"Amara," Lucian whispered, his voice rough with emotion. "I never meant to hurt you." Amara turned away, her heart heavy with betrayal. "It doesn't matter. I can't stay here anymore." It was supposed to be easy. Marry him, Have a baby and you are free. Sold by her stepfather to the alpha king who was rumored to be brutal, Amara's life took a different turn. She was on the run with a baby in her stomach, away from him . And he was determined to get her back, even if it meant him begging on his knees.
View More~Amara~ I waited with expectation, waited for him to recollect himself and tell me about this thing that had happened long ago which I was not aware of. It wasn’t just because I wanted to hear it, it was because of the way his face contorted with grief as he lowered his head, almost as if he was fighting back tears. He couldn’t be possibly fighting back tears. Alpha kin Lucian never cries. If he was about to cry, then this event must have hurt him tremendously. I found my heart reaching out to him, making me realizes that the feelings which I thought was buried has never been buried. I cared about this man, and I still care about him. I was hurt seeing him hurting like this. “Lucian,” I called softly, my hands itching to comfort him, “Talk to me please.” He raised his head and leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, his hands clasped tightly together. His eyes, usually so fierce, looked haunted. “I’ve never told you about my first mate.” The mention of another woman, hi
~Lucian~ Despite my initial mistrust, Selen’s Pack had become a surprising comfort to me. I found myself being drawn to their unrestrained way of life. They were free, untethered, untamed, and fiercely independent. At first, I’d thought that they were not to be trusted. That they were threats to the kingdom and the Packs around them. But the more time I spent with them, the more I’d come to understand them. The rogue wolves were an enigma. They were untamed and unpredictable, but they carried a raw sense of friendship and closeness that reminded me of something that my kingdom had long lost. Their laughter echoed in the woods, their disputes were resolved without formality, and their freedom was intoxicating to witness. “They could thrive under my protection,” I said to Selene, standing by the edge of the clearing where a few of the rogues were sparring. “With a home in my territory, they’d have safety, stability. They wouldn’t need to live like rogues.” All day, I’d been trying
~Amara~A week after, I still hadn’t gotten over the thought of what had happened. Selene had been protective, almost like a mother. Always fussing about my baby, and what I should or should not do in order to have a safe delivery.According to her, it was only a matter of weeks before my baby would be born. The news had come gladly to Lucian, who on many occasions had tried to talk to me. But I was never in the mood to listen to him.Somehow, I blamed him for all the misfortune that had happened in my life. I blamed him for the death of every single person who had meant a lot to me. I always told myself that if only he had treated me well, and seen that I was his fated mate…if he had loved me the way that I loved him, maybe I wouldn’t be in this mess right now.But who was I deceiving? We all knew that my mother who allowed my stepfather to sell me out for money was the cause. She didn’t fight for me because she didn’t want to be on the bad side of her husband.I sat beneath an old s
~Amara~The room was a blur of soft, golden light and muted shadows as I opened my eyes. My mind felt like it was wading through fog, heavy and uncertain. I was unable to piece things together in the smallest ways, and it made my brain feel like it had a work sensory overload. The faint crackle of fire reached my ears, its warmth chasing away a cold that must have settled in my bones.But…where was this?Even through my haze, I could tell that this wasn’t a place that I’d been in before. It looked foreign. It smelt foreign.I blinked, my gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar surroundings. Where was I? The walls, painted in warm earth tones, held no answers. A large armchair stood near the bed, and in it sat a man slouched forward, his head resting on the edge of the bed that I lay on.Why does it feel like I had the whole world resting on my hand? Did I perhaps add a whole lot of weight while in this unfamiliar territory?With a bit of effort, I looked down at my hand and realized the
~Lucian~I raised my hands in surrender, wondering what could have gone wrong the few days that she had been asleep.“It’s me, Amara. It’s Lucian.”“You,” she spat, her body quaking with sobs. “It was you. You killed all those people. You want to kill my child. You killed Chad. You killed my friend. You!”There was definitely something wrong somewhere. How could she mistake me for Adrik, of all people?“Baby, please, stop. You need to calm down,” I said, slowly reaching for me.“I’ll only be able to calm down once you’re dead. By my hand. You devil!”I stood, more confused as Amara charged toward me, her fury a whirlwind of raw emotion. Her yells sliced through the air, accusing me of things so heinous I could hardly process them. Chad’s murder? Threatening our unborn pup? It wasn’t me—it could never be me. But how would I convince her when she was like a furious bear?“Amara, stop! It’s not me who did all those things to you. It’s Adrik! I would never intentionally hurt you like tha
~Lucian~My heart thrummed loudly as I held her hand, praying that she would be in perfect health when she wakes up. I still couldn’t forgive myself for all that had happened to her, but I wouldn’t have even survived blaming myself if she had succeeded in killing herself.I couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if I hadn’t decided to follow her after I saw Adrik and his guards moving suspiciously. Whatever could have made her decide to cut her wrist and bleed away?My eyes went to the slash mark on her wrist. It was faint now and was healing just fine. The herb that Georgia had applied to it worked perfectly. But it has been three days now and she was yet to wake up. I was starting to get more anxious as the hours ticked by.“Don’t you think you should get some rest now? You’ve not left her side for three days. We wouldn’t want to have two ailing werewolves on our hands,” Selene, the alpha of the Pack who had helped us, said.I turned to look at the middle-aged, kind-looki
~Amara~I couldn’t run anymore. I was out of breath, and my stomach was cramping badly. I could still hear the chaos behind us even as Chad held my hand tightly while we ran.“C-Chad, I-I don’t think I can do this anymore. I can’t run anymore” I gasped, slipping my hand off Chad’s and crumbling to the ground.He immediately came to me and knelt beside me, his eyes searching mine with urgent intensity. He felt my forehead and cursed softly under his breath. The curse became even louder when his eyes fell on my legs.“You’ve been hit by an arrow. Possibly poisoned, by the look of the surface area. Hold on, I’ll take it off.”He laid me on my back and held up my leg. I watched him, almost unconsciously as he asked if I was ready.No, I wasn’t ready. Not for anything. Not now or ever. I just wanted to have a semblance of peace in my life. Why was that so hard? Why couldn’t the moon goddess grant me that one wish?I screamed as I felt the arrow sliding out from my flesh. Almost immediatel
~Amara~When the third arrow grazed my cheek, Chad quickly stood and grabbed my hand. Taking one long look at Lydia, I mouthed “I’m sorry” and prepared to flee. But our pursuers were already unto us.Immediately we turned, we saw that we had been surrounded on all sides by werewolves. They snarled as they slowly closed in on us, their eyes burning, and their mouth drooling. I didn’t need a seer to tell me that they were Adrik’s men. He had finally caught onto our plans.“You really think you could run away so easily from me?”I swung around and there was Adrik standing in the circle that the werewolves had created. His countenance was furious and there and then, I understood that our chances of getting out of this were slim.Chad pulled me behind him and came in front of me, trying to shield me from Adrik’s fury. But that was a stupid gesture. A brave one, but also stupid. Adrik could only be so angry with me, but for him, he would be double furious with him.Lydia groaned again, and
~Amara~It was the signal, the one I’d been waiting for. The Hollow Ball that Adrik held wavered and then vanished, along with the shimmering lights and strange haze of power that had filled the room. He rose to his feet, his gaze dark as he turned to me.“Omega, stay here. Guards!” he barked, calling them to his side. “I’ll deal with whatever this is.”I nodded, forcing myself to look as calm as possible even though my pulse was racing. As soon as Adrik left the room, my instincts took over, and I darted for the door, every nerve on fire with anticipation. Chad would be waiting for me. I could hardly believe that soon we’d be free of this place, but I knew every second counted.Apart from that fact, I didn’t want Lucian blocking me or even trying to talk about what happened in the past. I wasn’t up for that at all. All I wanted was to get to where Chad was in one piece.I was halfway down the hall when a figure appeared, blocking my path. I gasped, thinking that it was one of Adrik’s
Amara's POVAs each drop of rain touched the ground, the view of the village became dark and dull, making it difficult for those standing outside to see what lay ahead of them. Water flowed down the cramped street, carrying the mud and dirt past me, a young girl standing under an umbrella, with my mother and step-father. My emerald blue eyes darted left and right, squinting tightly in an effort to see beyond the darkness and the rain."Mother, do you think he will come? The rain is getting heavier." I said as I placed more strength into my arms to keep the umbrella steady."He will come, Amy " My mother said, calling me by the nickname she usually called me at home. My father passed away seven months ago, and since then, it was just my step father and my mother who were with me. The rain was getting heavy, and the wind did not help, making it impossible for the umbrella to stop all the rain from reaching our shoes. My aunt gave a look to my uncle standing next to her, pressing her l...
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