As my fingertips brushed the smooth metal surface of the handle, I felt claw-like fingers sink into my fleshy hips. I cried in pure terror until the wind was knocked out of me as my back slammed against his chest. "You’re really not leaving without saying goodbye to me, are you sweetheart?" he asked with clenched teeth and emitted a wicked growl. His eyes even looked like they glowed an eerie garnet. I began to tremble as his face seemed to contort into that of a rabid dog. "Remember, you belong to me now, Laura. I have eyes on you wherever you are. If you ever dare attempt to run away or try seeking help from another man. I will come for you and once I do, I will have you locked up and hidden, where no one will find you!" he snarled with a menacing hiss as he rubbed his coarse face against mine. *** Laura Ash, a waitress at a popular Bistro, is driven by her desire for independence. Despite her name, which symbolizes victory in Greco-Roman culture, Laura has encountered various hardships in her life. Just as things finally seem to be turning around for her, she is hurled into a situation that may become her greatest challenge yet. Will her destined mate fight for her? Will he ever get the chance to be with his beloved?
View More**Laura's POV**It's been sometime now since I regained consciousness. I'm not sure if it has been hours, but all I know is it's been too long. I can't move, and there is only darkness; it's unnerving. I can sense a presence close to me, but my ears are blocked. Or am I deaf? I don't know what to feel because every single emotion is competing for dominance. I feel frightened because Jerry might be right next to me. Relieved I'm still alive. Bitterness towards the injustice fucking life has bestowed upon me ever since I acknowledged my existence! Sadness as I have lost my face, the only thing that made me feel somewhat happy about myself. Michael! I can't believe he and Amber went that far! Why? Why go through all of that on a nobody such as myself? What the fuck is wrong with that dick?! Ruining my life just because things didn't go his way? Even the whole ordeal at the bistro was extreme, exaggerated, and cruel. Showing the whole city, he got someone better, the ideal woman who
The drive was tedious indeed; Adrian was right to worry. Drud was completely pissed after we saw the pictures. He so desperately wanted us to shift and run, or go and attack that half-breed... Lynal... no, Liam is the fucker's name."The cunt never answered my question, but he is undoubtedly no pureblood. I'd love to know what he is, then we can find his weakness and kill him," Drud snapped, ever so pissed."Seeing that he is a mixed abomination, pure silver won't do the trick," I sighed, displeased. "Chad did mention he had some reptilic features. Did you notice how he was shitting himself when he came to report to me?""That little runt did a poor job at interrogating the hybrid," Drud snorted in disgust."That fool probably has weresnake in his genes; it's no wonder he never revealed himself to our mate. She would have been so scared of him," I laughed. "Such a vindictive fucker, but I approve," my wolf hummed. "Speaking about the police, I am still sceptical about that vampire wh
**Jeremy's POV**It's been three fucking days! THREE! And I have gained nothing for my patience. No leads, no sightings, not even a single fucking clue, scent, a lock of hair—FUCKING NOTHING!! My emotions are spiralling; it's all over the place. I am so fucking ANGRY! I need my mate; the longer she is away from me, the more feral Drud and I become. I am struggling to think rationally and to function normally. I need my mate; I need my Laura. Fuck, ever since I got paired with her, all my emotions are explosive, and I am even more unhinged.I looked outside the back passenger window; we're on the highway, and the moving view was fitting as I struggled to focus on anything. My mind is a raging storm. Is this how it feels when paired with a mate that has your heart? I hear Drud hum in agreement as he listens to my thoughts.My eyes drift to my mate's phone in my hand. Holding this is now the only thing that connects me to her. The only fucking thing I have been staring at for hours on en
I teased her lips with my fingers, then carefully grabbed her neck and started kissing her. Amber was putty in my hands, throwing herself at me. This is going to be so satisfying, I sang to myself.I started tearing her blouse with my sharp nails. She moaned as my cold hands caressed her needy shivering frame, but she knew she was not allowed to touch me in return. I heard her thoughts, crying and begging for me to change my mind and love her in return."I know you want me, my obsessed servant, now clear your mind," I husked after I stopped the kiss. I have her right where I want her. I removed her brassiere effortlessly and grabbed her perky breasts. She trembled at my touch, leaning into my hold. I roughly flipped her towards my desk and Amber instinctively knew to bend forward."If only you were this obedient, instead of scheming little futile plots with your new toy," I grunted, angrily and clawed at her skirt, scraping her flesh in the process. She moaned with pleasure, but I cou
**Keres POV** I observed my honeycomb from afar as my healer frantically attended to her most severe wounds. Though my face seemed emotionless, I was fucking livid! I'll mindlessly eradicate any poor unsuspecting soul who dares have the balls to approach me now. I looked down at my bloodied clothes. This was not how things should have transpired! This was not part of the plan. I plucked the damp blood-crusted handkerchief from my pocket and began suckling it. Closing my eyes at the decadent flavour, trying to ease my temper. I could not explain it, but my honeycomb's blood tasted so sweet, richer than rare wine, sweeter than any mystical fruit I was fortunate enough to taste. Is this why I was always so drawn to her? No! Not once did I ever wish to drink her blood! My mind started to delve back to when I found Laura in the dumpster. My cold blood boiling once more. It was unmistakable. I felt my servant's presence surrounding my sweeting. No doubt her toy was with her. I'd wager an
I sat in the car in pure silence. Even my beast knew when I was like this, it needed to shut up. As I was about five minutes into a fifteen-minute drive home, I noticed many people and even the odd large wolf roaming the streets. That fucker better make sure he finds Laura. My mind drifted back to that arsehole's question. His mocking voice, still fresh in my mind. “Yes, I am a fucking abomination, but not by choice!” I muttered out loud as I let my foul mood dictate my actions. A fucking hybrid demigod and a disgrace to the Gods and mortals. Bound to live forever with no given purpose and destined to never truly belong anywhere. I should not have existed; my father was never supposed to have a mate, let alone be able to produce offspring. My mother, Ylfa, princess of the werewolves, was to be the third Luna Queen to take over from her father. A she-wolf destined for greatness, but all of that was taken away from her due to raw primal greed. The moment that bastard discovered he
The other werewolf nodded at Jeremy. It was subtle, but I fucking saw it, and I was ready to intervene. He approached Bethany, but before he could touch her, the vampire skillfully glided between them facing Bethany and said gently, smiling.“Please, Miss, come with me. I’ll hear what you have to say.” He looked almost thirty, but I bet he is a few centuries older.“Hey, François, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle this,” declared the werewolf as he tried to reach for her, but that vampire was a smooth operator.He skillfully slithered his arm around Bethany’s upper back in a comforting manner and reassured charmingly, “I got this, Josh. I suggest you finish questioning Mr. Wulfric,” he said somewhat protectively, then turned his attention to Bethany looking at her benevolently. “Besides, this beautiful lady seems distraught. You might scare her.”I hear Chad next to me tutting out of frustration. “Let us talk privately, my lady; then you can tell me everything,” François cajoled tend
I stood protectively in front of Bethany as I saw him glaring at her. “Bethany, go inside and call the police,” I commanded in a stern tone, but gentle enough not to distress her further. She was about to say something, but I already knew who this bastard was. “Now!” I snapped, and she finally listened and started running towards the bistro.This fucker was a lone wolf, and it looks like he did not bother to conceal his identity. He meant business, ready to kill anything that moved, and I can’t let Bethany get entangled in this fantasy shit. He was about to block her off, but I shouted, “Leave her alone, she is just an innocent bystander, your business is with me, you fucking mutt!”He looked at me somewhat deranged, giving Bethany the chance to find refuge in the bistro. The fucker sniffed in my direction and his face started to shift. He released snarls of pure hatred intertwined with the sounds of crunching and grinding bones as he partly shifted.“You’re the one I smelled on my ma
“What?” I asked, somewhat startled. Of course, Laura is gone. I hissed to myself, annoyed. She fucking resigned! “She went to take out the trash ten minutes ago but never came back. I've searched the entire bistro, but she's gone!” Bethany cried, panicked. “She must have gone home after she finished her task, Beth,” I clicked my tongue, irritated. I could already picture Laura cuddling with her new lover as he comforts her. She probably told him what a dick I am. "You are a dick! You practically chased her into his arms!" Ozouf barked at me as he heard my thoughts. Bloody hypocrite, he too was just as in favour of showing his temper and jealousy earlier!“Liam, her phone was still on the countertop in the kitchen—something she never leaves behind. At first, I checked outside and called for her, but she never answered. I also thought she might have forgotten her phone, so I went to her locker to slide it through the vent for her. As I did, the door swung open, and that’s when I sa
**Liam's POV**It's now five to seven in the morning, the fifth time looking at my watch anxiously, while I am waiting for my employee. My fingernails in turn are jitterily striking the polished surface of my antique mahogany desk. All my emotions are jumbled-up fragments consisting of only excitement and dread. I can't wait to see her and finally have some alone time with her! Oh, but why can't I shake off this feeling of unease? Her serious expression yesterday, still very fresh in my mind's eye, has had me on edge up until now. I really hope nothing's wrong.Laura has been working at the Snug Bistro for five months as a waitress, but she is not just any regular employee, she is my fated, my beloved mate. Alas, she would not know this, because she is a human. What makes things worse, my mate is currently in a relationship with another. Oh, how I wish I'd met her first. I would have courted her like any mortal man would and let her love for me develop at a normal pace. I'd love and t...
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