“Mate!” He heard his wolf growling as he gazed at her from a distance.
She was wearing a red long gown that was slit from the bottom to her thigh, revealing her long fair legs. The red gown suited her flawless fair skin perfectly, accentuating her curves which were in the right places. Her long black hair cascaded down her back gracefully. She was slowly walking towards him, moving her hips side to side with a mesmerizing smile that left him breathless. His lips were opened in awe at her beauty. It felt like he was looking at a goddess who just descended to live among the mortals. She was like a little temptress. Just the sight of her ignited a strange heat in his body. His wolf was getting more and more excited at every step she took towards him. He couldn't wait to claim her. After what seemed like a thousand years, she finally stood in front of him, flashing him the most mesmerizing smile he had ever seen. Without further thought, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her closer to himself until he could feel her skin on his skin and breathe in her alluring scent. He felt a rush of adrenaline when he felt her soft breasts pressed against his chiseled chest. “Mate…” her seductive voice whispered close to him. It was the last straw for him. He bent his head and kissed her with so much hunger and yearning for more. At that moment, he felt something trickling down his hand wrapped around her. He stopped kissing her. He narrowed his eyes in shock when he saw blood trickling down her body. Where did the blood come from? He looked at her, his expression communicating his demand for an explanation. He was taken aback at the sudden change in her- her face didn't carry the mesmerizing smile anymore, it was twisted in pain. Her eyes shimmered with tears and he could see different emotions in them. But one was prominent- pain. He let go of her, he wanted to ask questions. But she didn't give them the chance to. She took several steps backwards, looking into his eyes as tears flowed down her cheeks. She continued to step backwards until she stood beside the tree she had walked out from. She gazed at him, tears flowing down her cheeks and blood trickling down her body. A sudden wave of breeze blew past her and she disappeared. No! He didn't want her to go. He just found his mate after several years of searching. He watched her slip away from him and he couldn't stop her. - - - - - - - - A pair of dark eyes fluttered open. Logan sat up, scanning his surroundings. He frowned when he realized that he was still in the car, at his pack's border, heading to his packhouse from a business trip. He laid back and sighed, massaging his temples. Then, the scene of the alluring woman with blood trickling down her body flashed through his mind. He has been having the same dream for days. But this one was different from the others. In the other dreams, he usually enters a forest through a pathway and stands in the middle of the forest, which has clear ground. She would walk out from behind a tree and stand in front of him. His wolf claims her, he kisses her and in the next moment, she would disappear like she never existed and he would wake up. However, whenever he wakes up, no matter how hard he tries, he can never remember her face. This time, she was bleeding without a cause. Although he still couldn't remember her face, he could never forget those emotions he saw when he looked into her eyes. They were real, so real that his emotions were stirred too. Who was she? Why does she appear in his dream every time he closes his eyes to sleep? Why couldn't he remember her face? If he could remember her face, perhaps he would know who she was. Because she had a similar appearance to another woman he knew. He wondered if this was a sign that he would soon meet his mate. But why was she bleeding? His thoughts shifted to the woman who shared a resemblance with the woman in his dream. He was still in the middle of finding her. She had suddenly disappeared on her big day. Right then, he was suddenly thrown forward and the car came to an abrupt stop. After he regained his composure, he gazed at the driver, seeking an explanation. “Alpha, I'm sorry. The car broke down. I'll go check it out.” The driver explained and came out of the car. Logan laid back and sighed. Just when he thought that he would get home sooner so he could rest after a long day, the car suddenly broke down. When the driver didn't show up after a while, he alighted the car and walked up to him. “What happened?" He asked, standing beside the driver. “Alpha, the car developed a major problem. It will take a long time to fix and I don't have the tools to fix it.” “Then call the guards around to bring us another car.” He ordered and turned to return to the car. Just as he was about to get into the car, he heard the roar of a van across the road. He looked over and frowned in displeasure. The van came in through the border that linked his pack with an Eastern region pack, and it was parked at the entrance of the forest near the border. The forest led into his pack and another place… He narrowed his eyes with suspicion. The van didn't take the major road where his car was parked. It means that they may be involved in illegal activities and want to bypass the guards at the border checkpoints. He straightened up and fixed his sight on the van. Two men alighted from the van. One of them opened the back of the van and carried an unconscious woman out. He threw her over his shoulder and they proceeded to walk into the forest. Logan sneered. They dare to sneak into his pack at dusk to harm someone. “Save her!" His wolf, Leo, growled. He frowned in confusion. He could feel Leo's restlessness and his reluctance to explain further. He wondered why Leo was restless and suddenly showed interest in an unconscious woman. “I was going to. Why?" He asked. “There's no time!" Leo growled in reminder. He straightened up and turned to the driver. “Tell them at the checkpoint to be on guard. And make sure the car gets here ASAP!” - - - - - - - - In the twilight hush, sounds of bones breaking, followed by painful groans filled the air coupled with the smell of blood. In a blink of an eye, Logan had suddenly attacked both men, without giving them the chance to prepare and fight back. He had assessed their strengths before launching his attack. They were trained fighters. Although he knew that with his years of vigorous training, he could beat up five of them at a time without wasting a breath, he decided to attack them when they let their guard down and save time because he was tired and wanted to get this over and done with soon enough. The men were lying on the floor, holding the spots where he had broken their bones. “Who… are you?” The first one asked. Logan wiped the blood on his lips away. The first man had punched him when he was distracted. He glared at him and sneered. “You'll know soon enough." He replied. He turned to the unconscious woman lying on the far side of the ground that served as their battlefield. He could only see her back and her long black hair. He ignored the men and approached her with slow steps. He stood in front of her and crunched down. Her flawless fair skin and black hair reminded him of someone. He felt an urge to turn her over and take a peek at her face. Coupled with Leo's sudden excitement, he acted on his urge and turned her over. He widened his eyes in shock when he saw her face. Two faces became clear in his mind and he knew the connection between them. How could it be her? “Mate!" Leo growled.In the moving car, Logan sat at the back with the unconscious woman lying on the seat with her head resting on his lap. He was lost in thoughts as he stared at her face. There was a long faint tear mark on her face and she looked pale. Her red lips were chapped. He wondered what she must have gone through to be in this current state. His hand unconsciously reached out to fondle her cheek. All in one day, he received the shocking news that she suddenly disappeared, his dream occurred again and he made a shocking realization- she turned out to be the mate he had been looking forward to meeting. He wondered how it was possible. She had a mate and this wasn't the first time they were meeting. Was this the reason for the change in the dream? How was it possible that Aurora Quinn was in the hands of assassins on her special day? The Aurora Quinn he knew was no ordinary woman. She was different from other women he had met. She was skilled, intelligent and smart. How did she fall int
3 Days Later. Logan stood in front of the king-sized bed, on which she lay down, motionless. After observing her for a moment, he turned to the doctor in white coat and gold-framed glasses. He looked down at the doctor and pursed his lips, waiting for an explanation of some sort. "Alp… Alpha I don't know what happened. She's supposed to wake up by now. She's been responding positively to treatment and her health has improved alot. The reason why she isn't waking up may be related to her mental health. She might be having a mental barrier that is stopping her from waking up. Especially after the rejection.” He explained, shaking and sweating profusely. “Is that so?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. “Ye… yes. Let's wait a little more. I'm sure she will wake up.” He assured. Logan nodded and dismissed him with a wave of his hand. At that moment, his phone rang. He picked it up and held it to his ear. “Alpha, the men are ready to speak.” “Alright. Bring them to my study.
"Please… please… don't kill me…" She mumbled, with a hoarse voice from crying, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes. Her clothes were soaked with sweat as her body involuntarily wiggled from side to side, struggling to put an end to this nightmare by waking up. She endured brutal torture from both of them. No matter how much she pleaded with them, they wouldn't let her go. Her endless cries for help were in vain. No one came to save her. She was at their mercy. Just when the pocket knife was embedded in her body, her eyes widened in shock.“Noooo!" Her eyes flew open. Almost immediately, she sat up. With widened eyes, she struggled to catch her breath. When she could finally breathe properly, she shifted towards the bed frame and laid her back on it. She looked down at herself and the bed. Then she scanned the room skeptically. Once again, the room she was in was different. And she was in a different cloth: a loose pink gown. She flexed her body to check for the fatigue an
The cries of the women present could be heard in the open field of Lunarmoon's palace. Most of the pack's members gathered to mourn their princess, whose body was brought back after she went missing on the day of her coronation. "The princess was the nicest person I know. Why did she have to die?" One woman said, sobbing. "Yes, she was so kind and humble." Another woman agreed.Aurora stood behind them quietly. She wore a long-sleeved black gown, with a long black scarf wrapped around her head and neck. She covered her eyes with big black glasses and wore a facemask to cover the part of her face that the glasses didn't cover. Her eyes were fixed on the raised platform where the body was laid. Then it moved to the people standing right in front of it. And she narrowed her eyes, shooting daggers at the traitors. Aurelia and Castro were in black clothes. Aurelia's face was completely red from crying. Her hair was undone, she wasn't wearing makeup, and it looked like she didn't put m
Repeated sighs escaped her lips as she tossed and turned restlessly. Earlier, after freshening up, she had dinner and went upstairs to sleep as she was very tired from the day's activities. Despite feeling fatigued, she couldn't close her eyes to sleep because each time she tried to, several images that happened in real life and her nightmares would flash through her eyes. It felt like she was reliving those hurtful memories. And she couldn't stop thinking about everything she witnessed when she attended her funeral. Just when she felt overwhelmed, she sat up and climbed out of bed. She slipped into her comfy footwear and walked out of the room, heading downstairs. After descending the staircase, she went to the kitchen. She paused at the door and scrutinized the surroundings with the help of the light bulbs before walking in. The kitchen was well decorated with cool colours: the floors, the walls and the furniture. It was spotless and well organised. Since it was late, she was t
“Mmmm…" Aurora let out a low and weak moan as she slowly lifted her eyelids and squinted to adjust her eyes to the sudden darkness that came into view. As soon as her eyes focused on the low light, she was facing a high ceiling. She frowned slightly and snapped her head to the window which had dim night light sipping through it and her frown deepened. As she briefly scrutinized the room with the help of the night light from the window, her eyes narrowed and her heart skipped several beats. This wasn't her room nor did it look like any other rooms she was familiar with in the palace. It was unfamiliar in a way that alarmed her.The room she was lying in, was an empty large room with windows and a huge door that was far away from her as she lay on the bare cold floor. She quickly attempted to sit up. And was surprised when she couldn't move a muscle. She felt like there was no energy left in her body. Her body felt weak and limp. She bit her lower lips in frustration and attempted
Repeated sighs escaped her lips as she tossed and turned restlessly. Earlier, after freshening up, she had dinner and went upstairs to sleep as she was very tired from the day's activities. Despite feeling fatigued, she couldn't close her eyes to sleep because each time she tried to, several images that happened in real life and her nightmares would flash through her eyes. It felt like she was reliving those hurtful memories. And she couldn't stop thinking about everything she witnessed when she attended her funeral. Just when she felt overwhelmed, she sat up and climbed out of bed. She slipped into her comfy footwear and walked out of the room, heading downstairs. After descending the staircase, she went to the kitchen. She paused at the door and scrutinized the surroundings with the help of the light bulbs before walking in. The kitchen was well decorated with cool colours: the floors, the walls and the furniture. It was spotless and well organised. Since it was late, she was t
The cries of the women present could be heard in the open field of Lunarmoon's palace. Most of the pack's members gathered to mourn their princess, whose body was brought back after she went missing on the day of her coronation. "The princess was the nicest person I know. Why did she have to die?" One woman said, sobbing. "Yes, she was so kind and humble." Another woman agreed.Aurora stood behind them quietly. She wore a long-sleeved black gown, with a long black scarf wrapped around her head and neck. She covered her eyes with big black glasses and wore a facemask to cover the part of her face that the glasses didn't cover. Her eyes were fixed on the raised platform where the body was laid. Then it moved to the people standing right in front of it. And she narrowed her eyes, shooting daggers at the traitors. Aurelia and Castro were in black clothes. Aurelia's face was completely red from crying. Her hair was undone, she wasn't wearing makeup, and it looked like she didn't put m
"Please… please… don't kill me…" She mumbled, with a hoarse voice from crying, tears flowing down the corners of her eyes. Her clothes were soaked with sweat as her body involuntarily wiggled from side to side, struggling to put an end to this nightmare by waking up. She endured brutal torture from both of them. No matter how much she pleaded with them, they wouldn't let her go. Her endless cries for help were in vain. No one came to save her. She was at their mercy. Just when the pocket knife was embedded in her body, her eyes widened in shock.“Noooo!" Her eyes flew open. Almost immediately, she sat up. With widened eyes, she struggled to catch her breath. When she could finally breathe properly, she shifted towards the bed frame and laid her back on it. She looked down at herself and the bed. Then she scanned the room skeptically. Once again, the room she was in was different. And she was in a different cloth: a loose pink gown. She flexed her body to check for the fatigue an
3 Days Later. Logan stood in front of the king-sized bed, on which she lay down, motionless. After observing her for a moment, he turned to the doctor in white coat and gold-framed glasses. He looked down at the doctor and pursed his lips, waiting for an explanation of some sort. "Alp… Alpha I don't know what happened. She's supposed to wake up by now. She's been responding positively to treatment and her health has improved alot. The reason why she isn't waking up may be related to her mental health. She might be having a mental barrier that is stopping her from waking up. Especially after the rejection.” He explained, shaking and sweating profusely. “Is that so?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. “Ye… yes. Let's wait a little more. I'm sure she will wake up.” He assured. Logan nodded and dismissed him with a wave of his hand. At that moment, his phone rang. He picked it up and held it to his ear. “Alpha, the men are ready to speak.” “Alright. Bring them to my study.
In the moving car, Logan sat at the back with the unconscious woman lying on the seat with her head resting on his lap. He was lost in thoughts as he stared at her face. There was a long faint tear mark on her face and she looked pale. Her red lips were chapped. He wondered what she must have gone through to be in this current state. His hand unconsciously reached out to fondle her cheek. All in one day, he received the shocking news that she suddenly disappeared, his dream occurred again and he made a shocking realization- she turned out to be the mate he had been looking forward to meeting. He wondered how it was possible. She had a mate and this wasn't the first time they were meeting. Was this the reason for the change in the dream? How was it possible that Aurora Quinn was in the hands of assassins on her special day? The Aurora Quinn he knew was no ordinary woman. She was different from other women he had met. She was skilled, intelligent and smart. How did she fall int
“Mate!” He heard his wolf growling as he gazed at her from a distance. She was wearing a red long gown that was slit from the bottom to her thigh, revealing her long fair legs. The red gown suited her flawless fair skin perfectly, accentuating her curves which were in the right places. Her long black hair cascaded down her back gracefully.She was slowly walking towards him, moving her hips side to side with a mesmerizing smile that left him breathless. His lips were opened in awe at her beauty. It felt like he was looking at a goddess who just descended to live among the mortals. She was like a little temptress. Just the sight of her ignited a strange heat in his body. His wolf was getting more and more excited at every step she took towards him. He couldn't wait to claim her.After what seemed like a thousand years, she finally stood in front of him, flashing him the most mesmerizing smile he had ever seen.Without further thought, he wrapped his arms around her and drew her clos
“Mmmm…" Aurora let out a low and weak moan as she slowly lifted her eyelids and squinted to adjust her eyes to the sudden darkness that came into view. As soon as her eyes focused on the low light, she was facing a high ceiling. She frowned slightly and snapped her head to the window which had dim night light sipping through it and her frown deepened. As she briefly scrutinized the room with the help of the night light from the window, her eyes narrowed and her heart skipped several beats. This wasn't her room nor did it look like any other rooms she was familiar with in the palace. It was unfamiliar in a way that alarmed her.The room she was lying in, was an empty large room with windows and a huge door that was far away from her as she lay on the bare cold floor. She quickly attempted to sit up. And was surprised when she couldn't move a muscle. She felt like there was no energy left in her body. Her body felt weak and limp. She bit her lower lips in frustration and attempted