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
Aiden I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my chambers, taking in my appearance. Today was a big day for me, as I was about to be officially named the alpha of the pack. It was a great honour and responsibility that came with it, and I wanted to look my best for the occasion. Today was also my wedding day, and thought of it made me nauseous. I wanted to get the wedding aspect of this ceremony over with, and I wanted it to be done, fast. I adjusted my black suit jacket, making sure it fit perfectly on my broad shoulders. The jacket was made of a fine wool blend, with a subtle sheen to it. It was tailored to fit my muscular frame and emphasized my height. I paired it with a crisp white dress shirt and a black silk tie. The tie was knotted tightly, a symbol of my determination to lead the pack with strength and wisdom. My trousers were also black, perfectly pressed and tapered to my legs. They were made of a comfortable fabric that allowed me to move easily, which wa
Kayla I walked away from the witch’s cottage with the two maids the alpha had assigned to me. The words the witch had told me still rang in my head. I was not sure what to think about this information and it bothered me a lot. I sighed through my nose, shaking my head to clear my thoughts. I decided not to worry about it for now. It was a matter I could not exactly control. “Miss Kayla, would you like to take a tour around the pack house?” One of the maids asked. I brightened up, nodding my head profusely and we began to make our way back to the pack house. As we walked towards the pack house, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of awe. It was a magnificent structure made of wood and stone, with a thatched roof and large windows. It was surrounded by lush greenery and flowers, and the sound of a nearby stream added to its serene beauty. Brenda and Rose showed me around the various rooms in the pack house. We started with the main hall, which was grand and spacious, with high
Aiden My awe had not faded, seeing what Cynthia had just done. Her eyes were fixed on me intently, a look of seriousness in them. Seeing as she had just performed a rather serious ceremony, just to prove her feelings for me, I could not help but start to harbour some trust for her. “Aiden,” she cooed. “Do you believe me now? Did my feelings reach you?” I gazed at her, my eyes trailed to her plump red lips she had used to utter such words. My wolf, inside of me, yearned for one person, Kayla, but at the moment, there was a force drawing me to Cynthia, a force I could not comprehend. I decided to not fight it. I levitated towards her, my hands slinking around her waist and my lips capturing hers in a soft kiss. Cynthia leaned into me with hesitation, her hands making their way around my neck. Our kiss grew hotter by the minute as she parted her mouth and made way for my tongue to explore hers. She moaned into my mouth and I could feel her body quiver as I trailed a hand a
Kayla I kept having the same dream that night. It was all in the same sequence. I was standing in a clearing, surrounded by the men who had defiled me. They were taunting me, leering at me, and I felt helpless and terrified. Then suddenly, Aiden appeared, charging towards them with fury in his eyes. He fought them all off, one by one, until they lay motionless on the ground. But as soon as the last one fell, Aiden turned towards me, his eyes filled with sadness, and tears streaming down his face. It was the same dream every time, and every time I woke up in a cold sweat, my heart racing, and tears streaming down my face. Morning came, and I shot up from the bed, my whole body drenched in perspiration. I couldn’t help but replay the dream over and over in my head, trying to make sense of it. Did it mean that Aiden had something to do with those men who had defiled me? Why was he punishing them for what they had done? The more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself
Aiden As I stood in front of Daniel, his eyes blazing with anger, I heard the whispers around me. But I ignored them, my mind too clouded with fury to pay attention to anything else. He had it coming. He had always been a pain, always getting drunk and causing trouble. He was never going to change, and I was tired of his antics. I hovered over Daniel, still seething with anger. My blood boiled in my veins, my chest heaving with every breath I took. I stare down at Daniel, who looked back up at me with a mix of shock and fury. I felt no remorse for my actions. I had grown tired of Daniel’s constant antics, his selfishness and jealousy. For years, I had overlooked his behavior, trying to keep the peace for the sake of their pack. But not anymore. Daniel raised his hand, ready to strike me back, but before he could, our father walked in. “What is going on here?” he demanded, his voice authoritative and stern. Daniel turned to face him, his drunkenness making his movements unst
Kayla I ran as fast as I could, gasping for breath as I stumbled over the rocky terrain. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could feel the sweat trickling down my face. I couldn’t believe that the disappearing powder had worn off so quickly, and I cursed Lily for not warning me about the side effects. I had to get away from Freyer’s pack house, or else I would be sacrificed like a lamb. I glanced behind me, my eyes scanning the woods for any sign of pursuit. So far, there was no one in sight, but I knew that I had to keep running. I pushed myself harder, my legs burning as I forced myself to go faster. As I ran, I spotted a pack in the distance, and my heart leaped with hope. Maybe I could find sanctuary there. I changed direction, making a beeline for the pack. My chest heaved as I ran, and I prayed that I wouldn’t collapse before I got there. The pack was hidden away in a secluded area, surrounded by thick trees and underbrush. I slowed down as I approached, scanning my s
Aiden I sat in my office, staring at the empty desk across from me. The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp providing a soft glow. The walls were lined with shelves, filled with books and trinkets that had been passed down through generations of our pack. My father had insisted that I take over this office when I became the alpha, but I never felt comfortable here. It always felt too sterile, too cold. My thoughts drifted to my mother, and the ache in my chest grew stronger. Her burial had lasted for seven long days, and now it was finally over. I had watched as they lowered her to the ground, my heart heavy with grief. I missed her so much, and I couldn’t help but think about all the things she would never get to see or experience. I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I had a duty to my pack, and I couldn’t let my grief consume me. But it was hard. So hard. I had never felt so alone before. The only person I ever really loved was not here with me. Kayla.
Kayla I sat there in the dark, dank cell, waiting for Freyer to answer my proposal. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest, I was sure it would burst any second. Freyer was gazing down at me with a look of disdain on his face. “So, Kayla,” he said, his voice cold and unfeeling. “You’re willing to be used as a sacrifice, just so you can get your revenge on those men?” I nodded my head, my eyes locked onto his, pleading with him to understand. “Yes, Freyer. It’s the only way. I swear to you, I will do whatever it takes to make sure the sacrifice is carried out. Just please, let me have my revenge,” I signed. Freyer didn’t answer right away. He simply stood there, studying me with a cold, unfeeling gaze. I could feel my heart sinking in my chest, as I realized that he might not agree to my proposal. “You could run away,” he finally said, his voice low and menacing. “I do not find you trustworthy, so I will not agree to such a deal. It benefits me in no way.” Tears welled
Aiden I mulled over what the messenger had just told me, unsure of what to do. Both events were equally important to me. Completing my marriage to Cynthia would officially seal my position as alpha in the clan. Each alpha in the clan, always had a wife, before they could take up the title. But burying my mother and finally putting her to rest after she had suffered for years from cancer was a very big deal to me. I let out a sigh, my eyes trailing to the sky as I was torn between both options. “Why don’t you postpone the wedding and focus on your mother’s burial?” I could hear my wolf speak to me. I brooded over it and his words were right. My wedding with Cynthia was something I could finish at a later date. We had done the official wedding, and all that was left was the wedding rituals. That could be postponed, while I hold a proper burial for my mother. I told to the messenger and he blinked at me. “Excuse me,” I said, turning to the messenger who stood next to me. “D
Kayla I sat on the cold stone floor of my dungeon cell, my stomach growling with hunger. I had been locked up for what felt like days, with no food or water. My throat was parched, and my body weak. I regretted running away from the Freyer’s pack house. I thought I could escape and find a better life for myself, but now, I wished I had stayed. At least I had food and shelter there. My eyes wandered around the dimly lit cell, and I wondered why I had not taken a look at it since I had been locked up here. The dungeon cell was a small, damp and musty room with stone walls that were covered in dirt and grime. The air was thick with the scent of mold and decay, and I could hear the scurrying of rats in the corners. A small window high up on the wall allowed a meager amount of light to filter in, but it was not enough to brighten the room. The only piece of furniture in the cell was a rusted iron bedframe with a thin, lumpy mattress that provided little comfort. The metal was col