With a last fierce blow, he ripped the punching bag into shreds.
“Fuck,” breathing heavily, he rubbed a hand down his face and looked heavenward. A dollop of sweat leaped off his squared chin and tripped down his neck. It lazily trailed over his adam apple and towards his huge, defined chest. His large, inked body covered in a thin layer of sweat looked like an erotic deception.
He closed his eyes and a pair of cerulean orbs flashed through his mind.
“Fuck,” he breathed hoarsely and peeled his eyes open. Damn those eyes. They had been tormenting him for years now. So cruel yet so innocent. Their innocence had struck him hard. Countless nights he had burned in desire of possessing those ocean eyes. It was a craze obsession but he loved seeing himself in those orbs. Many times he caught himself fantasizing about them. How would they look filled with tears of pleasure? He bit his lip, feeling his member waking. Fuck! The things he wanted to do with the owner of those eyes.
Truth be told, those eyes had captured his interest the very moment they had collided with his. It had felt like a collision of two stars; enchanting but also destructive. And he immediately hated the effect they had on him, she had on him. He was a born ruler, a conqueror, how could he let a little orphan have power over him.
Being the only child, he had grown into a possessive being and so he couldn’t bear how everyone had started fawning over her since the moment she stepped in. Her growing proximity with his father added fuel to the fire. He envied the closeness and so he started bullying her. She never fought back. Her submission fed to his obsession and emboldened him. He loved his effect on her.
He grabbed a towel and started wiping his hair while walking out.
His phone pinged. He opened it to see a message from Alessia.
Was thinking about you all night long.
He smirked and threw the phone in his bed before getting in the shower.
Azriel lived in the left-wing of the castle. His interaction with his father had dwindled to nothing after his mothers’ death. His mother was killed by rouge and he blamed his dad for that. She would have been alive if he had banished the rouges from their territory. They were still allowed in. Azriel voted for their annihilation.
He was going to wipe them off the earth once he would become the King.
After getting ready, he headed out for school.
His pulled into his usual parking spot and climbed out of his Lamborghini. He was donning a black shirt and pair of jeans. As usual, the girls drooled over him as he passed them by and boys looked at him either with admiration or envy.
“Azriel,” Lucas walked over to him and they did a bro hug.
“Coach was asking about you?” Lucas told him as they walked through the corridor, attracting everyone’s attention.
“That old man. Why now?” he asked.
“Heath opted out, we need one more player as the match is around the corner. Since you are the captain, you will have to be there for the audition,” Lucas shrugged. Azriel rolled his eyes.
“I always knew he was a pussy,” Azriel disclosed. Lucas nodded.
They reached the basketball premises.
Jack threw the ball towards him which he caught with ease. And just like that, the practice rolled on.
Sometimes, in the middle of the practice, he got a whiff of her scent. Strawberry and Vanilla. His concentration broke and he stopped. His gaze started searching the ground for the owner of the mouthwatering scent. After a few moments, he found her. There she was. Exiting the library wing with a stack of books in her hand. Typical nerd.
But that nerd almost knocked him off his feet when she suddenly smiled. A tightening feeling grew inside his heart as he stared at her like a creep. He hated to admit it but she looked gorgeous when she smiled.
Instinctively, his gaze shifted to the person walking beside her. Burning jealousy licked through him when he saw Dustin. They were chatting like close friends. Wasn’t he just his project partner? He curled his fists as he shot daggers at him from there. This pesky filthy asshole was becoming a thorn in his side. They were doing a project together but that didn’t mean he had to be glued to her hips all-fucking day long.
He didn’t like their closeness. Not one fucking bit.
Hot rage swell inside him. He puffed his chest and swiveled. His seething eyes narrowed at his rival before he pounced over him and snatched the ball at the speed of lightning. Dribbling the ball, he steered it towards the hoop. The men chased him but his speed and strength were unrivaled. His taller height and magnificent physique gave him an advantage over others.
Instead of throwing the ball into the hoop, he hurled it in her direction. Not a moment later, a shriek reverberated in the air.
“Fuck,” Dustin cursed and covered his face. The ball had hit him right in his face. His broken glasses fell to the ground, shattering into tiny pieces.
Sienna’s eyes widened in shock. She was caught by surprise. It took her a moment to process what had just happened.
“Shit. Are you alright?” she asked him as she watched him in concern.
“Yes, I am fine. My glasses,” he crouched and picked the broken parts of his glasses.
“They broke,” Dustin sighed out as he examined his broken glasses. Sienna crouched as well.
“You sho..”
“Your eyes broke,” A mocking voice cut Sienna short. The remark was followed by a roar of laughter.
They both looked up and found the Alpha Prince towering over them along with his stooges. He was looking down at them with a smug smirk while spinning the ball on his one finger. Sienna was so tempted to slap that damn smirk off his face.
Azriel arched a brow at her when he saw the defiance flaring in her eyes. Sienna begrudgingly dropped her gaze and focused on Dustin.
“Let me take you to the dispensary,” Sienna held Dustin's shoulder and offered.
Azriel clenched his jaw. The amusement in his eyes had long vanished. Her concern for him wasn’t settling well with him.
“Wolves can heal fast unlike you, runt,” Azriel gritted out harshly. His eyes refused to move from her damn hand that was currently sprawled on his fucking shoulder. He will break his shoulder.
Sienna ignored his harsh comment and looked at Dustin with concern.
“I’ll be fine,” he answered her unasked question. Azriel rolled his eyes. What the fuck she was so concerned about. He had just hit him in the face. No biggie.
“Okay,” Sienna replied though, unconvinced, and finally took her hand off him. It is only then Azriel felt a little better. But the insecurities had already taken root.
Dustin and Sienna got to their feet and were about to turn when Azriel’s comment stopped them.
“So desperate for a boyfriend. Pathetic,” he spat contemptuously. A sharp pain pierced through her heart when his words sank in. He thinks this low of her? She was nonplussed.
Her gaze shifted to Dustin. A weight settled over her heart as she wondered what he must be thinking of her. Dustin, however, did away with her concern by flashing her a warm smile and nodding his head in assurance.
They left without replying to his rude remark. Azriel, still spinning the ball on his finger, watched her retreating back with repressed irritation.
Sienna was walking towards her next class when someone grabbed her arm and pulled her into a dark room. Before she could scream, a hand clamped down over her mouth. Her eyes widened in pure terror as the attacker pushed her front against the wall with his own body. She felt restless as a muscular body continued to press against her.
Desperate to break free, she started clawing at the large hand.“I wouldn’t dare to scream if I was you, princess,” his rough voice slid like a wisp of scorching air over her skin. She held her breath as realization dawned upon her. It was him.He slowly pulled his hand down. She whimpered.“Ssshhhh…no noise or,” he whispered hotly in her ear as he rested his hands on her waist. Applying a little pressure, he turned her around. The graceful slope of her waist urged him to explore more of her but he restrained.Her glossy blue eyes were sparkling like a star in a moonless night. Then he forcefully pushed her back against the wall and thrusted forward until there was just a breath of distance between them
Sienna cringed at the sight she walked in on. Alyssia was on Azriel's lap and his tongue was shoved deep down her throat. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. And what revolted her, even more, was Alyssia's lewd moans."Ohhh..I want your wolf to ravish me," Sienna's face burned with embarrassment at Alyssia's statement. Her anger was eclipsed by embarrassment. She contemplated leaving and confronting him when he wasn't busy tongue-fucking Alyssia. But apparently, she took too long to come to a decision as Azriel had already spotted her."Can't believe our luck. Her Highness is here to visit us," Sienna was turning when she heard his sarcasm-laced statement. She knew he hated her because she was close to his father. He was convinced that she had her eyes on the crown. For him, she was nothing but an opportunist. Initially, the Alpha and late Luna tried to make him warm up to her but it didn't work. One day, Alpha Jarek proposed to adopt Sienna but for some re
Her sticky eyelids peeled apart to reveal a pair of glazed blue orbs. Another day, the same nightmare. With tears trickling down the corner of her eyes, she stared fixedly at the ceiling and waited for her racing heart to calm down.Once she felt a little better, she spared a glance at the clock. It read 3:54. She quickly got down from the bed and headed towards the bathroom to start her day.The wild and icy wind lashed her face the moment she stepped out of the castle. She shivered and hugged her jacket closer. One of the downsides of not having a wolf was to not have any protection from cold. It was still dark and deadly quiet outside if the howling of the wind is not taken into account. She cursed Azriel under her breath and marched ahead.The ground where the Mating ceremony was going to take place was all by itself. Not a single soul could be seen on the premises. She couldn't for the life of her understand what was it that couldn't wait
Sienna was on tenterhooks. Her last meeting with Azriel had left her restless and so very confused. Hours had passed but she still wasn't able to recover from those silver orbs and those cryptic words, that had sounded even more enigmatic in his deep baritone voice. Such a deadly combo. She could still feel a faint tremor quaking her body.She was so nervous that she couldn't concentrate on any of her classes. Dustin wanted to discuss the project a little more after school but she couldn't bring herself to focus. Yet again that beast of a man had stolen her peace.She lifted her gaze and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a blue baggy t-shirt and cotton shorts. Her shorts were hidden as the shirt reached her mid-thigh. She stared at her reflection and wondered how her parents' death had alienated her from herself.After her parent's death, Sienna had turned into a quiet child. Her vivacity, sassiness had died do
To say Sienna was gobsmacked by his question would be an understatement. She gaped at this finest specimen in front of her with her mouth dropped open and eyes as wide as a saucer. He, oblivious to her reaction, continued to stare fixedly at her virgin lips as if they were the only thing in this world that mattered to him. His orbs were ablaze with a predatory glint. She was cold with apprehension."Has they ever been ravished to the point of bleeding? Do they know what sin tastes like?" his dark long lashes fluttered lightly when he looked up to meet her gaze."Do they know what a man tastes like?" he peered deep into her eyes and questioned. His hot breath kissed her lips as he drew closer. There was so much intensity in his eyes, so much passion in his voice. It stirred something inside her. And now that his face was this close to her that too without a scowl on, she realised how devastatingly beautiful he was. Her analysis of his appearance abrupted whe
She felt nothing but blinding terror as the wolf lunged towards her with the intention of ripping her in shreds. Her bones turned to water when he let out a menacing snarl. She was so going to die. Her brain begged her to take off running but her feet refused to budge. Her body felt numb. Not even a shriek could escape her mouth.Terror-stricken, she squeezed her eyes shut on the wolf. Her brain had shut down. She ad stopped breathing now and was waiting for the numbing pain to pierce through her and claim her life.But that didn't happen. Instead, she heard another growl, far more threatening malicious. There were two wolves here. Her eyes shot open at the realization.Her terror swelled twice over when she saw two wolves circling each other. One of them was the rouge who was about to attack her and the second one was.....her eyes turned wide with astonishment when she realized who the second one was. Only one wolf had fur as black as the night itse
The ride back home was quiet, saving for Azriel's snide comments which he threw now and then for having to haul Dustin's second-hand car. If it was for him, he would have wrecked his poor excuse of car. Sienna was preoccupied with what the luna of the pack had told her. She told her that the murderer was employed in their house for the last one year as a servant. No one ever paid him any mind. He always stayed in the shadow. Luna also disclosed the unusual activities that preceded Alpha's death. Several dead bodies were found on the border of the pack including the body of their healers. Shortly after, a heap of over 100 dead bodies of ravens was found at the front of the mansion. "Daydreaming about that cocksucker?" Azriel queried, staring at the road ahead. His question broke her from her thoughts and she turned to look at him. That angular jawline, those contoured cheekbones, that straight aquiline nose. She had to admit his
She was pushed back by the impact and was about to fall back on her butt when a pair of large, firm arms caught her by her waist. She gripped the bulging biceps and looked up to find a set of steely eyes staring down at her with a hint of concern. She had never thought his presence would bring this much relief to her. Large, hot dollops of tears rolled down her eyes as she looked at him with terror-struck eyes. "What's the matter with you? And what are you doing here?" he grabbed her arms and queried. 'I..I..please..he..he is after me...I..I saw his eyes..." she was shivering badly in his arms. "Calm down. No one here. Just relax," he scanned the treelines. They were all alone. "You don't understand. I..I saw him. I looked into his eyes...he..he is here," tears continued to show down her eyes as she tried to explain to him. "Moonshine, you ar.." "Why is he here? I..I know it's him. It...it