MATTHEW’S POV:-That man, Kyle, I could smell him openly. He was right here, in our mansion. How dare he step into our houses after making my mama cry and threatening us? I must do something. Think, Matthew, think! What could you do? What could a kid of my age do? I was trembling in fright, my body felt weak, my heart was thumping against my ribcage. I was not strong, I was scared to death.I was all talk, in the real situation, I found myself so weak until Anthony called me.“Matthew…”“I know.” I cut him off angrily.“What should we do? Shall we hide or fight him?” “Can you not feel? He is extremely strong. We will die,” I whispered, holding my shirt worriedly.My mind was hazy, I failed to find a solution to help us. Suddenly finding myself so useless. All my talks were a failure. I failed.I couldn’t do anything… “Say something, Matthew, I am scared,” Anthony whispered.Making a crying face and for a moment, I believed going down would worsen things.“Mama has Maddie with he
DENZEL’S POV:-“That ends the group of invaders,” I announced.Hunting each of them down myself, ripping their lives out with my claws and transforming back after being done.Sweating rolling down my forehead as I wiped the blood on me, taking off my shirt to reduce the heat rising in my body, I was highly exhausted.‘It isn’t usual, I had caused more destruction than this. Is this because of Eliana’s agony?’ I thought in bewilderment.Noticing how I was panting, wearing the shirt back when my sweat dried down.Everyone sighed in relief while tending to the injured ones as I was deep in pondering.My heart felt constricted, I could feel a tension in my chest but I was more focused on eradicating the pests roaming around.Killing them myself was necessary.“Dammit…” To engrave the terror of my name into their souls and never forget who I used to be and how terrifying I could be.“The area is secured.” Lucas informed me, sighing in relief that we managed to subdue this unexpected attack
Highly disturbed at the condition of my family, my mate not being here, the eye of my one son hurt terribly and a traumatized boy. My eyes were hollow, anguish was burning in my chest. The wrath was flaring rapidly as I was waiting for my son to recover before taking another step, much harsher than before.‘That asshole will pay, how dare he,’ I thought furiously, a tear glistening in the corner.We were in another mansion because ours was burned from many places and the recovery cost me a lot.Matthew was sleeping, Anthony was in my lap, hugging me close.“Papa, don’t leave me,” He whispered, tiny hands holding me hopelessly.“I am not going anywhere, my boy, I am here,” I whispered, kissing the top of his head.He was burning from fever, the fear took a toll on him, not leaving my shirt as I was holding him against my chest with him sitting on my laps.Obviously it won’t cover for the motherly warmth he required but I did my best.Keeping him firmly against me, humming while I was
I was staying with my sons for the night, being with them to help them relax so that I was here and they could sleep.It might take a few months for our mansion to be rebuilt so we had to live in this place. I resented the thought of allowing any traumatic experience to ruin their lives. For fuck’s sake, they were only five as I hoped they forget whatever happened in their upcoming years.‘Please keep my home safe from an evil eye,’ I prayed hopelessly, spending the night with them.The next morning, I did some formalities with the cops.Paid for the loss, handled a few meetings, not leaving my boys side for a heartbeat, Anthony was following my shadow as Matthew was on the bed.I was downstairs with Anthony who asked innocently.“What are you going to do now, Papa?”“You don’t have to worry about it, son, I will get Mama back,” I whispered.Placing my hand over his head as he hummed, hugging me.As we were in the hall, I was immersed in my unwanted thoughts, gathering my perception
ELIANA’S POV:-With my body throbbing in pain, I could feel my wounded wrists were chains as I was lying on a mattress in a dark, dusty room. All I remembered before passing out was that Kyle was banging on my sons’ door and as I endeavored to stop him.He hit me so hard that I lost consciousness and had no idea what he did to my sons.“Argh…” Groaning in pain, my eyes blinked, adjusting to the darkness as I prayed desperately for their safety.‘Please be safe, please,’ My heart skipped a beat in dread while cursing that asshole Kyle in my heart for lying to us and using a cheap trick to capture me. I had no idea what he did after knocking me out, if my sons were safe, if my house was safe, if Maddie was safe or not.And here I was, kidnapped and disturbed. And surprisingly, I was not worried for myself but my children, for my home, for Denzel.I was done being frightened of Kyle.He couldn’t be worse than he already was, he had ruined my life already. “Shit,” I cursed when my
‘Are my sons okay?’My Denzel was trapped in an emotional turmoil, I could feel it under my fingernails that he was emotionally distressed and depressed.‘Oh my boys, please be fine,”My throat dried in anticipation.His level of constriction was worrying me to perceive if he was okay or not, if my sons or home were fine or not.“Everything will be okay, I am sure of it,” I whispered to myself.Maybe the ambush took a toll on his mental health. I didn’t want to think of horrible outcomes honestly.I just wanted to escape this dark room, waiting for my Denzel to save me.As I was lost in my thoughts, looking out of the window, hugging my knees close to my chest, the creaking sound of the door being opened came.“Still waiting for your mate?” Smirking dryly at his mocking tone, I didn’t bother to glance and taunted him as well.“Still waiting for your demise?”He scoffed, coming closer and sitting on the edge of the mattress. A disruption rose in me but I held it back and affixed my e
DENZEL’S POV:-I had lost her against the card of fates, in an almost irrecoverable way but there was no way I would let this happen again.She was essential to my existence and to find her, I would reach the depths of hell. “Did you think you could hurt my son, burn my home and I will let you go, huh!?”After forcefully taking over his domain and marking my name there, I kept their damn alpha in my prison for the past few days. “This is your place, below me!” “... Whatever you say… you still lost,”“SHUT UP!” To remind him of his pathetic place. He was below me, he was no match before me in the first place.It took me a night to end him and his pack for what he did to my territory. “Where is she, asshole?!”But, what I did not expect was Eliana’s disappearance. I couldn’t feel her anymore which was strange. She was alive- that I knew- Where? I had no idea.He had vanished from this domain like she never existed and disturbed about her wellbeing, I had kept Kyle imprisoned.“Whe
What. The. Hell?Tears brimmed, heartbeats diminished, bodily functions stopped.I blinked a few times to see if I heard this ridiculous statement right or not. It pierced my heart when she so innocently asked me.As if we hadn't shared a deep connection, a long bond of companionship.“Come again?” My question came out weakly. Tilting my head in the opposite direction, lips quivering with a heavily unbearable sensation.She was my dream of tomorrow, my happily ever after.Why did Armiz do this to me?“I am sorry, do I know you?” Eliana asked in a nervous chuckle, glancing at Armiz who was simply indulging in my stunned reaction, flaring my blazing heart.“What the fuck is this, Armiz?” Growling at his nonchalance, at his audacity of hitting me where it hurts, always.He was punishing me more than my crime.“Denzel, come on,” Ignoring my panting, an anguished state with that proud smirk plastered on his face that he had no regret for his deeds and it hurt me.How could he do this t