A MONTH LATERDARIUS' POVThe banquet went better than Darius had anticipated.He had hoped for a low-key and personal ceremony in which he could deliver the glad news to his people and seal the everlasting union with his partner, but the event planners had other ideas. They'd gone over and aboard, and he surprisingly approved. Every area of the castle was artistically ornamented with gold and scarlet decorations. Everything was stunning, from the beautiful wall tapestries to the intricate floral arrangements, and the crystal chandelier glowed like a light in the hall's center. It was ethereal. Just like the woman for whom this entire charade was intended. Darius smiled as he continued to glance around. His gaze swept through the guests in the room, mingling, drinking, and speaking in groups. He also watched the servants rushing around carrying platters, refilling drinks, and doing almost anything to keep the party going. Finally, his wandering attention was interrupted by the mo
BRIELLE'S POVHer heart fluttered like a flower picked from a peaceful garden. Brielle searched for words to convey how she felt as Darius hoisted her up the floor. Euphoria. Joy. Thrill. Delight. Excitement. Surprise. Yes. These words clearly defined the situation, but there was more going on. Something deeper. Something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Perhaps she didn't know what word to use, but it wasn't happiness. It was more than that. "My love. Mine, all mine..." Darius repeated in her ears as he twirled her around. After a few minutes, he dropped her back onto her feet.Brielle remained still for a moment, attempting to regain her breath. Her mind buzzed with so many different thoughts, and she felt dizzy and possibly lightheaded from all the dancing, but that didn't stop her from stretching her toes and kissing Darius on the cheek."How are you feeling?" Darius asked, and she replied. “I feel on top of the world. Or maybe I'm already flying through it; I have no idea
BRIELLE’S POVBanished! Banished! Banished! Brielle looked down at her tattered clothes, and those were the only unruly words she heard. As she was led out of the pack house, she was dragged, propelled, scorned, and had objects thrown at her. Brielle wandered past a few buildings and little cabins, watching as random elderly females and male pack members trooped hastily out of their tent, hoping to catch a glimpse of her in her helpless state. She knew they were aware of what was going on, but the surprised expressions on some people's faces indicated that they were also curious about what was going on.Tears streaming down her face, swiping roughly at her face, Brielle recalled the events of the past few hours.Everything was like a scene from a movie, and she was still convinced that it was all a dream and that she would wake up sooner or later, but this was reality, and it was staring her down. Barely a few hours ago her tyrant of a father, Cassius Warren, had kicked the bucke
BRIELLE’S POV"Move, you bitch..." The hefty man, whose grip had been on her earlier, yelled in her ears and whimpering in pain at his tight grip on her arms; Brielle sniffled her tears again as they began to walk nearer to the border.Close to where the vehicles were and were Mr. Shawn was standing with his men.Her heart twinged slightly in relief as she spotted him, and she wasn't sure if she should be happy that he was there or not. She had her eyes on him at first, but Mr. Shawn didn't seem to notice her as he conversed with one of the bulky men he had with him.She should be happy, of course, Brielle thought, using her freed right hand to arrange her falling hair as she looked back at him, embarrassed and ashamed too. Mr. Shawn would undoubtedly help her.Yes, he would because he was one of her father's closest friends, and she could recall the times he'd come to the mansion to talk with her father. She could vividly recall when he was leaving and would abruptly stop to greet
DARIUS POVThere, in the heart of faraway Washington, among the presence of witches, wizards, sorcerers, and werewolves, stood the vastly grandiose and imposing mansion that belonged to none other than... Alpha Darius! The enigmatic Lycan King. The entire mansion was indescribable, screaming so much magnificence and affluence like none other. Everything smells like mint and money... One could see their reflection anywhere they stepped.Every piece of furniture and material was visibly adorned with diamonds. Not just any diamonds, but pure diamonds, making the entire scenery and every corner of the castle glitter and shimmer in its splendor. Every morning at sunrise, the radiant rays shone their flashes into the mansion, highlighting the jeweled interior and bestowing it with the mesmerizing beauty it deserved. When nightfall arrived, the luxurious lights were turned on, adding to the mansion's glamour and elegance. Alpha Darius' mansion was undeniably magnificent and gigantic
BRIELLE’S POV"Get up!" Brielle heard a broad voice grumble as the red-blonde girls all hurried to stand up, knowing they had to obey or face punishment. She had no idea how many days had passed in this hell hole, and after being sold by or to Mr. Shawn, she and some other young girls like her had all been confined inside a minor space more akin to a room, which barely had anything to adorn its interior, except the illuminating light on. There was no bed or mattresses whatsoever, and they had to eat and sleep on the bare cold floor."Stand up, will you?!" The voice growled again as he approached her, jerking and shoving her arm roughly until she let out a low moan of pain.Twitching her lips, Brielle fluttered her eyelids so she could see the light of day, and she started rubbing her eyelids, pretending to have been asleep all this time even though she wasn't.She was terrified and perplexed. Her head, which had been hit some days back, still ached so badly, and by the brisk manne
DARIUS POVDarius could see that other notable men from afar had arrived to grace the occasion, just like him. The annual sales of young and pure-blooded ladies for their maximum enjoyment. With the entire floor adorned in red carpets and the walls glittering in real gold, all eyes and rubbernecks made way as they glanced at him while he gradually walked with the dominant aura preceding him. Each soul bowed at his striking appearance, and no sooner had he entered the grand underground building; he was led by one of the waitstaff to his special VVIP chair.Following the masked ushers, Darius passed an array of waiting chairs that had already been stuffed by the men who had come for the event. As he approached the frontal seats, his ideal spot to check out the best fish, Darius gently perched on the specific prepared one for him. He brought out his phone and proceeded to engross himself in his device as the ushers hunched in a significant bow and left his presence.Soon after the us
BRIELLE’S POV“MATE.” Brielle's head snapped up in bewilderment and wonder as she heard the heavy words. She had tried to avoid the looks, or even murmurs, from the leech-looking men in the room ever since she was brought into the dingy crowded room, her head bent down, but then this man, whoever he was, had spoken, and now she was feeling something awakening deep inside her. “Mate…” The voice said again, and her green orbs blinked slowly as she whipped her head around the large room, looking for the man who had seemed to captivate everyone today.The murmurs grew louder, and she noticed Blacko Shawn, the apparent owner of this establishment, walking out of the box towards the audience.Her subconscious urged her to follow his footsteps with her eyes, and as she did, she came face to face with him... A size-able bulky man, his hands flickering on his lips, and his gaze was fixed on her, unblinking and unmoving. He was the one with the raspy, husky, deep voice she could hear from