I swallowed the lump in my throat, closing my eyes tightly as the strange and unusual sensation rushed through me with a compelling force that made me shake in terror. I wasn't in my right senses anymore, and it felt like I was going to burst into a ferocious beast. "I will show you what the bald guy can do, right here and now! No need for shouting or struggling because no one can hear you from this soundproof room" I heard the guard's voice snarl at me, and each word was like fuel to the raging fire burning inside me. "Why are her eyes closed and she isn't screaming or struggling to escape?" Another voice, which sounded like that of the second guard, waved past my ears, and I tried to move my body, but it was like I was paralyzed to the ground. I was no longer in control of my body as it seemed to be disconnected from my brain. Now even my eyes could open again. Fear gripped me and I tried to scream, which was all but impossible. Lying hopelessly on the ground, I kept hoping to t
Jaden's POV Anger was all that filled my heart as I walked into the palace, puffing and huffing, my eyes bloodshot in fury that I felt like slapping these two creatures that bore me. My parents were at it again. They just succeeded in luring me into sleeping in the same room as the daughter of an Alpha back there in their pack. a girl I know nothing about. It was their other plan to make me fall in love, but little did they know it was all only making me fall in hatred deeper than they thought. "We received a message that you slapped the daughter of Alpha Brian!" My father growled just when he spotted me walking in. I knew the report would reach their ears quickly, and it vexed me that I didn't kill her instead. She was just lucky not to be adamant. I swear I won't spare her life. "You said I'd represent you at Alpha's first sons conference at the Dark River Pack. Why didn't you tell me how far the journey was?" I seethed, gritting my teeth as it was so clear what their plan was.
"Shit," I cursed under my breath, looking away as I saw the mischievous glint in his eyes. "Wow, you really care for her so much. Well, the good news is that I came to her rescue earlier before they could succeed in raping her. I killed the one on top of her and warned the other to take care of Ava or I'd kill him and his family after making him get the smell of my Lycan scent. They didn't succeed in raping her. Don't get too angry." He crooned, displaying those sets of teeth in a smile, and that forced my cheeks to flush red in embarrassment. Fuck! He really got me. Even I am confused for having such a reaction to the news of her rape. It's not like I have anything to do with her. "Ava is fine. When are you going to meet her? The exquisite goddess in human form whose alluring beauty can make every man drool and desire her like his life," he drawled, grinning in glee, but all he said made me almost puke. "Get out of my room now before I kill you!" I ordered, and he nodded, smiling
"What nonsense are you spewing? How the fuck will I, the Beta's daughter and most beautiful girl in this pack, be jealous of a dirty and ugly pig who killed her mother and twin brother!" She snickered and gawked at me with reddened face and gritting teeth. I couldn't help giggling at wgar she just said. Most beautiful, for real? "Who really gave you that hope? Even if they had all deceived you by telling you that you are beautiful, don't you have a mirror to show how you really look like?" I sneered and roamed my eyes through her body, making sure it had disgust glint in them. Although she was the Beta's daughter, I didn't see any single reason to let her insult me. If things had gone well, she should be bowing to me as the Alpha daughter, going on any errand I send her on. It was more annoying to see jealousy in her eyes whenever she looked into my face. I guess she loves my eyes and wishes she had them. "You aren't afraid. I will report you to the Alpha. Or you've lost your memor
Ava's POV Eric walked out of the room with an angry face and eyes glinting with hatred that told us clearly how much he wanted me dead if only he could do that. There was no doubt someone had appeared as my guardian angel that moment I was about to be raped, but the most annoying thing is that I got no chance to get a glimpse of him. It was so frustrating that I felt the greatest urge to slap myself hard till I passed out. Why the fuck did I pass out at the very moment when he walked in? If I had been conscious a little bit more, I would have seen the man who saved me and not only saved me but also coerced this guard to protect me now. I slumped back on the bed, processing what had just happened in my head. There was fear in the guard's eyes when he said that last statement, and I am very sure he wasn't talking about Stan. Stan was the head of the pack warriors, but he couldn't stop anyone from torturing or bullying me. He couldn't even let anyone know that he was having pity on
"I really didn't kill anyone. What is he saying?" I muffled, my eyes swam with tears as a sharp pang also hit my heart on recalling what my father had said earlier. He will turn me into a rogue. Which is equal to a death sentence. Even when I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, he wasn't moved a bit. My life was about to end as an Alpha daughter who turned into a rogue and was killed in the woods by random wolf hunters. It was all coming to an end in the most miserable way. I was dying without a mate or even my first shift. After passing through endless pain and agony, I was going to die with no moment of happiness in my life. It is more painful that my father would be the one to cause my death even when I did nothing. I killed no one! It would be bearable to have everyone hate you, but not your father. Seeing how he cared less about my life was the greatest torture my heart felt. His hatred for me knows no bounds, and the worst part was that he was treating Aurora nice. In m
Carl's POV It was almost getting dark in the night when I stepped out of my room and crept to the door of Jaden's room. I knew it was wrong to peep on the prince, but I couldn't resist it. I needed to be sure if he actually has interest in Ava. I have to know if he thinks of her in anyway. Just as expected, the moment I peeked into his room through the key hole, I saw him. He was movihg to and fro in confusion, brooding in an unusual manner. My sharp ears could also catch the sound of his lips muttering the name, Ava, repeatedly. My lips curled into a smile as I saw it all and I almost laughed when he began to shake his head roughly in attempt to get her off his mind. For many years, I had been the prince's personal messenger, the one closest to him after his parents. I know him quite well, and that shaking of the head shows something was taking over his mind. Could it mean that the prince is thinking a lot about Ava? Wow... "What the hell are you peeping at!!" I heard an angry
The Lycan king rose from the bed and began to walk over to the door, forcing me into panic."Get on your knees." He whispered to me with a wink, and without wasting a second, I knelt, forcing myself to have a little hope in me.He opened the door and I could hear Jaden's footsteps with his omnious aura filling the whole room. My breath became shallow, but I tried hard to hide it all while bowing my head in fear."What is he doing here? Why are you punishing him?" Jaden inquired, and it was like I had been holding my breath all this time as I finally exhaled the mouthful of air in relief.All this time, I had the wrong idea. Jaden doesn't know what I have done."I caught him peeping into your room!" The king howled, pretending to be angry."What??! I don't get it...he was peeping on me when I was in my room. Why would he do that knowing how wrong it is!" Jaden frowned as he glowerwd at me."He refused to tell me why he was doing that! He adamantly refused to tell me!" The king growled,
Lucas I watched her sleep though it had not been induced of her own accord. Ryker had shortened her breath and brought her to me in my room. At first, when I saw her, I thought she was dead because of how limp she laid in his big arms. However, after he explained the lengths he had to go to ensure he returned with her, I took her from him and placed her where she belonged; beside me in my bed. Since then, sleep deserted me, rendering me a guard over her. I threaded her hair between my fingers, combing gently and letting the soft tresses slide away. Her scent was light as she was unconscious but once she was awake, it would fill the air with its mouthwatering vanilla aroma. Her clothes were dirty from wherever she had been, dry clumps of dirt gluing to various areas of the dress. It was ruined for sure and eventually, I had to take them off her to prevent her from developing a rash. Undressing her came with its own difficulties. She would sigh occasionally in a sensual manner and my
“I can't believe you chose Lucas over your freedom, Miatta,” Addy kept saying over and over again after I had sent Ryker away. The pesky bodyguard had seen me on my back from the path and had suggested that I came with him. “No,” I had said to him, not taking more than a minute to make up my mind. “The festivities are over and he no longer has a reason to keep me cooped up in his room. It will be best for all if I returned to the slave room where I belong.” He was not convinced by my act of martyrdom but knowing Ryker, I was confident that he would not force me to do anything I didn't want to. He respected me not just as his master’s mate but as a person. He waited to see if I would change my mind but instead, I walked around him and continued on the route I had earlier set out. Lucas would not be pleased with him but I tried not to think about how Lucas was feeling. Bringing my roaming thoughts to the present, I saw disappointment boldly written on Addy’s face. I was disappointed
Miatta “You can't be serious, Miatta! You want to turn back now? Think about what you are about to do!” Ramona admonished at the top of her voice. I pulled her into the shadows and slapped my palm onto her mouth. “Unless you want to be caught and dragged back to that land of bondage, I suggest you lower your tone and listen to me!” She swallowed twice, her eyes damp and became calm. When I was sure she would not break down in tears, I lifted my palm off her lips and gave her my back. I couldn't explain the feeling I was having but I just couldn't leave Red Bone Pack. My heart was there, lying asleep in the woods while my body was planning on leaving. It just didn't seem right. “Once I get you over the mountains, you will go on without me. Don't look back, don't think about this land, about Addy or me. I will be fine. Stick to the shadows and when it is dawn, run as fast as your legs can carry you. You are a wolf and you can easily find your way once you channel your senses in the
Miatta By the time I returned to the path, I was exhausted from running all the way. My lungs were screaming at me for exercising that hard and I had to stop myself twice from falling on my face. I was still far from the secret passage and I pushed on, using my honed abilities anywhere the moonlight could not reveal to me. My conscience stabbed at me with every step I took and I starved it by thinking less of what I had done and more on what I was about to do. I would be home sooner than I ever anticipated since arriving at Red Bone Pack and I wasn't going to let my nosy, star-stricken wolf ruin it for me. Suddenly, I heard a mild rustling of leaves from somewhere behind me and I froze in place. My mind raced to conclusion that perhaps Lucas had not been sleeping after all and had trailed behind me. I gulped through a tight throat and held my breath, crouching into a squat. Whoever it was, I was determined not to be discovered. The footsteps drew closer and I peeped from where I was
Miatta Lucas dropped into a crouch, bones snapping and rearranging within him. His shifting phase looked painful yet intriguing, drawing attention to the spectacle. Thick sheaves of hair grew out on his neck and back and he howled long into the night. It caused shivers down my spinal column as I marveled at his animalistic beauty. Suddenly, he leapt off the ground, somersaulted in mid-air and landed gracefully on all fours. His clothes were in shreds at his feet and I stood in quiet adoration. His wolf had ink-black, almost oily fur, covering him from his head to his powerful paws. He sniffed at something in the air and turned his head towards me in expectation. His eyes were darker and mystic, compelling me to do anything he asked. In either form, he was a sight to behold and I was proud he was mine, all mine. As shifters, our eyes represented the colour of our fur. The eyes were the window to the soul and our animals were our soul. Without them, one was condemned to a unfulfilled
Miatta The festival night was heated and the excitement filled the air. Mated couples sat next to each other, necking and flirting openly while the single ones hoped for a match from the Goddess. Slabs of meat were served starting from the royal household and later, it was distributed amongst the pack. Even the slaves got a bit of everything though it wasn't in large amounts like those of the freeborns. Lucas gave me no excuses to leave his sight and was super clingy throughout the night. He decided he wanted to feed me himself and I obliged him to take any suspicions off me. He was charming and the little he knew, the better for both of us. However, I couldn't help searching the crowd for Addy. It was almost time for the free run and I had not set my eyes on either she or Ramona. My wolf was itching for action and I could feel her nipping at my guts. The lunar sensation was getting to her and I had to get away before I was pushed off by her. Our empty meal bowl lay at my side and
Miatta My visiting hour was up and I escorted Addy and her group back to the dark room. She pulled me in for a final hug and whispered shortly in my ear: “Do not forget your promise to me.” She had asked for my word and I had given it selflessly. Addy had never asked anything of me in the past and now that she had, I didn't want to let her down. Ramona was coming with me by nightfall. There was to be a wolf run and during that period, every shifter was free to do what he pleased, slave or freeborn. Many found their mates on the day of the Moon Festival while others just mingled sexually for the fun of it, a one-night only orgy. It was at that time when everyone was distracted that I planned to leave with Ramona. On my way back, shadows had fallen along my path, protecting me from the harsh sunlight. The weather was not hot however as chilly winds clashed with each other. Goosebumps were aligned on my upper arm and I rubbed my relatively warm palms along them. I mentally made plan
Mood SwingsMiatta “You bathed the Lycan Prince?” Ramona exclaimed, her eyes large in wonder. I grimaced, attempting a shy smile while Addy burst into laughter. “Well, he didn't give me a choice!” I retorted, wanting to defend myself. They were on garden duty but I sat with Addy, reminiscing the past events of the week. They were on garden duty but I was in a shade, discussing with Addy from there. Ramona chopped unevenly at the flowers, reminding me of the first time I had done the job. Lucas had come to my aid but then, he had been Luke to me. Subconsciously, a smile grew on my lips, my protest forgotten. “Someone is thinking of someone special,” Addy teased, using her shears skillfully like they were an extension of her arms. She was just so capable at everything, the shifter version of perfection. She juggled her brows at me, not losing sight of the shrub she was trimming. When I nodded in Ramona's direction, she twisted her neck at her understudy and gasped in horror. “Ramona
Miatta After my bath with Lucas, I began to give more thought to returning home. I loved Lucas truly but I loved my family first. They meant the world to me and I had to see them again even if it was for the last time. Lucas was uncharacteristically quiet, giving me more time to ponder my plans. “What do you think about Beta Logan?” he suddenly asked, taking me by surprise. I didn't know why he was asking me about the sneaky lycan and so, I was unsure of what answer to give him. Personally, Beta Logan made me uncomfortable in my own skin but I couldn't tell Lucas that because it would lead to him asking more questions. “I think he is very loyal to your father.” With my back to him, I heard rather than saw Lucas approach me from behind. He tugged on my arm, pulling me onto a stool. I didn't resist him, going along with whatever he wanted. He pinched the bridge of his nose, meditating on whatever he was about to say. “Cut the crap, Miatta. I asked you what you think of him as he i