Ava POV
I was floating. At least, that was what it felt like with Arthur’s hands running over my body. I couldn't explain what it was that drew me to him so deeply, but I knew I liked it. His fingers touched my face, my neck, and my shoulders, ran down to my breasts, kneaded my nipple, and then to my belly button. I sighed in contentment at having him so near, gasped in surprise when his skilled fingers entered me, and almost cried when they began administering a steady, pleasure torture. I waited in anticipation until he drove into me in one fluid movement. I felt my walls give way, break down for him. Something inside me snapped, and I let out a loud howl. His own terrifying growl came after, and as our bodies moved in perfect rhythm, it occurred to me that we were actually mating. My senses were heightened towards him, as well as my feelings. Feelings I'd never before experienced for anyone began to form inside me, and I let them, knowing it was inevitable. When he kissed my lips, I dragged my fingers down his back, drawing blood. My abdomen felt heavy, almost like it was trapped behind a wall and needed release. I basked in the feeling of his possession of me and loved the way he branded me with his kisses. "Ava," he groaned. "Oh, Ava." I was approaching a cliff head-fast, and I was not weary of falling. It didn't seem like the kind of fall one regretted afterward. Instead, it felt like the kind of falling that came with being addicted to something or someone. "Arthur." His name was enough to push me over that edge, and when I fell, I fell with a force that threatened to consume every inch of my being. My body shook violently as I held onto him for dear life, fearing that I would expire from the ferocity of the vibration. Placing one last kiss at the top of my shoulder, Arthur let out a growl, then spasmed. He collapsed on top of me, and I felt his heart beating sporadically. My body felt like sandpaper, weak and tired from our lovemaking. I was in the battle to sleep, and seconds later, I was drifting away... ************ My bones were so weak I couldn't even move. What happened? My eyes fluttered open, and I took in the scenery. Light filled the room, and I winced. Somewhere at the back of my head, something beeped red. I sat up, alert and extremely aware of myself. "Where am I?" Airbrushed at my skin, causing me to look down, and I gasped as I realized I was completely naked. I jumped off the bed, holding the white bedsheet over my body. "Oh, my God," I murmured, fear gripping my body. "Oh, my God." "You're awake." I heard the voice before I saw his face. His eyelids fluttered then opened slowly, his lips stretching in a wide smile. "Did you sleep okay?" Wait. How had I ended up in bed with Arthur James? "What did you do to me?" My voice carried daggers, and I swear I almost killed him at the thought that he'd touched me. “Why am I naked in your bed?" He stared at me like he'd seen a pink ghost, the smile disappearing. "You don't remember what happened?" I shook my head, backing away when he leaned forward to touch me. "Don't touch me!" I screamed, hitting the wall. "Don't you touch me.” Now he was kneeling on the bed, an alarm in his eyes. "Ava," he held out a hand, and I recoiled. Something had happened last night that ended up with me in his bed. In fact-I reached between my legs and winced at the soreness-Oh, my God. "Did we have sex?" I almost cried. "What did you do to me?" "Yes, we had sex, but-" "How come I don't remember anything?!" Tears were running down my face now. I hated not knowing. It was one of the reasons I loved to read. Even if I didn't have the experience, I hated not knowing. He'd taken my virginity, and I didn't even remember- "Wait. I remember." He was instantly in front of me, holding my face in his hands. "What do you remember?" I tried to pull away, but he was too strong. "Ava! What do you remember? Tell me." I tried to relax and put the fuzzy pieces together in my head. I'd been talking to Jennifer about how shameless she was for selling me out, and then he'd come to me with a drink, and that was where everything got fuzzy. "You gave me something." My eyes were wide as saucers, and my body shook as I stared up at him. "What did you put in the wine?" He let me go, staggering back. He was looking at me, but it seemed like he couldn't see me. "Arthur, What did you put in the wine you gave me last night? I'm not stupid. I've been studying spells for over two years. I can recognize bewitchment when I see it." His chest heaved, and he blinked. He'd done something to me; I just knew it. I remembered him touching me, licking and sucking on my skin. I remembered him entering me, and I remembered how amazing it had felt, but it seemed like ages ago. Like I was an outsider looking through a glass door, watching as free will left me. "Let's get married." He said abruptly. "What?" Flummoxed, I could only stare at him. The man was crazy. He was out of his mind. "You're insane. You've gone mad." He hurried closer, holding my hand in his big ones. My other hand held the bedsheet to my body, trying to cover what remained of my dignity. "I've never been more serious, Ava. Let me make this right. Marry me." Oh, My God. I've never met a man so clueless. I pushed him away with all the strength I could muster, surprised I was able to stand on my two feet. "You drugged me!" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I didn't drug you. I'm not such a delinquent." "Well then, you used a spell on me." I spat. "Does that make you feel better? You took advantage of the free will that you took away from me, and then you took my virginity. You're worse than scum, and I want to have nothing to do with you." I scrambled around for my underwear. If I didn't get out of this place, I was going to explode. "Fucking piece of shit. What was your plan? Fuck me into submission?" "Ava, wait. I'm sorry." I zoned out on him, throwing on my panties and clasping my bra. Now, where was my dress? "Let's talk about this, Ava. We can sort this out." I found the stupid dress at the foot of the bed, jumped into it, and threw it on. Oh, I wished I hadn't attended the stupid event. How I wished Anna hadn't shown me that stupid picture that made me think about him nonstop. "Ava," he grabbed my arm, halting my steps. I spun around to meet his deceiving blue eyes, daring him to deceive me even more. His eyes roamed my face in silence, like he was rethinking his next words. "You won't be able to get rid of me that easily. We mated. We're bound together forever." "Don't be ridiculous. I'd rather die than be your mate." After a few seconds, the implications of what he'd said hit me. I hadn't even thought about that. My eyes were suddenly opened, and I could see him clearly, clearer than normal. He'd branded me, made me his. I checked with my wolf, gasping. I could feel the strong connection between his wolf and mine. I could feel the possessiveness, the passion, the path. Most of all, I could hear his wolf, and it muttered just one word, "Mine."AVA'S POV. I sat on the chair with my face in my hands, my mind spinning. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. How could Arthur do this to me? The thought made my heart heavy as I breathed heavily and kept sighing every moment I got. I had slept with a complete stranger, a face I couldn't shake off my mind. The shame burned inside me, mixing with anger and regret. How did it even happen? How could an Alpha think of doing this to me? And marriage? What kind of idiot brings up marriage after he rapes a girl?The walls felt like they were closing in, making it hard to breathe. I wanted to cry, scream, or undo everything. But that wouldn't change anything. My heart ached, my head hurt, and I didn’t know what to do next. My life felt like it was falling apart. “Fuck,” I cussed slamming my head on the table. “What could possibly go wrong again?”“Hey,” Anna said as she sat down beside me. “I got your message.”Yes, the cause of my problems is A
ARTHUR'S POV. I walked quietly through the hallways of the mansion, it had been a long time since the elders had summoned me for a minute. I knew something wasn't right but I was filled with guilt for what I did to Ava and I paid no attention to Amelia. I was just a coward, how could I possibly think of doing that to her and the first thing that came out of my mouth was a proposal for her to marry me?At least my mistake made me know she was my mate, but how could she have run off after we found out that we were mates? Or was I the only one who felt her?“You have been busy,” Amelia interrupted. I turned to her with a faint smile. “I don't know Amelia, I don't understand what I feel.”“You feel your mate,” she replied. “I am sure you were happy to find out your mate.”“I am not sure I am bothered by that, I don't care if she is my mate or not, I shared a bed with her and I have chosen her to be my bride.”“That's not how the world works,” she laughed awkwardly. “You drugged her, yo
AVA'S POV. I woke up at the hospital, and my head was still spinning. I tried to stand up from the bed but a sharp pain in my head sent me back down. Anna walked in just in time, she was holding two cups of coffee. “Ava you are awake,” she smiled, walking closer. “Hey,” I said, trying to sit up. “Oh,” she muttered, dropping the coffee on the bedside table and helping me up. “What happened?” I questioned, holding my aching head. “The last thing I remember was asking that guy to back off.”It has been almost a month since the rape incident happened, and I couldn't bring myself to tell Jennifer and Arthur had completely abandoned me. All I could rely on was Anna, she took me around the city and different parties just to get my thoughts off the guilt, pain and rejection that filled my heart. “You fainted,” she explained. “You are lucky that wasn't some rough party, someone brought you here.”“Who?” I frowned. “A cute guy,” she smiled, handing me a cup of coffee. “The doctors said
ARTHUR'S POV.I sat quietly on my chair in my office, trying to take my mind off work a little, but the clicking of Elena's heels made it difficult for me to concentrate. She moved back and forth across the office. Her face was etched with anxiety as she bit her fingers. Finally, she stopped, folding her arms tightly. “Why aren’t you worried, Arthur?” she demanded. “How can you sit there so calm when everything is falling apart?”I leaned back, my eyes fixed on her as I tapped my fingers on the table. She of all people should know the answer to that, the elders can't do much, taking me off the throne would require more trouble than leaving me on it and this was something known to everyone. “The elders aren't fools, you figure out the rest.”Her eyes narrowed. “Really? You have heard what Oliver’s been doing, haven’t you? Half the council already supports him. He’s twisting everything against you. And you’re sitting there acting like it doesn’t matter?”I nodded slowly. “Let his sch
AVA'S POV.The forest was silent, except for the whisper of the wind threading through the trees. My wolf's ears twitched as the cool air carried a faint scent, earthy, musky, undeniably him. Arthur.My heart beat loudly in my chest as panic surged through me as his massive form emerged from the shadows. Even in his wolf form, his presence was scary, sleek fur, sharp golden eyes, and an aura of dominance that made every nerve in my body scream danger. This was the Devil Alpha. His pack was known for ruthlessly eliminating impure wolves like me. He saw me.I froze, my breath caught in my throat as his gaze pinned me in place. Slowly, he began to shift. Bones cracked, fur receded, and within moments, there stood Arthur in his human form. His chiseled frame gleamed under the moonlight, his expression unreadable but his eyes…those piercing eyes…held a power… unmistakably hatred, that made me shrink back.I tried to shift back into my human form. My mind screamed for the change, but my b
AVA'S POV.Arthur sat in the living room, his legs crossed as he patiently waited for my mother to come downstairs. It had been two days since the encounter in the woods, I couldn't help but wonder if he had finally come here to kill me or wanted an explanation on why my mother kept me despite knowing the rules. “Wait in your room until I call for you,” she instructed. I hesitated, wanting to eavesdrop, but her stern expression left no room for argument. I nodded and retreated to my small room, closing the door behind me.I paced in my room, my mind racing. What could they be talking about? Arthur didn’t look like a man on a mission to kill, but that didn’t mean he hadn’t come to destroy what was left of my life. I walked to the door placing my head on the door, my hearing senses weren't as sharp as other wolves, I could only hear things close to me and they were downstairs, it didn't matter how much I tried, I wouldn't still get what I wanted. Minutes felt like hours before the s
AVA'S POV.The days after Arthur’s visit were anything but peaceful. His words stayed with me, repeating in my mind like an echo. I couldn’t forget the way he had begged me, the pain in his voice and eyes. It was so different from the Arthur I thought I knew. But my mother made it worse, always pushing me to see his side, making it look like I was the problem. Arthur raped me, why aren't we talking about that? Why are we talking about why I rejected him, not how it started?“You are being difficult, Ava,” she said, arms crossed as she leaned on the counter, her voice filled with frustration like she had said this too many times. “Arthur wouldn’t have come here to beg if he didn’t mean every word.”I sighed, stirring my tea without looking up. “It’s not that easy, Mom. Maybe he loves me, but what about the baby? What kind of life will they have if the pack rejects me?”“Arthur would protect you,” she reassured me. “Take it from someone who worked in the pack, I know Arthur, the pack
Arthur’s POVI was talking with Amelia when my phone rang. Her laugh trailed off when she saw the way I froze, staring at the screen.“What’s wrong?” she asked, tilting her head.“It’s Ava,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.“Ava? The Ava?” Amelia asked, her voice filled with disbelief.“Yes,” I muttered, picking up the phone. My heart raced. Ava never called.“Hello?” I said cautiously.“Arthur, let’s get married.”The words hit me like a thunderbolt. “What?” I blurted, unable to believe I had heard her right.But she didn’t repeat herself. The line went dead before I could say anything else.I stared at my phone for a moment, my mind drawing a blank. Did she really say that? Could she have meant it?“Arthur, what is it?” Amelia asked, her brows furrowing as she tried to read my expression.“She said…” My voice trailed off as I tried to process. “She said she wants to get married.”Amelia’s jaw dropped. “Ava said that? After everything?”I nodded slowly, still unsure if I had
Arthur's pov. The chamber was dim, filled with flickering candlelight that cast long shadows on the stone walls. We sat quietly glancing glances at each other as the black witch continued with her work. Amelia moved to her, whispering something to her, the witch turned to her with a cold glare. “What do you know about black magic?” She questioned her, her expressions flickered to disdain. “What the hell do you think you can do to help me?”Amelia frowned, stepping back. “I just wanted to help, you don't have to be harsh with your words.”I winced as I clutched my wounded arm. The pain was almost unbearable, I can't believe this was what my victims had to pass through before they died. Amelia walked to me. “Who does she think she is?” She eyed. “I am almost the best witch in our time, just because I don't practice black magic doesn't mean my powers aren't as powerful as it.”I smiled, despite the pain. “It's okay, Amelia, just let her go to work.”Amelia rolled her eyes as the bla
Ava’s POVI took a step forward, my hands shaking as I saw Jennifer smiling at me while the men held my aunt down."Let her go," I said, trying to keep my voice steady, maintaining eye contact with her. Jennifer tilted her head, amusement in her eyes. "Ava, is that any way to greet your mother?""You are not my mother," I snapped.“I raised you, Ava, for over twenty years, doesn't that make me your mother?”I scoffed, holding my son tightly. “More like bred me for your selfish desires.”“I did what I had to do,” she smiled, looking at the door, nodding her head. “Two impure wolves living together,” she turned to me, tilting her head to the side. “What did you guys do to the door?”I staggered backwards. “I don't know what you are talking about?”She chuckled, inhaling deeply. “You really know how to get on my nerves,” she said and signaled the men. Another man stepped forward, punching her hard on her stomach. “Let her go,” I shouted, taking a step forward. “Don't,” my Aunt shout
Ava’s POVI woke up feeling like I had been crushed under a mountain, every muscle in my body ached, my throat felt like something hot just passed through it, and my head pounded like a drum in the middle of a storm.I frowned, my eyes scanning the room. “Great, I'm still in this house,” I said, forcing myself up, my hand went to my neck, rubbing it gently. Until I froze, my eyes widened in alarm. I remembered everything, I got up immediately and turned to the mirror, my heart beating fast. The demon, it was in the mirror last night. I can't believe I actually slept off last night. I swallowed hard, turning to my son. He was still sleeping comfortably. I slowly turned back to the mirror, my hand went to my throat. “Maybe you just had a bad dream, Ava,” I muttered, trying to calm myself.I rushed outside, scanning the environment, everywhere looked normal, I let out a sigh of relief, concluding that it was a dream.Then my eyes landed on my aunt who stood at the door, looking outsi
Arthur’s POVThe Devil Alpha lunged at me like I was some mortal enemy, I didn't even know when it jumped, it was too fast for my eyes to catch, one moment it was staring at me with those glowing red eyes and the next thing I knew it was a few inches away from me. It grabbed me, sinking its teeth inside my arm, I screamed in pain as blood gushed out and I could have sworn I heard my bones crushing under its grip. As if that wasn't enough it threw me away, slamming into a hard tree, I remained on the ground, clutching my shoulder, the pain was too much to process. The rest just stood there in fear watching everything as the beast slowly walked towards me as though trying to make its power known to me, and I would say it was working because my eyes rolled at the back of my head and I almost fainted but the pain glued my eyes open.The beast loomed over me, its fangs bared, hot breath washing over my face.“Guys do something,” Amelia shouted. Oh, now they want to do something.Charle
Arthur’s POVThe smell of old books and burning sage filled the air as the black witch was preparing the ritual, moving around a circle of black candles. Their flames flickered, making strange shadows dance on the walls. Amelia stood by the door, arms crossed on her chest, her eyes locked on the witch. Charles paced back and forth behind her, his frustration clear in the way he moved. Dorian sat on the edge of his desk, quiet for once, just watching.I walked over to Amelia, placing a hand on her shoulder, she flinched under my touch. “Are you okay?” She forced a smile and nodded.“Look I know you are scared, but I want you to know that I will protect you till my last breath, but it's not too late to back out, you deserve to be happy.”She chuckled. “I'm fine,” she said, forcing a smile. “I just have a lot in my mind.”I studied her for a while, my eyes flickering to her hands finding their way to her stomach, her eyes filled with tears. I knew about Charles and Amelia long ag
Ava’s POVI banged my fists on the table, glaring at my aunt. “Let me out,” I snapped.She ignored me like I was nothing. Who was this woman really? There is no way she is my aunt. “You don’t understand, Arthur needs me, you have to let me go,” I pleaded.My aunt stood near the fire, stirring something in a pot, she barely glanced at me. “No, child,” she said calmly. “Arthur made his choice, you must stay here.”I scoffed, tears glistening in my eyes. “Just let me go, I need to protect Arthur, it's my duty to protect him.”She lets out a frustrated sigh, turning to me. “Stop acting like a god, Ava, you are just an impure wolf, you should be lucky that you are even alive.”“Arthur needs me,” I insisted. “Would you take responsibility if anything happens to him, he needs me.”“He needs punishment,” she interrupted. I froze at her words. “You still see him as the man you love, don’t you? But you refuse to see who he was.”I shook my head, my voice cracking. “I know what you mean but
Arthur’s POVThe heavy iron gates of Dorian’s palace opened widely as we walked in. I inhaled deeply stepping out of the car.Who would have thought I would move out of my palace to stay in Dorian's place? We didn't have a choice, Jennifer knows every nook and cranny of the palace and the Luna's estate making it easier for her to attack or sneak it. “I hate this,” Charles frowned, walking beside me. “We would never hear the end of this.”“Where is Elena?” Amelia asked, hanging her bag on her shoulder. “Didn't she come?”“Elena said she would meet us later, I don't know where she went,” Charles replied. “She must have quit, and I don't blame her for that, everyone is afraid of death,” Amelia muttered. I nodded in agreement. Before we came here, I revealed everything to my people including the fact that I have lost my wolf and this was a punishment from the moon goddess and we were all going to die, so many people left, only few insisted on waiting and fighting to death. “Hello bro
Ava’s POV“What do you mean?” I frowned. “My son's birth was a mistake, there can't be a second devil Alpha but I brought one into the world, we can't afford a third,”She shrugged. “I have a theory that Arthur dismissed before he died or went into coma, however you call it, that your son is to bring a change to the system.”“I know that,” I frowned. “But what does that have to do with this situation on ground?”She scoffed with a shrug. “Arthur is one strong will bitch, he fought his way back, the moon goddess can't help us anymore Ava.”“What do you mean she can't help us?* I snapped. “This is totally her fault.”“Have you heard about cleansing?” She asked.I rolled my eyes, getting frustrated. “The moon goddess original goal is to cleanse this family, that's why she brought the second devil Alpha, and made the first devil Alpha protect him, but Arthur wouldn't just leave, so I guess she found a way to make sure he isn't the devil Alpha.”“By giving it to someone else?” I growled.“
Ava’s POv. I turned around, my heart hammering loudly in my chest as I stared at the darkness. This wasn't what I was expecting. I was expecting a shiny room with people sitting down on golden chairs. “Hello,” I shouted, my voice echoing into the darkness. “Is anyone there?” I shouted again but all only my echoes responded back. Taking in deep breaths I decided to move around, it wasn't like I was seeing anything, suddenly a bright light shone in the distance.I swallowed hard, slowly moving towards the light. “Ava,” someone called. I froze, my heart racing as I slowly turned to the direction. A woman slowly walks out of the darkness, a bright smile playing on her lips. “Ava,” she called, reaching for me. I staggered backwards, my hands shaking. “Who are you?” I frowned, my breath heavy. “You have grown so much,” she smiled, trying to reach for me again, her voice filled with tears. “Don't you come close to me,” I snapped looking around wondering if I was in the wrong place.