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Ember’s POV:I dreading the later hours of night couldn’t stop it from coming and crashing my world.Until the evening, I kept crawling along the wall of the cell as sunlight moved from one corner to the other, to soak every last bit of the warm sunray.Unfortunately, as soon as dawn appeared, the air started getting chilly until it turned frigid and bitterly cold. My breathing became ragged and fog blew out of my mouth with each breath.Shivering started again and I coiled myself in the fetal position. My hands and feet felt like they had immersed into the ice blocks before they turned itchy and finally became numb.I was dying to ask Darius to bring me a small comforter or anything to keep me warm during the night but I also didn’t want him to get suspicious that I was wolfless. I was not yet ready to reveal my weaknesses to the enemies.So, bearing the harsh climate night after night was the only way to survive in the foreign territory.The next morning when I woke up, I saw my fin
Ember's POV: After what felt like an eternity, I finally slept peacefully. When I woke up, I found myself sprawled like a starfish with my arms and legs spreading widely apart. I was warm and cozy, not caring about the hardness of the floor and not at all affected by the harshness of the climate. A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips as my fingers brushed over the necklace, still warm against my neck. I wondered why it didn't work the last two nights but then I thought that maybe when I remembered my mother and focused on the necklace, it triggered something and activated it. I seriously had no idea how it all worked because I never had much knowledge about witches and their ways. I still had so much to learn before my mate decided to kidnap me and throw me in the dungeons. I winced as I tried to sit up. My muscles were sore and my body felt weak. It had been so long without Xanadium and I needed to take it soon if I still wanted to hang on to my rapidly dying wolf.
Ember’s POV: I was full of zeal and zest until making it my life’s decision to get the hell out of these dungeons but the storm of raging enthusiasm died within me as it hit me how exactly I was going to do that. Because as far as I could see, there were numerous guards beyond those silver bars and starving, maniac, wolf-flesh-addictive wolves outside the tiny window. The fact that I didn’t have my wolf’s wisdom and strength to accompany me in the times of darkness ached my heart but not that it could help me much. Of course, my mate had made all the arrangements keeping in mind that I was indeed a werewolf. And then, all of a sudden, it hit me with full force. For a moment, I stopped breathing as wheels started churning in my head. Shotting up from the floor, I started pacing the length of the confined cell. My mate was well prepared to kidnap and imprison a werewolf, and without any doubt, he did a pretty good job at that. Lifting my hand, I grazed my fingers over the mystical
Ember’s POV:For the rest of the evening, I continued pacing the floor. My heart was heavy with dread. Panic clawed at my insides, eating me away.Darius’s words kept whirling in my head over and over again. My heart was pounding so rapidly that I felt that it would just rip out of my chest at any moment.My mind had stopped working but I still thought of all the ways I could get out of this hell but all was in vain. All the dwindling hope I had been holding onto all along slowly died away as I realized there was no way out of my ruthless mate’s clutches.My breathing became ragged and my muscles tightened with anxiety. Padding to the darkest corner of the cell, I pressed my back against the wall and slid down to the floor.Hugging my knees to my chest, I placed my cheek against my knees. Tears prickled at the back of my mind as the defeat flashed before my eyes. It was laughing at me, mocking me, insulting me.As my gaze shifted to the window and I saw the moon shining brightly in th
Ember’s POV:That night, an idea hit my mind. I was lying in a fetal position, rolling in my misery, waiting for the worst to come and consume me when all of a sudden, out of nowhere, an idea struck my mind.My heart started pounding with anticipation as once again, a tiny ray of hope fluttered inside me. I jolted up in a sitting position and reprimanded myself for not thinking about it earlier. How could such a thing skip my mind?Nearing the bars, I made sure no one was prying on me. Returning, I sat cross-legged, facing the wall, and closed my eyes.Slowly, one by one, I detached all of my reflexes from my surroundings until I felt myself floating in oblivion, and focused all of my energy to peek into myself just like I've been doing every other night. But tonight, I was trying something new. Something I should've tried a long ago.Exhaling an exasperated breath, I lifted my hand and closed my fingers around my mother's necklace. It was my last shot at freedom and I prayed with eve
Ember’s POV:It had been ages since I’d trained or practiced with my packmates due to the weakness I felt after Aria’s disappearance but I didn't let that excuse bring me down when I was this close to freedom now.Closing my eyes, I called forward the athlete inside me and took a deep breath to release the tension in my body.I walked closer to the wall that was now separating me from my freedom and took a moment to assess it with evaluating eyes.My gaze roamed over the stony wall and I touched the protruding stones where I could hook my hands and feet while climbing. There was no doubt that the wall was strong enough to hold my weight but the only problem was the silver that was now streaking down the wall at multiple places.I couldn’t do anything about that other than tolerating the burns because no matter how careful I could be, the touch with silver was inevitable.I rolled my shoulders several times as a warm-up. With a heavy breath, I lifted my arms and grabbed the highest pro
Ember's POV: Death played in front of my eyes in slow motion. I saw bulky wolves prancing in the air with their mouths gaped open, ready to bite their meal and tear me apart. I was still as a rock, not daring to move a muscle in my body, welcoming death with open arms when, all of a sudden, the world seemed to stop around me. My eyebrows deepened in utter confusion as I saw wolves suddenly falling to the ground mid-jump. Their bodies thudded down and they all touched their heads to the ground in complete surrender. A million questions whirled in my mind and I jolted around in a full circle to make sense of the things happening in front of my eyes. Who were they surrendering to? There was no one around us for as far as my eyes could behold. I would have loved to get answers to satisfy my curiosity but what I would have loved even more was to survive. As I took in all the wolves bowed down in surrender, it suddenly felt like fate had given me a second chance at life, at freedom.
Ember's POV:I was thrashing on his shoulder, screaming maniacally, punching him anywhere my fists could reach but he remained unscathed and seemed unbothered as he effortlessly carried me back to the dungeons.As soon as he stepped inside, guards rushed to close the gates, and only then did he unhauled me from his fucking shoulder.As my feet landed on the ground, I coiled my hands into tight fists and started yelling, "You caveman, freaking Neanderthal, how dare you..."Ignoring me like I was invisible, he turned around to face the guards, "Explain to me how she managed to leave even after such tight security?"Blood left their faces as they gawked at me with wide eyes and stammered in fear, "Alpha, we've been on high alert just as you've ordered us. We don't know how she..."Before the poor, frightened guard even finished his sentence, my very uncivilized and cruel mate lunged forward and wrapped his hands around the necks of both guards.Moving with the speed of light, he took the
Ember's POV:The next day, I was expecting Nicholus to visit me and discuss the ticking bomb looming over our heads, a.k.a. the mate bond.A ball of anxiety rolled around in my belly for the whole day. To be honest, I wasn't ready for that conversation. For some reason, I still wanted to be free of this mate bond and return to the South.Deep down, I knew there was no point in going back now. My people would never accept me. It didn't go unnoticed by me how no one from the South ever attempted to rescue me. I was sure it was my Father's doing. He must have brainwashed them against me.He must have revealed that I was a witch. Me being a hybrid was enough to turn them against me. I wouldn't be surprised after knowing that my cunning father had painted me as a liar and wicked witch who was betraying everyone to get her hands on the throne and rule the South.On top of that, he must have used this mate bond against me. I could imagine the hatred he must have planted in those people after
Ember’s POV:I was sound asleep when my sleep was interrupted by a parched throat. I peeked my eyes open, and the first thing I saw was the glowing numbers on the digital clock. It was past midnight.Suddenly, I realized that I wasn’t alone in the room. Someone was there. I could feel the movement beside my bed. As I took a deep breath, the earthy scent that had driven me crazy more than once, told me that it was my mate.Very slowly, I tilted my head to the side and saw his tall figure standing beside my bed. My breathing slowed down as I studied his features radiating under the warm hues of the bulb.Although I never wanted to admit it my mate, indeed, was a very handsome man. My heart picked a beat as I took in his wide shoulders. With thick muscles and a broad frame, he was the epitome of masculinity.He was wearing a black button-down shirt and black pants, indicating that he came here straight from his office. In that attire, he was looking even hotter. His sleeves were rolled u
Ember’s POV:For the rest of the day, I took a rest which was quite boring. I never thought I’d admit it but I was kind of missing my mate’s presence beside me. Every time the door opened, my ears perked up to hear his deep voice but it was never him.The nurses visited frequently to ensure I was fine and gave me medicines. Soup was served at lunch and it was a struggle to swallow it down my throat. Dr. Alina informed me that the bad taste in the mouth was a common side effect of certain medicines. That’s why everything tasted bitter and rotten.It was in the evening when I finally heard his footsteps outside the ward. Instead of coming inside, he lingered there for a minute before the door finally creaked open. As soon as he stepped inside, an inevitable smile split over my lips at finally being able to see him after a long wait.Closing the door, he turned around to face me and suddenly went still with his gaze fixated on the stupid grin on my face. He seemed to be taken aback by my
Ember’s POV:For the first time since stepping foot into the North region, I woke up all warm and cozy, snuggling in the soft comforter. I opened my eyes to the bright orange glow of the heater radiating heat at full speed.I yawned softly and was about to rub my groggy eyes when I felt something peculiar that instantly increased my heartbeat.Slowly tilting my head to the other side, I took in a big, bulky hand covering my smaller one. He didn't leave, after all. A hint of a smile grazed my lips as my eyes remained fixated on our connected hands. Mine seemed so tiny in front of his large, meaty hand.I was still relishing the warmth of his touch when his body squirmed slightly. That’s when my eyes traveled to his face and a loud gasp escaped my lips.Hearing that, he jolted awake and started looking here and there while saying frantically, “What happened? Are you okay? Should I call a doctor?”My eyes widened at his reaction and something hot dropped in the pit of my stomach as I hea
Ember's POV: We had been talking for about 15 minutes when the doors to the room flung open, and a 6'3" tall grumpy man appeared at the doorway. I didn't fail to notice how his broad shoulders and tall figure filled the whole doorframe. His eyes landed on Darius and he grumbled warningly, "Time up, little buddy." Darius rose to his feet and screeched dramatically, "But we were just about to start gossiping about you." My eyes widened as I protested, "No, we weren't." Darius smiled down at me wickedly, "Oh yeah, because we've already done that," he ended with a wink. I opened my mind to reprimand him when we heard my mate grumbling again at the poor soul, "Enough of this childish behavior." In a flash, he appeared before Darius. He thought I couldn't hear him but my ears picked up his exact words as he hissed in a low whisper, "You had your time with her. Now I want you out." Darius opened his mouth to say something but it suddenly clamped shut as his posture straightened and hi
Ember’s POV:My head felt heavy and dizzy as I stepped back into consciousness. Every inch of my body ached brutally and it was an effort to open my eyes.A white ceiling came into view and when I tried to move my body to sit up, an excruciating pain rippled through my abdomen and traveled to every part of my body.That made me moan in agony and just a moment later, my mate’s face appeared over me. His forehead was creased with worry as he looked down at me. When he spoke, there was a hint of relief in his voice, “Finally, you’re up.”His eyes roamed all over my face as he inquired with caution, “How are you feeling now?”I stared at his face looming over me and willed my fingers to move and touch him but, for some unknown reason, I felt stuck in my body. I kept staring into his eyes filled with worry and my own eyebrows furrowed as I took in the horror lingering in those pitch-black orbs and then finally, the strings started connecting in my head.All of a sudden, the flashbacks of t
Nicholus's POV: As soon as I was done with the shower, I made my way back to the clinic and found Darius outside the ward. Walking up to him, I suggested, "Now you should go and take a shower yourself." He squinted at me, "After your continuous nagging, I think I can really use one." As he walked away, I settled on the bench outside the ward and went to the waiting. I was getting restless, waiting for the doors to burst open at any moment and doctor coming out with a news, a good one actually. After about three minutes, Darius opened our mindlink, "Hey there, any update?" Annoyed at the interruption, I huffed out, "I'll let you know if there's any." He snickered, "Already getting frustrated? Remember I did that for over a dozen times." I retorted mockingly, "It's sad that you don't have the power to keep our mindlink shut...unlike me." He was about to say something when I snapped the mindlink shut. I could feel him trying to push it open but of course, that wasn't possible for
Nicholus's POV:Once again, I spiraled back into the state of unknowing and every fucking second of it was full of agony. I was continuously pacing the floor while the doctors examined my mate inside.It was an effort to control myself from bursting through the doors. After the night's horror, I didn't want to leave my mate alone even for a second. My mind was still stuck in the moment when I found her in the woods, wounded and unconscious. The image of her lifeless, pale, and limp body kept flashing in my mind.My jaw clenched and I gritted in agitation, "What the hell is taking so long?"Darius, sitting on the bench outside the ward, sighed aloud, "Calm down, Nicholus. Your fretting isn't doing anyone any good."I whipped my head toward him and screeched, "No, Darius. I can't fucking calm down when my mate is in there and I have no idea what's going on."I watched as the worry in his eyes turned into something similar to amusement and he drawled, "Worried enough? About your mate? Wh
Nicholus’s POV: Suddenly, out of nowhere, Darius appeared beside me and yelled over the howling wind, “What are you doing here?” I continued scanning the area wildly while screeching, “Looking for her. What else do you think?” Stepping in front of me, he frowned with confusion, “What…I mean…you really can’t catch her scent, Nicholus?” My eyes widened and my heart picked a beat as I whispered hopefully, “Can you?” Darius eyed me with concern. I knew what was going on in his head but I didn’t have the time for that conversation when my mate was still out there somewhere, lost and in God knows what condition. Good thing that Darius realized that too and turned around, “Come with me. I can catch her scent.” I took a shivering breath and rasped out, “That means we’re close.” He nodded tightly, “We’ll find her, Nicholus.” Like a lost puppy, I followed him as he sprinted through the rough patch in the woods. He took a few sharp turns before coming to an abrupt halt. I scanned the are