Aiden “A meeting?” I questioned as my eyes fell on the wolf that was standing in front of me. “Yes alpha. Your father wants you to attend it now.” I rolled my eyes as I made do with the buttons on my shirt. It was still a bit early to be holding a pack meeting, but my father was one to not care about the time. The meeting must be important, if he wanted me to attend so early in the morning. I waved my hand, dismissing the wolf and he bowed, making way out of my chambers. I turned to the window, and gazed at my reflection. The bags under my eyes were prominent. This was to be expected, since sleep was the last thing I had last night. My mind was swirling around with thoughts of my mate, Kayla. The moment she rejected me, I felt heart broken and I could not comprehend why she would turn down my offer. I was under the assumption that she was tired of being treated that way, so why would she want to stay with her so called family. Because she loved them? I scof
Kayla Just like Aiden had promised, I was given a room, which was right beside his chambers. He wanted me close to him, and that kind of filled me with a sense of relief. The moment I stepped into the room he had prepared for me, I was at loss for words. It was easily the most luxurious room I had ever seen. The first thing that caught my eye was the massive king-sized bed, covered in soft, white linens that looked like they belonged in a five-star hotel. I walked over to the bed, running my hands over it. This was the first time I had touched a bed so soft. The bed I slept on, back at my house could not hold a candle to this. To the left of the bed was a beautifully crafted wooden dresser with intricate carvings that caught the light from the crystal chandelier hanging above it. The dresser had a matching vanity table with a large mirror, flanked by two delicate golden lamps. In the corner of the room, there was a cosy armchair with a soft, plush cushion, perfect for l
Aiden The whole room had gone tranquil. It was as silent as a graveyard, and the weight of what I had done was settling in the air. Cynthia’s eyes were wide as she held her now reddened cheek. “Aiden, you...you hit me?” She asked, her voice filled with disbelief. “Yes, and I will do it again,” I said, my arms folded. I did not feel any ounce of regret at what I had done to her. She dared to lay her hands on my mate and she was suffering the repercussions. That was not the only reason I had hit her. Cynthia has always been pompous, everyone knew her for that. All because she was a Lycan, she would act like she was better than everyone. And I hated that. I wanted to put her in her place, and I was glad that the opportunity had finally been given to me. “Know your place, Cynthia, you cannot just storm into my room and hurt my mate,” I hissed. Cynthia’s eyes met with mine and a scowl formed on her face. “Aiden, you dare to hit me? Your fiancée?” “I have never ackno
Kayla’S POV As I trudged down the hallway, my mind was still reeling from what had happened to me in Aiden’s chambers. Cynthia’s presence there took a turn for the worst. I was in utter shock when she laid her hands on me, but what was more shocking, was the fact that Aiden had hit her back, and it was because of me. I was still sceptical about Aiden’s feelings for me, but when he got angry for my sake, I began to believe that his feelings for me were real. I was under the impression that the only reason why he was attracted to me was because of the mate bond, but now, I knew it was more than that. I did not know how to feel about these feelings that Aiden harboured for me, because I did not feel the same way about him. I let out a sigh; my head hung low as the thought of Cynthia popped up in my head. I was not elated when Aiden had hit her because of me. I was scared, that she would resent me because of that. When I rushed out of the room, I rushed out in hopes that I would
Aiden The announcement about my wedding with Cynthia was made, and in two days, the whole pack was buzzing about it. The pack house was filled with excitement as everyone was preparing for the wedding. Happiness was in the air, but I could not feel it. All I could feel was rage and sadness, and I was desperate. For two whole days, I tried my best to meet Kayla, but I was always held up with work. Even when I was in my chambers, Kayla had not come to meet me, and I could only wonder why. It felt like she was avoiding me like a plague and did not want to even glance at me. What had I done wrong? Was she still angry at me for what Cynthia had done to her? I paced around in my office, these questions swirling around in my head. I was so eager and desperate to see Kayla, but the mountain of paperwork I had to finish for my father was sitting right on my table. He had given me these documents to sign, saying it was something for the finalization of the wedding, and it needed to
Kayla I stood in front of my stepfather’s house, my nerves failing me. I had walked all the way here, but I was not confident enough to step in. It did not really come as shock to me that the alpha was sending me away from the pack house, but when he told me he was banishing me from the pack, I was at loss for words. I had never anticipated this outcome, but I should have known it would come to this at the end of the day. I had been hated by everyone in this pack for so long, and they saw me as a nuisance. To them, I was like a small stain, on a white cloth, tarnishing it. What hurt me the most was that Aiden, my so called mate, had not even come to my aid, not even once, He was the one that begged me to stay in the pack house after all, and now that his father did not want me there, he had gone mute, just like me. I cursed him underneath my breath, and regretted, why I had even gone along with his words. I steeled my nerves, clenching my fists by my side as I walked up to t
Aiden As I lay in my chambers, my mind was reeling with everything that had taken place during my last encounter with my father. I could still vividly, recall how irked I was, and how my rage had consumed me to the max. I had never imagined that one day; I would strangle Cynthia till she passed out. No matter how much I hated her, I never thought I would go so far. But the rage had blinded my eyes, making me do something very terrible, and what's more, I did it in front of my father, and Julian. I recalled the way they dragged me away from her with so much force, I landed on the ground. Julian was ready to pounce on me and tear me from limb to limb. I could smell his bloodlust. But my father calmed him down, telling him that he would make sure I was punished severely for what I had done to my wife-to-be. Julian was able to calm down, but he still shot daggers at me as he carried his daughter, out of my father’s office. I got an earful from my father. It was mostly him yellin
Kayla I was seated at the corner of the dimly lit room I had been thrown into a day before, hungry, tired, and in need of a bath. I had sat here for a day, debating on what my fate was going to be. The man that I had seen, was referred to as the devil king, at least, that was what his barbaric followers called him. I only got a glimpse of his face, and that huge grin he had was anything but nice. It was eerie, and it made the hairs at the back of my neck stand straight. He said he was not going to feast on me, but why had I been brought here? And why had I been left here for a whole day? I rubbed my eyes, looking at my surroundings and taking in the rather eccentric design of the bedroom. The walls were lined with crimson tapestries that looked like they were woven from the entrails of some mythical creature. The floor was made of black obsidian stones, and they were polished to a high shine, reflecting the eerie red light that emanated from the walls. The bed was a massiv