CeliaI was not sure if I heard one bone crack in my rib along with my ankle that sprained horribly and my head that felt as if it had been just squashed like a watermelon.I felt dizzy and stars swam before my eyes. My breathing grew labored and it took me a lot of effort to concentrate on who was in front of me.And to say that it was the most magnificent beast I had ever cast my eyes upon was an understatement.The beast was standing on two legs, its giant paws twice the size of my face, not to mention its broad and massive body.A Lycan.But somehow the Lycan who stood in front of me, looking at me curiously did not appear to stare at me murderously.His broad body was covered in fur and he was as tall as some of the small, short trees. But his strength seemed impressive.If just running into him accidentally crushed my rib, I did not want to wonder what would happen if that beast raised his claws to attack me.And that thought automatically made me stare at his hands.Only now di
Jasper I walked in the direction of the castle, cradling Celia in my arms. She had curled herself into a ball, just like a cat, and was sleeping peacefully in my arms. The walk towards the castle would barely take a minute but my body just wanted to take its time, enjoying the feeling of having her this close to me. I was not sure why I had begun to care for this girl who I met merely a day ago but she had struck me as a ferocious kitten right in the first meeting. There was something about the way she stood in the hall, not cowering in fear but looking me in the eye, staring at the others defiantly. Celia had been standing stark naked in front of the King and my brothers, including myself but she did not show any shame or hesitation. No. She stood with her chin held high up, as if it was she was going to pass the judgment and it was us who stood naked in front of her. And then she had been bold enough to not just meet my gaze but hold it. Nobody so far had done that, not even
JasperCelia resisted a bit in her sleep but I placed her in the soft cushions and gently tucked her under a layer of the finest silk sheets. She let go of me finally and turned to the side. Her abrupt movement made the silk sheet slide a little, giving me a view of her plump behind.Not that I had not seen it earlier. But the way she slept in my bed as if she had always belonged here, made it feel right.Her long hair spilled over the cushions, spilling down the side of the bed as she stretched her leg a little, spraying on the bed like a sheet herself.I let out a chuckle. So she was someone who rolled all over the bed.Not that I would mind.After placing her on the bed, I decided to take a good look at her wounds. Now that she did not have her eyes on me, I got a good chance to observe her.Her pale milky skin had a slight sheen to it and there were a hundred small faded scars on every single part of her body.Maybe she had trained a lot since a young age to become the next beta
CeliaI was not sure how long I had slept but when I woke up, I woke up with a bad headache. Every single muscle in my body ached and my eyes felt extremely heavy.I did not want to wake up so I just gathered the sheets and pulled them up on my head. I rolled to the side and a sweet scent hit me.It was familiar, I had smelled this recently and it was highly intoxicating. My eyelids felt like a deadweight of about 100 kg had been weighing them down so I let my eyes stay closed and pulled the pillow near me.Burying my face into it, I deeply inhaled the scent. It was citrusy, had a hint of mint, and was very delicious.I rubbed my face against the pillow as I inhaled lungfuls of that scent over and over again until I realized something.I had been so affected by it that I did not even realize that the scent belonged to Jasper.With a start, my eyes flew open as I looked at the pillow. It was a rich gold color, unlike the soft pinks I had in my room.Wait had Jasper slept in my bed? The
CeliaFor a moment, he just held me in his gaze, his eyes caressing my skin and a delicate shiver of pleasure worked its way up my core and shot straight up toward my heart, making it flutter wildly.“What do you propose?”He asked while tilting his head to the side.I know he was teasing me but damn that tease was making me feel flushed and worked up.“I…I...I do not know how to thank you for saving my life”I swallowed and lowered my head, not knowing what else to say.“That bastard had it coming for him. I should have twisted his neck right then, back at the hall when he had spoken such nonsense about you.”About me?Did the prince really care about me?Or was it his own reputation that had been tarnished in the process that he actually worried about?“Well, forget about that for now. You belong to the Brightwood pack don't you?”He asked and I was surprised at the abrupt change of topic.“I…I do”“Hmm, then I have heard rumors of some witches tricking some werewolves into thinking
CeliaI tried not to blush hard as his soft and husky voice asked me a question I had no answer to. He did not move to look at me and it gave me enough time to breathe and calm my nerves.And as if to taunt me further, he arched his back and then held the towel in both his hands, trying to reach behind and wipe off the water.I gulped as I took in his broad back, his angular muscles that dipped at the perfect angles, and his shoulders that felt like coiled missiles that would launch a bomb at any second.I stammered, “I…I didn’t expect…’”I tried a lame response but the words would not come out.He whipped around so fast that I barely managed to exhale. His dazzling silver eyes raked me, demanding me to complete the line as he quirked an eyebrow.“Didn’t expect?”“I didn’t expect to see you walk out half naked out of the washroom” I spoke a bit too fast and a cocky grin appeared on his face.“Do you walk out of the washroom completely clothed?”His husky voice asked me and I could see
CeliaHis back was facing me and I found the most perfect ass I had ever seen in my life. Not that I had seen many to begin with.But damn those two buns were as kissable as his sweet lips. How could someone be so God damn perfect was beyond me?Even Jasper’s brothers were handsome but Jasper was just…otherwordly.I took in lungfuls of air as I tried to calm my heart that was galloping with the speed of a hundred thousand horses.And I heard the slightest chuckle escape Jasper’s mouth as if I had exactly given him what he had expected.The awesome view did not last more than a few seconds before he pulled up his boxers and began walking toward the bed.“Are-are you going to sleep?”I croaked and he asked, “Yeah, this is my bed and I am tired”I crouched back, still hugging the sheets as I asked, “Sh-should I go?”He neared the bed and sat on it, making the delicious scent of his after shower waft toward me.“Your choice”Jasper said as he got in the bed and played with the cushions a
JasperMy little lamb had been too brave to think that she could roll on my bed all day and I would not pounce on her.It had been hard to control my urges and not just throw her on the bed and fuck her until she would not be able to walk.But I wanted her to know that she was free, that I did not ‘own’ her as a slave but wanted to own her like she was mine and mine alone.And I did not know how to explain it in words.So, when she nodded her head, a thousand emotions exploded in my heart as I brought down my lips on hers.Goddess, she was so wet and responsive.I could have had many girls, had bedded experts who knew how to satisfy me but something about this innocence that flickered in her eyes made me want to teach her things.And, boy was she a seductress!Her mouth opened up for me easily and I kissed her hungrily, nibbling on her lips bruisingly hard.Celia began to wither under my touch, as she let out a soft moan.Every cell of my body was screaming at me to go slow, that this
To all my lovely readers, I cannot thank you enough for staying with me on this wild roller coaster of emotions until the end. You cannot pick a favorite child but writing this book was magical, simply because, I got so many of you who were invested to read. I sincerely hope I've improved as a writer when compared to my old books and continue to write stories that touch your hearts. Last year was especially tough for me with fighting depression and a few other issues that I do not want to make public. Some of you loved the story, others not so much. But I want to thank every single one of you for giving this story and this author a chance. If my story managed to provide a temporary escape from reality or simply added a sprinkle of joy to your day, then my mission as a writer is complete. And to those who patiently endured the plot twists – I promise, I only did it because I love you all. Okay, maybe that is not the complete truth. Perhaps there was a hint of mischief in the twis
Jasper I turned my head to look at her from a distance. I could see the nervousness in her gaze, in her body language. My gaze flicked to the guests, all of whom were looking at her. She cleared her throat, “Today is going to be a big day of my life. But before I take that step…I…I wanted to tell you all something.” Her gaze found mine and I only smiled at her. Before she could speak another word, one of the many people in the crowd placed a hand on his chest and bowed down to her. Celia was stunned and watched him In surprise. Behind her, Nymeria, Xenos, and Vasil were slowly descending the stairs too. Following the first person, a few more did the same- place a hand on their chest, their heart to be precise, and bowed to her, going down on one knee. “What is going on?” She asked In a low voice. Soon, everybody followed suit. In a matter of minutes, the entire crowd was on its knees, bowing to her. Her eyes flicked to me and I too did the same gesture. Placing my hand on my
JasperI cleared my throat and looked down at the crowd of people who had come to witness the wedding. There had been no happy event or celebration in the palace after my birth.That day had been a day of celebration but Isadora had turned it into a nightmare. And after all those years, finally, we were having a moment to rejoice.But as I watched the hopeful eyes of the people surrounding me, I could not shake the uneasy feeling gnawing at me.I had to get rid of it. And the only way to do that was to be honest.For a confused moment, I stood on the stairs, looking at the excited faces of the people around me.My gaze flicked to my father and brothers, all of whom were smiling proudly at me.“Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention please?” I asked in a loud voice, turning even those heads that had been momentarily distracted while looking at the grandeur of the palace.“First of all, I would like to thank you all for being present today. Frankly, I did not expect so many of
JasperThe huge room suddenly felt too small and the air in the world did not seem enough to fill my lungs.Celia had spoken something, but I was too busy staring at her.My heartbeat was roaring in my ears as I took in her beauty that shone radiantly, nothing short of a thousand lanterns.Her face looked distraught and her eyes were red, her cheeks puffed up. Her makeup had smeared a little too.But despite that, she looked like an angel. A Goddess.I had only seen her in her usual gowns and training clothes, but this marvel…this was just for me.For a minute, I simply stood in front of her, drinking her features. How could she be so blissfully ignorant of what she was doing to me by just standing there in that beautiful dress?I took a step forward, and I saw a tear trickle down her eye.“Shh, don’t cry,” I said softly, reaching for her face and cupping it. And when I did, a surge of electricity rippled through me.My Lycan roared in my head, feeling exhilarated to see her all dolle
CeliaDread settled in my heart when Xenos and Nymeria revealed my life’s biggest secret. My whole life had been a lie?But then what about the people I grew up with thinking they were my parents?Nothing made sense anymore, and I only stared blankly at Xenos.“Is…is that true?”I asked, and he nodded. “There is a reason I never found the courage to tell you all of this earlier. And to be sure that I was not guessing it all wrong, I asked Nymeria to allow me to show her that memory, too. I touched her and with her permission, I looked through her memories…childhood memories, to be specific. There was no trace of me or Isadora in it.”My heart felt like it would break into a million pieces.“But then, how could I never do magic? I never sensed it and…and then why was I not able to fight her when she…she killed me?”I was sobbing hysterically and Nymeria’s face looked like she was cursing herself for ruining my day.She apologized over a thousand times that she did not want me to learn
Celia "Are you going to tell her, or should I?" Nymeria's question hung in the air like a storm cloud, casting a palpable tension in the room. I looked from Nymeria to Xenos, confusion and a growing sense of foreboding twisting in my chest. Their solemn expressions conveyed that something grave was afoot. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my heart beginning to race. "Tell me what?" I pressed, my voice laced with unease. Xenos, usually a man of few words, hesitated for a moment. His eyes held mine for a second longer than I expected, and I could see a mix of guilt and apprehension in them. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it again, the weight of his unspoken words lingering in the room. Nymeria, her expression torn between sympathy and responsibility, finally broke the silence. "Celia, there's something you need to know." I felt a shiver crawl down my spine. The room, once filled with warmth and camaraderie, had now become suffocating with uncertainty. My thoughts raced as
CeliaThe grand lycan palace was alive with anticipation, every corner adorned with flowers and delicate decorations in celebration of our wedding day. Two weeks had passed in a blur since the night Jasper had proposed to me in front of my pack.And every day after that seemed like a dream to me. I would wake up and pinch myself, wondering if it was all my imagination.But it was true, every single moment of it…just like today.The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming roses, and the palace echoed with laughter and the sound of joyous conversations.In my room, the one I used to live in before I moved in with Jasper, a sense of nervous excitement filled the room as I sat before a beautifully crafted vanity mirror, surrounded by my maids and my dear friend, Nymeria. Their skilled hands moved with grace, tending to every detail to transform me into the radiant bride I aspired to be.The maids began to braid my long, dark hair, weaving flowers and jewels into it.As their nimble
"Are you guys ever coming out?" Jasper called with a good-natured grin, standing a few paces away from the porch.He had his hands placed on the doorframe and looked at us with his eyes furrowed as he saw Vasil holding my hand which I gave a gentle squeeze.“Don’t forget what I told you. Think about it,” I added, looking at Vasil while getting up from the chair.Jasper folded his hands over his chest and asked, “What secret are you guys discussing?”Vasil too got up from his chair and gave my arm a light squeeze.“Of course. And just so you know, if he ever hurts you or makes you sad, you know where to find me.”“Ha ha ha, very funny, bloodsucker,” Jasper replied humorlessly and looked at me to indicate that he wanted me to come out of the room.Vasil outstretched his hand as if to say, “After you” and I looked at him with my eyes wide, “Why are you always mean to him?”Jasper grinned, “He tried to take you from me. Am I not great for letting him live?”Vasil, who was just behind me,
CeliaAs Jasper walked beside me, his very presence filled my being with warmth and comfort. His scent, a heady mixture of earthy woods and his own unique, intoxicating fragrance, enveloped me like a protective embrace. I observed him, my heart overflowing with gratitude for the incredible man who had become not just my love but my lifeline, my mate.Isadora had tricked me into believing Vasil was my mate but the true pull of the mate bond was poles apart from the confusion she had tried to insert in my head.It was as if whenever I saw Jasper, my heart filled with hope and the promise that if he was around, nothing would ever go wrong.Every time I recalled the way he had jumped up and down the floor when I called him my mate and the way he ran through the palace telling everyone excitedly that I was his mate, my eyes would grow moist.What had I ever done to deserve him? I barely tried to fight Isadora but he literally fought both the devil and the Goddess, just like he had promised