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I woke up feeling tired. Last night was hard for me. I couldn't sleep knowing that he was right next to me. I craved him so badly that I wanted to touch myself, but he was there with me. His sharp air intake reminded me he was still wide awake, lying in only his boxers. His scent smelled so heavenly, driving me crazy. I lay on my back, not ready to get out of bed. I turn and stare at him. His eyes are closed, and part of his hair has fallen on his face. I want to reach forward to move it, but I stop myself. My gaze falls on his delicious lips, and the desire to climb over him and fuck him senseless is very tempting. I need a cold shower. It will take away my sexual desire. I look at him one last time, and his eyes snap open. His eyes are dark and dangerous as they fall on my cleavage. " Good morning," he says, his voice a hoarse whisper. I contemplate answering him. His behavior from a few nights ago still annoys me. " Morning," I say quickly and turn away from him. I hop out of
Elara" Princess," he warns." You said what is yours is mine. So, I want to drive MY car, " " That's not what I mean. You won't-" I raise my hand to stop him from speaking. I sashay towards the vintage car. I open the door and glance at Zuriel. He is watching me. Is that worry on his face? I ignore him and enter the car with a satisfied smile. It is a pretty car, and it smells so good, too. I inhale and start the engine, ready to drive this bad baby, but my smile disappears when I see it's a manual. I don't know how to drive a gearstick.' This is what he meant when he said you can't drive it,' Ara says, laughing at me. ' Not helping, Ara!' I can't go out now after rudely shutting him up. I'm so ashamed. I rest my forehead on the steering wheel, thinking about what to do next. "That is what I meant. I know you didn't learn to drive a stick," I lift my gaze and face him. He bent his neck to speak to me through the window. I glare at him. He has an amused smirk on his lips, and my
Zuriel looks at the woman coming towards us with estimation. She is stunning with brown hair and high cheekbones. She has honey-brown eyes that look at my husband with fondness. I feel a growl leaving my chest, and I instinctively move closer to Zuriel, holding his hand. I'm surprised when he lifts my hand and brings it to his lips, kissing it quickly. The woman stands in front of me and bows her head politely. " Hello, Princess Elara," " Hello to you," I look up at Zuriel for an introduction, but he doesn't say a word. " Zuriel, I was informed you are. Is everything alright?" she asks with concern in her gaze. I hate how she looks at him. " Yes, Elara, got in a minor accident," he told her. The woman's gaze travels to me and frowns," Are you alright, dear?" " Yes, I am. He just overreacted. My husband thinks I'm made of glass," I smile, staring at Zuriel. I greatly desire to show this woman that Zuriel is my husband. Mine. I'm claiming my territory. " Oh, that's a relief," "
Connor. The past few months have been unbearable for me. I'm in the Autumn moon pack, Elara's pack. I've been stalking her like a crazy man. I'm a crazy man. I want her back. I shouldn't have rejected her. I should have found another way to get my revenge without involving her. As luck would have it, a woman approached me a week ago after she noticed me stalking my mate. Her name is River. She is Zuriel's ex-girlfriend. River wants to get Zuriel back, so we are the perfect allies. She gives me details about their marriage as she lives with them. We have one goal in common: to separate Zuriel and Elara. " They are having trouble in their marriage. They are barely talking," River says, staring at me with her light-penetrating gaze. River is a cunning woman and will do anything to get Zuriel back. We are at a café, discussing our next move. " Remind me again why you left this man you claim to love," I ask. " That's none of your business. What's the plan now?" she snaps. I stare at
Kuka Island is, as always, beautiful. People are friends, but today, I want no interaction with anyone. Leaving the village, I go deeper into a clearing with tall trees and greens where my family cabin is. The cabin is isolated, so we can shift without scaring the locals. I get a key in the hiding spot and unlock the house. It is just as it was when we were here last time. Someone comes to clean it once a week.I go upstairs to my bedroom and take a shower. I change into a maxi dress and then go outside. I walk a mile from the cabin and discover the beach. I sit on one of the large rocks in my thoughts. I hear nothing but the crashing sound of the water against the land. It is peaceful here. I'm in a state of tranquility.I close my eyes, enjoying myself. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up, it was almost dark. The weather has changed as the wind rustles the leaves in the nearby woods. I stagger to my feet when I see a silhouette of a man." Who's there?" I ask. I gasp
ZurielHer scream rings in my ears as we reach the cabin. I run towards her pained voice at lightning speed, and what I see has me shaking in anger. A fucker is hovering over my mate. I rip him off her and pounce on him. Fucking Connor. I growl at him. My wolf fuses with my dragon's side. I feel my eyes change color to a deadly one. I see fear in his eyes. Good, I want him to be scared. To feel terror for what's to come. I want to kill him for touching my wife, for all the hurt he has caused her. He tries to attack me, but I dodge his tragic attacks. He tries to punch me, but I catch his fist. I hit him repeatedly, blood gushing from his face to mine, but still, I didn't stop. I'm enraged. I feel Bruce touch me, but I push him away with more strength than I intended, and he goes crashing into a tree. " He marked her, Dude!" Bruce screams. I pause and look back at Elara. She is on the ground, and her friend has her in her arms. Elara has never looked paler. Her eyes are barely open,
ElaraI feel hot in my body, and everything hurts, but the pain in my neck is unbearable. I slowly open my eyes to a pink room. It is my sister's room in the cabin. How did I get here? For a moment, I don't recall events that transpired last night. I move, but someone is spooning me from behind. I feel panic, but it goes away when I smell Zuriel's delicious scent. I see a flash of Zuriel carrying me last night. Why was he?' That bastard Connor marked us?' Ara growls, and I flinch. My blood runs cold. My hands fly to my burning neck, and I gasp as everything that happened comes back to me. He marked me! He forcefully marked me! " You're awake. How do you feel?" Zuriel's voice is panicked. He sits up straight, facing me. His hand touches my forehead. " Does your head hurt?" he asks. I feel tears brimming in my eyes, and they fall. He hovers and carefully hugs me, ensuring his weight doesn't crush me. His hug is warm and tender. " I'm sorry about everything that happened, my little
He is looking at me, his eyes cautious. " I want to see him," I say, holding his breath. What is he thinking? " I just want him to accept my rejection, and you can throw him in jail," I clarify. He seems relieved to hear that. What was he thinking?" He's outside. However, he refuses to accept your rejection," Bruce says. I hate Connor, and my anger towards him grows when I hear that. I clench my jaw. " So, what'll happen now?" I ask, worry lacing my voice. " Don't worry. He will accept your rejection, or he'll live his pathetic life in constant torture," Zuriel says. He seems determined. My hand flies to the constantly itching mark on my neck. " And this?" Zuriel runs a hand through his hair, a little hesitant. Why is he hesitant now? " My mother says the old mark will fade away once you are marked by another man you accept," he answers. My heart is still for a moment. Zuriel is the man I accept. He's the one I want. However, is he ready for that kind of commitment to me? If we