The two men made room for a third person to walk through, the man who spoke. He was the most gorgeous man in the entire world, standing at 7 ft, with black hair, dark blazing onyx eyes, and high chiseled cheekbones. His blazing gaze stuck on me and slowly, I felt Grayson's arms ease around me and I almost stumbled, but touched the wall for support. The man took three large steps towards me and raised his hand to caress my cheek. I felt sparks rush through my skin, making me jolt back.
" Mine," He growled. I was trembling ever so slightly and my heart was pounding as he stared at me like I was worth everything. I wasn't though. I've been told and reminded that I was nothing every day of my life by the way they treated and mocked me, but the handsome man's gaze on me made me feel like I was worth something. It was a foreign feeling, I didn't know what it was yet but it made me powerless-not in a bad way. I was frozen in place, unable to react, while my eyes were stuck on his.
" That girl can't be your mate, she's nothing!" Debbie's infuriating voice shouted, and the king abruptly shifted his gaze to her. Her body instantly started to tremble. She backed away, cold sweat running down her temple, and she stumbled and fell to the ground.
" Why the fuck is your son harassing my mate, Mars," he growled. He wasn't loud, but the authoritative tone he commanded made me shiver. Alpha Mars was petrified,
" Ma- Mate?" He stuttered as if trying to register it. If this was not a scary situation, I'd laugh at him. Grayson was so stiff, fear evident on his face.
" Yes," He extended his hand toward me to take, but I shook my head. I felt dread deep in the pit of my stomach, and I did one thing that came to my mind. Run.
" Get her," I heard a bored voice command. I reached outside into the garden and climbed the first tall tree I saw, hoping the men he sent after me wouldn't find me, but they stopped right under me.
" Did she fly? How fast is she?" I heard one of the men say. They lingered around.
Crack. I closed my eyes shut as the branch I was holding on to broke, and I fell right into the arms of one of the men. He looked down at me with a frown and dropped me to the floor. I landed on my side. I'm sure I was bruised too.
" Jett!" His friend hissed.
I groaned at the slight pain I felt in my arm. I glared up at the man who dropped me, and then his friends before getting to my feet. I backed away, running to go around him, but he blocked my route.
" St- stay away from me," My voice was quivering so badly and the man in front of me only smirked.
" What if I don't, teeny bird? What are you going to do? Fly into the sky this time? I doubt those short legs of yours can take far," The blonde guy mocked, and I was affronted. How dare he call me short? At 5'9 ft, I was taller than most girls my age!
" The king wants you back, and I'm too drunk to chase you. Let's go back, tiny bird." Jett, I think, said, making his friend chuckle. Was tiny bird a thing now? Seriously?
" That man who claims to be my mate is the king?"
" Yes," he answered, I already suspected it from his aura, but I couldn't believe it still.
" The king of wolves?!" My heart started to pound again. How can I be mated to a freaking king?!
" I'm not going to him, he's not my mate, no," I snickered. Adamant on not going in with them.
My wolf didn't sense him as my mate, the goddess would not be too callous to pair me up with a killer. My words seemed to stun them, and they glanced at each other. I used this chance to bolt. However, I didn't get far before I was hoisted into the air. One of the giants threw me over his shoulder. I screamed as I hung upside down, hitting his back with my elbow.
" Put me down," I yelled to no avail. He carried me towards the hall. He put me down in the most ungraceful manner and I let out a cuss, making the audience gasp at my audacity. Fuck werewolf hearing. I was in front of the high table. No one spoke and I wanted to faint. I didn't know, maybe it was from the way I was carried, or it was the alpha king's grilling gaze on me, but I didn't dare look. Instead, I stole glances at alpha Mars, and beta Steven, who were glaring at me. Grayson just looked disoriented by all this, all the alcohol was gone from his body now, and next to him was Stacy. She was embarrassed by all this, especially since her new husband was all over me earlier. I felt it when the king stood forward, his demeanor carried authority, more power than any alpha I've known. No one compared.
The alpha king circled me and I shivered when I felt his nose on my skin. He was inhaling my scent like a drug he was addicted to. His finger reached under my chin and tilted my head up. His eyes showed shock. I could tell he was startled but kept his composure. " What's your name?" His voice was calm. " A- Adira, Adira Wade," I stammered. My heart was still pounding in my chest. Everyone in here could hear it if I could. " You're extremely gorgeous, really beautiful," he said. My cheeks flushed. I never thought of myself as extremely beautiful as he put it. I felt ordinary. I was thin and not curvy like other girls. His fingers caressed my cheek. " Why haven't you shifted yet?" " I- I don't know, sir," My voice was alien to my ears. Most of my peers shifted at age eighteen, but I didn't. " How old are you, Adira?" My heartbeat was irregular, I loved how my name sounded on his lips. " Twenty years old," I murmured. My voice was so low but he heard. " Are you scared of me?
Wyatt's pov She was mine, and oh goddess, she was more beautiful than I expected. She had long blonde strawberry hair, amethyst eyes... A unique color. I was restraining myself from fucking her right there. My mate was beautiful and to think I didn't want one and now, I couldn't imagine losing her. Adira, my Adira. After years of hoping and praying for a reunion, here she was in my arms. I doubt she'd remember me since she was a child when I saw her last. We were only kids. My mother and hers were best friends growing up, but they separated since they went in different packs. One day, Aunt Meryl came to meet us with her little girl too. She was only five, and I was twelve at that time, but we connected well. I remembered the anxiety that welled in the pit of my stomach when she was leaving, ' Can she stay here?' I asked my mother. She smiled at me and shook her head. ' No, my baby, maybe when you are older, you can go to see her,' Mother had told me. I nodded and gave her back
Adira Strong long arms were holding me tightly and as much as I tried to wiggle out of them, I couldn't. I sighed and inhaled his scent, it was alluring like fresh-cut grass. I took this time to study this man, my mate. I still couldn't believe it... My fingers caressed his face, he had a stubble beard that suited him well and high cheekbones, his black hair was nice too, and I couldn't resist running a finger in it and then his lips. His cherry lips were inviting, and I could kiss them now. I jumped when his eyes suddenly opened and a slight smile graced his lips. " Good morning," " Good morning," I responded, trying to get out of bed, but he held me tightly, making my heart pound out of my chest as faint tingles rushed up my body. He looked at me with his onyx gaze, taking me in, and I swallowed, maintaining eye contact with him. " Have you taken me in?" His voice was manly and deep, it made me shudder. My gaze fell on his bare torso and I swallowed. I raised my hand and touch
I abruptly turned around to see Grayson standing there, looking pissed like he wanted to attack the alpha king. Wyatt pushed me behind him and advanced toward him stealthily. " Who the fuck are you calling in such a way?" he growled. Stacy ran to her husband with a few guards. She bowed in the presence of the king several times and said "Forgive him, Your Highness, he took some pills that are bad for him," Indeed, Grayson was high on something and couldn't stand straight, but his red eyes were on me, and he looked like he was crying. " fucking pest, I'll deal with him," Wyatt said, but I grabbed his hand. He tilted his head and his eyes met mine. I shook my head no and his eyes softened immediately. "Please, help me take him inside," Stacy whispered to the guards. " No, I want to talk to her... it's important, please," Grayson slurred. The guards dragged him back into the packhouse despite his struggles. Stacy once again bowed to the alpha king, " Forgive him, the drugs he t
Adira I was watching a movie with Lucas when I heard a buzz through the mind link. People were saying that the alpha king's men were going around, selecting members of the pack from their homes to torture them. I wonder what they did this time. This pack was trouble, and I'm sure they did something to bring the king's anger. I shut off the mindlink. " What do you want for lunch?" I asked. He thought for a while " No pizza," I said. This kid loved pizza so much. " Take out or are you making it?" " I'll order from a restaurant," I said, feeling too lazy to cook. " I want fish and chips, and a coleslaw without mayo," I grabbed his phone and ordered the food, and in thirty minutes, they delivered it right to my door. We ate the food in front of the TV. " I don't get why boys get excited about violence. Look at that guy, who was just a bystander, and boom, he's dead," I frowned. " I don't get half of the films you select, but I watch anyway," he shrugged. " No wonder I liked wa
Their punishment was done for the day and Waytt and I went to his guest bedroom." Want to shower?" he asked. " No, I'm good," I said. It was a little chilly. He took off his shirt and my gaze roamed over his god-like muscular chest. He was curved perfectly, sure the creators took special time to make him because no one could compare. My pussy was pulsating at this point yet not all his clothes were off. Wyatt smirked and his eyes were darker than ever now. He smelled my arousal. He gestured for me to stand up and I obliged. He caressed my face and bent down to kiss my lips, my heart was pounding and he bit my bottom lip gently, I parted them and he explored my mouth with his tongue. The kiss was soft but intense, his hands were on my side, caressing softly. He pulled away from me and I felt so much emotion and passion. My face was burning red under his searing gaze. "You're my mate, mine," he said and put his forehead over mine. The king kissed me again, this time more demanding. It
Thirty minutes later, I brought the food out, and I was shocked to see Wyatt follow me to the kitchen. Assisting me to bring out all the food. I smiled at him and he kissed my temple. " Thank you," We finished eating and everyone was pleased with my cooking. Luca was sleeping and Aspen offered to take him to bed. The boys decided to watch a movie and after debating on what they will watch, they decided on Deadpool. Waytt pulled me in his arms but I slept halfway through the movie. I woke up later in my bed. I sat up straight and went to the salon, they all left and cleaned the place. I sat on the sofa. Picking up the cushion Wyatt used and inhale his scent. I took a shower and changed into my lacy nightdress. I opened the door to get some fresh air and found myself on the bench under my favorite tree. I was thinking about my king. He was so gentle and sweet to me. Making me wonder if the rumors about him being a monster were false. My entire body stiffened when I saw him in front o
Later in the afternoon, Wyatt was taking me out for a date so I got ready in a pastel-colored dress with a flattering ruched bodice, and let my hair down before wearing some heels. " You look pretty," My brother said. I turned away from the mirror. " Thanks, can you to help me with the earrings?" I asked. He walked over and put my earrings for me. " Are you going out with the king?" He arched an eyebrow. I sighed and stood up. Luca still didn't like the king too much even though they watched two football games together. He was just scared that I might get hurt again. It was hard when my pack and all my friends turned their backs on me but I survived. I cup his cute little face " I'll be fine, and I want this... I think," I swallowed. So far, the alpha king has been nothing but gentle and kind toward me, " I heard bad stories about him," He said slowly. " We can't judge people based on stories, Luca, we get to know them first and make a decision for ourselves," I said and he nodd
A year went by without Ethan, and it was torture for Kate, she had cried thousands of times and she thought her tears would run dry but she was wrong. She didn't know how the love of her life was doing except he was alive thanks to Azriel, she was grateful to have him by her side. " What did the butler say?" " He found out where they are holding him and we can go rescue him with a few of my warriors," he informed me and I smiled, going to hug him and he hugged me back. " Thank you, Azriel," I cried, pulling away from him. I didn't know what I'd do without him and I'll forever be grateful that I ran into him in that bar. " When are we going?" " Tomorrow," he informed. I was restless the whole day, we were waiting for night to come to invade the hunters and the next day, I was at the border of the Diamond pack before everyone arrived. The journey to Creek Fall town was two hours but most of them had shifted in their wolf form and I rode in the car with Azriel. Kate's heart was thu
The past two weeks were blissful for Kate and Ethan, they spent most of their time in each other's arms or watching vampire movies. " Do you do that too?" he asked as they watched a vampire movie, stifling a chuckle and she elbowed him in the gut. He grunted. " Why are they sparkling like that though," Kate murmured in wonder. She couldn't watch anymore so she stood up, deciding to stretch her legs for a while and it had been long since she went out to hunt. " I'm going to hunt," she sighed, wearing a coat. Ethan stood up and pulled her towards him. " I thought you preferred my blood," he purred in her ear, making a shiver run down her back. He left kisses on her neck and purred but she managed to push him away. " I want to stretch," she said. He smiled at her and nodded, watching her leave the cottage. Ethan was feeling terrible for not telling Kate who he truly was but his wolf told him that vampires and werewolves repel each other. Ethan's heart hurt at the thought of losing K
“Am in a very bad mood and you should leave to save your skin,” Ethan warned.Detective Bradley took a step back, almost mentally placing his hand on the latch of his gun. He could see a murderous glee in the visage of his enemy, Ethan.“I have a few questions regarding that lady friend of yours,”“ I don't know anything about her, like I said, am in a very bad mood and don't want to answer questions,” he repeated, hoarsely and whisperingly. “If you don't leave, am going to have to hurt you,” Ethan emphasized, trying to avoid eye contact, he was struggling with his inner wolf to maintain control as he wanted to take over and rip the detective to pieces. “I don't give a fuck ass what mood you're in. We can have this conversation out here or we can take it to the station.,” he replied, “It's your move mate”Ethan said nothing, he just remained placidly still.“Are we going to have a problem?” he asked again, readying to use brute force“ Please, go,” he struggled, sweat forming on his t
It was a pleasant night for Ethan but, as always, she was gone when he woke up. Leaving his office, he decided to leave his car and walk on foot. He was beginning to find a sinister satisfaction in these forbidden hours of the night. He hurried to the side of the street. The rain had just stopped and the sideways were still moisture-laden and the neon lights of the dry bar across the street glowed irritably across the range of his vision. He folded his hands into a fist, gnarling and pissed at nothing in particular. He stood there a moment and gazed fixedly at the strange gathering of the night colors in the air. He needed to hit something. It was the only logical thing to do. It was the only thing that felt like it would calm his restless soul. And maybe it was going to take the pain away. He stopped, feeling intense pain all over his body. He breathed in and started to walk, ignoring the pain earlier, but it started again. His heart was beating erratically and he stopped, touch
THE YEAR 1895 The gentle luster of his eyes lifted to the burning noon sun through the small window. Mathias Icarius Montgomery leaned over and craned to see the outside world through the iron bars of the prison that held him. A cloud of dust flew in and then rushed into his eyes and he drew back irritably but quickly recovered to his earlier position at the window. His last moments of freedom were these. He had been accused of treason, and he was on death row, sentenced to be hanged the following day. The failing hope that now possessed his visage was owed to the thoughts of being in this state, unable to be with his ailing wife with child. He stood, relishing the pallid scene outside. The people, buried in the turmoil of the usual vending, filled the streets, stretched through every narrow gate and boulevard, and discharged into a stream of many, making their way to this pitiful scene. In the street swelled diatribes of profanities and muffled chanting and voices of other unfamil
This was it. This was the day that she was going to die. She knew that she had to pay the price for the only day that she could spend with Ethan. This was the price she had to pay. Her father got up in the same fashion, and he could see everything that was happening. The wind was loud and still violent and this wizard was not here for any kind bargain. Halomir stretched out his hand, wading it in the air, and she knew that no good thing was going to come out of this. She launched onto him and took him down. She was going to die, but not without a good fight first. She pinned him to the ground and loosed her fangs. Suddenly, he blew some powder in her eyes and she became blind momentarily. Black magic, this was black magic. She fell back, moaning. She was blind, she could not see. She could hear the wizard approaching where she stood, and again she made a second attempt, but he caught her in midair and lifted her from her neck with one hand. Not only did he make her weak, but he had
It was only a few hours into the night. There was no doubt in her mind that Detective Bradley Burke was going to do everything in his strength to make sure that she didn't see the light of day again. Kate seemed calm in her seat, there was no need to fight it yet, it would only make things worse. Detective Bradley Burke glared at her through the mirror. She was sitting in the back seat, “How did you do it?” he asked her. She looked up to meet his eyes. “How did you kill those people?” Did he want to know? She eased her gaze on him. She knew it was easy to compel him even through the glass, but she wouldn't want to do it just yet, because Ethan was probably soon to be involved, so she would let it play out naturally for now. She looked away, ignoring his question. “I am going to make sure that you are locked up for a very long time” he promised. “And I am going to get the truth out of you one way or another,” She immediately let out an involuntary chuckle that stroked Burke as an i
Kate was escorted outside the house by Ethan. He opened the car door for her, and she got into her car and began driving away. She could see him in her mirror, standing on the driveway, watching longingly with his beautiful eyes, and she immediately envisioned what it felt like when his lips were deep into hers. Her lips parted as she lost herself and tried to escape her wonderful reverie. What was happening to her? Was this what love felt like? Was it even possible that she could feel love? Finally, in the distance, he disappeared, and her heart skipped a beat, already missing him. Doing the impossible, meeting him in broad daylight was impossible. And even if magic could do it, a huge sacrifice would have to be paid to just be able to stand in the sun without being scorched to death. Yes, that's it, black magic. After a few hours of driving, she approached the trail leading directly to the castle. She stepped out of her car and treaded carefully there. She trudged up the hill a
Ethan’s house, lit from within, stood at the far end, close enough for her to watch. Kate could see his silhouette moving about in his bedroom, and she stood in silence, watching, soon to head directly there. She would have to explain why she was hurt and why she had come here. She braved another step, then immediately sensed a variant presence in his house. It was different from the female servants. She searched with her sharp eyes and finally confirmed the reason for her dissatisfaction. Nestled on the bed in his bedroom was a woman, Danielle. The window was wide open and everything was revealed. Kate had been the one to compel her to forget what happened when she was lost in the night. Kate had done this kindness to get Ethan to focus on everything but Danielle. Kate watched in wondrous suspense. Danielle was sitting in his massive white bed dourly, as if unsatisfied with something. That perfume she wore only meant trouble and Kate scowled, then hopelessly cowered, fearing the wo