Chapter 2

Neah ran faster than usual, her five years of sprinting and martial arts taking over her entire system.

Neah was scared, she was terrified, her legs were beginning to get weak but Neah knew she needed to keep the pace. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes, she blinked back, trying to hide the tears but the waterworks already rolled down her cheeks.

Suddenly, there was a roar of thunder, a blazing lightening followed suit and instantly, Neah stumbled upon a tree sprout and fell down.

Neah's foot bloated and faint cries escaped her lips " Oh Moon Goddess, I can't go any farther," Neah cried out, sprawling to her wounded foot in an attempt to ease the pain that accompanied it. The weather had changed, the clouds turned moist and the clear atmosphere faded with a dark intensity.

There was going to be a heavy downpour and Neah shuddered under the sudden cold that enveloped her body.

Neah clutched towards the nearby oak tree and rested.

She shut her eyes, waiting for the danger to engulf her as she sniffed back the unending tears.

All her life, she had never wanted anything other than living in peace with her family but it seemed each time she wished for those things, her life teared apart even more, becoming even worse than the latter.

"Oh Goddess pls save me this one time" Neah bawled out, clutching to her lacy dress and warming herself from the cold.

Neah remembered her mother's words when she was sixteen" If there is a time when you're in danger, never allow the Lycan to save you, run to the rogues!,"

Neah didn't understand why her mom gave her such dangerous advice, the rogues were the most merciless and despicable beings to exist in the whole pack, they were only afraid of one peopl- the Lycan Kings. Although Neah had heard a lot about them, she still hadn't seen them before.

Neah's thoughts conflicted, her heart torn in between fear and confusion and just then, there was a guttural howl. One that echoed loudly in the forest. It carried power, demanding respect even from the grasses.

Neah smelt something, something primal and dangerous- the pheromones, only Lycans possessed that. A Lycan had released his pheromones, Lycan pheromones that couldn't be disobeyed.

Neah fell down, her hands shook and trembled as she clutched tightly to her dress, the wind became even more fervent and then silence bestowed the forest, only the slashing footsteps of someone approaching her could be heard but then something didn't seem right. It wasn't just one, they were three.

"No, pls stay back" Neah formed a defensive stance with her hands.

One came from the East, another from the West and then the last stood in front of her. Neah's heart pounded with an erratic force, her knees wobbled as she watched three Lycans before her. Their fur was beautiful and they looked regal.

Suddenly, there was a twitch, a cracking sound as the trio Lycans dropped on all fours.

They were making a shift!

Their furry head mushed to the ground, slowly replaced with long dark hair, their limbs stretched and elongated with the furs gone, their paws replaced with tanned hands and within minutes, three towering males stood before her, totally transformed.

Neah's jaw dropped in awe as she took in their figure, their flawless tanned skin, radiating black hair, toned firm muscles, dark gray orbs, firm jawlines and lastly, their stark torso and waist line.

"Holy Hell !," Neah freaked out as her hand unknowingly dropped down. If Neah wasn't aware of her situation, she would have embraced the males that stood before her but she knew better than anyone who they were and just then, the realization hit her, it was the same strange males, the same ones that aroused her in her dreams.

The reason for her wet dreams was all because of these beautiful males. Neah felt her entire system freeze in shock, she could no longer move a finger as if her ass was super glued to the ground. Different piles of emotions arose within her and she swallowed hard gazing up at them.

"You belong to us kitten, we can't stay back!," Damian said, his tone calm but bearing a deep dominance.

Damon moved closer towards her, his expression seemed unreadable but he felt angry and sad at the fact that they almost lost their mate.

[" Stay put Damian and Dylan, she's hurt"] Damon mind linked his brothers who nodded in response.

" I-I-I don't belong to you nor anyone, don't move any closer" Neah said, regaining her protective stance once more.

Damon chuckled at her behavior, she somehow amused him. Damon crouched down, his intimidating gaze boring into hers as if trying to see through Neah's mind, and just like a mind control, Neah surrendered to his gaze, she was already weak as Damon lifted Neah in his arms.

Goosebumps dotted her skin the moment their skin connected, the urges arose even in her weak state and Neah found herself smuggling closer to his scent and then, she blacked out.

Damon turned and strode away while his brothers followed behind.

****

Neah's eyes fluttered open, she blinked them numerous times trying to figure out her sudden strange environment.

Nothing was making sense to Neah, she stared at the firmly striped POP ceiling that formed like barricades then her eyes darted towards the iron-gold door then the beautiful cottons and finally it landed on the marbled tiled floor.

Everything in the room screamed affluence, the interior decoration of the room was top notch and for a while, Neah gaped at its extravagance.

Neah got up from the bed but a sizzling headache attacked her and she winced faintly in pain.

The door swung open and Damon walked in, " You're awake?," He asked, looking closely at Neah as if trying to capture her very thoughts.

"What do you want with me?" Neah asked " Who are you?," She fired, ignoring his crazy hotness. No doubt, he was Incredibly beautiful more than any male Neah had ever set her eyes on.

Damon's brows creased in surprise, he stood rooted, amused by her feisty attitude. Damon wasn't the type to talk nor do much, he was very reserved and collected for a Lycan King and that was why he wasn't easy going like his brothers. But then, it felt different with the girl, he wanted to tell her everything, reveal the shady truth but it wasn't in his court to do so.

Just then, her stomach made a rumbling growl and a sly grin appeared on Damon face, he smiled at her, he could already feel her tensed body underneath the bed sheets " Breakfast is ready, I think your stomach would like to stack something before any questions," He replied, his voice calm and laced with concern.

Neah made a small laugh, almost like a maniac.

Does he really think she was a pushover? He must be nuts then!

She glared daggers at him, it was obvious her hatred ran deep for the beautiful male but surprisingly, she wasn't feeling the need to knead him rather, she felt something entirely different.

What the hell was wrong with her?

" You-you-kidnapped me and you expect me to eat....that would be the last thing I do, to dine with a devil!" Neah flared, her hair scattered all over her face while a few strands stuck her lashes. Neah knew they had saved her from the rogues but she still wasn't going to let down her guard.

Damon groaned, she was breathtaking and it took all his willpower to not pin her down and fuck her loud mouth.

Damon moved closer towards her, leaning in that their faces were inches apart, their lips almost touching " Should that devil feed you then, because he doesn't want his bride going on an empty stomach" He moved the strands of hair away from her face, wanting to get a clear view of her amber eyes.

Neah swallowed hard, his close proximity igniting desires that she didn't want, his breath was husk and intoxicating, manfully arousing and she felt her nipples harden through her lacy fabric. Neah bit her lips unknowingly, silently wishing to taste his plump pink lips and just like fate granted her wish, Damon's face inched closer and their lips met.

His hands pushed her hair behind and slowly moved to her boobs, hard and aching for his touch. Damon smelt her arousal and it messed with his senses.

It would take only fate not to take her right now but he shouldn't be doing this.

She was going to be his sister!