Chapter 2

Chapter 2

My eyes flapped open, my surrounding obscured to my vision. I squeezed my eyes tight reopening them, bidding for a clearer sight to where I was.

A sharp pain tossed through my head. “Argh,” I winced groaning in a light voice from how deep the pain hit, moving my left hand to touch the spot only to be pulled back.

It felt restricted and the shackles that held the hand in place finalized the guess. All that bothers me cleared off at once as I take in my surroundings.

I was in an empty room with just holes at the upper side of the wall that had moon rays shunning through and giving a little brightness to the darkness that enveloped the room.

I was on the floor and my hands were on a restraint of big metal shackles that kept my movement hindered.

I tried to remember how I got here, but my mind was too troubled to make a piece together.

I remember I was going back to the pack, and then I had an accident. Yes!…..

I had an accident that was caused by someone intentionally, I saw the manly figure stopping my car before passing out.

Who took me? Was I kidnapped? By who?

I did nothing to get on anyone’s bad side. We kept a clean profile throughout our stay in the human realm.

Even Ashley, my high school nemesis, I never treated her fuck up like I promised. How then am I in this situation?

Battling with my thought, my ears picked the sound of an approaching footsteps, my head lifted from the solemn bent to the closed entrance anticipating for whoever that is coming.

My eyes keened on the doorway, and suddenly a tingle ran up my body. My wolf spun inside of me, she was angry with me and haven’t spoken a word or anything to me since I decided I’m going to chose Ridley as my mate and not wait for my fated because of my feelings for him. She hated him, and her reasons were never justified.

My nose sniffled, an unfamiliar scent filling my sense of smell that rushed into senses.

My wolf had smell it too, I can feel her reaction as she spun wide inside of me. The unfamiliar whiff intensified in the air, and it pushed my senses into overdrive. It was a rich, rosy smell, laced with vanilla, a sweet smell I'd never smell before- something wild, and strangely alluring, breathtaking if I’m adding.

Slowly, I restrict the urge to jump and break through this shackles so I could chase the scent; but the footsteps approached closer. The metal door was then pushed open, in the shadows, the manly figure stirred with his height and hugeness in size, he stepped inside further into the room.

My heart skipped a beat when I saw him. His handsome face, his shimmering eyes in the darkness- I felt an instant recognition and connection.

It teared up hot and heated inside of me, scouring deep in my system. It was anonymous, and so different to what I have ever felt in my life.

He came closer, a wave of warmth and peace rolling over me seeing him standing a feet away from my restrained self. My wolf’s instincts rejoiced inside of me, and my body tuned to the happiness seeming to remember a time before this one- as though our souls recognized each other from a previous life. It was a soulmate like pull.

In my head, my wolf had said, I taking the liberty to spew it out. “Mate.”

He stooped downward to my level, the urge to jump forward and fall into his embrace overwhelming me. He smirked, a very hot and seductive one that shaped his pretty lips to something that craves my tongue.

“You’re awake.” A deep voice, rough and hard like I have never heard before. Scary to the ear, stilling my system into an icy shills that waved back and forth all over me.

He had said nothing to the first word I uttered to him. His sexy face keeping me distracted from seeing the situation I’m in.

His hand lifted up the thigh they were placed- I could only imagine the look on my face right now. The muscular palm gracing my cheek.

The touch igniting a spark, that sent a bolt of electricity coursing through me, and to the touch all my worries seemed to melt away. He rubbed softly on my cheek, the air around us seemed to sparkle, sizzling with tension and sprung right to life, and the scent that had me in this state lingered in the background- the beautiful, mysterious scent of my mate.

“Who are you?” I had manage to ask again, awed by the sound of my voice myself. It was low, almost like a moan, an outcome of what his touch had reflected in my body.

The smirk on his face returned, popping his face back into the face no female would see without tearing themselves up for him to have in an instant. Thanks to the shackles, I was in control- albeit I was desperately wishing for freedom so I could jump and feel every bit of his magnificent touch.

“I am your mate.” He responded, the sound of his voice reeling through my senses and almost collecting a moan from my lips to how deep he sounded. I had bite on my lips to stop myself from committing the shameless act.

I never knew a deep baritone voice could turn me on or affect me like this until today. Until this very moment I wanted him to call my name, to do things to me with his voice whispering into my ears.

“Why am I here? Why do you have me?”

Just so I could hear his voice one more time, I asked more questions, knowing his response would be flat and plain, in a way a hard smack would hit my nerve, the nerve that keep me together and tight- I would loosen straight to nothing hearing him speak again.

“Which shall I answer first, Mate?”

My core dampened, I hadn’t notice the heat until it throbbed with liquid, wet liquid that showered my entrance with need for his attention.

I couldn’t believe myself at the moment. I have betrayed myself woefully and I could not control it- In fact I wish for more.

His voice was my weakness, my main point and I wonder for how long I will survive him.

I couldn’t care about my abduction anymore after his entrance. I suddenly like that I was kidnapped, not only did I meet my heavenly gorgeous mate; but I found a new sexual tension to survive with. I was somehow thankful to the moon goddess for not giving me Ridley Collins like I wanted, instead bestow to me the gorgeous man to court me throughout the rest of my life.

“Who are you? Answer that first.” I told him, impatiently anticipating for him to respond so his voice could conceived my hearing.

“Ever heard of the Mysterious Lycan King?”

My blood went cold at his response, or a question. My system stifled up and all I was feeling coming to an abrupt stop.

Who did he indirectly call himself….?