Delilah's POV:My eyes widened with pure fear, I was looking out the kitchen window. Even though I was unable to understand what actually was going to happen still in my mind, I knew it would be bad.Animals. So many of them. Lethal and brutal. Gigantic and monstrous. All clad in black fur. A huge hound of them was making their way to our home. Their sharp fangs were glinting in the moonlight, eyes glowing red with rage.My heart was pounding in my chest but I was just unable to move. Just a moment later, someone switched off the light, and I gasped when calloused hands wrapped around my ribcage and swept me up in the air.Out in the living room, I was put back on my feet and came face to face with my dad. Mom came running towards me and she was a sobbing mess whereas my father's face was etched with hard lines.He opened his mouth to say something and right at that moment, a man strode into the living room. His face appeared sad and his eyes were full of grief as he reported to my dad
Xander's POV:The next morning, I was out on the ground that we used as the training center. It was 5 in the morning and the pack members were getting ready for the training session. Lucas, my gamma, was standing beside me, eyeing everyone with an assessing gaze. He was about 100 years old but in human years, he was not more than 25. He had fought in many supernatural battles and due to his tactics and strategies, he was the head of the military and training of the pack members.I, with other pack members, attended the training session every morning. It gave the pack a sense of unity and strength and motivated them to do better. Lucas trained us in both human and lycan forms.After vigorous training, I was heading back to my residential wing in the mansion when Antonio fell in line with me, "Alpha, Daniel Hunter is asking to meet you at his residence."My footsteps halted. I turned toward Antonio and passed him a very slight but vicious smile to which he quickly responded with, "Of cou
Xander’s POV:The next morning, my wolf was all jittery and edgy. Whether I liked it or not, what Antonio said last night wasn't wrong.I knew what was going to help clear my mind. Jogging into the weapon room, I grabbed an axe and walked off into the woods. I kept walking until I reached the area where we had cut down a few trees. Logs were kept on the ground so that they could dry.I was THE Lycan King, the most powerful and the most barbarous. How could I even feel a tiny bit of 'something' for someone who wasn't my mate? Thinking to myself, I jerked off my shirt.Carrying a huge trunk, I placed it on the slab of rock and raised the ax above my head. With one swift strike, I cut the log into two pieces. I walked back to the logs and carried another trunk on my shoulder. And that's when I heard the sound of dry leaves being rustled under the feet. When I turned around, I saw the same girl I was running away from.Her body was frozen at the spot but her wide eyes were constantly movin
Delilah's POV: Shock zinged through my body as I took in the scene in front of me. My eyes kept shifting between him and the gigantic tree trunk mounted over his shoulder. Neither a bead of sweat nor a sign of panting. He was clearly annoyed by my presence and when I asked him how in the realm of reality was it possible, he threw a pathetic excuse of workout at me. I was still recovering from the chaotic shock when he pointed his index finger toward the muscles packed on his frame. My eyes roamed over his wheat complexion and hungrily took in his chiseled chest protruding out with muscles and his abdomen carved with sexy abs. My finger itched to poke his muscles just to find out how hard they were. His arms were covered with thick veins that were every girl's wet dream. This man, gosh, he was the epitome of masculinity and beauty. I gawked at his half-naked body shamelessly as little explosions of desire erupted inside me. He was such a sight to behold and ignoring it felt like a ma
Delilah’s POV: Bianca was stunned too but she never screamed in pain. Her hold on Cassandra's hair loosened and taking advantage of the moment, I pushed her away. I kneeled down beside Cassandra and wiped away the tears from her face. Over us, Bianca seethed with rage, "Who the fuck are you, and why the hell do you keep interfering in my matters?" My eyes snapped to her, "By matters, do you mean bullying, torturing, and harassing?" Now there was a dead silence in the hall. By the time, Bianca opened her mouth to retort, a shrilling sound of bell echoed. Mumbling to each other, students started dispersing off toward the exit. Me and Bianca were in a hot staring contest with none of us taking our eyes away. Throwing daggers with those eyes, Bianca finally said through gritted teeth, "You...I don't give a fuck who you really are." Pointing a finger at me, she bit out, "But know one thing, interfere in my business again and you'll be found dead in a ditch." Addy gasped in horror. Sh
Xander's POV:She jerked around. Hard and fast. Eyes filled with shock were piercing mine. This closer, I could literally hear the erratic beating of her heart. For a moment, she searched my face whether I was joking but something in her demeanour told me that she already knew. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard and digested the information. She nodded slowly and then her eyebrows dipped lower as she thought for a few seconds and then asked, "Are you here to hurt me?" The question itself was a blow to my heart. My wolf growled just at the thought. I wanted to touch her, whether to soothe her or myself was another question. But I stayed still and whispered through clenched teeth, "I'd prefer death over doing such a thing." She sucked in a sharp breath. I was aware of the rise and fall of her chest as her breathing grew heavier. I must admit, this girl was brave. Even after knowing that I wasn't a human being, she was standing firmly in front of me. My gaze traveled to her plump
Delilah's POV:One second he was flushed against me, gawking at me like he was starving to death and I was his favorite meal, and the very next second, he was up and out the window. No answers, no explanations.My head was a jumbled mess of chaos and excitement. I was stunned at my own reaction. Instead of freaking out at his confession, asking him exactly what he was and what the hell he was doing in my room, I kept standing there like a dummy. And that kiss? What was that and why was I the one to initiate it? I was seriously losing hold of my senses.The revelation itself wasn't much of a shock for me. Maybe after what I had been witnessing in the past few days, I kind of had an idea. I mean, what human could possess such power and speed? I had so many questions about the situation. I still have. Millions of them. But damn, those intense eyes and the intoxicating scent seemed to cloud my sense of thinking every time he was in close vicinity.Sighing, I turned to the other side and i
Delilah's POV: We walked the dark corridors in the dim light emitting from the torch. The man was grabbing my hand in a tight hold while walking briskly. I was panting, "Uncle John, can we please walk slower? I am getting tired." His pace didn't slow down, "No, kiddo. We must hurry up." I huffed out, "You are a big man but I am just a 3-year-old girl with tiny legs." Jogging forward, he insisted, "We don't have much time." His words were not registering in my immature mind. I turned my neck around. There was only utter darkness behind us. Staring at nothing, I asked curiously, "Who were those wolves coming into our house?" I was heaved up in his arms, "Bad wolves, kiddo. Really really bad wolves." My wavy hair bobbed up and down in his arms, "Where are we going, Uncle John." "To the safe space," replied the man. Finally, after what felt like hours, we reached the end of the corridor. There was a wooden ladder against the end wall and above that, there was a door locked with c