Davina’s POV
Was I going to die? Right here and right now, by the hands of my mate? I stopped struggling and closed my eyes as the world around me faded with every passing second. My breath grew shallow and I knew I was going to die. But was that… a bad thing? At least the pain and suffering would finally come to an end. But then, “I will find you, Sebastian. I promise”. For a split moment, I saw him and my chest tightened in pain as I thought about the promise I made to Sebastian, my younger brother. A promise I won't be able to fulfill. Just as I was slipping into unconsciousness, his hand loosened and he let go of my neck. My legs gave way and I fell to the ground, coughing and trying to gasp for air. My throat burned and tears threatened to fall but I held them back, refusing to cry yet I couldn't help as my body shook in fear as a thought flashed through my head– he would have killed me if he hadn't stopped a second sooner. I felt his presence close to me and a finger lifted my chin, bringing my head up. He was close, his hot breath fanned my face and he uttered only one word that had me widening my eyes. "Strip." What?! I blinked, I didn't know what to do. He was just about to kill me a second ago and now– now, he wanted me to strip? “Don't make me say it twice.” He pulled me closer, using the grip on my chin. I gulped, knowing his lips were just inches apart from mine. I quickly nodded my head but his fingers tightened on my chin. “Words” He stated dryly but I was as stiff as a statue at our close proximity, his scent clouded my scenes and I held in my breath, trying to think straight. “Y..yes king” I whispered shakily and he lets go of my chin, standing up yet I felt his gaze intensify as he stared at me, watching. I felt so insecure, felt so ashamed but I didn't dare say anything even if I wanted to so I did what he asked of me. I managed to stand up and I drew in a shaky breath, my fingers gripping the hem of the dress as I slowly began to peel it off in front of him. The fabric slipped away, leaving me in just my underwear. I hastily gathered the dress in my hands, desperate to keep it from touching the floor. The air grew colder, the intensity of his gaze settling over me like a heavy weight. Though my eyes couldn’t see it, I could feel it—every inch of me being explored by his eyes. I wanted to stop there but he didn't say a word, he only stood a few meters from me. Did he want me to strip completely naked? my breath got caught in my throat and the thought of bolting through the door and being far from him crossed my mind but I inwardly knew that I couldn't escape a beast like Hades Carrington. The mere rumors I’d heard about Hades were enough to make my blood run cold. They said he killed without a trace of emotion. Once, a rogue had snuck into his chambers, intending to assassinate him. But instead of killing the intruder outright, Hades imprisoned him in the dungeon, torturing him to the brink of death—only to heal him and start the process all over again. When Hades finally grew bored, he ended the rogue’s life with chilling indifference. So I shook the thought from my head and was about to undress but my hands froze before I could. A growl? I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it, but I could’ve sworn I heard a low growl just as my hands moved to remove my underwear. "Don't take that off," he said, his voice rough, as if he was barely holding himself together. I immediately stopped, my face heating up in embarrassment. Oh, I bit my bottom lip, standing there as a faint shiver ran through me under the weight of his intense gaze. He said nothing, just watching, and the silence between us grew heavier with each passing second. Suddenly, a knock broke through the stillness and I heard him walk the door, opening it. “Did you bring what I asked?” “Y-yes my king. I–” Emmanuel tried to speak and Hades cut him off, his voice carrying a dangerous tone. “I will deal with you later. Send me a female servant” The door closed, and before I could react, he yanked the dress from my hand and pushed something to me. Another dress? I held the dress and realized that he must have asked Emmanuel to bring another dress through mind-link. I didn't understand what he wanted me to do with the dress so I just held it close. "Do you plan to stand there naked all night? Or are you waiting for me to dress you myself? Because if that’s what you want—" Hades said with a sarcastic tone but I didn't let him finish his words. I quickly pulled the cloth over myself, my hands trembling slightly as I tugged it into place. There was another knock on the door, but this time Hades called the person in. “Your Majesty” It was a feminine voice this time around, it wasn't Stella or Marie. A new person I hadn't met. “Take her back to her room but before that… get her something to eat” Hades commanded and I could hear him leave the room, his pace fast, not even sparing a glance at me. “This way, Miss,” She said and I immediately shook my head. “Please don't call me miss. I'm… a servant here” She laughed and as we walked to the door, I noticed her steps were deliberately slow as if to match my pace. “I doubt that you are an ordinary servant. The King isn't one to pay attention to anyone, especially not to a servant”. I didn't reply since she was half right. I am his mate but he only saw me as his servant. He bought me at the auction house so I was rightfully his– it didn't matter what relationship we had since he could do whatever he wanted with me. “My name is Eva” She suddenly stopped and I bumped into her, “Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?”. Cracking a small smile, I nodded my head. “I am fine, thank you and my name is Davina”. “I love your name! It sounds really powerful” Eva gushed and I felt her hands on mine, directing me to sit. I could hear her footsteps fading and soon after she came back and instantly a savoring aroma filled my nose. “Eat, the royal chef made it especially delicious after I told him that the king ordered him to do it” She laughed at her lie and I hesitated for a moment, not sure if I should really eat. I couldn't remember the last time I ate something good. “It's okay, eat. He won't know” She tried to convince me, thinking that was the reason I didn't want to eat. After a slight moment of hesitation, the growling of my stomach became louder, I stretched out my hand and Eva gave me a spoon and then I began to eat. For the first time in five years, I finally ate until I felt truly full. *** "Go to bed," Eva said gently, pulling a blanket over me. I gripped the edge, not wanting her to think she had to take care of me, but she only smiled and tucked me in. "Thank you," I murmured, feeling an unfamiliar warmth at the kindness. "It's nothing! We're practically friends now." Her voice held a hint of happiness, and my heart stirred at the word friends. When was the last time anyone had called me that? "Get some rest. I'll be back in the morning," Eva said softly before slipping out of the room. The door clicked shut, leaving me alone in silence. I lay there, my heart pounding, a single thought racing through my mind—How was I going to escape the Lycan King?Davina’s POV“Protect your brother, Davina. I am counting on you”Mother’s words echoed in my mind, and I watched as she shifted and charged towards the rogues without hesitation– I knew what was about to unfold, but I couldn’t stop myself from yelling, pleading for her to flee with Sebastian and me. She didn’t listen. I closed my eyes, unable to witness the scene that was bound to happen.When I opened them back, the scene changed. I found myself standing before Father and Mother. A strangled sob escaped my lips as I ran to hug them, desperate to feel their warmth again but– they pushed me away. They glared at me with hatred in their eyes, and I flinched from their gaze as they cursed and blamed me.“You failed us! You didn’t protect your brother! He is dead because of you, you!”“No… that's not true” I pleaded as tears clouded my vision, my heart shattering at the words that aimed to break me– to leave me utterly defeated.“You survived all by yourself, you left everyone to die. It'
Davina’s POV That instant when a sensation creeps over you, sending a shiver down your spine, and suddenly, you know you’re doomed. That’s exactly what I was feeling now. The whispers grew louder, and I could feel everyone’s stares on me, their gazes tinged with an emotion that made me uneasy. Was it... pity? “Poor girl, she's probably going to end up like the last one” “Hey, as long as it isn't us” Yes, I was indeed doomed. Eva stepped in front of me and spoke to Emmanuel, "But she's new. I don’t think it’s right for her to serve under the Lycan King, especially since she’s... blind." She hesitated, the word blind lingering awkwardly in the air. "King’s orders, Eva. Now, please, don’t bother me—I’m not exactly in what you'd call a good mood at the moment." Eva opened her mouth to speak, but I stopped her by holding her hand. “I understand. What should I do first?” I asked, hearing the satisfied hum of approval. It didn’t matter if I had to serve under Hades. I was leaving t
Hades POVI had woken up to a fucking boner.I stared at my sweats, a frown pulling at my lips as the air around me grew colder with each passing second. This time I had a dream– the dream had been about her, and when I woke up, the physical reaction to it was undeniable, pressing uncomfortably against the fabric of my pants.I had dreamt vividly about last night when I ordered her to strip, her figure seemed to be imprinted in my mind. I could remember the curves of her breasts in that bra, her slender waist, and enticing hips. This time, I didn't stop her as she began to undress completely. Instead, I listened to Cyrus urging to have her. I kissed her until she was breathless and I took her right there on my bed until her screams of pleasure echoed throughout the room.Running my hand through my hair, I sighed. What was happening to me? The effect of the mate bond was getting harder to resist, especially to Cyrus, he was getting much harder to control. Normally, I had full control
Cyrus POVI wanted her.I’ve never desired something so badly and not gotten it. Whatever I wanted, I had to have—whether it was the blood of those I wished dead or the thrill of playing with anyone I chose. Hades always ensured I got exactly what I craved.It had always been this way… until the day we went to the auction house and saw her for the first time. I was the first to catch her scent, and in that moment, when she appeared on that stage, something inside me snapped. I wanted nothing more than to take her away from the prying eyes of the men that looked at her like she was some commodity– to kill everyone of them, pluck out their eyes and end the pathetic lives of those who dared lay a hand on our mate.But Hades?That bastard didn’t flinch. He was an emotionless monster who didn’t feel a thing—not even for his mate. To him, she was nothing more than wolfless, blind, and weak. But I didn’t care. She was mesmerizing—almost too mesmerizing. Her beauty seemed to cast a spell on m
Hades POVEverywhere was dark and eerily quiet. I’d slipped into my own consciousness—a place I knew well whenever Cyrus took control or shifted. Just as he could take over in my human form, I could also take control in his wolf form. But this time, he’d forced the shift. And as I listened and watched him kiss her—I was pissed.It wasn’t because he was kissing her; she was our mate, so he had every right to do as he pleased with her. No, I was furious because he had challenged me—he’d forced the shift. How dare he.This was the first time he’d done something like this, but I knew I was partly to blame. Before I even realized it, I’d lost control—I’d kissed her. My body had reacted before my brain, and damn it, that sneaky wolf had used that to seize control. I hated disobedience. I hated losing control. And it all started the moment she came into our lives.“It’s okay; I won’t hurt you. I just need you to sit still for me, mate. Can you do that?”“I’m Cyrus, Hades’ wolf.” He said in a
Davina’s POVHades kissed me. Cyrus kissed me.And I kissed them both back.Technically, they were the same person. Even though I never had a wolf, this was common knowledge. Despite the distinct personalities that set Hades and Cyrus apart, they were still one.On my eighteenth birthday, I didn’t shift like other werewolves do. Every girl and boy has their first shift at eighteen, but I didn’t. That day was the day I lost everything—everyone. A medium once told me that my wolf might have hidden away because of the trauma. She said it had gone into hiding, but I didn’t know how to unlock it. So eventually, I just gave up.I gave up on trying to unlock my wolf and focused on finding Sebastian instead. Earlier, I had wanted to leave, to avoid getting tangled up with Hades and escape from this place. But somehow, here I was, sitting on his lap.Damn it.“What’s wrong? Would you rather have Cyrus here instead of me?”I sat there, frozen, unable to utter a single word, with only a towel co
Davina’s POV“Wait a damn minute! Are those… hickeys?!”“No—” I tried to say something, but Eva gently removed my hand from my neck. I felt her shocked gaze on me, and I sucked in a breath, keeping my head down. I didn’t know why I felt as if I’d been caught doing something wrong. He… he was my mate, so it shouldn’t have been wrong, right?But then again, I couldn’t tell anyone that the king was my mate—that was one of the rules he’d given me in the car.She looked like she wanted to say something but decided against it. “I must have seen it wrong,” she laughed awkwardly. “Come on, let’s get you something to eat. You must be hungry.”I relaxed slightly at her words, breathing a sigh of relief. She didn’t push further, instead pulling me along to eat.The dining area we sat in was designated for the maids. She explained that the king didn’t use the main dining hall; instead, he preferred to eat in his study. Since I was assigned to serve him, it would be my duty to bring his meals ther
Davina’s POV“Davina!”I stopped cleaning and turned toward the sound of the voice. Eva gently took my hand, pulling the rag from my grip. Though I couldn’t see her, I knew she was smiling. It had been a week since I arrived here, and I had grown close to Eva. She was the one who made this place feel a bit more comfortable—and she was my… friend.“Davina, let’s go into town,” she said, and I tilted my head in confusion.“Can we go out?” I asked, feeling her grip tighten on my hand. She’d told me before that we couldn’t leave because of the upcoming hunting games.“Of course, we can’t go near the boundaries surrounding the pack, but we can still go into town. There’s so much to do outside—it’s far livelier than staying cooped up in the palace. Emmanuel already gave us permission. Since the king isn’t around, he said we’re allowed to go, but he warned us to stay out of trouble.” She scoffed.I hadn’t seen the Lycan King for a week straight after what happened in his room. Eva said the k