Esmy's Pov
"Are you okay?"
The man stepped out of the car and instantly I could feel my legs shaking.
My eyes widened and the crinkling of my brows tightened the skin of my forehead as I stood there anxiously staring at this stranger.
When he stride towards me the air suddenly became filled with the sweet smell of lavender. The closer he got, the more intensified the aroma of lavender. I could feel my legs struggling as it took few step closer to this man unable to wait for him to cover the gap between us.
I could hear the pounding of my heart, and it's erratic beating as though it was coming to a clunking stop. I was drawn to this man, like he was a magnet and I-the iron.
It was as though I was standing before someone that meant the world to me, someone I've just met but felt as though he was the missing piece of myself I've been yearning for.
This feeling is strange!
"Are you alright?" He held my hands as he stares into my eyes. Instantly, he bent on a knee, and his eyes were trailing my body to see if I was hurt. When he couldn't find any bruises he looked up at me, in a split moment I could see a glint of familiarity gulping down his throat as his lips tightened.
"Who are you?" I could barely hide the fear of uncertainty that hovered me, nor could I cling to his familiar smell that was pulling me closer to him, making me more vulnerable than I already was.
His brows furrowed as he slowly stood on his feet and said, "This is not the place. What were you doing in the middle of the road?"
'This is not the place?'
My eyes narrowed deeper, I was least concerned about his question, it was that which he held I was curious about, yet I found myself struggling to ask a question.
I could barely feel my lips as all that clouded my mind wasn't just this strange feeling that was exciting but the fact that he might actually recognize me.
"Come with me." He held my hand in his and instantly I could feel my whole body shivering to his touch.
He led me out of the road, straight-back to the front of the grocery shop, then he looked at me and said, "Wait here!"
I nodded with impulse, like I never want to argue with this man.
He went back to his car and parked it by the shop, then he walked back to me and took me to the coffee shop just right opposite.
....
I sat down, watching him as he ordered coffee, in few minutes he was done and seated right opposite the table-
"Here is coffee, it will help calm your nerve."
"Thank you." I was finally able to speak. "Who are you?" I asked again, burdened by this feeling of familiarity.
"Apparently, I'm your mate." His eyes squinted and suddenly it was ripped off every emotions, like he felt nothing, and I-I understood nothing.
"Mate?" I asked with great curiosity as I stared deeply into his eyes.
"Yes!" He nodded and sipped from his coffee, then he looked into my curious eyes and then said-
"I am not pleased with you, and hereby reject you as my mate."
"Excuse me, what are you blabbering about? What do you mean by I'm your mate?" I asked in fury, but this man only scoffed, staring at me like I was some dullard.
"You don't know what you are?" His eyes narrowed further as he moves his shoulders on the table, and his neck a bit elongated from earlier.
He looked straight into my eyes as he said, "We are wolves."
"You aren't serious right?" I scoffed, thinking he must be playing a prank but when he leans back straight on his chair it suddenly hit me-
I am indeed a wolf!
As I gasp in fear of my own self, I felt my fingers slowly sharpening out, longer and darker like it did before.
My lips started mumbling in fright and I was just a second away from yelping out but suddenly I felt the strangers hands on mine, and he looked at me and said-
"Hold it in, don't let your wolf control you, instead control it. Breath in, and out!"
I did as he instructed, and in a minute, my nails became normal again. This was the exact thing Mikel had told me the other day.
I had no idea wolves exist, they were just myth I read in comics books, but here I was, a wolf myself.
"See, you are fine. Here is my card, I can see you can barely control your wolf I wonder what will happen to you on a full moon. Call me, if you need my help."
He took his jacket on the chair and just like that he disappeared before I could even come back to my senses.
As I skim through the card, All I could think about, was the animal attack at the house two days ago.
That definitely was me!
....
The walk home wasn't as quick as it was to the grocery shop earlier in the morning. I went in search of answers and I found it. I thought I was going to be fine but instead, I learnt something that makes me even more curious about myself.
When I opened the door I saw my Aunt sitting on the chair, and immediately our eyes met, she gave me a death glare.
"Where are you coming from?" She glares at me.
"I...I just went for a walk." I lied, even if I tell her I went to the grocery shop, what would I tell her I went to do?
"It's been five hours, and you say you went for a walk?" Her strides towards me was so fast that before I could blinked I felt her hands struck my face.
"You've started seeing boys, that's why you went out, you want to bring another bastard to this family!" She shrieked at me.
I could feel the anger in my chest gripping the muscles of my heart. I curl my fingers into fist trying to control the rage that was about breaking free from within me. I've always been able to control my hate for Aunt Olivia, but since after my birthday I've been finding it difficult to control my emotions.
They were becoming too much for me. I couldn't stay put.
Aunt lift my chin, piercing her finger deep into my skin. I smelled my blood as it surge out of my cheeks. How did that happen?
My gaze squinted as I stared into my aunt's eyes, and slowly I lift my right hand and touched my cheeks.
I was bleeding.
"You've hurt me!" The words struggled out of my lips and I grabbed my Aunt's hand and shoved it off my chin.
That's when I saw it- her ring was stained with my blood.
She had struck me on the face with the edge of her ring. My eyes slowly darkened as the rage overpowered me.
I lost control of myself. It was as if something else was ruling over my body. So powerful that I was at its mercy.
It must be the wolf inside of me.
My fingers grew longer and darker, and suddenly I felt powerful. I was no longer afraid, it was though I was in control but it wasn't me.
"You are a monster!" Aunt Olivia's eyes instantly reddened. I could smell her fear and hate as she quivered backwards and then, her screams filled the air alerting mother.
"Olivia!!!" Mother screamed, scurrying down the stairs, "What happened?" She asked Aunt Olivia before turning to me.
"Esmeralda!" Her voice suddenly became low, and the air in her body alerted. I could take the fear and disdain from Aunt's eyes, but the uncertainty and fear in mother's eyes were too much for my weak heart.
The wolf's power weakened, overshadowed by the sorrow that suddenly gripped my heart.
"Mother!"
I called out but when I took a step forward mother stretched her hand at me-
"Don't come any closer."
Those words were like spear, piercing into my heart and ripping it to shreds. Since I was adopted I've always prayed that mother never let me go like Aunt wanted.
My nightmares finally catch up with me.
"Mother I don't know what's happening to me." Tears trickled down my cheeks and with impulse I stepped forward but mother screamed so loud, that Izan and Donna rushed downstairs but then-
"Get away from here, go back inside don't go close to her. She is an animal!"
I froze hearing mother's words. My eyes drifted to Izan. He wrapped his hands around Donna and dragged her inside.
"Get out." Mother went on to say.
My gaze were fixed on her, the fear that clouded her eyes had swept off every love she had in her heart for me.
And just like that, I was getting thrown out like Aunt have always wanted.
Tears like cascade drips from my eyes, as I turned my back at them and ran out into the woods. I kept running as far as I could. The pain of abandonment crushing every bones in my body, and when I finally stopped, I was on a lonely tiled road.
Abandoned with nowhere to go, I had only the wolf inside of me, and on my hand were card of the stranger from earlier-
"Killian Michelson."
Esmeralda's POV.I walked into the coffee shop he had brought me to. There was no where else to go and I was to overwhelmed to even think of anything. Never had I ever felt so alone in my life.Where we had sat down the other day was already taken by customers and I could not ask them to leave because of my own greedy pleasure but I needed to see him, I needed to feel the peace he brought even though I could not understand half of what he had said and I was just on the verge of grasping it all. Still I longed for him.I must've looked stupid standing in the middle of a coffee shop and having my eyes pinned on a particular table without moving but just staring, because when I finally decided to look around, there were quite a number of eyes looking at me, trying to decide if i was mentally okay or not. I could see from the counter, a waiter already pulling the phone to make a call, she was probably going to call the manager.I still could not move.The memory of Killian was assaulting
Killian's PovAfter I left her at the coffee shop with my card I had reluctantly gave to her because my conscience and my wolf could not allow I just left her be alone and confused about what was happening to her."You're a dip shit" I heard my wolf, Kai, say.I rolled my eyes at him. He had been about this since the second I opened my mouth and rejected her as my mate."You're a fucking coward who's afraid of being loved and to love"Well now he was just making things up to spite me. He wanted to anger me, because he was also angry and he didn't want to be the one feeling the uncomfortable fire of anger burning in his chest. No, to him, if he was angry, the person responsible for his rage should also feel what he was feeling.He was petty like that anf very annoying as well.I ignored his raging loud voice and his anger focused my attention on other things that were more important, for example, work.Work was waiting for me, on my table all piled up. I walked into my office and hasti
Killian's POV.Mikel kept yelling at me, so loudly that I could hardly register what he was saying but I did know he was raining all sorts of insults on me, I think he was wishing me death as well but I could hardly focus on him.My focus was on Esmeralda who was sitting there wide eyed staring at Mikel as he kept talking. I immediately stood to my feet and walked towards where Mikel was standing, I desperately wanted to bring this argument some place else away from Esmeralda, away from prying eyes so that Mikel and we would be able to further embarrass ourselves."Mikel, let's take this somewhere else, this isn't the right place to do this"."Oh please" he pushed me away "you can't tell me what and what not to do, you don't own me you bastard" he roared as loud as he could and I had to turn my head away from his booming voice.I looked over my shoulder and Esmeralda was still sitted there, as if there was any other place for her to go. "Can you not see I have a guest over, can we ju
Esmeralda's POV"What a conniving bastard you are" A voice boomed from the entrance. I had been lost in thought trying to think about the reason why Killian would make me work for my stay. I had no problem it and I would no exactly prefer to be a freeloader, a leecher that kept taking from him. I had already called for him tonight and he came to me the minute I called him, I was already an inconvenience and I did not want to be more.If he hadn't mentioned it, of course I would have found a way to do a thing or two around the house, to help out the best way I could because I would not be comfortable with doing nothing. And that would be my own reason.However, hearing him say that to me was unexpected and I couldn't fathom his own reason for telling me to do such. Did hate me so much he wanted to punish me dearly for simply existing?Or probably, he was angry because I had disturbed him?With these thoughts in mind, I turned around to meet the owner of the voice, however I was not ex
Esmeralda's POV.I couldn't understand why but I felt heartbroken by what he had said and the dismissive way he had said it. My heart ached for him and my whole body felt the harshness of his words, I could only allow tears fall from my eyes."Why did he say he was rejecting you?" I suddenly heard his voice ask.I looked up from my feet and sniffled, "he mentioned something about a pure blood wolf and being mated with it"I watched as he nodded his head while looking away "he wants to mate with a pure blood wolf so he could heal our father, he is terribly ill and with the blood of the pure blood wolf, he can do just that" The explanation he gave on behalf of his brother eradicated the feeling of heartbreak from my heart. My eyes suddenly became dry as a flower of hope blossomed in my heart after hearing what Killian had said. I was overjoyed with possibility of not being rejected because he didnt like me, it only meant he had to reject me for his father and there was no other reason
Killian's POV.Finding out that my mate already had my brother as her first chance mate ruffled my fur in ways I couldn't begin to explain. It was painful having to watch the two of them from the sideways and I knew not what to do but to allow myself to feel the pang of disappointment.It was painful that she belonged to my brither first. But what was even more painful to watch was how devastated she was when he rejected her. She had cried to me, she had tearfully asked me what having a mate meant and she had tears in her eyes for my brother and I could hardly move past that. Her heart belonged to him first and as it seemed, she still longed for him despite me being there for her.I had always wanted a mate, someone strong and precise enough. Someone who knew what she wanted and so would try to get it. What I didn't see coming was to be mated with a teenager that knew nothing about herself, a teenager that was already mated to my brother, a teenager that will definitely not be mine.T
Esmeralda's POVI couldn't feel anything other than the void of sadness and the heart shredding feeling after what Killian had said to me. He had treated me like a pile of trash, throwing me out of his room like I was worthless. I cried so hard I could hardly breathe, my senses were failing me and I felt a frailty in my bones and body.I was too weak. He made me weak. He made me too weak with his words. It was the same with Mikel. He had rejected me and I am left all alone. Even the woman I grew to love as a mother treated me like a monster and she sent me away from her life like the years I had spent with he as her daughter didn't mean a thing, like she never truly cared for me.Maybe she never really did and I was just something she used to gain merits in life. Bringing in an orphan and showing her care and love, pretending to love me so she would look good in the eyes of the public. Everything had been fake, the love I received from her was fake, the life I had been living was fake
Killian's POV.Seeing her standing there with those tears running down her eyes were causing heartbreak to me. I felt my heart aching so much I could almost not breathe, I was scared about how suffocating I was feeling inside as I watched the tears roll down her eyes.I couldn't help it, I walked to her and placed a hand on her shoulder in a show of comfort because at the moment it was all I could offer. My wolf was too savage, it wasn't enough for him, all he wanted was to take her into his arms and mark her as his own, he wanted to feel her skin against mine and hold her so close that he could hear her heartbeat without straining his ears.He wanted her body and soul and I was fighting to keep him sane.The principal looked at me, I knew she was surprised by seeing me there, she must'nt have expected that I would be here but I didn't care. I was too focused on my hand that was on Esmeralda's shoulder."What are you doing here, Mr Rollins?"I cocked an eyebrow at her in smuggery "you
Esmeralda's POV.I had told Killian that I wanted to ride in a convertible and the man went ahead and got the deal done.About twenty minutes after I told him what I wanted, I saw myself in a red convertible, sitting in the passenger seat. The hood of the car was tucked in the back and my hair was caught in the wind and I was laughing hard.After what happened in the hotel room, we both got dressed up. Well, I got dressed up while he watched and when I finished, we went to a boutique to get him some clothes and that was when I told him that I wanted to ride in a convertible.I was caught off guard when we walked out of the boutique and a red convertible was waiting for us and not just that, there were four wrapped up weeds waiting for us in the glove box.He offered them to me along with a lighter.When he gave them to me, I was surprised. He really was listening to me and he really had the contacts for everything and everyone.The minute I took them, I laughed so hard because I found
Camille's POVI had been worried sick ever since Killian brought home my son. He was not healing but he was alive and what was more excruciating for me was that he was in pain.I had never known a time in my life that I had been through such a thing before. I had never seen someone else undergoing this ordeal. It was all too sudden and new to me that I didn't know how to feel, nor what to do.The only emotion I could recognize when I thought things through was worry. I was undeniably worried about my son. I was so worried that I started to doubt if it was a good idea to bring him back. Killian had claimed that he was treating him and from how confident he sounded, he seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing and what was going on.I didn't. The person who even talked me into doing this was nowhere to be seen. I couldn't guess what Paula got from this game of hers. Paula had called me one evening and told me about where Mikel was and how he was fairing. I couldn't have guessed t
Killian's POVI laughed as I watched her laugh. Esmeralda had such a beautiful laugh.Coming to Berlin was impromptu, I was just in a hurry to show her that she was wrong to think life was so simple, that with me, this was the least of things that she would enjoy.Everything was perfect. The night was perfect, when I walked out of the bathroom, when I saw her naked on the bed, she was perfect.On her knees, doing a bad job at sucking me off, she was perfect.Everything felt like a dream, that for once, I get to be happy, I get to accept Esmeralda.What I couldn't stop thinking about was when she said those words to me.When she told me that she loved me. I had been busy staring through the window, looking at the city and how amazing it looked. I was happy that I brought her with me. Berlin was a beautiful place and it was one of my favorite cities and being here with her was perfect.I could've taken her to Paris but I wanted to go to my favorite places with her. I wanted to leave a
Esmeralda's POV I was suddenly overtaken by a sense of panic. I feared what it meant. I had never given it much thought before, I had never wondered what would become of my life since I developed these feelings for Killian. I had never worried much about anything. But now, the thought has succeeded in creeping into me, making my hands shake and my whole body spasm. I was standing in the middle of the room, Killian had excused himself, he wanted to make a call, probably had to do with the surprise that he was planning for the evening. I was left alone with my thoughts. I had never hated being alone, I had never hated being the one left in a whole. I didn't care about the loneliness, I didn't fear my thoughts because I always felt that they were just thoughts and there was nothing more to it. But here I was, overpowered by my thoughts. I kept thinking of what would happen to our lives, I kept thinking about how the trajectory of our lives have been altered. Killian has never men
Esmeralda's POVI bit my lip and realized that those words were dominating and as such, I was expected to be submissive.Killian was punishing me for whatever I might have done. He did mention that he was going to punish me but my brain has forgotten what I could've done because I was more focused on his finger that is buried inside me turning in circles, thrusting in and out in a slow motion.He dropped my leg that he had been holding, then he removed his finger from inside of me. I was disappointed because it wasn't what I wanted but then he took my hands and pulled it thereby lifting my upper body from the bed."You're not a pillow princess so don't act like one". He scolded."What do you want me to do?" I asked him.He guided my hand and placed it on his very hard and big erection. "Work for this".I bit my lip again. My finger grazed over the cap and the precum was waiting for me to feel its thickness.He pulled me closer to himself from my waist and buried his head into my ches
Esmeralda's POVI considered myself already kind of used to the kind of words Killian said and how he acted when he said those words but there was something different at the moment, maybe it was because we weren't in the same country anymore or because he and I had somehow become a couple.When he said those words I started to anticipate the second when we would go back to the hotel and he would take the dress off me. It became what I was ready for. Whatever he had planned for me even though I didn't know what it was at the moment, I lost interest in it. All I wanted for us to do was make our way into our hotel room and he would be pulling the dress off me.I looked around and found out that during the time I was spending standing in a spot trying to fathom just how weirdly those words affected me, Killian was already in the bathroom taking his bath so there was no one but me left to open the door for the person who was knocking.I was skeptical at first because I didn't want to open
Esmeralda's POVI ran my hand over my chest, giving him the sluttiest eyes I could muster."Oh Daddy"Killian almost lost it. He laughed so hard that he suddenly began to cough and meanwhile, k was wheezing beside him, about to lose my mind.We must've been such a pain in the ass of the driver because the second he stopped the car, he was outside holding the door open for me.I alighted the car with a warmth in my heart. I was happy. It was already nightfall and the wind was cold and the lights illuminated the city. It was wonderful. It looked wonderful.Suddenly, some fingers interlocked with mine accompanied by the smell of apples. It was perfect.He was perfect."We should get dinner"."Okay, but I'm still gonna smoke some weed or try molly"."Esmeralda, I don't have the contacts of people that sell".I frowned, "I thought you have the contacts of everyone?"He looked utterly confused, he took his hands back from mine and crossed them as he stared at me."Esmeralda, what could've
Esmeralda's POVStepping on the private jet, I had thought I would surely be so excited that I wouldn't sleep or even try to zone out.I wanted to see through the windows and guess alphabetically where we were going since Killian refused to let me know. Even though he didn't say the exact words, I knew he wanted it to be a surprise. I had a hunch that it would be Paris and if it really was Paris I certainly would be a bit disappointed.Paris was a beautiful city and known as the city of love but it was cliché. Every woman wanted to go to Paris, people went to Paris for honeymoons and all that and it was the spot for romance. I didn't want that. Sure I would love to see Paris one day but not because of a special event or maybe I was invited for a wedding there. If it wasn't the case, the case then I don't think I'd ever want to go there.It just didn't feel magical for me.Killian had no idea about all this. He was busy sipping wine and working on his laptop leaving me to myself. I wa
Esmeralda's POV.The last class of the day was literature. It wasn't a boring class. I loved the fiction and we were about indulging in the magic that Sylvia Path was.We were going to read one of her books and so we woukd be able to read the pieces of herself she left in the world.I had talked to the counselor about the major that was on my mind, she thought psychology was good for me since I had a passion to understand humans and the way they acted.The only issue became the college of my choice. She showed me a list of really good colleges in the country but I tokd her that I already knew where I wanted to go.She didn't seem disappointed to hear that I wanted to go the the states college. She thought it was a good choice and I was going to get accepted.Lucky me, it wasn't a long drive from Killian's house and so it was perfect. I get to continue living with Killian while I go to college.I had no desire to experience this or that, to meet new people or to have the full college e