AshantiThe silence in the garden was extremely oppressive and I inhaled a stutter, wondering what my fate was going to be. What the hell was I thinking to have opened my mouth to tell Bianca that I was Lycan? I barely knew her and this could blow out of proportion so easily. I closed my eyes and sighed deeply through my nose, then took another deep breath to calm myself down. Her face was white as a sheet and she stared directly at me. I could feel my heartbeat quickening when I met her intense gaze. She hadn't said anything yet and it was fucking uncomfortable. I swallowed hard and tried again to speak “I’m… I'm sorry.”She raised her hand to stop me. “Were you sent to destroy Chadwick?" she asked, voice choked with a fear I'd never expected to hear.“What? Of course not. I swear on my mom's grave that I'm not with his father's group. And don't forget I said I am a Lycan and not a werewolf.”The horrific notion of being behind Chadwick's trouble disgusted me. Of course, if this
AshantiChadwick's smile broadened in approval. He looked like someone who'd won a million dollar lottery after he had gotten over the surprise that I was chatting with his mom.I, on the other hand, felt a bottomless peace and satisfaction. It was beyond explanation, and things were finally beginning to look up, except for the secret that Chadwick had yet to find out. It was still surreal that his mother accepted me after finding out about my Lycan heritage. I expected the opposite from her: maybe a horrified shriek or, worse still, an outright exposure. She took it well and accepted me for who I am. I was extremely grateful for that. After spending a considerable chunk of the morning with us, Bianca got up to leave, picking her bag off the floor. “That reminds me, Chad, were you invited to Sharon's wedding?”Chadwick looked up from his laptop in confusion. “Which Sharon are you talking about?”His mother didn't even need to respond because Chadwick's eyes flipped full open in sho
AshantiShifting into my wolf form in day time was the strangest thing I’d done in years. Ever since I began living among humans, I made sure to always shift at night, no matter how pressing or desperate I was to run for safety.Unfortunately, my greatest fears had come to haunt me in an even worse way than I'd have ever imagined. The Lycans had found me and escaping them was going to be a miracle. I ran as fast as my wolf's legs could carry me through the road, trying not to look back and hoping that they'd stop following me. Every part of my soul screamed at me to stay on high alert but fear and panic kept me moving.I could hear the Lycan voices behind me, taunting me with their laughter heavy with sarcasm, and they rushed forward with a possessive desperation to catch me. My heartbeat pounded loudly in my ears as I dodged and weaved between cars parked along the side of the road. I ran into the road hoping that if I veered hard enough to miss them, I'd be able to slip through and
ChadwickFeeling mentally numb and paralyzed as a result of this shocking blow, I clutched my hands together tightly and tried to stop them from trembling. All I could hear was a ringing in my ears, and the sounds around me were muffled as if I were wearing earplugs. My brain stopped working and my thoughts were blank because what the flying fuck just happened?The very unbelievable image of Ashanti, the woman I fell in love with so deeply and passionately, transforming into a wolf in my presence replayed in my mind.It was scary that this same person I thought I knew was nothing more than a stranger. Blinking fiercely to see if it was all in my head, I leaned against the wall to control the dizzy spells that threatened to consume me. I realized how utterly idiotic I must have looked to Ashanti for not figuring out who she was. But how was I supposed to know? She was more human than any other woman I've ever seen – at least in my perspective - curvy, beautiful, soft.There was nothi
It was impossible to breathe in this airtight van. My nose was stuffed with the thick scent of blood from the bruise on my cheek. I could feel the warm wetness of sweat trickling down my face and neck like water and the taste of iron clung to my tongue.My heart burned with sorrow and wild grief. This was punishment for becoming very relaxed and exposing myself to the public. Two of the abductors sat in front and the third one sat beside me at the back. The driver turned up the van's cassette player, whistling and nodding his head to some noisy metal music that added to the headache that threatened to burst my skull.It didn't help that the bastard over me was so messy, littering the back seat with wrappers and soda cups. I put my hands over my ears and pressed against the window in hopes to block out the thoughts in my head. My irritation grew, but what could I do? I sat there, numb and tried to focus on breathing through my nose and keeping calm.But when the scent of Lycan energy
My father's housekeeper, whose name never stored in my memory, was a middle-aged male. He burst through the door, and the abductors pushed me forward."Look who decided to return to the nest. Princess Ashanti has graced us with her presence, though she needed a bit of... persuading," he said, his jaw slackened in shock, while the house helps behind him whispered among themselves. The housekeeper regained composure before speaking."The king has been quite clear about not wanting any disturbances. But this, this will certainly brighten his day. Good, take us to him, let him see the little runaway we brought home," one of the abductors instructed.The housekeeper had the guts to smile at me and say, "Princess, we've missed you dearly, your return is—" My response was sharp. "In your miserable life, don't you ever use that term on me."The poor guy was shocked at my response but remained quiet. Overhead, abductors laughed at my overreaction.The closer we got to the study, the more my fe
ChadwickHaving no choice but to report to the police, I drove to the station, experiencing a deep and painful sorrow, and hoping that I could get out of this mental fog and find Kira. In the lobby, a glass partition stood before me, creating a barrier between me and the stoic officer who didn't look like he loved his job.I wiped the sweat trickling down my neck with a handkerchief, anxious as fuck."Excuse me," I began, trying to keep my voice steady despite the panic gnawing at my insides. "I need to report a missing person. My girlfriend, Ashanti, has gone missing."The officer looked up, his face mildly inconvenient. "Missing, you say? How long has she been gone?""Six hours,” I replied, my trembling fingers gripping the edge of the desk."Six hours, huh?" The officer drawled, finally setting his magazine aside. "And you're just now reporting this?"I bristled at the question and glared at him with burning reproachful eyes. I knew that losing my temper now was very dangerous so I
AshantiLike a bad joke, Seth Darkwood's second attempt at marrying me was inching closer. The festival had spun for two days. The house was decorated elaborately and the feast could feed the whole Lycan pack. My extended family was here for the traditional pre-wedding party. The maids adorned the hall with marigolds and jasmine. My aunties' outfits were embroidered with gold threads and my uncles were dressed in long togas and joined the feast as the dancing group performed choreographed dances, entertaining the guests. I was dying inside and didn't know what to do. Now that all eyes were on me and security was extra tight, there was no hope to escape. I watched my family and the top members of the Lycan community devour spiced lamb kebabs with biryanis infused with saffron, and an array of dishes and desserts. Everywhere buzzed with excitement and activity. My bitterness grew so big that it almost exploded as I watched everyone have fun. Uncles gathered in the courtyard, playing