SIMONES POV.“I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you that hard.” A warm voice called out to me, and slowly I pushed open my orbs, feeling slight pain in my temples. As the previous occurrence sank into my mind.With a loud scream, I flinched backward, staring at the oddly perfect pretty man standing before me.“I wouldn't hurt you Hectane; don't be scared,” he whispered, assuring me by taking slow steps back from me.“I'm not Hectane , you psycho! What do you want? Why did you take me?” I chorused in confusion; my heart wouldn't stop racing yet, like I had been spellbound not to flinch. I remained in the spot.My gaze settled on his; he had a pair of brown eyes, cat-slit in shape; however, his alluring white hair let down over his shoulders, coupled with his pale face, red lips, and pointy nose, made this man stand out severally.He was tall, slender, had the fragile body build of a woman, fingers long, dainty, looking like they'd never been put to work before.Was he really a man? He lo
GIOVANNI'S POV.“Her lady is asleep, Lord Giovanni." Her chamber maid greeted me as soon as I made my way towards her door. I nodded, waving the maid goodbye before making my way into her room. A smile settled on my lips. I could feel sudden possessiveness and absolute happiness from the pit of my belly seeing my mate in bed asleep; perhaps she had no idea that she was my second chance mate and my first love.Slowly I tiptoed towards the bed, not wanting to take the risk of having her awake, settling down by her side. I brushed across her hair slowly. She mumbled some words before clutching toward me. A soft giggle escaped my lips. She really seemed to be at peace. I could only wonder how she had survived with a fool like Marcel; the mere thought that she would have ended up with someone else irritated me to the core.“I'm sorry,” I whispered, knowing I ought to have approached her a long time, but my patience was my best resolve. We had met years ago; I was older than she was, b
SIMONES POV.“Fuck, you scared me!” I screamed, my heart skipping several beats as soon as I had woken. His face was so close to mine, but seeing it was him and it wasn't some other freaky dream or concussion of mine made me feel relieved.“Won't seeing my pretty face be enough?” He asked in a sly tone, leaning closer to me.“So early, why are you here?” I asked, and once again, pulled off the bed. ”Besides, aren't you meant to be away on some trip or something?” I grumbled beneath my breath,He held my arm in place, pulling me back toward the bed. I had lost my stance,falling right next to him; he was quick to have his arms wrapped around me, snuggling me even closer.“My wife doesn't miss me; she doesn't want to be with me. Do you have any idea how many women would kill to be with me?" He asked, teasing me and being petty just as I expected him to do. I snorted, rolling my eyes at his petty comparison.But then he was right; maybe strangers wouldn't want him, but merely getting his
GIOVANNI'S POV.No, this was wrong; it wasn't meant to go down in this manner.“Unbind me, now,” I ordered Sheila, who bowed in response to my orders. She stormed towards me, grabbing the knife before making her way slowly around the silver rope tied around my wrist. I clenched my teeth, groaning from pain as she undid them.“Leave!” I ordered once more, and she nodded, saying nothing before whisking her way out through the door. A frustrated groan eased across my lips as I settled back in bed, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. With lots of thoughts roaming across my mind.The door opened once again, and Garson made his way into the room with a smug grin settled on his face.“I warned you; I told you this method of yours needed a break... How on earth did she find you?” He asked with a tease, settling into the chair by my side.“Don't tell me you are done gloating and rubbing it into my face; I'm certain you have more to say.” I mumbled beneath my breath, pulling myself off from the bed.
SIMONE’s POV.It was fucking late; my gaze was blurry as tears streamed down my eyes and the cold wind blew past my skin as I hastened my steps. Running as fast as I could, I knew better than walking around, venturing further away from the pack mansion so late at night. I also knew better than to stay all coiled up in my room, suffocating and crying myself to sleep.“Simone, calm down. Running is of no use; get your head together; you are going too far.” My wolf Maya snapped, causing me to stop to a halt; she was right; I was far off from the grounds, and my heart won't stop racing.I felt both physical pain and emotional pain. Giovanni lied to me; he sat there acting like I didn't matter. He had stared at me, rolling shamelessly, making a fool of me. He knew what he seemed to be doing.I felt myself get stung by a cold wave of harsh reality: why was everyone living a happy life and I couldn't?Valerie, who had not worked a single day her entire life, had gotten pregnant for my mate, a
SIMONE'S POV.I should have listened, but my curiosity had gotten the best of me; now I couldn't control the sudden nauseating feeling that wrecked on my nerves, but I could bloody swear it was worth it.Was this how fast hybrids could run? It felt just as if we were jumping into space teleporting; I had seen way too much, and my sight became blurry, but seeing him strip out of his wet clothes before me made my throat hurt.I had swallowed countless times, but this man was appealing to the sight by every inch of his body; his feminine traits complimented him perfectly, from his ears, lips, and nose. Damn! Even his eyebrows and lashes looked sexy as hell, better than mine.I loved it! He was attractive.“Wanna touch?” he asked, casually glancing in my direction. I averted my gaze, realizing it was the second time. Could this be considered cheating? I want to be sure of the stats, yet given how poorly Giovanni has treated me, I could say we were even no matter what I did.“I was not sta
SIMONE'S POV.We sat across from each other, the dining room seemed quite spacious. He seemed to enjoy watching me; with each bite from the toast and scrambled eggs he prepared for me, I could hear my heart beating so fast.Yet he would not steer off his gaze, he was watching, and he didn't bother making it discreet; he enjoyed seeing how frail and anxious I was. I could feel my palms getting all sweaty, and at that moment I wondered if staying in the pack house curled up in my bed and crying over Giovanni was actually worth a shot.“You don't like the food?” He asked out of the blue, tilting his head slightly, a piece of toast dangling between his finger “It's fine, but I guess I don't have much of an appetite.” I responded, knowing well I had spoken the truth.“Really? “, he asked, still Gazing in my direction, I shook my head, nodding on.“Do I make you uncomfortable, Simone? He asked once more, something about the way he called out my name, hinting at some sort of exclamation, on
GIOVANNI’S POV.She was absent from her room, but she wasn't missing. I knew that because she had been reading up on hybrids, had a bite mark on her lips, and lied to me about it, but most of all, I knew because he left a letter just like he always did; this wasn't the first time the bastard had done this.He did this with Hayley too, and he was doing it with simone as well, daring me on purpose, but ill be sure to fucking make him pah, i swear by my life.The window creaked, a strong gust of wind blowing past; in the batting of an eyelash, Simone was laid on the bed, asleep, his scent was heavy round her.I raised my gaze in the direction of the window; only to see him seated, relaxed against the frame, hair let down on his shoulders, his pale skin reflecting pure perfection, the moon complimenting every feature of his.He looked just as he had done nine years ago, not looking like he aged a day, that bloody bastard!.“I see you have indeed grown some balls; how dare you?” I aske
GIOVANNI'S POV.My mate was dead. I killed her. I came to terms with it, and what else could I do After ripping off the only woman whom I adored. Worshipped and obsessed about into shreds? Not much, I admitted. Which was why I was stuck in this case. The bumpy roads unsettling me the more, I passed a pivotal gaze at Garson who was seated right by my side, his eyes out the window, but his mind was probably miles away.Fine, this was awkward…matter of fact, the entire week had been, after the confession we made that night,It pulled me out of whatever black hole I was spiraling into, and as much as I tried to act like nothing had happened, I realised I was only making things worse.“It was all a long time anyways; I don't love you anymore.”. Garson explained frankly. Staring me in the eye before we started the drive.I didn't see him in that light; he was my best buddy, and I straight up didn't give a damn about his sexuality but with my dead mate, the pack troubles had been weighing
.SIMONE'S POVThe pain of his fangs buried in my wrist dissolved into a pleasure so profound it was almost intoxicating. His tongue darted across the sensitive skin, lapping up every drop as though it was the only thing keeping him alive. My chest rose and fell erratically, my breath shallow, my heart pounding like a war drum in my ears. "Lazaro…" I whispered his name, unsure whether it was a plea to stop or to keep going. My free hand gripped the edge of the table behind me for support, but even the cold, solid surface couldn’t ground me. His gaze lifted from my wrist to meet mine, and for a moment, I forgot to breathe. Those sapphire eyes were darker now, eclipsed by hunger and something else—something primal, untamed, and utterly consuming. "You're trembling," he said, his voice rough, barely more than a growl. His lips brushed against my wrist as he spoke, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down my spine.I wanted to deny it, to tell him I was fine, but my body betrayed m
.SIMONE'S POV A soft, feathery touch grazed past my ears; I mumbled inaudible gibberish, groaning from the ticklish feeling against my skin.“Awake yet?” His soft voice called out to me; I grumbled, closing my eyes shut for a brief moment.My body shook; I tossed from side to side, finally pushing open my eyes to meet with the set of blue ones I had come to get used to.“Lazaro... not now; I slept bloody late. I don't think you should have woken me yet “. I complained. Acting like the spoilt brat I suddenly was,I pushed myself off to the edge of the bed, his eyes following every single direction of mine, a light smirk strapped to the sides of his lips.“I'm sorry, you were… well… crying in your sleep.” Just when he spoke, I noticed the beads of tears rolling off my cheeks slowly; I brushed my fingers past them, wiping them off. I shied away from his gaze, standing toward the curtains to push them open.He doesn't say anything; he watches in silence. Nothing. None of us had said a s
GIOVANNI'S POV.3 MONTHS LATER.“Cut the bullshit!” Garson yelled, storming into the room, grabbing the bottle off my grasp, glaring at me, but I said nothing. I remained in the chair, half drunk, my eyes half closed shut, humming in low tones, rocking the chair back and forth, my eyes staring up into the night sky, dark cloudy, full of stars… the cold wind brushing past my skin.What in the bloody hell is wrong with you? You didn't have it this bad when Hayley died, so what's so special? It's been three months. Get over it,” he yelled again. I couldn't blame him; in fact, I could, but I didn't want to. I glanced sideways; I could see that he still has men stationed right outside my door, just like he did everywhere I went. “Or what? You'll kill me? Murder me? Make my life way worse?” I asked. Biting into my cheeks, and then on my lips, he groaned, running his hand into his hair, fuck, he was frustrated as hell, and so was I…“Too bad my life is pretty fucked up. I'm sorry to disap
GIOVANNI'S POV.A strong string pulled at my heart. A tightening sensation, I couldn't breathe. I tried to move, but nothing came. Then darkness, and then I fell. I wouldn't stop falling, down and down. Towards the end of a bottomless pit, my breaths were erratic, mismatched; it was getting harder for me. Then it came down, dawning on me with great force: I was in pain; I was scared. Those were the first two emotions that registered towards my senses.I pushed open my eyes, panting heavily, drawing out loud breaths that were more than necessary. My body was soaked from sweat. I was in bed, but then my eyes trailed off to the huge brown ones staring at me. “Garson...," I called out slowly. I blacked out; I remember now, it was my wedding night, the curse had started, and then, nothing... it poofed into thin air; I couldn't make sense of any other thing.“Fuck... Simone, where is she?” My mind was blurred, my heart squeezed tight in my chest; I couldn't think well; my memory was all f
GIOVANNI'S POV.The image pushed me over the edge.I came deep inside her, moaning louder than I meant to. My head was in the clouds, and my cock released as much cum as possible. I wanted to fill her to the brim. I wanted there to be so much of my seed that it came spilling out when I pulled out. I’d never allowed myself this kind of satisfaction with a woman, to be as dark as I wanted without judgement or distaste. She knew exactly what I was and used it to her advantage. My upper lip was swollen and red from the bites she had given, and when I kissed her, I tasted her own salt on my tongue. I always kissed her when I was finished, silently telling her how much I enjoyed being inside her. I slowly pulled out, my cock softening now that I was satisfied. My cum dripped out of her and splashed onto the floor—just as I fantasised about. “Fuck.” I kept her legs around my waist and felt my cock harden all over again. I wanted to add more to the pile. I wanted her to have more than she
GIOVANNI'S OOV.I paced around in my room, my temples soaked from sweat, chills running down my spine with every passing second, both my arms crossed over each other, locked behind my back, the door opened, and Garson came in, looking equally as worried as I was.“It's almost time,” he finally announced. I shrugged, running my fingers into my hair, my eyes against huge curtain drapes, and the mirrors, it was dawn already, and the moon would rise in a few hours.“Remember, you have just two to three hours maximum, so spend time in the halls, say the vows, go on the lovely night, and meet down in the cave.” Garson asked, reaching for a tissue, he wiped off my sweats, adjusted my bows, and turned me to stare at my reflection in the mirror.My fingers crawled up from my messy hair, which Garson was now tending to, down towards my face. My chest, and then my arms, looked like the spitting image of perfection.“You look good; you worked so hard for this, Giovanni. Don't let anything stop yo
LAZAROS POV.“Took you long enough.” I slurred out, blowing off invisible speckles from my nails, relaxing my back against the bark of a tree.“I'm sorry, I had a little bit of an issue.” she responded, glancing at me, with a frown.“So, what's the news?” I asked, leaning even closer, my fingers trailing over her chin.“He asked me to leave” she responded, a loud whimper coursed through her lips as my claws pierced at her collarbone.“but I found something else.” She asserted in haste, I dug them even deeper into her collarbone, blood oozing off the spot as she whined from pain.“So? What did you find out?” I asked in response, staring at her misery-filled eyes.“She's the moon healer, the one you've both been searching for, that goddamn mate of his is the answer to everything,” she responded.panting heavily trying hard to catch her breath.“Very well then, you have proven to be useful.” I responded, pulling my claws out of his collarbone; she let out an even louder whimper, panti
GIOVANNI'S POV.“Easy boy, easy. She slurred, reaching for my shirt. I grabbed her hands, tossing her over to the floor in anger. “sex? Is that what you think this is about?” I asked, staring intently at her; she sighed, whispering inaudible gibberish beneath her words.“Oh please, get the fuck away from me, you bastard! You think that's what this is all about? Your fiancé is a moon healer. Do you know what exactly it means?” Hayley asked. her wrist wrapped around my neck.“Get off me, Hayley!” I threatened in a hoarse voice, but she didn't flinch.“If you don't, how about I spell it out for you? “she asked, leaning toward my earlobes. “It means she'll die. Once they find out about her, I'm sure she won't live another day. They'll come for her, and you know it too.”I grabbed her by the throat, clasping my palms around her, yet a smile remained on the sides of her lips.“How on earth?" Snap my neck, would you? Out of us both, out of this misery of seeing you try so hard to remain c