I wore a high-neck sleeveless dress and white canvas, Wyatt was ready too in a black costume. He looked too handsome and I was jealous that all those she-wolves will be eye fucking him. " Why do you have to be so handsome?" I moaned. He smirked at me. " Jealousy suites you," We walked downstairs to the living room where everyone was; Aspen, Jett, and Lucas. They were talking about some game but stopped when they saw us. " Morning, everyone," I greeted. I kissed my brother and ruffled his hair. " Adira, Darling!" Mila beamed, stretching her hands wide to me. She was walking over to me elegantly and one could tell that she was an epitome of a classy woman. I returned her smile and she hugged me kindly, stroking my hair. She pulled away and caressed my cheek. " Welcome home, Adira, you may not remember me but I knew you as a child, " She told me. " Hello, Ma'am, it's good to see or meet you, I don't know now," I chuckled. She frowned. " Call me Mila, please," she said.
" He loves you, he wants you," he said, the words sounding bitter from his tongue. " That's not the question," " If you doubt him, ask him," " I did and you heard what he said," " And you don't believe him," he stated. Something was wrong and I knew it. I grabbed his hand gently and he stiffened, I squinted my eyes at his reaction. Does he not like to be touched? " Sorry," I murmured, retracting my hand. " Do you love him?" his question took me by surprise but I nodded. I didn't know how or when but I did. I fell for Wyatt. " Yes, I love him a lot and would hate if he was hiding something from me," " What if he was?" he asked. I didn't know what to say to that. I didn't even think about that far ahead. " I don't know," I admitted softly. " Just give it time," " Give what time, Azriel, you're scaring me," My voice trembled. " Don't be, you're alright. Your mate loves you," he said, and I smiled halfheartedly at him. He was staring at me. " Have you eaten?" he a
I was sulking the next days because Wyatt had been staying at the palace for some time. I was sitting in the common area, my back against the pool table as I read a book but let's face it, I couldn't even concentrate. I needed to do something, anything else. " Hey," I jumped from the floor when I spotted Azriel passing by. "What?" he gruffed. " Where to?" I asked, ignoring his rude tone. " Excuse me?" he raised an eyebrow at my overly excited voice. " I thought we were friends so..." I trailed and he smirked at me, crossing his arms against his chest, " We are not friends, and you need to get yourself some," " I thought we were!" " Just because I told you some details about my life doesn't make you my friend," he said coldly and I was taken back. I was quick to assume. " Okay, then," I said quietly, facing the floor. " I'm going to the border wall, there was a severe attack the last two days and I'm going to check on the situation, to see if it can get us some leads,
I heard mutters go through the tent, did I ask something wrong? " No, dearly, those are the rules here," Another man answered with a friendly expression on his face. I nodded and Azriel directed me to take a seat away from the table. The men discussed for a long, they were talking about strategy and the reason why the dark wolves' attack was massive this time. They were caught off guard. I was bored and I silently went outside, sympathy welled in me again as I walked around the camp. I followed a path down until I saw a huge tent that had a red plus sign, that must be where they take the sick on this part of camp. It was open so I entered, injured men were sleeping on tiny beds, and others were on the floor as they didn't have enough space. " Can I help?" I asked two doctors who were attending to the soldiers. " Yes, we could use an extra set of hands. I'm Chad and that's Cain," He handed me a large box with supplies in it. I went to one of the soldiers on the floor and crouc
We reached home in forty minutes and my heart was pounding as I went into the house, without saying a word to Azriel. I noticed Wyatt standing against the window alone in the dark living room. He was wearing an all-dark office outfit and he exuded power. He glanced at me coldly as I walked towards him. I stopped in front of him, " hey," I reached my hands to touch him but he tilted his head so I shouldn't. Why was he so mad at me? " Why did you go with him?" His tone was cold. " I was doing nothing at home and I insisted on going with him," " Where?" " At the western border," Crack. A glass he was holding cracks in his hands while he didn't even flinch. " He fucking took you to the border knowing how dangerous it is!" Wyatt yells, throwing the shuddered pieces of glass. I took his hands. " You're bleeding," I stood up and rushed to the kitchen, asking the first servant I saw to give me a bandage and something to clean the wound with. I led Wyatt to sit on the sofa and
" Where does he go?" I murmured and the hand wrapped around me tightened almost suffocatingly. I whimpered and Wyatt released me. He spun me around quickly and looked at me with a fierce gaze. I placed my hand on his chest. I kissed him seductively and kept going down, he stiffened when I reached lower and lower until I got on my knees. I pulled down his black boxers and opened my mouth, slowly taking the tip of his cock. I sucked it erotically and he groaned. " Fuck," I moved my head back and forth all while giving him a hand job. I swirled my tongue and he moaned. “ Baby,” Sounds of pleasure erupted from his chest. I kept going, taking him all in. The throaty sounds he was making were getting louder and his hand grabbed my hair. He was fucking me in my mouth, frantically, following my pace. " Yes, yes," he moaned. His massive dick was hitting the back of my throat and he loved the gagging sound. I felt him get closer to his release. ‘’ Fuck, I’m- I'm going to cum,’’ he sai
I felt a chill run down my spine, and cold sweat dripped from my temple, “ What?” He nodded, looking ashamed. “ But why?” “ He did it to me a few years back,” “ You had a mate before me?!” I bellowed. He shook his head. “ No, but I was seeing someone, and one day after a fight, Azriel boasted about fucking her,” I didn’t know what to say and he continued, “ I was hurt because I had feelings for that woman so I held a grudge, later that year, he found his mate and I fucked her,” Oh, my gods. It was not just irking each other at this point. Their vendetta was not just about power or birthright. They both did each other dirty and it pierced their hearts. Wyatt was worried that Azriel would retaliate for what he did by using me. Now, I had so many questions, is that why Azriel didn’t save his mate from his father, he did mention he could have saved her if he wanted. “ I’m sorry, baby, we were young and immature,” “ You are worried that he will do what you did to him,” I s
He sighed and lay on the large sofa, closing his eyes. I ignored him, remembering what Wyatt said last night. My eyes go to the man lying on the sofa, his hand covering his face. " You're staring," he whispered. " Oh so, you're talking to me now," " Excuse me?" " Forget it," I closed the laptop and sighed, leaning back in my seat. " You're still staring." " Do you want to use me for revenge?" I go straight to the point. He doesn't seem surprised. His eyes shot open and he gazed at me. " He told you," " You forgot to mention that part when you told me about your mate," I retorted. I observed him, waiting for his answer. " I wasn't obligated to, and why should I tell you that, you're no one to me," he said. I knit my eyebrow and smiled sarcastically at him " Well, you didn't think that when you told me how you watched as your father annihilated her," I barked, and he growled at me menacingly, his eyes flashing. " Watch your fucking mouth," " Watch yours too," I g