Eros's povI raced back, planting my feet on the ground firmly before leaping and slamming my body against the door for the fourth time and it gave way, bringing me down with it and crashing into leaping flames.Find her! Raphael barked as I drew my shirt over my nose and waved away the smoke with my hand, she's deep inside. I followed his direction trying to navigate my way through the smoke and fire. The atmosphere smelled bad, it was nauseating but I needed to find my mate and not let my weakness affect me.I could feel the smoke clouding up my lungs and clogging my nostrils as I struggled hard to breathe. My breath intake was tainted and smoke clung to my eyes making it teary and I found it hard to see.The whole place was in shambles, I barely dodged a beam of fire as it fell almost on top of me. I got on my hands and knees and began to crawl my way through.Going through the smoke and flames trying to smell her but to no avail. Raphael was getting affected as I was and I was
Anya's pov I paced around my room biting at my nails severely at the possible outcome of Eros's trip to the out house. I was sure he would find her dead, burnt and charred. There was no way she could have survived what I had done and especially with the way I prepared it. I was sure of a job well done but the anxiety coursing through me made me doubt my mind and my capabilities. I didnt know whom to reach out to, to ask about the outcome or if they heard any news. If I was to go forward and ask all these, accusing fingers could easily be pointed at me and that was something that was to be avoided. If Eros should find out that I had been behind most of Demi's suffering all these while, he wouldn't hesitate to snap my neck and wipe out anything related to me including my mother for in as much as he was calm and level headed, he’d take brutal actions to protect whom he wanted. Hence, why I erased her and her brother's memory at the first accusation of her stealing and why I th
Demi's pov I snapped my eyes open, squinting her the lights hit my sight, my gaze settling on the masculine figure beside me who was peering down at me with worry and I could recognize the relief in his greens, the way his eyes sparkled seeing that I was awake? Alive? "Bambi!" He croaked wrapping his arms around me curating sparks and pulling me close, "You are alright, you are safe." I could feel the sparks where we touched, I hated the warmth that filled my belly when he stroked his palm against my arm and when he placed his lips on my forehead kissing it gently before spewing words of gratitude. His scent was masked with that of smoke and fire, like he had been trapped in a burning building and when he laid me back on the bed and rushed out to call the healer I took a good look at him. I could see that he was bare chested, his back was littered with wounds and the pants he had on were charred in some places, there was soot all over his skin and face. His chest also had wo
Demi's pov Eros came back with a package in his hand, his long leaned fingers clutched to it as he entered, filling the room with the sweet aroma making it known that it was packed dinner. While the Doctors and healers fused around and above me per his orders to make sure that I was alright, He set about preparing the table for me and the moment the aroma hit my nose, I knew it was my favorite food. My stomach rumbled so loud in response that everyone in the room heard and my mate looked at me with a smile before slightly shaking his head in amusement and going back to setting the food as the healers walked out. He also had a separate tray which he had set for Haris also containing an entirely different delicacy as Haris's favorite food was different from mine. We had never had a conversation for him to know about me and I had never told him or anyone or even Dmitri but he seemed to know everything even to my favorites that I never mentioned because I knew I wouldn't have the lu
Demi’s pov Bopha came in and quietly took Haris with her after Eros had instructed her to make dinner for him again and he gave him a loving pat on the head before they got out. And now all his attention was on me and I sat up abruptly on the bed, fear coursing through me as the emotion in his eyes heightened. He reached me, his greens peering down at me scanning the length of me and I could swear that he picked me apart noticing every scar, every wound, every blemish and every fault in me. I couldn't help but cower in insecurities and try to drag the blanket to cover myself. "Don't." He held it down forcing it out of my hand. "Eros." I called out not meeting his gaze. "Eat first, talk later." He dragged the table having my food towards me and I smiled slightly, my eyes delighted at the mere sight of the food. He laughed this time when my stomach rumbled again and drew in to drop a kiss on my forehead but he sneezed afterwards reminding me of my earlier thoughts. I didn't a
Eros's pov The very first time I saw Demi in the forest, illuminated under the moonlight with her beauty radiating from within her, beaneath her appearance that told the tales of what she had borne in life which were housed in her eyes, I knew I had to protect her and show her that she was much more than her looks or what she thought of herself. But from that very moment, I couldn't do that as I wasn't man enough to be her mate. I had weaknesses which forced me to put a distance against my will, watching her from afar and wishing I was as normal as Dmitri to be with her. I had already reached a resolve to breach the untrust that she had for me and fight the weakness to be with her. A resolve that I still had doubts about. I still wanted to know if I should simply let her be with Dmitri or redeem myself and fight for her. All doubts were cleared from my mind like the disappearing fog on a cold morning when my Bambi collapsed in my arms, breaking into tears as I tried to sooth
Eros’s pov "I am sorry." She repeated again pulling gently away from me removing her face from where she had soaked my shirt with her tears, “I shouldn't have." She apologized. "It's okay." I rubbed my hand gently on her arm and I was glad that she hadn't refused my subtle touches, "Your shirt is soaked, do you want to change?" She nodded and I instantly moved to pull my shirt over my head. I laughed when she averted her gaze shyly at the shock of seeing me like that and I could see her rose tinted cheeks blooming with coy shame. "Take yours off." I handed the shirt over to her, "And change, do you need my help?" She shook her head immediately, "Can you turn around please?" I obeyed immediately knowing that she would be uncomfortable undressing in front of me. I busied myself with thinking about how I would tell her that she was moving into the castle now since the house was ruined and I know she had grown an attachment to that place but a part of me was filled with glee know
Demi's pov All eyes were on us, from the moment we walked out of the hospital and I lifted my face from his neck recognizing our surroundings. I could feel the eyes before we even saw them and when I straightened my head daring to look forward and matching their gazes, each gaze bore a gaze of hate, disdain and pure resentment. Instinctly, I hooked my hand tighter around Eros's shoulder when we walked towards the castle and amongst the troop of people that had come out of their houses to stare. I couldn't hear exactly what the whispers were but they were present in low hushed tones and different pairs of eyes scanned me. I could only imagine the scene, a tall muscular powerful man, the most powerful in the room holding a pack slave dearly like he'd do anything for her. As they bowed greeting him, their gazes turned to me with that look of hate before they went on their way or stood to stare. I half expected Eros to drop me and push me aside seeing that his pack members were ou
Demi’s pov I could feel Haris’s hand at my back, his palm rubbing small soothing patterns to calm my disorganized state while he offered words of comfort and while I was there, sprawled over the bathroom floor wearing my vulnerability and self-disgust like a second skin, my fingers shakily tapped at my phone screen dialing Bopha. “Hey babe.” she greeted excitedly the moment she picked up the phone, “Are you ready for today?” “Bopha.” I groaned in pain, my nasal congestion revealing itself as the odor clogged my nostrils. “What happened?! Are you alright?!” Her voice broke through the connection, “Don't move, I am coming right away.” The call ended and I dropped my head against the tile, its cool contrasting with my sweaty feverish skin as I registered that in all my life, I had never smelt this bad and it was like I had smelt worse than before. I shook my head and noticed Haris getting up and rushing to the sink. He picked up a small towel and ran to my side again. “Sorry sis.
Demi’s pov There wasn’t a particular reason for my stench, so if someone were to ask why I stunk, I couldn’t quite pinpoint but if I was asked to explain on a broader level, I would be able to give various reasons. I often wondered why my persistent odor still hadn’t gone even after being here for months and bathing regularly, getting on a few hygiene products and perfuming. Every other thing was changing, my wounds were healing and I looked better but the stench was still an issue that set me back on my progress to maintaining confidence. I wasn’t surprised when Elara called me aside after the meeting, she had explained that I would be moving to the other side of the pack since I had to be away from Eros and Dmitri as the rules state that neither of us was to see each other before the fight. And after she moved me in, she asked me about my stench and its origin. I have been deprived of baths for long, had poor hygiene situations even when on my period with the blood caking to
Anya's pov Fate hated me. It was against me as well as all odds of the situation and there was nothing I could do about it. No matter what I had tried, my conceived plans being carried out only brought them together and now there was going to be a duel, two men fighting for the woman I hated the most like she was some goddess that men died for. And these ones were actually willing to die for her. She looked like a woman who should be taken captive during war and enslaved with torture and not women who men went to war for. The hatred I had towards her had brewed significantly during the past few hours and I could only wish her death. I wished upon her death with pain from the deepest cursed parts of hell. I couldn't believe what was happening and I knew that Dmitri fighting Eros without Eros's powers still wouldn't deter Eros from winning as he looked so determined to win his mate. He had finally found a way to prove his sincerity to her and nothing was going to stop him. "N
Demi's pov A king should be an example. One who was firm, just, and morally upright. He shouldn't be one to make harsh decisions or engage in oppressive actions. He should be rational and not be caught fighting except otherwise and most importantly he shouldn't be perceived as weak. And in just one night, Eros broke almost all these rules all because of me and now we were at a table in an enclosed room. The only familiar faces I knew were those of Elara, Dmitri, Eros, and Anya. The rest faces were foreign, they looked older and also very important and they weren't too happy and I could tell with the gazes that were sent in my direction. "So we are trying to understand what is going on here?" It was one of the older men that spoke, "Can you explain your majesty?" The man's question was directed at Eros but his gaze was locked on me and I cowered a bit in my seat. "Face me." Eros growled, his voice was grave in a threatening way, "I can smell her fear, don't look at her, d
Anya's pov I slid into the bathroom, my eyes wandering as I locked the door to make sure that no one had followed me in. I went to the sink, producing the little bottle of green liquid that I had stashed in my purse. The time to use it was now. I had been in the ballroom observing from afar and the events of the night had angered me more than I had ever been. That ugly bitch was present, with Dmitri clinging to her side like they were a golden couple. She had dressed up which I knew was due to the influence of her best friend Bopha and I could see that she looked presentable. He was parading her around the ballroom, introducing her to whoever it was that cared about her, and in return, she smiled and acted charming pretending like she belonged here when in fact she was supposed to be dead, long gone with that idiot of a brother with her. I couldn't stand her, when I watched her in the ballroom, my chest tightened more than it should have revealing what was more than resentme
Demi's pov I grabbed the phone instantly, moving away from where I was next to Eros and I saw his eyes follow my movements as my shaky fingers slid over the screen, another message popped in. You ran away landing right in the territory of whom you are supposed to kill the? You are a Queen now, aren't you? Mated to the king, prancing around in outfits and you have forgotten about your first mate, your first love, me.... I stared at the letters, re-reading the words that they formed and I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't grasp what it was he was talking about and why he was acting like we were on good terms and he didn't try to kill me at any chance he got. I took in a deep breath, eyes glued to the screen as Harlyn tried to calm me as well. I had a lot of questions, a lot of thoughts ran through my mind and I so desperately wanted to steady myself not to give off the feeling that I was in danger. "Is anything the matter Bambi?" I had failed in that aspect as my reaction c
Demi’s pov I jumped slightly at the comment turning around immediately to be welcomed by the delectable scent of the person before me, amused green eyes connected with mine, a gaze from him turning my insides into mush and a trail of butterflies bursting in my belly. "Your ma-Eros." I breathed out as he straightened up, his gaze not leaving mine as he sat next to me but giving a considerable distance, "What are you doing here?" Eros didn't answer me because his gaze was still transfixed on my form, I watched as he took in a sharp intake of air, the rhythm of his chest when he blinked and opened his eyes again. He sneezed when he pulled closer to me, his fingers reaching out to graze my forehead before he crooked one to trail across where some loose strands fell. The smile on his face warmed me when he pulled in, bringing his face so close to mine. "Bambi." He groaned loud enough for us both to hear, but low enough to keep from whomever it was that would pass, "You are breathtakin
Demi's pov There was something about tonight that was magical.It wasn't the dazzling outfit that I had put on or the glimmer of the hall room from the event nor the ladies who were gorgeous, gracing the ball room.It wasn't all that.What was magical was different and it was a first.For the first time in my life, something enchanting was pointed at me, in my direction and it exuded from me affirming my thoughts.It was confidence.For the first time in my life, I had experienced confidence and the foreign yet comfortable feel settled within me rearing its presence in me announcing that it was here to stay.I first experienced it when I gazed upon my reflection in the mirror after dousing myself in perfume while Bopha had finished dressing me up.I had gazed upon myself, the urge to talk down on myself was gone and my tongue was coated with just positive words while my fingers clutched to the purse housing my phone that matched the outfit.Bopha was happier tha
Eros's pov My fingers tightened around the champagne flute instead of where I wanted them which was Dmitri's neck. I knew I would enjoy snuffing the very life out of him before cremating his body for daring to place a hand on my mate's shoulder. He looked like the happiest man in the world with a wide smile on his face as he chatted with her by his side, introducing her to who cared to look his way as his girlfriend. I hated him so much that I wanted to ruin his face with my fist before making my wolf take out his own wolf as my wolf felt every bit worse than I did. My Bambi on the other hand was easily the most stunning woman in the room. From the moment she walked in, in one of the dinner gowns I had gotten for her when we went shopping, I haven't been able to take my eyes off her. My staring at her was often interrupted by a small talk from others and Dmitri standing before her but she was too glorious to have my attention taken away from her even with the