raged, punching my mate harshly in the jaw. I gasped, anger and fear rushing through my veins as my mate fell to the floor, bleeding out. Adrain wasn’t done; he had all the intention of killing my mate, and I wasn’t going to stand there and watch. Adrian raised his claw, going for my mate’s opened chest. But I ran to my mate, my body full of anger. I have no idea what happened, but Adrain flew into th
Valeria POVI sat down at the back of the seat with Damien, and we sat in silence. I was lost in my thoughts; I didn’t expect any of this to happen. Not that I am not happy I finally get to be with my mate; I just have so many questions. Was it all planned, or did some unfortunate things that happened work in his favour? “Hey,” Damien called, bringing me out of my thoughts. I looked up at him, and I was happy the blood was no longer on his face. He must have noticed how uncomfortable it made me, so he cleaned it, which I am grateful for. “I know you are very confused and have a lot of questions, but don’t worry; when we get to my pack, well fed and taking lots of rest, we will talk about it,” he said softly. I breathe out.“But how did you get so beaten up? I thought you were more powerful than him.” I asked. He chuckled.“It was all part of the plan, mate; I needed to get beaten up. Now don’t ask too many questions; you were woken up from your sleep too suddenly, and you are still
Valeria POV“Wow,” I mumbled, filled with excitement. We are finally in the main pack, and being shocked was an understatement. This looks like a mini-city with lots of buildings everywhere.“I mean, it’s better if the first thing we come into is the offices, businesses, and companies,” he said. I nod my head, agreeing with him. I always wondered how packs make their money, and this is just giving me insights. I mean, the buildings are not as tall as the ones I see in the movies; they are like 2- or 3-story buildings, and the roads are not fancy like the ones in the movies or have highways either. It’s like a small village with houses and companies, but this is more beautiful than that.The buildings are made of beautiful designs, and the houses are beautiful too. As Damien said, nobody was on the street, and I suddenly wished they were. It would be beautiful to see people walking down the street, going about their day. The car continued going, and slowly I started seeing more houses
Valeria POVI yawned on the bed, stretching my body, and I couldn’t help but moan because that felt so good. Being in the car for so long couldn’t make me stretch or have much movement; I don’t ever want to be on such a journey again. I opened my eyes slowly, and I was face-to-face with cobalt blue eyes. I stared at him, not blinking. This was our first night together, and I don’t know how to react to his bed hair and sleepy face. He looks so cute. For an Alpha and a man of title, this was a funny scene.“Good morning, mate,” he mumbled, his voice raspy. I don’t know if I should swoon at his deep voice or cringe at the morning breath.“What? Does my breath stink?” he asked, smiling at me. I nod my head slowly. Damien chuckled, wrapping his arms around me and dragging me close. He snuggled up on my chest, rubbing his face on my body.“Get used to it; we are going to be waking up like this a lot,” he mumbled, holding me tight. I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck. I have never cud
Valeria POVDarcy and I walked around the monumental building, checking all the clothes. This pack is actually bigger than I expected; I had no idea there was a bigger mall a bit far from the pack house. I don’t know how many people are in this pack, but this pack is not like a normal werewolf pack; it’s like a human community. Who is going to attack them? Where do they even start from?“This is cute,” Darcy said, showing me a cute floral gown. She placed the gown on me, and I agreed with her. It’s cute—simple but cute.“How about you change into this?” she asked.“Sure,” I said, taking the gown and going to the dressing room. The gown doesn’t need a bra, and I am wearing one of Damien’s boxers. He had so many boxers he hadn’t worn, and I am happy I wore this, because these things are comfortable. I removed my clothes, looked at the scratches on my arms, and sighed. My wolf is still not back yet; my wounds have healed but not healed enough to get rid of the scars. Can I wear this gown
Dmitri’s POVI continued watching from the screen, and Egan and Valeria killed off all the men, leaving the boss. It was interesting to see both working together. I felt sad for Egan seeing how Valeria trained him. He was a very sad little boy and teenager, and he and Valeria never got along. She trained him with an iron fist, and one time Egan ran from home, and she found him. Locked him up for days without food, just water.We all plead with her, including Sam and Darcy. But Valeria turned a blind eye. Egan never ran from home again, and he was forced to train. But now, I can see she cared so much for her son. She was broken and never wanted her son to be in that position. She had to be mean to him, so he learnt how to survive on his own, and seeing how he was now, she trained him well. He is the king of werewolves anyway, and over the years he has earned himself a name, the killer machine, and it’s all thanks to Valeria. I went to the living room, and Valeria removed the mask cover
Dmitri's POVWe got back to the house, not speaking a word to each other on our way here. We wanted to get back first because I have a lot of questions, and the sly smirk on her face doesn’t help either.“Are you going to tell us or not?” Egan asked, slumping on the couch.“Tell you what?” she asked, innocently. Egan rolled his eyes.“Come on, Mom, you know something. Spill,” he said, and I sat on the single couch. Valeria smiled.“Ever heard of the Valkyries?” she asked.“Of course, everyone knows about them. They are very powerful; they have helped with a lot of wars, and they are fierce slayers. I heard the Valkyries and Vladimir are in a battle; apparently there was a war Vladimir was supposed to help with, but the Valkyries sisters got involved and won. Now, Vladimir is searching for them, but no one knows who they are or what they are or where they are; they are like ghosts. Seen only when they want to be seen,” Egan said.“What more do you know about them?” she asked, curiously
Dmitri's POVI, Egan and Valeria walked down the hallway. It’s been a few days, and we were here, land of the gods and goddesses, Helna. Here, all gods and goddesses have a kingdom of their own and their contribution to the supernatural world and humans. The councils are the main rulers of Helena; they have powers over the gods and goddesses. Well, not technically; a god or goddess has more power than the council, but their position is what makes them powerful. If a god or a goddess were to cause destruction, they have all powers to call the person in question to order, only if other gods or goddesses permit it.So, they have all the power and control but not directly. I looked at Valeria; this was her first time here, and she looked confident. I have no idea what power she thinks she has, but the councils are not who she thinks they are. I really hope today goes well and Valeria apologises to her even if she doesn’t mean it. The guards in front of the conference room bowed, and I can’t
Dmitri's POVI heard her soft footsteps coming down the stairs, and as usual, I stayed by the kitchen, cooking. I was expecting her to make one of her silly comments, expecting her to get on my nerves or just do something to piss me off. But I wasn’t expecting the hug. She wrapped her arms around my waist, hugging me tightly, and I wondered if there was another Valeria in this house. I heard a small sniff, and my mouth hung open in shock. Was she crying?“I should have listened to you, Dmitri,” she said, holding me tight. I am so used to Valeria being stubborn and difficult to talk to that I didn’t know what to make of her being calm and apologetic.“I went to that stupid strip club and allowed myself to be touched without my permission,” she cried, and I sighed. I dropped the spatula I was holding and turned around. Her eyes were swollen, so I could tell she cried before coming down here. I hugged her tight, brushing her hair softly. I would have teased her for being short; she was j
Dmitri's POVI got to the house and carried Valeria outside. I took her to her room and dropped her on the bed. I breathed out, running my hand through my hair as she slept soundly. She looked so innocent, not capable of any evil. She was half naked with blood all over her body and hands, and I couldn’t believe she ripped his dick off. She has rendered him useless for the rest of his life, and nothing can save him. Anytime she steps out, she comes back with trouble. I should have followed her; I should have sneakily followed her, but I was angry. I was fucking pissed off.She is stubborn and hard to talk to, and what she did that last night pissed me off. I left her; for years I left her so she could move on from his death. Losing a mate and being forced to live eternity without them is hard; I have been there, and it took me years to get back to myself. But I have given her enough time, enough years, to move on, but she refused. Damien was my friend, and it saddened me how he died, b
Trigger warning!This chapter has mild rape scenes; if you are sensitive to such topics, please don’t proceed to read.Valeria POV It’s been a few minutes or hours; I have no idea, but I can’t feel my legs. I don’t know what they put in that drink, but I was high and drowsy. I am well aware what is happening around me, but I was seeing double of everything; surely he put something in my drink. I have no idea what, but it was strong.“What did you put in my drink?” I asked, turning to Declan. I wasn’t slurring; my words were straight, and I could tell he was surprised.“You must be one strong bitch,” he said, chuckling. I laughed with him.“You must think I’m weak,” I said, trying to grab him, but my hands were failing me. He took my wrist, swinging my hands around, and he chuckled.“You are weak,” he said to my face, and I smiled.“But it’s not a crime, right? You wanted to have sex anyway,” he said, his hot breath fanning my face. I ignored him; my head was spinning, my vision going
Valeria POVIt’s been around 30 minutes since I got here, and I have been having fun sitting by myself. When I get to any club, I like to look around and observe my environment before jumping into anything. The male strippers are sexy alright, exactly what I needed. I just sat by the corner, ignoring all the men who were approaching me. My focus is on the strippers, and even though I admire them, I feel no urge to do anything with that. Am I really about to let my pride down for some strippers? Engage myself in a one-night stand. It’s not something I would do, and I don’t see myself doing it. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. This is pathetic.“Hello,” a deep voice said, and I turned around, wondering who the voice belonged to. It was a man; he was standing in front of me. He was wearing leather pants and black shoes with no shirt on. There were tattoos all over his arms and chest; only his neck and face were bare. Taking a look at his face, he looked dangerous. His short hair
Valeria POVI walked down the stairs tiredly. The previous night was so crazy as I keep remembering what happened between me and Dmitri. I never expected that to happen, but I just had the urge to shut him up. Everything he said was the truth that I didn’t want to hear. Truly, I was scared of being with another man because I am afraid if I do, then I will forget all about him.I want to keep his memories; he doesn’t deserve to be forgotten and swiped off from the surface of the earth. I am the only one who has memories of him and who wants his memories to live on. They all died, and Egan was too little to remember anything. He didn’t deserve the life he lived. I got to the living room, and Dmitri was cooking. I sat on the island, looking at him.“No, good morning after all that happened yesterday,” I said, grabbing an opening. He turned around, looking at me blankly.“You don’t deserve it,” he said, and I raised my brows.“I sucked your dick; I think I deserved all the praises,” I sai
Valeria POVIt’s been about two weeks and I have been avoiding Dmitri. After what happened that night, I just wanted to be as far away as I could be. I was in denial. I know Dmitri has always shown me there was something. But I never wanted to pay attention to it. I saw him as Damien’s blossom friend, till now I still see him the same way. I never want us to go down that part, but I know deep within me I can’t lie to myself. I am just confused and have no idea what to do, so I have chosen to ignore it. It was late at night and I opened the door. The time is around 2:15 am, and I am just getting home. I leave the house early and come back late just so I can avoid Dmitri and avoid the conversation. I entered the house, and it was dark. I breathed out, removing my heels and coat. I am so tired, and all I want to do is crash on my bed and hope I get some sleep, but of course I know I wasn’t going to avoid him forever; he is going to confront me. The lights turned on, and he was seated on