Desperate to break free, she started clawing at the large hand.
“I wouldn’t dare to scream if I was you, princess,” his rough voice slid like a wisp of scorching air over her skin. She held her breath as realization dawned upon her. It was him.
He slowly pulled his hand down. She whimpered.
“Ssshhhh…no noise or,” he whispered hotly in her ear as he rested his hands on her waist. Applying a little pressure, he turned her around. The graceful slope of her waist urged him to explore more of her but he restrained.
Her glossy blue eyes were sparkling like a star in a moonless night. Then he forcefully pushed her back against the wall and thrusted forward until there was just a breath of distance between them. Sienna watched him moving closer with horror-struck eyes. Her heartbeat shot up.
“W*..what are you doing?” she stuttered, baffled.
“Exactly. What are you doing, moonshine? Why that mutt is always following you around?” he questioned in a deep, annoyed tone. She felt the scorching heat of his body searing her skin. He was uncomfortably close now.
“Move back,” she protested as she put her small hands on his large chest and tried to push him away. But before she could understand, her hands were pinned against the wall. Her eyes widened with shock as she suddenly found herself caged by him. His eyes instantly dropped to her arched chest. It would be difficult for anyone to make out those round, soft lumps under her baggy shirt but not for Azriel. He forced her arms wider, causing her shirt to snuggle closely around her curves. He marveled at her small breasts as they rose and fell appetizingly with rapid breaths. So fucking tempting. He licked his lip and wondered how would they feel crushed against his brick-like chest.
The beast between his legs was slowly roaring to life.
“I said move back,” her fake confidence interrupted his inspection.
“Not before you answer my question,” a dark shadow swept over his features as he pressed closer. Her confidence faded away like a cloud of smoke in the air.
“What’s going on between you and that mutt?” he demanded sharply.
“Nnn..nothing,” she denied.
“Are you sure, moonshine? Because it doesn’t seem so,” he pressed, not convinced.
“I am not lying,” she answered honestly.
“You better not be,” he swiftly pulled both her arms over her head and bound them with his one large hand. She was completely vulnerable against him now and open as well.
He pinched her jaw and forced her face up. A cold shiver curled down her quivering spine when she met his eyes. His wolf was close to ripping out.
“Because if I found out you are lying, I will kill both of you,” he declared, staring intently into her eyes. His sharp gaze could have easily cut through a stone. Her stomach clenched.
“Why do you hate me so much?” her voice was thick with fear and confusion.
Her question brought a cruel smirk to his lips.
“Because, princess, you deserve it,” he replied, smirking.
Without a delay, he retreated a step and let go of her hands. It was only then she released her breath.
“And that boy deserves someone better than you,” he added disdainfully while walking backward. He also made a show of dusting his clothes as if he had touched some trash. His act didn't go unnoticed by Sienna.
Another jolt of pain wracked her inside. Why did he have to humiliate her all the time?
The bell rang. It was the time for training.
Azriel was one of the trainers. Despite being only eighteen, the boy had outstanding combat skills. Valor ran in his veins and an insatiable hunger for conquest burned in his core.
His obsession for power and supremacy had turned him into a competitive bastard. He could go to any length to win.
The students were lined up in many rows.
He and the other trainers stood in the front.
“Today we will practice defense. Remember, to win a battle, defense is as important as Attack. Now everyone gets yourself a partner,” Azriel announced in his authoritative voice while looking through the crowd. The lines, instantly, broke into tiny groups.
His gaze zeroed in on one person who was standing far away and looked bored to death. His lips tugged up into a smirk as a wicked idea lit his mind.
“Dustin,” he shouted the boy’s name.
Dustin looked at him. His black eye had almost healed.
“Come fight with me,” Azriel urged him on.
Dustin looked around. Everyone was staring at him with anticipation. He was a peace-loving man who never had any interest in fighting and battles. But right now he couldn’t say no, first because of his proud wolf and secondly, the person who had called him for the fight was the Alpha Royal Prince.
Heaving a sigh, he reluctantly walked towards him.
“Let's do it wolf to wolf,” Azriel proposed maliciously. Dustin was shocked at the proposal.
“I don’t think it..”
“More often than not we have to fight in our wolf form so training our wolf is as important as training our human side. Besides, I don’t want to break your glasses once again. You look uglier without glasses,” he replied, smirking.
Dustin gritted his teeth but kept mum. He didn’t want to be kicked out of the kingdom.
“Now shift,” Azriel commanded in his alpha tone.
Dustin slowly took off his specs and crouched on his four. Azriel followed suit. Soon the sound of bone cracking rang in the ear as the two humans shifted in wolves.
A chilly shudder went up everyone’s spine as they watched the jet-black beast rise to its huge height. His wolf was double the size of a normal wolf; a perk of being royal. His red glowing eyes were burning like the inferno, prompting everyone to secretly thank their stars for not being the one at the receiving end of his rage. Those vicious eyes were trained on the brown wolf in front of him.
The onlookers retreated a step when a fierce growl reverberated in the sky like the bursting of a cloud in a stormy night. Even Darco, Dustin’s wolf trembled in fear. Vulcan’s enormous size had already put him in self-doubt.
Before anyone could understand, Vulcan, Azriel’s beast had already pounced on the brown wolf. The fighting began. Darco tried to dodge Vulcan but the monster can’t be avoided for long. The bigger wolf soon had him biting the dust. Darco was soaked in blood by then. He had no strength left in him now. But Vulcan was still not satisfied. He wanted to rip his throat and bath in his red blood. He wanted to tear his mouth and gouge his eyes out.
Vulcan growled thunderously, urging Darco to fight back. But the brown wolf was in no condition to even stand, let alone fight back.
The fight had attracted hundreds of crowds. Everyone had held their breath as they watched the royal wolf beating an ordinary wolf to its death. Soon, other trainers had to intervene. They urged Vulcan to step back or Dustin was surely going to die. Clearly, Vulcan was mauling him with the intent of snatching his life. Darco was without an ounce of strength and couldn’t do anything except take his hist.
However, Vulcan came back to his senses before he could claim an innocent’s life. He could lose his crown for good if he killed an innocent. And this prick wasn’t worth it. So, he stood back and fixed the almost dead wolf with a fierce glare. He retreated a couple steps but not before letting out a ferocious snarl which sent everyone quaking in their boots.
After a few moments, he shook his blood off his fur and turned around. Everyone watched him dumbfounded as he casually walked into the building, leaving bloody pawprints behind.
Dustin was immediately taken to the healer. Luckily, he wasn’t that much injured and his wolf had amazing recovery speed.
Rage overtook Sienna when she found out about it. She knew why he had targeted Dustin. It was all because of her. She had no idea why was he so adamant on making her already hell life worse. She had never wronged him, in fact, she always had tried to avoid him. Azriel’s stupid hatred for her had almost cost Dustin his life. She couldn’t find it in herself to ignore it. Dustin had always been kind to her, something she had rarely received. He was the only friend she got.
The poor boy had already lost his family. He didn’t deserve this kind of treatment. He didn’t deserve to be tangled in their mess.
Her resentment festered in her. In a fit of rage, she decided to confront Azriel. She could endure him bullying her but not her only friend.
However, she, not even in her wildest dream, had expected what he was going to demand from her.
Sienna cringed at the sight she walked in on. Alyssia was on Azriel's lap and his tongue was shoved deep down her throat. Her nose wrinkled in disgust. And what revolted her, even more, was Alyssia's lewd moans."Ohhh..I want your wolf to ravish me," Sienna's face burned with embarrassment at Alyssia's statement. Her anger was eclipsed by embarrassment. She contemplated leaving and confronting him when he wasn't busy tongue-fucking Alyssia. But apparently, she took too long to come to a decision as Azriel had already spotted her."Can't believe our luck. Her Highness is here to visit us," Sienna was turning when she heard his sarcasm-laced statement. She knew he hated her because she was close to his father. He was convinced that she had her eyes on the crown. For him, she was nothing but an opportunist. Initially, the Alpha and late Luna tried to make him warm up to her but it didn't work. One day, Alpha Jarek proposed to adopt Sienna but for some re
Her sticky eyelids peeled apart to reveal a pair of glazed blue orbs. Another day, the same nightmare. With tears trickling down the corner of her eyes, she stared fixedly at the ceiling and waited for her racing heart to calm down.Once she felt a little better, she spared a glance at the clock. It read 3:54. She quickly got down from the bed and headed towards the bathroom to start her day.The wild and icy wind lashed her face the moment she stepped out of the castle. She shivered and hugged her jacket closer. One of the downsides of not having a wolf was to not have any protection from cold. It was still dark and deadly quiet outside if the howling of the wind is not taken into account. She cursed Azriel under her breath and marched ahead.The ground where the Mating ceremony was going to take place was all by itself. Not a single soul could be seen on the premises. She couldn't for the life of her understand what was it that couldn't wait
Sienna was on tenterhooks. Her last meeting with Azriel had left her restless and so very confused. Hours had passed but she still wasn't able to recover from those silver orbs and those cryptic words, that had sounded even more enigmatic in his deep baritone voice. Such a deadly combo. She could still feel a faint tremor quaking her body.She was so nervous that she couldn't concentrate on any of her classes. Dustin wanted to discuss the project a little more after school but she couldn't bring herself to focus. Yet again that beast of a man had stolen her peace.She lifted her gaze and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was wearing a blue baggy t-shirt and cotton shorts. Her shorts were hidden as the shirt reached her mid-thigh. She stared at her reflection and wondered how her parents' death had alienated her from herself.After her parent's death, Sienna had turned into a quiet child. Her vivacity, sassiness had died do
To say Sienna was gobsmacked by his question would be an understatement. She gaped at this finest specimen in front of her with her mouth dropped open and eyes as wide as a saucer. He, oblivious to her reaction, continued to stare fixedly at her virgin lips as if they were the only thing in this world that mattered to him. His orbs were ablaze with a predatory glint. She was cold with apprehension."Has they ever been ravished to the point of bleeding? Do they know what sin tastes like?" his dark long lashes fluttered lightly when he looked up to meet her gaze."Do they know what a man tastes like?" he peered deep into her eyes and questioned. His hot breath kissed her lips as he drew closer. There was so much intensity in his eyes, so much passion in his voice. It stirred something inside her. And now that his face was this close to her that too without a scowl on, she realised how devastatingly beautiful he was. Her analysis of his appearance abrupted whe
She felt nothing but blinding terror as the wolf lunged towards her with the intention of ripping her in shreds. Her bones turned to water when he let out a menacing snarl. She was so going to die. Her brain begged her to take off running but her feet refused to budge. Her body felt numb. Not even a shriek could escape her mouth.Terror-stricken, she squeezed her eyes shut on the wolf. Her brain had shut down. She ad stopped breathing now and was waiting for the numbing pain to pierce through her and claim her life.But that didn't happen. Instead, she heard another growl, far more threatening malicious. There were two wolves here. Her eyes shot open at the realization.Her terror swelled twice over when she saw two wolves circling each other. One of them was the rouge who was about to attack her and the second one was.....her eyes turned wide with astonishment when she realized who the second one was. Only one wolf had fur as black as the night itse
The ride back home was quiet, saving for Azriel's snide comments which he threw now and then for having to haul Dustin's second-hand car. If it was for him, he would have wrecked his poor excuse of car. Sienna was preoccupied with what the luna of the pack had told her. She told her that the murderer was employed in their house for the last one year as a servant. No one ever paid him any mind. He always stayed in the shadow. Luna also disclosed the unusual activities that preceded Alpha's death. Several dead bodies were found on the border of the pack including the body of their healers. Shortly after, a heap of over 100 dead bodies of ravens was found at the front of the mansion. "Daydreaming about that cocksucker?" Azriel queried, staring at the road ahead. His question broke her from her thoughts and she turned to look at him. That angular jawline, those contoured cheekbones, that straight aquiline nose. She had to admit his
She was pushed back by the impact and was about to fall back on her butt when a pair of large, firm arms caught her by her waist. She gripped the bulging biceps and looked up to find a set of steely eyes staring down at her with a hint of concern. She had never thought his presence would bring this much relief to her. Large, hot dollops of tears rolled down her eyes as she looked at him with terror-struck eyes. "What's the matter with you? And what are you doing here?" he grabbed her arms and queried. 'I..I..please..he..he is after me...I..I saw his eyes..." she was shivering badly in his arms. "Calm down. No one here. Just relax," he scanned the treelines. They were all alone. "You don't understand. I..I saw him. I looked into his eyes...he..he is here," tears continued to show down her eyes as she tried to explain to him. "Moonshine, you ar.." "Why is he here? I..I know it's him. It...it
He mashed their lips together into a fervent, heated kiss. His hot lips felt like a piece of fiery cinder, burning her, branding her. Electric tingles shot from her lips down to her spine as he ate them voraciously. Her heart was galloping like a frantic horse. As if he wasn't satisfied with their closeness, he wounded his arms around her tiny waist and pressed her tight against his body, not leaving a breath of distance between them. Her gasp lost into his mouth as he deepened the kiss."Open your mouth for me," he whispered hoarsely against her lips. She was too stunned to comprehend what he had said. He looked intoxicated and his half-closed eyes were fixed on her lips. Her lips were giving off a seductive glow, all thanks to his wicked ministrations. They were swollen and redder than usual. They were tempting him to ravish them some more.His hands crept down her waist and grabbed her ass. She stilled when he pushed her lower body against his hardness.