A ray of sunshine passes through the window and wakes me up. Groaning, I place my hand on top of Master Athan’s chest to cuddle with him, except I am greeted with a soft pillow rather than his warm body. I open my eyes and frown at the empty bed.
I took him against his will last night, of course he would not want to cuddle. However, I can’t help myself from blushing when thinking of what happened last night. Me and Master, connected into one. As mates.
Despite being in cloud nine, something, somewhere in the back of my mind, is screaming for a reality check. I will be departing soon for my Impossible Mission, which is to assassinate the Rogue King by any means. I suppose the most efficient way to do it is to seduce him. After sharing my whole soul with the Master, I find it unacceptable to have sex with another man.
Sitting up from the bed, my silky chemise slips down to my waist. My heart pounds with a mixture of pain and worry. Would Master truly let me proceed with sleeping with another man just to accomplish my mission after our night together?
I shake my head to flush all negative thoughts away and tell myself that the chance of Master Athan pulling me out of the Impossible Mission is high because we are one now.
The door opens and Flix enters the room with a gloomy look. His usual clean sleek back hair is messy and his shirt is crumpled.
“Hey! What got your panties on a twist this early in the morning?” I greet him with a reassuring smile.
Flix's eyes lock into mine before eyeing me up and down with what looks like disgust written all over his face. Offended, I pull the blankets higher to cover my half naked body. He still stares at me furiously.
“What’s the stare for? I don’t know why you are staring at me so rudely, Flix.” I let out a nervous chuckle.
The mention of his name seems like it snaps him back to reality and immediately, he marches toward me and tightly grips on my shoulders.
“YOU DON’T KNOW WHY?” He then starts shaking me violently. “YOU FUCKING SLEPT WITH HIM!”
“You’re hurting me. You don’t understand, Flix. We are—” I try to force his hands off me.
“NO! What you don’t fucking understand is that he does not love you!” He roughly cuts me off and throws the picture frame that was on top of the bedside to the floor. Glass shatters all around us, making me gasp out loud. Horrified.
“He does not fucking cherish you, you silly girl! Why are you fucking acting like he will?” He angrily points a finger at me and shouts.
“Shut up, Flix. You know nothing. You don’t know him and—” Tears brim on my eyes and I feel myself trembling from his tone.
“I do, Ice. That’s the thing that fucking pisses me off. I know him and I know you. And I know that he will never love you and I also know that you will never fucking see it because your are fucking delusional!” He screams at me in a shaky voice.
“It’s none of your business, you fucking asshole! Leave me the fuck alone.” I look at him with the harshest glare I can muster. Angry tears fall from my eyes and I squeeze my eyes shut.
“Why can’t it be me, Ice?” He starts to shake his head, mumbling desperately.
I freeze on my spot hearing his confession. Ever since I met Flix, it is my first time seeing the true meaning that is plastered on his eyes. Hurt. I can’t believe Flix, the boy I have always considered as my brother, is in love with me. I hate to see his heart break. I hate knowing I caused that heart break.
“Flix…” I trail off.
“I’m sorry, Flix.” I know there is nothing that I can say that will make him feel better. So I tell him one thing that ecompasses everything that I want to tell him.
A look of defeat washes over him and he immediately dashes out of the room.
I place a hand to cover my eyes as a way to stop myself from crying. I wobbly wear the dress and zip up my boots. I enter the bathroom and turn on the faucet. Looking at the mirror, if I ignore my red eyes, anyone can see that I am blooming. No one would think that I was locked in the Red Zone if they saw me now. My skin is rosy and my lips are plump —I am still gorgeous.
Sighing, I wash my face and comb through my luscious hair with my fingers. I feel bad for hurting Flix, but I can’t do anything about it. He’s not Master. He’s not my mate. That’s right, I should not feel this guilt for his unrequited love for me because he is not my destined mate.
With that, I leave the room to look for Master Athan.
I walk around the academy and notice the stares given to me by other students. Refusing to back down, I tilt my chin higher and continue walking from one room to another. When I arrive in his office and he is nowhere to be seen, a frown falters my confident facade. Huh, where can he be? I look at the wall clock and see that it’s almost noon, which means that if he is not in his office, then he must be in his quarters.
A smile replaces my frown when I realize that he must still be tired from last night’s mating session. I giddily walk out of the halls of the academy and pass through the garden. What lovely weather for a picnic with the Master. The sun shines bright and kisses my skin, but it does not pierce painfully because of the amount of clouds covering it.
I slow down my pace to admire the brilliant marigolds and colourful bougainvillaeas on the ground. I smile at the trees that seem greener and healthier than the last time I admired them. The heavenly view of the garden is enough for me to ignore how my previous students, like Franceska, Kentari, and Jenisse, avoid me like a plague. Whatever, I like my life better this way anyway.
When Master’s huge oak tree door stands in front of me, I readily turn the knob to open it. But I am roughly pulled away by my elbow.
“What are you doing? Take your hands off me.” I face one of Master Athan’s most loyal guards, Ericson.
He does not blink. “What are you doing?”
“I’m here to see Master Athan.” Scoffing, I puff my chest out.
This time, he is the one who scoffs. “No can do, you’re not allowed to be here.”
“Tell him that I’m here.” Pissed, I started talking louder, “TELL HIM THAT ICE IS HERE. THAT I AM HERE.”
“Why do you like humiliating yourself?” He rolls his eyes and sarcastically says.
Offended, I’m about to reply something snarky when the Master's voice echoes from inside his room, “Let her in.”
“You heard him, let me in.” I smirk as Ericson frowns. He sighs and unlocks the door for me.
I was expecting the love of my life to be eating breakfast on his bed, tired from the hours of love making we had last night. And he is eating breakfast on his desk, but he is not alone.
I feel bile rise in my stomach when I notice a naked Miranda, that bitch, is lying on top of the bed with a triumphed and satisfied smirk on her face and flushed skin.
They fucked.
My heart clenches on the scene in front of me and my whole word freezes. Tears brim on my eyes but I start blinking profusely to stop them from falling.
They fucking fucked.
“What are you doing here?” Master asks nonchalantly.
This fucking asshole.
I hear loud glass shatter around me, but then I realize that it is just my heart. The one he just breaks.
How can he do this to me? We just made love earlier. No**.** I scoff to myself, we just fucked earlier. We didn’t make love because he doesn't love me. What we did last night was fucking and not love making. I am just one of the names in the list of women he slept with. I am no one special.
He does not consider me as his mate. And it seems like he never will.
I was wrong for thinking he loves me.
“Ice?” Master sighs with pure annoyance.
I snap back to reality and grit my teeth while answering his stupid question to his stupid face.
“I just came here to see your new toy.” I breathe in shakily and stare at Miranda with pure hatred. Oh, if looks can kill.
But then, upon looking at her, I realize that she looks oddly familiar. The noise around me turns mute while I hesitantly glance at the Master's bedside table and look at the picture of the woman who haunts my dreams. Even without looking at it, I have memorized that woman’s face because I remember looking at the same picture frame millions of times when I was young. The woman who the Master has always loved.
Wait a minute… is Miranda her?
No, impossible. I look back at the bitch on Master’s bed and realize that despite the resemblance, she does not have the mystery woman’s green eyes and heart-shaped lips.
“You’re misbehaving again. Was I doting on you too much? Do you think that just because we fucked that you have the rights to see me?” He takes a step forward and jeers.
“Depart from the academy tomorrow morning.” He orders in an icy and calm voice that sends eerie shivers down my spine.
“Master, please allow me to accompany Ice in her Impossible Mission.” The tension breaks when a knock comes from the door. Master scoffs and walks to his desk while allowing Flix entrance.
“Are you aware that the woman you are willing to die for lost her virginity to me last night? She’s one of my whores now. She’s used.” Master Athan’s face is devoid of any emotions.
I angrily clench my fists but can’t say anything because what he said is true. I fucking hate his guts.
“I am, but I don’t care. I love her and I will marry her one day. Please allow me to accompany her.” Flix looks at me with soft eyes and then faces Master once again pleading.
“You are absolutely pathetic, Flix. No, you are not allowed to accompany her.” A sinister laugh booms out of Master Athan as he stares at Flix.
Flix trembles and immediately kneels down in front of Master Athan. I gasp and rush towards him.
“Stop that! What are you doing, Flix? Please, stand up!” I try pulling him back on his feet to stand up. He shakes his head and begs Master to accompany once again.
Suddenly, in a blink, Flix is brought to the wall with Master Athan’s grip tightly on his neck.
“Listen to me and listen well. I’m not allowing you to be with her, do you get that?” Master Athan growls at him.
Flix rattles underneath his hold but nods profusely while trying to get out of Master’s hold.
“I SAID DO YOU GET ME?!”
“Y-yes, M-m-master.” Flix rasps out.
With what seems like forever, I watch as Flix’s consciousness slips away, making Master throw him to the floor with a loud bang. I rush towards the unconscious Flix in a blink of an eye and hold him to me.
“Flix? Flix, please wake up.” I ask while patting his cheeks, hoping that he will wake up.
Why would he do that to him?! Is the pain he has given to me not enough? And now he wants to hurt the only person who loves and cares for me?!
“If you can’t finish the task in three months, I will be the one who will finish you off.” Master turns to look at me and says through gritted teeth.
There are a million things I want to curse to alleviate any type of hurt that I am experiencing right now, but all I can do is stay obedient because I don’t know what he will do if I push his button any further.
“Yes, Master.” I angrily grip Flix's arms and reply.
“You are to do this task alone.”
“Yes, Master.”
“Leave my room.”
“Yes, Master.” I put Flix’s arm around me. When I am about to bring us both out of the room, I pause on my tracks and turn around.
“But also,” I look up and glare angrily at him straight to his soul. “I accept your rejection.”
Athan’s POV.I take a sip of my coffee and gaze out at the arena from my training shed built exclusively for me. Covered with vibrant green grass in the middle and an orange oval running track surrounding it, I am quite pleased to see that it is put into good use. My students are doing their daily drills that help them master the art of endurance and discipline.I like having my personal space, but my students know better than to keep their questions to themselves. Which is why if they have questions, they need to jog half a mile towards me from the arena. Some might think that the whole process is inefficient, but they are blatantly wrong. Half a mile is child’s play for us werewolves. Besides, that extra distance is good for their speed.A group of students purposely jog to where I am just to greet me to which I returned. Another group of students asks me a question on how to shift faster. Another asks about ways to polish their combat skills. See? Everything is running smoothly.I
Ice’s POV.Although sweat covers my whole body, the blazing heat from the sun prickles my skin. Damn, it’s like I’m boiling to death.On the day I left the academy, I cried my heart out while forcing my wolf to accept that her mate is an ass. On the second day, I turned off all my emotions, muffled my wolf’s wobbly cries, and focused on planning on how to get my job done: killing the Rogue King.I travelled over to the next town because it will be easier to track down the Rogue King in a place where my identity is unknown. I picked up on his norms and patterns. He often visits this town with the sole purpose of purchasing slaves.The best way for a predator to approach you is to become a prey. I have learned that the slave traders he often buys from traffic helpless beautiful ladies on the streets. For this reason, I offered myself on a silver platter to be abducted by sleeping peacefully in the street where the bargaining market begins. And it works. I’m currently in one of the cages
Ice’s POV.“The fresh meats are here.” A high-pitched whistle catches the crowd’s attention. With Kelly near me, the group of girls I am with are shoved inside the auction house where the smell of expensive booze hits my nose. There are gorgeous girls coquetting all over the place with huge and sparkly gems as pendants in their necklace.We have yet to discuss what happened earlier on the day. Of how I was saved and whether Alpha Athan was the one who saved me. We’ve taken heavy casualties. Poor Visha is so traumatized that her eyes were devoid of life. Even Kelly begs me not to talk about the incident.I let out a small grunt as we are led to a back room to strip and change our outfit to thongs. I swallow the bile on my throat that is threatening to come out as I try to calm Kelly down.“I don’t want to strip naked,” She mutters with tears on her eyes. “I… I can’t.”“We have to.” I hold her shoulders and tell her firmly. I take my shirt off me and pull my pants down. She nods in defe
Ice’s POV.Gathering my conscious back, I frown when I hear loud moans and lapping sounds in front of me. I don’t need my eyes to know that someone is someone. I have no problem people doing their own business, I just wish that they had the decency to get their own room.Opening my eyes, I am not shocked to see a pretty girl with porcelain skin and golden hair pleasing a huge man with tattoos all over him. I assume he is the Rogue King. My eyes drift downwards and I'm more surprised to see that his physique matches his package. The girl groveling in front of him, doing her best to get his attention. Unfortunately powerful people have the tendency to be assholes. Apparently he does not seem pleased, at all.My gaze shifts to the two people behind him. The man is informing him about his schedules for the week with a pad on his hand, which reminds me of Flix. The woman, on the other hand, stands beside him with a stern look in her face and her muscles bulge out with her arms crossed in f
Ice’s POV.“I’m so far away from home.” I mutter silently, wrapping the poncho tighter as I watch the wind blows the sand around us. Kelly and I are enjoying our dinner outside the palace grounds.According to her, Desert Heart is located in the Middle East of the continent. If my calculations are correct, then I am roughly ten thousand miles away from the Crescent Valley. Desert Heart has extremely low humidity at night. If it was not for the slaves that are fanning us, then I would break a sweat.But pushing aside the uncomfortable weather, the view is breathtaking. Dull golden sands map all around us with hints of cactus instead of trees. I have only visited the Middle East once. It was for a mission where I had to take care of a business named Amun, who also happened to be the previous leader of one of the biggest crime syndicates in the world. It was a quick job though. “Huh, I never get to ask where you are coming from.” Kelly asks while propping an elbow on the table. “I take
Ice’s POV.If looks can kill, then I no longer have to complete my Impossible Mission because Master Athan would have done it already.“Athan! Are you looking for me?” Hunter asks while giving him a bro fist, one that Master Athan bumped a little too harshly with a grunt.“I just wanted to see if the party extended here.” He fakes a chuckle.“Ice, this is Athan. He has a very good reputation, have you heard of him?“No,” I lie easily. “Why?”“Well, he will be teaching here.” What? I look at Master Athan with wide eyes, “You’re a teacher here?”“Will be.” He nods. Again, what?My eyes match Master Athan’s when Hunter turns to me, “How is your wolf after your mate rejected you?”“She refuses to come out after being traumatized. Now I can’t shift properly.” I tell him honestly while giving a side eye to Master Athan. The nightfall puts a sombre Prussian blue shadow in the hollows of his eyes. Hunter gives me a look of pity. He places a hand on my shoulder, “Don’t worry, I’m sure Athan
Ice’s POV.I tie my hair into low braids before covering my body with sunblock. After lunch earlier, Hunter dismissed everyone and informed us that we will begin our travels by three in the afternoon so that there is enough time to prepare the camels.As I apply a coat of lip tint, Kelly knocks from the other side of my door. “Ice, would you want to borrow a hat?”I give myself a final look before putting the shades on top of my head and rush to open the door. “Yeah, definitely.”She hands me a plain beige hat while frowning at my outfit. Worry fills me. Is my plain white shirt, denim shorts, and sneakers culturally inappropriate for the Desert Heart?I look down at my clothes, “Is anything wrong?”“No,” She shakes her head, “It’s just that you look like a tourist.”“Oh,” I let out an awkward chuckle. “I apologize.”“It’s normal.” Brushing me off, she twirls around and showcases her blue geometric dress that covers her knees and her plain white hijab. “Don’t worry, we’ll go shopping l
Athan’s POV.After a few minutes since I last moved, Hunter moves his bishop to b5. I hold in a smirk as I realize that he plans on capturing my knight that protects my king to do checkmate.“How is the DarkShadow pack?” Hunter asks, trying to take my mind off our chess match.“Same old,” I answer him nonchalantly as I move my bishop to block his attack. “Although, Alpha Caleb did complain about the rogues roaming in our area.” “The rogues in Crescent Valley are difficult to contain,” He chuckles. “But I do my best to restrain them.” He moves his pawn to create a false opening.“I suggest working harder.” I tell him while not falling for his obvious bait, “The region sells you slaves to guarantee that. And, I am transferred here to ensure that.” I clear my throat to make it less than a threat.Hunter doesn’t seem like he took offence at what I said. He simply moves his rook and laughs, “I know, Athan.” He looks at me and I stop myself from growling when I see a mischievous look spark