AMARA'S POV When he grabbed the side of my face, I flinched in disgust as I felt cold, uneasy shivers run down my spine. My skin underneath his hard grip felt as though it was under boiling larva, and my legs were trembling so badly that I would have fallen to the ground if the man wasn't cornering me to the sink. "You have such blemish free skin for a rogue..." He whispered as he clutched my chin hard before running his thumb over my lips. I shut my eyes tight as I glanced to the side, wishing he'd just disappear. Feeling this man close to me reminded me of past memories with Kaden. Unlike my mate, his prescence made me feel uneasy, and his touch disgusts me and made all the hair at the back of my neck rise. "Hey!" He suddenly growled and with a gasp I was forced to look at him, and I cried outloud when his fingers digged into the flesh of my cheek. "Look at me when I'm talking to you, you slut or I'll kill you!" "Could you repeat what you said just right now?"I didn't want to
DYLAN'S POV I watched as she tripped and fell face first on the ground when I threw her into the cell before I locked the gates. It took her some seconds to lift her head, and when she turned to me, I could see her bursted lips, and the blood running down her left cheek. But that wasn't what startled me. She suddenly got up and ran towards me, wrapping her arms around the bars of the gates with a pleading look in her eyes. I tried hard to look away, but the fucking mate bond was subjecting me to staring into those enchanting emerald green eyes of hers. Aside being a rogue, I don't think Amara had a single flaw that would make me want to reject her every single minute I thought of her. She was undeniably the most beautiful she-wolf I had ever come across. Infact, no woman could hold a candle to her other worldly beauty and pulchritudinous appearance. With her red hair and doe shaped jewel eyes, she was capable of rendering men to their knees with so much as a swing of her bodacio
DYLAN'S POV I didn't even bother to touch the message. Even though there was a look of horror on the elders' faces, my face was completely neutral. Infact, I had never been calm about anything as this right now. I have received worse threats, and yet, they all seemed futile and useless. I turn to Barton who had the same neutral expression as I did. The scar a witch had given him during a deadly fight was still there, intimiddating and huge, slashed across his eyes. One thing about werewolves, we couldn't heal the way we did if we were wounded or scarred by witches. We just healed like normal humans, the scar still there to remind us of our past encounter. It was slashed across his left eyes, from the top lid to his cheek, and yet I wondered how he drew the attention of most women in the pack. His hazel eyes were piercing and cold, and his raven black hair shielded most of his eyes. I didn't make Barton head of my pack warriors for nothing. He was strong, resilient and trust worth
DYLAN'S POV My eyes shot open like a bullet struck the side of my neck when she helped me pushed the hem of her skirt up, and I noticed she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Feel how wet and horny I am for you Dylan." She moaned softly, leaning her head towards the crook of my neck while bracing her hands at the arm of my chair, waiting, urging me to continue. I start to kiss the side of her neck while stimulating the tip of her clit, rubbing my thumb over it in a circular motion. Her moans grew heavy and softer, and her legs were hung on the office table, spread wide apart to enable me easy access. The feeling of her wetness on my hand stimulated deep feelings within me, and before I knew it, I was biting and sucking the sensitive part of her neck, listening to her moans and getting enticed by it. "Oh Dylan..." She moaned, and suddenly the image of Amara flashed in my head. I kissed Elana harder and even went as far as pushing her back so I could get access into her mouth, j
AMARA'S POV The cell was cold and unwelcoming but I embraced the feeling. I had honestly thought I was going to spend a night here like he wanted me to. My eyes would trembled as I search the place with my eyes, expecting to see Kaden creep out from no where and try to kill me. Something skidded past me, and I screamed, scrambling up to my feet with horror in my eyes, but it happened to be a rat. Tears filled my eyes as I sat down, drawing my knees up to my chin. There was no way of escape. And unlike Kaden's dungeon, there was no way of escaping this one. It had a small window, but it high off the ground and very small, so small that a pup couldn't even squeeze through. Suddenly, I heard some voices. "We haven't got all day guys. Move move move! " I glanced up to see huge boots walking past my cell from the small window. I noticed they were Pushing some wheelbarrows, and there were alot of men. What was going on. "Can we really build a barrier before tomorrow evening?" Another
DYLAN'S POV "What's going on?" Elana rolled her eyes. "what's wrong if we're fucking. Are you seriously hearing it for the first time or is there something else I don't know about..""There isn't" I quickly said, trying to wade off the topic but Elana still had a suspecting look in her eyes as she looked between I and Aidan who had thunder bolts in his eyes as he stared at us."Aidan let's talk." I try to hold Aidan but he stepped back like I had betrayed him. "How could you .. " he whispered. "Let's talk.""Talk about what?! You know what you did... I won't say it, but you know what you did. It's utterly disgusting and unforgiving..." With that, he walked away, leaving me with Elana who I had to face after he must have gone and left me with her. I turn with a sigh to see her standing there with her arms folded across her chest, her brows raised. "Would you care to tell me what that was all about."No matter how I tried to switch up my words and quickly think of a lie, nothing le
DYLAN'S POV I quickly froze, and before I realized it, my hands moved and Elana was underneath me underneath me in one second. "Dy- Dylan!" She gasped, but I had already gotten a hold of myself and quickly climbed out of the bed at once. "Dylan what's going on? Who's Amara!"But I was already at the edge of the bed, dragging my shorts up my legs. As I hopped towards the door, trying to battle with holding my shorts up my legs while pulling my shirt around my body, the door burst open and Aidan barged in at that moment. I stood there in my shorts and half buttoned up shirt, staring with widened eyes at the betrayal I saw in Aidan's. As he just stood there, his eyes fixed on me, I watched him move his eyes towards Elana who hurriedly covered herself up with the blankets. "What the hell happened here?" Aidan stepped forward and grabbed the clothes which Elana had taken off and had tossed to the floor. He fisted his hand around the clothes and turned back to me. The entire time, I co
AMARA'S POVI had thought I was submerged into unconsciousness completely, but it turns out that in actual fact, it wasn't. Yes, I was weak and unable to move, and I could see my own blood pooling right Infront of me, but I could hear voices around and touch things if it was within my reach. I knew when Aidan had carried me, but I post a couple memories of what had happened before I opened my eyes and found myself lying on a bed. "I'll be right back, okay? I'll get some help. No one's here, but I'll call Dylan, okay?"If the side of my mouth didn't have so much blisters that it hurt to say a word, I would have smiled scornfully. Call Dylan? It would be better off leaving me here to bleed to death than calling him, because I knew he wouldn't come. No one asides him liked me. And I was sure the only reason Aidan and Maria were nice to me were out of pity. I knew no one could like me for who I was. But then, who was I I turn to see the mirror on Aidan's wall to see my reflection. I