WARNING!! THIS CHAOTER CONTAINS SENSITIVE CONTENTS THAT MAY OR MAY NOT BE ACCEPTABLE TO ALL!******As the reality of what was about to happen to her dawned on her, Esme sobbed. She couldn't fight him even if she wanted to, and even if she could, her body was too weak for that now, and he knew that all too well. “Let me go…” she said, but her voice was barely above a whisper and lacked the power in it to stop him. “You should learn to be more obedient, Esme,” he said, ignoring her pleas as he added more strength to his hand and pried her legs apart. “You are meant to be mine sooner or later. There is no difference seeing you now or seeing you later.” Dawson continued, and more tears streamed down Esme's eyes. Esme didn't know which hurt more. Was it the physical wounds on her body or the torment she was facing at the moment? All she knew was that the pain was unbearable. The humiliation was too much for her t9 maintain her composure, and she cried. Pleaded even, but he only smiled,
“No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.” — Virginia Woolf******************Meanwhile, The closer the deeper they drove into the South, the more restless Grant became. His beast was no longer willing to be caged and wanted to assume control. They didn't even have the time to rest because the king wouldn't let them. They also didn't visit every pack as they had originally planned, also because the alpha wouldn't let them.“Do you feel anything now?” Leornado asked. They've been driving for hours after leaving Sunset Pack. It was one of the two packs that they were able to visit before the alpha decided against stopping at every single one.“Just keep driving,” Grant said. His eyes were closed and hand on his forehead. He was fighting his beast internally as all he wanted to do was burst out of the car and run. Doing that would just terrify the people. A rampaging lycan was no joke.“Understood,” Leornado replied. He was getting tired of hearing the s
“Stop the car,” Grant ordered, and Leonardo instantly slammed on the brakes. It was after he did that he realized how lucky they were that there was no accident. He was so used to doing everything that the alpha commanded him that he didn't take a second to think about what he was asked to do and just did it. The screeching sound of the brakes of the cars behind them as they came to a sudden halt filed the air. Leonardo cursed under his breath at the disturbing sound. “Your Majesty…” the car's door slamming shut was heard. Grant was already out of the car before he could say a word and he let out another curse before unbuckling his seatbelt and dashing after the alpha. ‘Some of you come with us while the others find a good place for the cars, don't disturb the people here,’ Leonardo commanded through the mind link. He then heard a collective, “Understood,” from the warriors before cutting off the link. Meanwhile, Grant dashed through the street, his beast in full control and his
Esme stopped walking as everything that she saw in her dream started playing before her eyes. The screams of the people inside the packhouse and the unfamiliar growls of creatures she had never seen before erupted. Following it was the voice Dawson's roar filled with anger as he called out to the packager as warriors. “Stop running and fight.” thr alpha Dane's roar. Esme swallowed. She knew this would happen but seeing it play before her eyes like this now was an entirely different experience. Someone ran past her nearly knocking her to the ground had Alicia not been fast enough to pull her aside. “My lady,” Alicia shook her but Esme was rigid. Her mind reeling back to what she saw. If she wasn't wrong then the beast whose ferocious growl she had heard but never saw would be here soon and she… Before she could finish her thoughts, something leaped out of the burning packhouse, a creature unlike anything she had ever seen. It was man-sized with red eyes as if they were made
Then it stopped its onslaught right after the last of those after them was dead and lying almost unrecognizable on the ground. He turned, and his eyes locked on Esme, and she instinctively took a step back.Seeing that, it growled, and her heart skipped a beat. Every cell in her body as well as the alarm bells blaring in her head told her to run but somehow, her heart was telling her to do the opposite and foolishly, her legs couldn't do anything other than step back slowly. The further she stepped away, the more the beast growled, and Esme was at a loss. What should she do? What could she do? Her thoughts halted when the beast stepped forward. Its steps are deliberately slow, but its eyes never left hers. She was about to turn around and run when it closed the distance with a single leap, and she stumbled backward. Her breathing was heavy, her chest rose and fell as the adrenaline rushed in, but even with that, all she could do was sit and wait. As he loomed over her, Esme shut
Esme stared at her hand, eyes wide with horror. Her already stable breath once again labored and she continued to step backward while shaking her head. Her actions like that puzzled Grant and he took a step forward but she keeps on retreating from him.“No,” she said, still shaking her head.“I don't believed either but it is what it is. None of us can change that,” Grant said. He tried to read her but he couldn't no matter how hard he tried. He just couldn't wrap his head around why she was rejecting what is meant to be.“You are going to reject me too, right?” She said and he frowned, not at all expecting that statement. “What?!” He asked in shock.“Then go ahead and do already. There's no need to waste your time. Just do it,” Esme said, not giving him the time to talk while trying hard to hold back her tears. It was better 8f he rejected her immediately. It would hurt less ans she wouldn't have to delude herself of pillar to lean on when ot would end shattering to pieces in no ti
It's in the palm of your hand now, baby It's a yes or a no, no maybeJust be sure, before you give it all to me— Katy Perry — dark horse —******“Can you talk to me…please?” Grant pleaded, wishing to understand what was really happening. One second ago, she was willing to go with him, but the next, she didn't even want to be touched by him at all. “Mate?” Esme stopped struggling when she realized how futile it was to keep doing that. His grip, although not too strong to hurt her, she was still unable to break free. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out, and she had to swallow the saliva before being able to speak properly. “You are the king,” she said in a whisper. Grant frowned but nodded his head as he finally grabbed what caused the sudden change in her.“Yes, I am, but right now, that is not important. I am your mate at this moment, and that's all that matters to me,” he said, hoping she would understand as he was able to put the pieces together. “We can dis
A low growl reverberated through his chest as it made its way out, sending a chill down the spines of everyone who heard him. His gaze turned sharp as he stared at Dane, who had rudely interrupted his conversation with his mate even though it was unintended.Yes, sweetheart. Is there a problem with that?” Grant asked. Dane shook his head, and Grant took a predatory step forward, but Esme held him back. He looked at her, and she shook her head.“Forgive me, Your Majesty,” he quickly apologized, but the mistake had already been made, and there was no way he could take it back. “It is fine. I don't care about what they think or say,” she said, finally regaining her voice and strength to speak again. Maybe it was the way Alpha Dane was affected by seeing her standing beside the king or the disbelief in his eyes f as he was starting to piece together the fact that she meant more to the king than he had assumed. Whatever it was, she liked his irritation and unease. This mate bond may be n
Esme walked into the room after having a lityk3 conversation with Alicia and learning that she was doing fine. She looked even happier here in the palace and according g to her, everyone treated her nicely and didn't look down on her because she was an omega.Esme couldn't be happier to see her onky friend happy. It felt great to see her smiling like that.Now, she was back in her room and wanted to rest. Grant was right when he said she had had a long day. Her body needed rest, and after the ordeal of the sudden pain and the knowledge that someone placed a curse on her, everything was just too much for her to handle, and right now, she felt exhausted. She sat on the bed and looked down at her feet. She had new and clean shoes on her feet. Even the dress she had on was new. The clothes they had prepared to take along with them were probably hurt along with the pack, and they also forgot to go and get them while leaving.She sighed and fell backward on the bed. It was sift and warm an
“You don't look so good,” Dawson commented with a massive frown on his face. Although he was talking to Ophelia, he never looked at her. Ohpelia clicked her tongue in distaste. She glared daggers at him. Even though he felt her glares, he still didn't spare a glance and sunk his teeth into the steak on his fork. “Why is Esme not here, Dad?” she asked as if she didn't know that Esme was no longer within the pack premises. She wanted to k owing if her family knew about it where she had gone and, most especially, the people who took her. “She ran away,” Dane replied, pausing to look at her briefly before he looked back at the place in front of him. “Eat your food and don't worry about her. She will come back once she gets some sense,” he even waved his hand dismissively as if it didn't matter. “You seem quite certain. Why so?” Ophelia asked. She pulled and picked the plate in front of her and began putting food on it. “The man she went to doesn't seem like just anybody. I saw him,”
The sound of the door opening jolted Esme awake. Sitting up abruptly, a sharp, unexpected pain shot through her her, from her abdomen upwards. “Arh…” she winced and cried out. Her hand clutched her stomach as her expression twisted.“Be careful. You are not fully recovered yet,” she heard a voice that sounded familiar say, but she could recall where and who she heard it from. She scurried away when he wanted to touch her to check on her. Eyes were filled with fear, and she continued to move back, ignoring the gnawing pain in her stomach. ‘Instinctive reaction,’ He paused at that thought. His expression that had just brightened up at the sight of her waking the moment he came in, darkened. But when he saw the fear in her eyes, he sighed. “I won't touch you,” he said, raising his hands and stepping backward.Esme looked around and took in the unfamiliar room. It was too large to be her own. And thisan right here… it was then that she recalled how she ended up on the room. Her par
Grant narrowed his eyes on her as she flinched. Had she not already been kneeling, she was sure she knew would have given away by now. “Explain yourself,” Grant commanded. “Your presence seems to affect her, providing the needed relief. I…I think it would be more effective if you were to mate her, your Majesty,” Calista said and closed her eyes tightly waiting for his outburst but even after a few had passed, there was none and she opened her eyes and looked at him.He appeared to be considering it….!? Calista blinked, and then she inwardly sighed in relief. At least he wasn't offended by the suggestion. “That won't do,” Grant spoke. In his arms, Esme shuddered when she heard Calista's suggestion. Her hand gripped his shirt so tightly she thought her fingers must have gone through the fabric already. “She is not ready for that. Do something about the pain,” he added, his eyes meeting those of Calista and the healer. “Make it stop for now. Then I will think of something later,” he
“I….I dont…. I am not…” The healer fumbled with her words, which only aggravated Grant's anger, and once she felt the temperature in the room drop, she knew she had already messed up. “I have never seen anything like this before, my King. The child, she.. is not ill. I can't find the cause of the pain,” she quickly said, knowing she had to say something despite her stuttering, “Then what good are you being here, alive?” Grant stared at her, his beats prowling just beneath the surface. It was as mad as he was that the healer they kept around had proven to be useless at the time she was needed the most. The healer staggered back, her heart accelerating at the king's words, knowing that if something wasn't done, then she was done for. “Please your Majesty, let me try again. I know I can…” she said, trying as hard as she could to do something before her life came to an unwanted end. “Take her away and find someone more capable,’ Grant ordered, and the healer slumped to the ground. Her
Esme had never felt anything this before. This pain, it was as if her insides were being pulled at, and her heart squeezed painfully. It was excruciating. She couldn't even hear her own voice despite how loud she was shouting.She felt like stripping of her clothes, doing anything that could take the pain away, and then suddenly, she felt a pair of arms curl around her frame. She couldn't discern what was happening or but she felt the spark that traveled through her body. It was Grant. Even though she didn't want to get any closer than she already was, being in his arms did make everything feel better. She could breathe unlike before when breathing was also a difficult task to do just a few seconds ago.Wanting relief, she clung to him, her soft and delicate body clinging to his harder one. It felt just perfect. She sniffed him, and strangely enough, that helped too.She rubbed her face on his own while her hands curled around his nec
At the NightCrawler Pack,Dane stood in frustration. Not only has he lost his pack, but he has also lost the last Hawthorne. A pureblood blessed one. His aura reek menace and everyone who came close instinctively drew away, not wanting to get caught by in the Alpha's wrath.“Why did you let them take her, Father. You know what a great loss that is,” Dawson snapped, stomping towards his father. Ever since his injuries healed and he learned that Esme had been taken away, all he did was make a fuss. Regretting why he listened to his father and not slept with girl when he wanted to. Now, the so-called king has taken her. Even he couldn’t ignore the blessed bloodline. “We have to get her back,” Dawson stated firmly. His fists tightly clenched at his side, and his teeth gnashed against each other out of anger and irritation. The very idea that she was gone and no longer within their grasp rubbed him so terribly badly that he didn't care if the one who had taken her was the king.“Watch yo
Several hours later, Esme and Alicia were within the palace walls. The grand palace of Lyrria stood majestically before them. The air was refreshing, and the knowledge that they were finally out of the NightCrawler Pack offered them another sense of relief. Running from one of the cars, Alicia happily approached Esme. “My lady,” Alicia called, smiling as she looked ahead of them, her hands clasped together and her eyes brimming with happiness. “We are finally out of there,” Esme said, and Alicia nodded her head. “Yes. And it's all thanks to you, my lady,” Alicia said. She looked at Esme gratefully. She was still shocked that Esme was mated to the king, but then, she knew Esme deserved only the best the world could offer. The NightCrawler Pack and Alpha Julius just didn't see her importance and value, and now, someone else had seen it. The goddess smiled on Esme. Their lives would take a turn for the better.For the first time since the incident, Alicia smiled. She appeared rejuven
Meanwhile, as Esme and Alicia followed Leonardo to where the cars were parked, they encountered Alpha Dane and Dawson. They instinctively became more cautious, but that also had their hearts accelerating, and the abnormality was at once noticed by Leonardo.He looked at them and found nothing wrong, but once his eyes caught sight of Aloha Dane nearby. He immediately understood why. ‘The healer wasn't lying after all,’ he thought. He had believed her when she told him everything, but he didn't think it would get to the extent that the mere sight of him would frighten the girl so much. He looked at her and didn't know how to address her. Grant hadn't said anything about it yet. Although it would only be right to call her the queen, she was yet to be crowned, and no one else knew about her being the king's mate. “Miss Esmeralda,” he called and even walked around them to shield them from the direction of Alpha Dane. Esme looked at him silently, waiting for him to state his reason for c