(Gwen’s pov)"Ashton..." The words slowly left my mouth. I didn't mean to speak. I didn't even want to pay any attention to him, however, emotions overtook me and left me bare.He came closer and stopped directly in front of me, his chest heaving fervently. His gaze was like broken glass shards scraping across my skin and leaving bleeding sores. I could feel the angry heat radiating from his body to show how mad he was.Still, my treacherous hand yearned to extend and touch him. I wanted to feel him. At the same time, I longed to slap, kick and make him feel this pain I was feeling inside. Does he not see what he is doing to me? What he is doing to us! We have a chance. Yet, he was ruining it."You defiled me an_""You fucked another woman!" I shoved at his chest and stepped around him to the other side. "What is wrong with you? I try...I try so much to tolerate all the wickedness you show to me. And still you hate me! What do you want from me?" I was shaking vigorously as the tears g
(Gwen's pov)Ashton guided me out of the dining room by the hand, partially dragging me out of the dining, requiring I double up or risk stumbling after him like a pup in their early locomotive stage.I endured it until we crossed the dining hall entrance and headed towards the stairs. Once we have missed watching eyes, I snatched my hand away from him and stepped ahead of him with a disgruntled huff. "What are you doing?" He asked behind me. I didn't stop, I walked faster. Because any minute, I will just shout down these halls without caring if the entire Kingdom of the bloody Lycans heard me. "Gwendolyn!""Stop!" I flipped, my hands lifted above my ears defiantly as I rounded on him, my eyes in murderous slits as they flashed daggers at him. "I will not let you treat me like that next time, you understand?" I tilted my head his way. "You are such an obnoxious bastard who doesn't put others into consideration but yourself!" I shook my head unbelievably. "What did I see in you, agai
(Ashton's pov)I was overdoing it, I knew that. Yet, I couldn't stop. I was hurting her very badly and knew despite all the brave front she was putting up, deep inside Gwen was breaking apart. That knowledge wasn't lost on me. Call me a bad person, an insensitive arrogant asshole. I am all that and more. It’s hasn’t been easy on me either as Fang has abandoned me without giving a fuck about how I am faring without him. He has even fully withdrawn and hasn't spoken to me nor given me his signature kicks of displeasure each time I made our mate hurt.It all started since the other day when I fucked Merit.Today, I and Williams resolved to switch our leisure period to go for recruitment for the upcoming games. "So, the Queen has been doing an amazing job with Abby," Williams spewed raggedly as we galloped into the metropolis on horseback. His skin looked too white right now from to much exposure to the scorching sun. And red freckles were starting to make a debut around his aquiline no
(Gwen's pov)The pack has been in silence with everyone shaken by the recent events that have been taking place. For the past three days, there has been calm and people tend to walk around in shadows.I haven't been able to see Ashton as he has been so engaged with busy finding the miscreant that took the mate of one of the guardians. He is angry, I know. Everyone is talking about it.I wish to speak to him because from what I heard from Abby, he seems to handle matters too rashly. I don't know the history they share with humans that would warrant them taking one them, or instilling this amount of fear in the almighty Lycans, but one thing was for sure, returning violence with violence can never be the way out.Back in the werewolf Kingdom, due to my relationship with Julian and my father as the Beta, I was privileged to hear most of their deliberations. When things like this happened, there would be a talking stage to find out what the other party wanted and a path would be created fo
(Gwen’s pov)After what I just heard Tyler say, I didn't hesitate to leave the training ground, telling him I will call on him next time as I had suddenly lost the zeal to train, to be replaced by an urgent need to speak to Ashton, hook, line and sinker.I stormed into the palace, ignoring the butler’s annoying pleasantries as I spun and made my way towards his study. I know Merit will still be there and Lud help me, I will do something drastic if she dared to stop me.Without knocking, I grabbed the knob and pushed in, realizing then that the door was locked from the inside. My guts flared. I banged loud on the hard wood. “Open this door this minute, Ashton!” I knocked, pulled, knocked again. “I demand you open this door this mi_”The door yanked open unexpectedly, resulting in me to stumble in as I lost my balance and hold of the knob. Merit once more barricaded the entrance, her body a wall on front in me. “The King_”“Get out of my way!” My two hands connected to her midriff, sendi
(Gwen's pov)Heading back to my room-my new room- I tossed off every iota of dress on me, flung them in the hamper and went to sprawl on the sofa in exhaustion. Mental exhaustion. From all the stress I've been through today.My mind was like a windmill spinning wildly in contemplation of what I am going to do. It contributed to the migraine that rocked my head, making me wince. I looked towards the door as I heard a sound of fast footsteps that soon walked past. It must be Kora.Sadly, I don't feel like going to tell her I won't be staying in that room until my mental state feel up to it again. Particularly not after what I saw downstairs. Even after our fight earlier, Ashton didn't try to emancipate himself before me. I huffed and stood, going to the bathroom. The next time I came out-like the cold water had worked a severe magic on me-I suddenly knew what I was going to do. Flinging the closet doors open, I scanned my eyes through the few dresses hanging there, picked out a black
(Ashton's pov)Gwendolyn was like a wild flame and I was her moth. I just can't stay away. I tell myself I loath her and want her gone by all means. But in reality, I see myself drawn to her.I have to break her, everything that makes her. I aim to make her beg, grovel for me before I will reach my brink. Before I will feel the satisfaction that comes from getting my revenge on her kind. For everything Emma did to me. But with every day I spend with her, it looked like I was becoming a shadow of myself. I was doing the exact opposite of what I wished for. All because of the curse of the bond. I slammed the bottle of alcohol in my hand on the desk, stood and staggered to the window and pushed the curtain away to sniff outside. It was a windy night, stipulating rain beckoned. But, there was something else. A familiar scent. Why am I perceiving her scent outside? I racked my head, then shook it and dropped the curtains to step back. It might be a trap of the mind. I was becoming too c
**Gwen’s Pov**"Ashton?” I gasped, startled to the marrow. "You scared me." I closed the door and gazed around the room. "What are you doing here?""Don't -don't you dare evade my question." He gritted, narrowing his eyes at me. "Where are you coming from?""I went strolling." I lied fluidly. "I needed to think and I wasn't hungry so I decided to skip and go...strolling."He drank me in intently, his lips in a straight line, and his eyes unreadable. I didn't walk closer, afraid he will smell Tyler’s scent on me. Werewolves' sense of smell was potent not to mention a Chief Lycan.He huffed irritably and moved away from the window, to cross his hand over his massive chest. "Are you still on your... period?""Period?" I questioned, then recalling my initial lie, I abruptly nodded. "Yes. In fact, uhm...I have cramps and want to go bed early.""Are you lying to me now, Gwen?" I was shaking my head at him. "Don't you want to get pregnant?"I looked away rapidly, my mind travelling back to w