Penny for a thought? Ishir=Ibhaan. What do you think our wounded serpent would do next? Will she avenge it over Arin's death? Will she be able to walk past her humiliation? What do you think about Ibhaan? Phew! A couple more chapters and the romantic saga would commence. Stay tuned! Keep voting, commenting, and sharing. Till the next update K
One wicket down! I smirk, peeking from behind the curtains. Across the room, Julie and Sierra share a funny look. Both of them are as clueless as the presently weeping Alpha is. ‘Would somebody tell me what the hell happened? Arin! Arin! Wake up! Open your eyes! Arin!’ The jerk jerks his mate’s limp body by the shoulder to get a response out of her. None came. None will come!I wish for her soul to be travelling in some LA-La Land on its way to the hell where she belongs. ‘WILL SOMEONE TELL ME WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED? WHY IS MY MATE NOT RESPONDING?’ Alpha Ibhaan snaps at his beta as he gives another violent jerk to an unconscious and visibly swollen Luna.It’s all vivid after that. A scene straight out of an Action/Thriller movie that’s surprisingly pleasing. Alpha Ibhaan falls on his knees before his would-be wife with a crestfallen expression straight out of the opera. Beside him Beta Kavish is alarmed. He punches keys in his cell phone as he furiously barks orders to subordinate
‘You have to make it work, bitch or you are dead to me.’ Ella hisses in my head. The wound Alpha has given us is still afresh. I squeeze my eyes close with a sigh. Ishir…I cannot believe I have been obsessively thinking about the Alpha all this while without cringing at once. It breaks my heart. It hurts. Why? Why do I feel this burn in my chest when I see concern in his eyes for his mate? Am I burning in agony? I have been waiting for this minute for three long and miserable years. I have endured the mortifications and torture all at your faith and words. I cannot survive a day more seeing the punk smiling triumphantly at his achievements. But then, why do I feel anger instead of nothing but pure joy?‘Move! Arin. Arin.’ I can still hear his voice. It makes my throat go dry. Why? Why does he sound so worried? They are childhood friends. Surely, he might know she wouldn’t die so easily. He doesn’t have to sound like her life is treading on thin line and that she might give up on
‘Bruhhhhh…You showed them. You showed them. You showed them.’ Sierra gushes over in a whisper as we shuffle past a group of young wolves smoking their lungs out. They eyed us hungrily and whistled. ‘Looking for a company hottie. Lemme take ya home.’ The tallest in the lot grunts, practically eye-raping Sierra. ‘Keep dreaming jerk.’ Sierra retorts, fisting her palms to the side. She rolled her eyes at him and kept walking. I marvel at her patience with the lewd. Maybe she has gotten used to such derogatory comments while working as a waitress. ‘I’ll fuck ya in my dream. Though I’d prefer reality. Wanna do ya say. In the car trunk?’ His equally lecherous companions guffaw at his comments. Ella hisses in my head. I swear I want to shred life out of his body bit by bit. Who does he think he is dealing with? Sierra is a queen. How could someone talk to a female like that? Is this the best his mother could do? I personally hate this about the wolf. The pups' production occurs in bulk
‘It's you. I thought we were being stalked. There was this scoundrel, chasing us all the way to this compartment. I cannot tell you how absolutely terrified I was…’‘What are you girls doing in here at this time? I have heard something has happened to Luna Arin. Mind telling me how a bee slips in a bug-free hotel? I have already smelled something suspicious when you denied Xiomara’s offer for help. You were too keen on selling your bodies for a shewolf I have never heard from you before. My wolf sensed something. Now, I am certain. Tell me, who exactly you are or I will—’ Julie does not let Murad finish the sentence. In a second, we are on our all fours and crawling our way to the private compartment. Lily keeps an eye on Kavish in the background. The Beta is still gazing out of the window. His earplugs are plugged and I presume are booming with echoing music. He seems lost in thought and serious. Long gone the goofiness from his face. ‘But why is he travelling in the subway when h
Mena Hospital. ‘Hehehehe.’ ‘Shh…Psht…hehehehehe’ ‘Be Quiet, Crawling insects! They’ll see us.’ I whisper yelled at the trio stifling giggles. ‘Hehehehehe.’ Sierra’s shoulders vibrate. Over her shoulders, Julie is struggling for breath as she wipes the tears from the corner of her eyes. I glance at the the billboard is illuminated with bright lights over the top of a glass building and couldn’t help but smile. ‘Meena…What kind of Lycan names himself after a female. Meena. Hehehehehe. I remember my gardner’s wife at the manor. She was Sheena. I think he is her lost twin brother. Meeennnaaa.’ Julie gasps falling into fits of giggle. Even Lily is giggling. Across us the hospital premise–all tall and visible loom over. It is intimidating even from far away. I crane my neck up and stare at the building with so many emotions creating a tornado inside my heart that I almost lost it. My breath is hitched and my eyes wide as a soccer ball. I am close to hyperventilating. I am th
A week later...Sunlight creeps through the lavender curtains, spreading warmth all over the magnificent room. The bed is cosy. It’s huge, soft, and has tough hands grown on either side that are pulling me deep into it. The embrace is exotic and comfortable and the scent—I inhale into its intoxicating aroma. It pushes me back to nostalgia. Damn! It’s familiar but I don’t remember using the misty deodorant ever. It’s masculine and powerful/ I stir a bit and snuggle more into the addictive warmth. Its fragrance is exhilarating yet cherishing. It is special—I have never smelled anything as narcotic before. I can be around it the whole of my life and still not get bored of it. In the safety of its sturdiness, I can survive the toughest of the times. My lips curve at the thought. I feel something soft tickling my cheeks. I have had one of the best nights of sleep of my life in years. I don't remember when was the last time I slept like a baby—without a care in the world. There is absolu
Ibhaan's POV: I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, pushing past the Mansion’s staff. Blood pumps up in my veins. The sweat trickles to unmentionable parts of my body. ‘Dude, Slow down. You are gonna crush someone’s bones.’ Kavish, my stupidly nagging Beta cum best friend, snickers over my shoulder. I have plenty of best friends in and outside the Pack. Six to be precise if I’d like to count and one of them is my twin brother, Subhan but I am closest with Kavish for some reasons. It could be because I spend all my time and secrets with him and that he finds all the incongruities and absurdities as hilarious as I do. (Other wolves don’t have the darning sense of humour! Psht, sickos!) My Beta and I pretend to have the authoritative relationship in public that I am supposed to have with him as a ruling Alpha, in private—the boss and subordinate relationship is hardly there. ‘Slow down! She is not pushing your baby out of her cunt, you know. She is fine.’ Grabbing my shoulder
Lizzy's Head: I am in my nemesis’s den. That stinking asshole! The moment I saw his eyebrow pierced uglier than a Jinn’s butt face, I wanted to kick him in the shine until his balls become a fucking momos chutney. His velvety smooth voice… My small voice in my head reminds me. I want to scream. ‘Listen up, you whore. He is not some rich lad striving to become an idol. He is a fucking Alpha and not some Alpha, he is responsible for your despair and ruins. You must forget about that stupid ride. It was an illusion. It cannot be real. FORGET IT!’ I try to inculcate a new reality in my system. It is harder than impossible. I don’t remember thinking about my ex-dead meat husband as much as I am thinking about the millisecond connection with the Alpha. Why am I still clinging to the reverie beyond me? ‘Damn it! Where the fuck is Lily? How did she end up on Kavish’s radar when I specifically told her to be careful? If I were all but a couple of minutes late she would have puked out t