IlariaI knew, what I had done was completely wrong. But this fucking wolf deserved it. Not once, not twice, not thrice but infinity times.This wolf deserved to die at the hands of his mate---in short me.His face twisted into anger, letting me know that royal wolves like him didn't take insult quite lightly. A rush of fear spills through my entire body at an ungodly speed. If one thing I regretted, it was facing them alone without any heavy metal that could hurt them to some extent.Before he could yell at me, my hand once again flew to his face, roughly.Gasps filled the air, again and this time I knew I was a goner. Well, atleast for now...probably?"You used me for your own good. When I wanted freedom, you forced your ego on myself trapping me between this mate bond." I spit out frantically, pointing my index on my neck, as invisible tears gathered in the corners of my eyes. "You aren't a mate. You're a monster who feeds upon everyone, until you're satisfied."I inch forward, gra
IlariaMy body whipped towards him as my brows cock at his sentence, daring him to further lie to my face but his face remains blank as ever. "Stop lying on my face." I grit, however he wasn't one faced by all of this."Come with me and you all four to my office." He took a huge step towards and I instinctively took one back. "I'm not going back in there. Who knows, this time you might force yourself on me for other things?"Xandros rolled his eyes before grasping my wrist in one go.It wasn't harsh or rough but surprisingly it was gentle. Thousands of sparks travelled through my skin to his and vice versa. His eyes momentarily flickered to where he had grabbed me. I knew he could feel it---the intensity within our bond was much stronger than the normal wolves because, he was the King, King of the whole werewolf kind.He exhaled a breath and spoke, "We need to talk."Before I could argue with him, he softly yanked me out of the hall with the others following behind us.A few minutes l
Ilaria"You guys sound like I'm dying." I joke.Nico's brow ever so slightly rose."Have you ever encountered witches? And that to of the most powerful clan?" Xandros questioned, with the hint of mockery behind his sentence.I half shrugged and muttered a few words before I could even stop them, "if my father's daughter is counted as a witch then gladly.""You're not a rogue?" Ezra asked this time as he came down from his high---what I meant is calming his breed from the inside, however Xandros and Lazarus still had seized him incase something bad happened."What do you think?" I paused as my eyes zeroed on his before they flickered to Xandros who looked like someone had punched him in the face. Take that, asshole. "Because apparently to some people they love to make their very own opinions without asking or finding the truth."Xandros's brows lowered however he remained quiet, probably the new information."Anything you'd like to say, almighty Alpha King? Or do you prefer silence?""
"I really wanna see them once again."A girl sat on the edge of the cliff with her feet dangling in midair. Her dirty hands fisted the soil, squeezing it tightly until a trail of the brown dryness seeped through it."Times up, rouge." A man yelled from a distance, halting her movements. Looking up towards the sky, she heaved a deep sigh. "Can fate be reversed?" She mumbled, glancing at the white plops of cotton which slowly moved side by side. "Can I be the same once again?""Leave, rouge."His words pierced through her ears once again making her hiss loudly. Living in the wild for years had her hearing become insanely sharp, even the slightest noise could be detected by her."Alright." She mumbled with annoyance and finally got up.Her orbs flickered around the exotic scenery one last time before she hastily dashed away in the trees. The wind harshly collided with her face with force trying to slow her down but her determination took the best of her. All she knew, she had to approach
The yellow rays of the sun seeped through the branches directly hitting her face making her stir in her slumber. A groan left her mouth as she turned away from the intruding light.After a few more minutes she finally woke up, yawning loudly. Her body ached from the weird position she stayed in all night.Getting up with extreme difficulty, she stood up on her feet. Her eyes trailed around the cave until it landed on the small brown kitten who quietly shivered due to the cold in the corner. A frown instantly made its way towards her face.Ilaria darted towards the little animal with hesitant steps. "Easy their little guy, I wont hurt you." She muttered in the lowest tone, ceasing the movements of the cowering cat.She swiftly took off her sweater and placed it around the little baby giving the ample amount of heat he needed whilst softly patting him on the head. "I hope this keeps you warm." She smiled when the cat nuzzled his nose against her palm. "Awh, cute." She cooed as she slowl
“Should I just leave?” The girl was conflicted. She almost strolled for a mile in the shadows. Her feet badly ached due to the sharp thorns that were buried within her sole.She finally halted when the energy slowly withered away from her body. “Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to come here.” She muttered as her eyes searched the surroundings around her.Not a single wolf or a person was in sight.“Am I lost?” She questioned herself. A wave of dread flashed inside her as she slid down against a huge tree, settling herself on the ground.Ilaria had heard from the people -- when a wolf passes another pack border, they would instantly get killed or worse get tortured for a lifetime. But she never took those things seriously. She usually thought that people told such information just to scare her away.And that is exactly why she was here, in an unknown land filled with various huge green colored plants to test her theory out.Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted when her ears perked up at t
The unconscious girl stirred within the cold on the concrete ground.Her eyes slowly fluttered open as her blurry gaze intook her dark and silent surroundings.Forcefully blinking away the haze, a rapid wave of panic flooded in her body leaving a trail of goosebumps on her dirty skin. Her head frantically moved around in order to search for some light but to her avail she didn’t succeed.The room was submerged in utter darkness.With the support of the wall Ilaria got up. Her forehead throbbed from the impact of the stone. Gathering her remaining energy she tried to take a small step forward but was abruptly stopped by something clinging to her ankle.Crouching down on her knees, her hand flew to the restraint that had ceased her movements. Immediately she hissed at the emerging burning sensation that surrounded her flesh.On the very spot she knew her ankle was restricted by a metal cuff that was dipped in a special liquid called silver. A liquid she was too familiar with from the d
Three weeks had gone by in a blur.Her weak whimpers were muffled up in the silent area. The first week she had tolerated with patience however the second week was hell. In the span of this time, the female and male guards came by just to punish her. They would bring different types of torturing weapons like whips dipped in silver, electric devices, cigarettes and much more.The old and fresh bruises inflicted on her body had ached throughout the whole time period.Two days ago a guard came by and had cuffed her hands from the roof letting her hang there without any support. His dirty hands had roamed all over body without any shame as he whipped her on the back until blood had seeped out of her cracked skin.Ilaria was finally left alone in her own dried blood. She couldn't heal properly due to her wolf not being present."C-Cherie?" Her broken voiced whispered in her mind but to her avail all she heard was silence. "I.. m-miss you."A soft smile grazed upon her lips. "Y-You know wha