"Why are you doing this to me, mother?" I asked her and she immediately dismissed my help, who walked away without fuss.She turned to me. "What exactly do you mean, Ashlyn?" She asked. She was being pretentious and I knew it. "This, mother. You cannot claim to be oblivious to what's happening. This forced marriage." I said to her in despair.She walked closer to me. "Eli has confessed his feelings for you, Ashlyn, my darling. He'd love you and care for you." She replied d, holding my face so sweetly and unable to see my pain or rather pretending not to. "What about me, mother? It takes two to tango. I do not love him and I never will." I said to her."You'd learn to. Love comes after marriage." She said. I took her hands away from my face."What happened to you, mother?" I asked her with sadness in my voice. "I'm your only daughter, yet you do not treat me like a prized possession. I'm your only replica and yet you throw me into the arms of a man not worthy of me." I said to her, an
"What did you say about me, Eli? What did you say?" Darius asked him in anger."Nothing, Darius. I swear nothing." He replied, like the coward he was. His panicked voice almost made me laugh. "He tried to kill me, Darius. I swear he did and I promise I was good." I cried out to him.Darius dealt him a hefty blow and his face fell sideways and when he angled his head back in position, blood had formulated round his teeth and he had blood coming out from his nostrils. "It would take me nothing to drive a stake into this poor wretched heart of yours." Darius said to him."You would not dare." Eli finally spoke, finding his voice. He had the nerves to speak back at Darius.In flashes, Darius dealt him several blows and he fell to the ground.I held Darius. "Desist from disfiguring his face, Darius. Remember the groom must look very charming for the wedding." I said to him in sarcasm.He stared at me with a confused look and then he understood my sarcasm. He let go of Eli."I promise you
"What is the meaning of this, Darius? In my presence?" Father asked, trying not to sound angry, but he was. He was raging in fury and I was well pleased."Forgive my manners, father, but it is what it is." He replied with a rude curtsey. Classic Darius. "What is this insubordination, Darius? And in the presence of my subjects?!" Father said and clearly this time, he showed his anger. He felt downgraded by Darius actions. Darius bowed. "Pardon my manners again, father, but I must interfere in this matter. The marriage shall not hold." He said, his eyes holding father's in that same steadfast tenacity as his. Darius turned to the gathering. "I'm about to reveal the truth about this man here and the fake love he pretends to have for my sister." He said and I saw Joshua rolling out the kinetograph. He was in this too? I wondered. Despite making it look like he did not give a damn about me getting married to Eli. Perhaps Darius forced him to do so. Mother walked up to Darius. "What are
I scrambled on my knees towards Darius. "Please, do not let them take me away. Please, I beg you." I pleaded, tears spilling from my eyes as I wept at his feet.He did not move an inch and when I looked up at him, his eyes were red and I saw defeat in them. He could not save me this time. I was dragged off his feet by one of the Lycanthropes. His large paws encircling my waist as he placed me over his hairy shoulder like a lamb for sacrifice. I looked at my family and I felt a detest in my heart for them especially my father. Hatred for him was spreading in my heart like wildfire. Darius looked away from me unable to meet my gaze. He had saved me from the hands of Eli, but now he could not save me from the hands of this barbaric monster. No one could. I cried realizing my fate. ••Cardonald, Glasgow A tear finally slipped from my eyes as the rain drumming on the roof finally subsided. My tears did not drop for the fact that I was separated from my family. My tears dropped because
Ashlyn's POV I was shocked when he held me so closed to himself and said those words, but the moment he threw me aside, I knew he was just playing with my mind. The brute was making a mockery of me. I watched him walk away from me as I took in deep breaths. Someday I hoped to make him beg, beg at my feet for the ill treatments he was making me face. But, I knew that someday was far from me. What could an unwitting vampire like me do? Shaking the thoughts of Lucifer out of my head, I walked out of the house daring the freedom he did not let me have. For the first time since I was brought in here, I observed the environment I was in. Beautiful trees surrounded the house. A stony pavement that ran out in lines leading to different parts of the forest. One of the lines led to the stable and I followed it. I've had thrills for horses for a very long time, but I was never allowed on one. As a princess of the Clutch, one must not be seen participating in such things. I scoffed remember
Lucifer's POV The over protective part of me had taken control when I sensed her falling from the horse the minute I walked into the stable.I hated that part of me, but I could not control it. It was something I had no power over. And now, she has angered me. Brutalized my ego. A few days ago, she had fear in her eyes for me and now that I have known her, taken her pride as a woman, she was no longer terrified of my darkness. How dare she? Punishment she deserved and punishment she would get. I pulled her by the hair out of the stables and she whimpered."Let go of me." She ordered. How dare she order me?!That infuriated me the more. I said not a word to her till we were back into the house and into her room. I pushed her unceremoniously on the bed and she gasped and began to vent."Stay away from me, you vulgar barbarian." Her shrew tongue lashed out.Steel was threatening to surface and tear her into pieces, but I held him in as I walked out of the room and returned few minutes
Ashlyn's POV And just as usual, he was gone right after he was done with me. I curled up on the bed, finally free from all the tools he had used on me. I was sore, stretched and ached. I did not know when I started to cry. Just like I had thought, his punishment was more cruel than before. Would I ever be able to survive in the hands of this man? Would I ever get freed from the hands of this devil? There was not a chance of that happening. I was his captive. His sex slave. His mistress. His whore. Whatever names one can think of, that was all I was to this devil, Lucifer. My body wracked in sobs and I tried to control them. I did not know why I cried. Was it because of the sexual intercourse or for the fact that I was the mate of a beast, yet I was treated like a whore? Being a slave was better than the life I was living I was sure. Despite the punishment, my body had betrayed me by responding to every touch of his cruel hands and igniting waves of ecstasy inside of me. I was st
Lucifer's POV I returned back to the pack house with Kill. We had gone scouting the land in Edinburgh that the warlords had taken over. We returned back home late to analyze our research, their weak points and their defense. We were yet to discover their strategies. From our own angle, they were getting very prepared for what was coming and they could prove very difficult to subdue. "Alpha." Sia said sweetly coming close to me. "We'll discuss about the warlords tomorrow, Kill. Get some rest." I said to him. He stared at me in surprise and then nodded. What baffled him was when I told him to rest. I was known in the pack not to give him or any of the warriors breathing space. They had to work tirelessly including the servants too. Everyone was to work for the pack without rest. "What is it, Sia? You do not have better things to do than disturb me?" I shot her an annoying look. "Oh, Lucifer, you should not say that to me." She said coming close to touch my arm. I brushed her asi