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Daniel used his phone to find another restaurant for us. He was mad that I hadn't told him I was in love with Killian. Oh, goddess, if only he knew I was still in love with Killian, except this time, my feelings are more substantial. That's why I'm gripped to Daniel's side. Maybe if I focused on him, I wouldn't think about Killian. We had finished eating and walked home. I grabbed his hand, pleased he didn't revolt against my touch. Once we reached home, Daniel kissed me and went to his room. He held my arm and got on my tiptoes, kissing his lips. " I'm sorry," I said quietly. " It's alright, love," he murmurs against my mouth. I kissed his neck, and he smiled, grabbing my ass and lifting me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him again. He grins, eyeing me intently, his eyes dark with lust. He kissed my neck, and his hands touching my skin made me shiver. However, knowing that Killian was somewhere in this house, nothing felt right about being touched by him l
My eyes opened the following morning to feature like kisses on my shoulder, and I smiled, recalling what happened last night. Killian said he loved me! I turned around, and he kissed me deeply before I could open my mouth. I answered his kiss, and when we pulled away, I caressed his stubble, " So, it wasn't a dream," I murmur. " No, it wasn't," he smiled, kissing my cheek. I laid on my back, arm over face. " What is it, Layla?" he asked concerned. " I need to talk to Dan and our parents," I sighed. " We'll talk to them together," he said. I smiled slightly at him. I was a little nervous. I rolled off the bed and kissed him as I went to take a shower. When I left the shower ten minutes later, Killian wasn't there. I went to my closet, put on a dress and pumps, fixed my hair, and then went to Daniel's room. I knocked three times, but there was no answer. I pushed the door open and stepped in. " Daniel?" The bed was already made, and his things were gone from the closet. I
I, alpha Connor Tomson, reject you, Elara Silvius, as—" he stops, and a wicked smile forms on his full lips. I won't reject you. You'll carry around the bond and get to suffer with it. It is payback for what your mother did to my sister," he sneers. Am I imagining this? What the fuck is happening right now. I can't speak. I'm too shocked. The room is spinning, and my heart is pounding against my chest. I finally open my mouth to speak, " But why?" my voice is a whisper. " Didn't you fucking hear me?" Alpha Connor is annoyed now. " I- I did, but why are you rejecting me? We mated," I say, looking around his suite. Our clothes clattered on the floor. He took my virginity! He walks towards me coldly, his face stoic. I'm going crazy with perplexity. Yesterday was the mating ball in the pack, and unmated wolves from different packs came to my pack, the Autumn Moon, hoping to find a prospective bride or mate. I wasn't expecting to find mine, but I did. It was Alpha Connor. He was
Connor I've spent years plotting against the Silvius family for what they did to my sister. Alpha Rhaegar Silvius. The King of the werewolf race promised her marriage, but as soon as he found his mate, he rejected and humiliated her. He threw her in the dungeons, and later, his mate, the Queen, killed my sister. She didn't deserve what happened to her. Juliana was kind and only wanted love from a bastard who didn't deserve it. I was only a child when this happened, but I saw the destruction it caused us. They cut us off financially. We still had money, but barely. My mother was stricken with grief, and it got worse when my grandfather died, and I had to take over. I was pleased then because I wanted it, unlike my grandfather, who didn't want retribution. I needed it. I worked hard and did odd jobs, betrayed my kind just for money to keep my pack running. I plotted the death of the Silvius. However, it was hard. They are wealthy and influential. No one would dare go against them. So,
Elara "Baby! Kill that bitch, she almost killed me!" the woman who insulted me exclaims. Babe? They are in a relationship that stings, especially with how she holds him. Her arm is around her waist as she cries. Connor notices my eyes on the woman's arm around him, and he scoffs. A smirk on his lips. He holds her waist. "Connor, tell me you will punish this woman!" she cries, looking to him for assurance. He kisses her lips and cups her face. "Of course," He was fucking doing that TO HURT ME. I hide my feelings of hurt and keep my face neutral. "I, Elara Silvius, reject you, alpha Connor, as my mate and alpha," I say calmly. Collective gasps erupt from the crowd, and they begin speaking amongst themselves. I watch Connor swallow, and he clutches his jaw in anger. What did he expect? That I will stay after the bullshit he did? He holds his chest in discomfort, and a moment of silence goes by when he speaks. "I reject your rejection. You're my mate, and you'll stay here and pay f
Zuriel. 'It is your duty to strengthen and protect the dragon empire,' my father's voice resounds. 'Zuriel, you're my son and the stability of this empire. Your power, this precious gift of yours, will win us many victories. We shall occupy all the West and be the strongest supernatural to exist. You will do it,' His voice makes me shudder, and the sinister look in his eyes makes me see how truly mad he is. The mad king, the power-hungry king. 'I - I don't want to do it. P- people will die,' I finally find my voice. Six-year-old me could only shift his gaze to the ground when he got up from his throne. He is angry at me for speaking out against his glorious plans for the empire. I should know better. I shouldn't anger him, or he will hit Mom again. I shouldn't have spoken. SLAP. Mom gasps and rushes to me, but I shake my head and quickly stand up. If she helps me up, he'll hit her, too. My mom is worried. Father walks up to her and tucks a strand of her hair behind th
"The little wolf princess?" Mother nods. What do they mean fucking missing? Elara, I say her name silently, Princess Elara Silvius. "Yes, she found her mate and went with him, only leaving her family a message," she sighs. Rage. I feel RAGE and my fist clenches. She found her mate and left just like that? What kind of an idiot is she? She is impulsive and has her head in the clouds. "They don't know which pack she went to. They sent men to find her to no avail," Mom continues. I feel an anger bubble inside me. That girl has always been so capricious since she was a kid. She thinks life is adventure and rainbows. She's fucking pathetic. She doesn't understand that she is a pure white wolf, one of a kind and that the crown's enemies are after her. There are all sorts of myths surrounding her wolf. Others believe they shall live forever or have more power if they drink the blood. All nonsense myths, but she is special. Protection has always been tight around her since she got
I close my eyes and think about Elara. Her perfect face plays in my head. It's like seeing a blurry vision, yet sure it's where she is. I follow the dusty road until we reach the highway and back to a gravel road. Within two hours, I get the pack where the little Princess is. Without waiting for security to let me in the pack, I go straight to the alpha's mansion. They are chasing my car and trying to stop me. When I stopped in front of a mansion, I hit one wolf with my vehicle. He shouldn't have stood before me. I get out, growling menacingly at the guard wolves. My aura makes them whimper. Wolves are powerful creatures, but dragons are more powerful and intimidating, and our aura oppresses them. I walk inside and down to the backyard. The Princess' scent is more intense and more enticing to my wolf. Has she always smelt like this? I wonder. I stop when I see an alpha man glaring at the pool. He's too engrossed to notice me. I glimpse what he's watching. It's her, the Little