Christian
I released the breath that was threatening to choke me. I have never experienced anything harder than trying not to pounce on my mate with her scent trapped in my lungs. The restraint I had to put myself on was a first experience for me. What scared me more was how I was supposed to control myself in the future now that I had her around. I didn't know what the future held for us, what my fate was supposed to be. But I did know that I couldn't survive without her. For long at least. I had to make her mine. I had to do something to get her on our side. She just had to. My luck was hard considering she was not a werewolf, so she wasn't ready to accept the bond despite knowing what it could make us werewolves feel. But I had to fight. I will fight for her. I will go against anyone who tries to take her away. I have waited for a long time now. This was my one and only chance at having my mate finally.
With the royal beta duties, my job was not only to care for the execution of our pack but also oversee the decisions of other packs coming under the king's rule. This kept me so engaged, I never had time for meaningless flings or affairs. Especially knowing that my mate was out there, I waited. But how was it even possible? As far as I had heard, werewolves were only supposed to have werewolf mates. Then why her? How?
The small visit I paid to her cell was just an excuse to get close to her. I wanted to see her. Feel her. My hand was itching to touch her. It had crawled up to feel the soft skin of her cheek but just as it was about to land on its surface, I retracted it. Why? Because I wasn't sure what my wolf would do next, feeling her skin and the sparks that would erupt like a jolt of electricity.
He was ready to come out any moment if I hadn't shut my eyes forcefully to keep him at bay. Otherwise he would have claimed her then and there.
I looked at my shiny gold wristwatch. It was time for the council meeting. Important decisions were going to be made. I sighed, knowing all those decisions had to do with my mate. Help me, moon goddess, for I can't lose her.
Making my way to the meeting room, I saw all the Alphas of other territories gathered with their beta's sitting in their places on the huge rectangular table. My seat was at the head of the table, on the right of the King's royal chair. Being the the Royal beta, and the king's right hand, our pack was above everyone else's.
All eyes immediately turned towards me, notifying that it was my presence that everyone was waiting for desperately. King's eyes pinned me until I made way and took my place beside him.
"Let's begin then," came his authoritative tone.
"We've heard about Gamma Arnold's daughter. But the news spread quickly that you have captured Balthazar's daughter as well," my hand clenched into a tight fist hearing Alpha Alexander speak that way of my mate. " We are ready for the alliance, King, even if it goes as far as to another war, we are standing with your pack. Aurora would be more than happy to help on the quest with her specialities." Alexander mentioned his mate knowing the powers she held, being the last white wolf. "Moreover, I already think we have the upper hand with Balthazar's daughter being our captive. Eye for eye, daughter for daughter." My wolf was screaming to come out to punch him after hearing his words. But I had to contain myself, knowing it was my hard luck she was still the enemy.
Calm down! I heard Dominic scold me through our mind link. He could feel the anger radiating off me.
"Whatever we do, we need to be careful. I don't want any harm to come to my daughter. And knowing how selfish Balthazar really is, he wouldn't mind sacrificing his daughter for his benefit. Moreover, we don't even know if she is really his daughter or not. What if they are just playing with us?" Gamma Arnold made his point. For a moment, I thought of his words and knew what he said made sense. That could be a high possibility.
"There should be no debate about this. She is the enemy who has cost us our warriors. Having her as a prisoner in your pack is only going to put you all in more danger. She should be killed immediately!" One moment Alpha Malcolm had uttered those words and the next he was choking in death-strangling grip of my hand. He would be an Alpha, but I was the royal beta, which made my position automatically superior to all these minor Alpha's sitting in this very room with me. The only person who had any authority over me was Dominic. The rest, I wouldn't waste a second to kill if they dare say anything about even touching my mate, let alone kill her.
"Say that again, I dare you!" My voice came out lethal as I squeezed my hand further blocking his air passage. Seeing that weakling struggle in my grip did wonders to my pride. He was the most incapable Alpha and leader any pack could ask for. Not only a womanizer who is least bothered about fulfilling his Alpha duties, he was greedy for power and had killed his own father to take over the pack. Though he spun many lies to make it look like an accident, we were better than him to know the reality.
Everyone sprung out of their chairs seeing the scene I had created. But I had no control over myself or my wolf. The moment he uttered that bullshit out of his disgusting mouth, all I saw was red. My wolf chanted only one word in my head.
Kill, kill ,kill.
"Enough Christian! Leave him," Dominic ordered in his hard tone. My jaw clenched and I only squeezed his throat further as he struggled in my grip, his hands tightened around my wrist trying to pull it away, his eyes begging me to leave him.
"Christian, let him go, I said!" I heard Dominic's stern voice before finally releasing my grip and dropping the pathetic Alpha to the ground to pant for air. I smirked at his condition. Served this pathetic being right.
"Why did you do that, Beta Christian?" Alpha Alexander questioned with a suspicious look and emotion in his eyes that told me he had put two and two together. I, however, chose to remain quiet as everyone observed me with either shocked or scared faces. Except Dominic, of course. He looked bored.
"She is my prisoner and therefore I will decide what we have to do with her. Whatever the decision may be, all of you are only advised to do as told or else the consequences will be severe," Dominic announced like the king he was. "You all are dismissed, leave." With that, everyone started scurrying away along with Alpha Malcolm, who gave me a look before his beta helped him out.
As everyone was leaving, Alpha Andrew stopped in his tracks and turned to look me in the eyes, "if she is your mate, then you know the fight is going to be worth it." He was one of the best Alpha leaders in alliance with our pack and has helped us in many wars with Shadow Weavers over a long time. He had a daughter who was killed at seven years of age as a result of the animosity between werewolves and Shadow Weavers. He and his mate were heartbroken for a very very long time until they had a second child. But no matter what, we could still see the pain of losing a pup in his eyes up till now.
He made sure to say those words after everybody was gone and he was the only one left behind. I gave him a single nod before he left, closing the door behind him.
Dominic sighed as the door closed and he sunk back into his chair. "You have to be careful, Christian. I know what she is to you, but you can't lose control every time like this. We need to deal with this situation maturely."
"Yes Alpha," I nodded, not meeting his eyes since my blood was still boiling with fury because of what had occurred a few seconds before. Before becoming my King and Alpha, he was my friend and I knew what he said was straight out of his heart. He knew the war I was fighting, knowing my mate was in the cell when all me and my wolf wanted was to have her in my arms. Fuck fate!
None of us said a word for a while before he decided to break the silence.
"One week." I looked up to meet his eyes to see him already looking at me with no emotion. "You have one week. Make her fall in love with you. Claim her, bring her to our side. Do what you have to, to make her trust you. To make her your mate. It's not only going to favor you but also us if she gives us all the secrets of Shadow Weavers. I know it's not easy, she is his daughter after all. But there is only so much a person can do to resist the mate bond. It's only a matter of time until she gives in."
"And if she doesn't accept this?" I asked, calculating all the possibilities.
"Then we will have no other option but to trade her with Anastasia."
Mia I was fucking exhausted here. I have wracked my brain over and over to get out of this place but there is absolutely no fucking loophole. They have excellent security here. There is no way I can make it out of this place until someone comes and lets me out. My thoughts wander back to Dad. Was he worried about me? Was he planning on doing something to get me out of here? What about Sylvia? Did she know I was missing? She should by now, I'm guessing. They are my family. They must be doing at least something to get me, right? I heard the doors to the dungeon crack open again, informing me I had a visitor. I waited for exactly three seconds before looking up to see Christian once again. And boy did he smell amazing. Fuck, why do I feel this way towards him? It's like there is an invisible force that is drawing me towards him, pushing me into noticing him, feeling attracted towards him. There was no denial of the fact that he was a handsome creature made with utter elegance, hotnes
Mia I came out dressed in a simple white floral sundress that reached a little below my knees. I was kind of feeling weird in it because I was really not used to dresses. All I owned were either leather jackets, pants, shirts and most definitely no dresses. Sitting on the bed for a few minutes, I waited, not knowing what to do next. Sighing, everything flashed before me as to how I ended up here. From the war to fainting to discovering my mate to sitting in his room. I broke out of my thoughts hearing the door open and entered the Royal Beta in his glory. His eyes trailed over me from head to toe, taking in my appearance. It had only been a few seconds when a knock was heard and he attended the person. It was one of the maids bringing in a trolley full of scrumptious feasts. My mouth immediately watered at the sight, as the last decent food I had was the one he brought me in the cell.&n
MIA It was almost too easy. One day I was trapped in their dungeons and the other I was roaming around freely in the pack. For what? Just a chance that I gave him? A chance that was nothing but a lie. I scoffed. These werewolves are too gullible for their own good. How can they claim to be the strongest when they are nothing but actually the weakest, as soon as their mates walk in the picture. Then be it enemy or friend, they will most likely get their families and whole packs killed in the name of soulmates or their so-called love. If I knew it was going to be this easy, then I would just have accepted to give him that chance the very first day. Well, as you can guess, since I'm able to walk freely in the pack house, I decided to take a walk in their gardens. What's better than exploring the place, understanding all the ins and outs for the next attack. The first sight that hit me was children runnin
Mia 1 week later Through the last week, I did my best imprinting every entrance, every exit, every loophole the pack house had in my head for future purposes obviously. Not only that, I had been on my best behavior with everyone, making them feel more comfortable around me and, slowly but gradually, they too, started accepting me. How delightful! Although I continued sleeping in his room, but never in the same bed! That couldn't be possible. The only reason that I agreed to stay in the same room as him, was that I wouldn't share my sleeping space with him. He unexpectedly agreed to my demand, saying he'd rather have me stay in the same room than not at all. So on the same day, another single bed was installed in his room within a few hours. Yep, very quick service. And his room was big enough to support, I guess three more beds if not less, so yes, space wasn't the problem at all. I sighed, taking breakfast for him. I thought that maybe putting in a little effort to be nice would k
MiaI sighed, looking at the two warrior men following me. Bulky while possessing strong and muscular physiques, showcasing their physical strength and endurance. Gifted with broad shoulders, well-developed arms, and powerful legs, indicating their training and combat readiness. Their imposing stature and robust build would instill a sense of fear and respect among their adversaries, but not me.Now the question was if I could take them down single-handedly. Well, I had no other choice but to give it a try. With a flick of my wrist, I pivoted, the blades I hid under my shirt slashing through the air. Surprise flickered in the eyes of the two men as my strikes found their mark, rendering them momentarily defenseless.The forest bore witness to my movements, which were a symphony of calculated strikes and evasions, my daggers a deadly extension of my thoughts. With a swift, calculated blow, I disarme
Mia"Sylvia," I called her and she turned from whatever new potion she was experimenting on, to have a look at me."Oh good Lord! Mia?" She ran to me, engulfing me in a hug. "What the hell even happened? How did you get back?" My heart ached because this was the kind of reaction I was expecting from my father. I had made a little trip to my room to hide the book of enchantments before making my way here. I had planned to study it all night."Well, I tricked them." She gave me a look that screamed 'are you kidding me'."You need to give me more than that honey," she said. My thoughts wandered off to the whole situation of finding my mate, to making them trust me until I betrayed them. Was I going to give her the details? I didn't know."Sylvia, I need to ask you a few things." She nodded her head, indicating for me to go on. "Dad. Was
MiaI walked into the kitchen to grab myself something to eat when I saw Sophie, one of our maids, taking what seemed like a very stale piece of bread and a bottle of half-filled water on a tray. Damn, how scrumptious. Note the sarcasm. Who in the world would give that to anyone to eat?"Whose feast is that?" I questioned, scrunching my face at the so-called meal."The prisoner in the dungeon," she answered softly."You mean Anastasia a?" I raised a brow, gulping down some water from a bottle nearby."If that's her name, then yes. I was just given orders to keep her alive and give something for her to have once a day." I felt bad comparing the food I got in my time I spent as the prisoner at the Red Moon Pack, and what they were giving her here. Although two times a day, they did give me at least some good stuff to eat.
Christian 'You should come out and see this. ' Gamma Arnold mind linked me, making me drop my pen, trying to put a meaning to his words. 'See what?' I sked through the link once again. 'Find out for yourself, will you?'I dismissed the papers I was engaged in, before moving out of the pack house towards the garden fields, where all the whispers were coming from. Dominic had gone for some important meetings with the council and other packs, leaving me in complete authority and in charge of the pack. Some warriors and pack members had collected outside, circling around something. "What's going on here?" I pushed through the people to get a better view. I was caught off guard watching the two warriors that I had sent with Mia, completely bruised and tattered in blood, struggling to keep their eyes open. "Beta Christian!" One of them struggled to speak as he gasped for air. "Where is Mia? What happened to you guys?" My mind was caught in a haze of rage as the only thing that blared