“What happened to you?” I dared to ask him the question I’d been meaning to for a long time. I traced the scar on his right thigh and I felt him stiffen, his body growing rigid instantly. I quickly wished I could take back my words. It wasn’t any of my business, but I somehow develop a feeling of entitlement whenever we were intimate even though he’d made it clear we would never be an item.His arms loosened around my waist and he rolled on his back. His hardened cock dropped to a semi-limp state and disappointment filled me within.“That isn’t for you to know,” his harsh tone felt like broken bottles cutting against my skin and I watched him climb out of bed and into the shower, my mind in total disarray.“When will you learn,” I muttered to myself, pulling the sheets around me. I’d wanted to ask him about that scar since the first time I saw it. I learned werewolves could heal from almost any injury, and alpha wolves healed faster, but this particular scar didn’t look recent, and it
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I knew better than to fall for Sapphire’s wide smile and her kind-hearted behaviour in the days that followed, but I played along. She joined me in my morning exercises, she sat with me at the dinner table and did a little chit-chat while we ate, she told me she was over Slade and apologized for upsetting me. She even went the extra mile of getting me a diamond-studded earring as a ‘make-up gift’The act was believable, but I’d learned not to trust or give people second chances early in life. It is for this same reason that Daryl’s words meant nothing after we met in Dark Wolf.“How is it that you are still sleeping by this time?” The door swung open and Sapphire strode in majestically with a wide grin on her face and her hands resting on her waist.I groaned. I hated that she could walk into Slade’s room like it was hers too. I’d been awake for some time, but too weak to stand up. I’d experienced a similar feeling the previous m
SLADEAllegra was at it again, spamming my inbox and sending my warriors to me. I suppose I owe her one last visit to let her know she’d been correct and I found my half-blood mate just like she said I would, but the past week has been filled with lots of events and I barely have time for anything. There is so much to do in such little time. It’s been from one meeting to the other and seeing Allegra seemed like the least important. She’d helped me find my mate but I don’t owe her any form of gratitude, or did she think we’d be friends because of that?I turned on flight mode and tucked my phone back into my pockets. When I look up, I find everyone staring at me. I’d called a meeting between my pack elders, the werewolf council, and the higher-ranked members of Dark Wolf. A meeting that should have ended thirty minutes ago ended up dragging longer than I would have liked. As much as I avoided the issue of providing a Luna for my pack, I knew I couldn’t hold it off any much longer, some
ARIAI had to remind myself that Alpha Hayden Slade was a bloodthirsty, arrogant conqueror who would walk the ends of the earth to get whatever it is he wanted, whether it favoured anyone or not. He’s used to having his way and he does not give two fucks about me. I was the stupid one to have developed feelings for him and not be able to hold myself in check. I’m the fool to have hoped for more after he'd reminded me severally that this was nothing but business. Perhaps it was the mate bond that made me feel so hurt, so bitter and so betrayed. It was the mate bond that gave me a sense of entitlement over him. I’d been beaten in the past, bruised and even heartbroken, but what I felt right now surpassed any of the ill treatment I’d received in the past. I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest, I wanted to hit something.I clutched my stomach and rubbed on it. I had something he wanted – his child. I carried the seed he desperately wants, the only thing that mattered to h
DARYL“You pathetic loser, you look like shit,” that voice, a voice I’d loved before but now sounded like needles piercing my skin. My arms shut up to block the light reflecting in my cell where I sat crouched against the wall.I could neither turn left nor right for lack of adequate space to do so. It appears as though this particular cell was designed specifically for me. In here, every minute felt like an hour and time passed without being able to tell if it was day or night. No matter the weather, the ground is always wet. I hated small spaces, but I didn’t know which was worse; spending days in this cell or the agonizing screams from the other cells, half of whom were my people – members of Lakewood pack that had managed to get into Dark Wolf’s bad books.I was covered in my own vomit and faeces, they left me in this cold dark cell with little ventilation to die. The iron bars were made of silver, even breathing was torture. What was my crime? I’d kissed a girl that was supposed
ARIAI pushed my hair out of my face and sucked in a shaky breath, but it didn’t do anything to make me feel better. I’d cried through the night till there were no tears left, and the morning came with a terrible headache. Still, Slade didn’t return home, and sleep wouldn’t come.Gwyn arrived earlier than usual to administer the drugs as prescribed by the pack doctor and make sure I ate. She moved around me like she was walking on eggshells, hardly saying a word, and she’d left as soon as she was done attending to me.I don’t blame her, everyone had witnessed my episode yesterday, and those that didn’t, heard about it. I felt too miserable to try and have a conversation with her. I still feel the urge to crawl into a hole and sulk. I’d wanted to be far away from Slade, but being trapped in his house with his scent surrounding me and everything in his house reminding me of him wasn’t helping matters.Marcel had come in at least five times to check on me before retiring to bed last nigh
SLADEA thousand and one thoughts danced in my head, but one stood out above the others – I was going to be a father. In all the years I’d ruled as alpha of Dark Wolf, nothing made me nervous. I have taken more spontaneous decisions than deliberate ones because being an alpha meant I had to deliver on the spot. Right now, however, I was swept up by a wave of emotions, nervousness being one of them.After Lucinda placed that curse on me that turned my whole life around, I’d assumed the urge to wage war on every witch alive till the last. I’d started to, but in a few days, I figured I was doing more harm than good, plus wiping out the entire generation of witches was not going to provide a solution to my predicament. I’d finally accepted my fate and concentrated more on providing an heir before my demise.Ladies were readily available, they came in their numbers, irrespective of tribe or color, but none could carry my seed. I didn’t put much effort into finding a mate till it became qui
"There is no way he could have escaped without help," I looked from one man to another, each of them wearing a contrite look. Marcel stood behind me facing the window, his anger almost as terrible as mine.I trusted everyone of them. These men have guarded the dungeons even before I was born. In all my six years as alpha of Dark Wolf, not once has an escape been recorded from the prison, which is why news of Daryl's sudden breakout confused me.That bastard could be anywhere as we speak, and who knows what evil he may be up to? The break was too clean not to believe he'd had help from someone on the inside, or someone who knew the dungeons and all its exits too well.A breech in our security meant trouble. We had too many enemies already, having our own people backstab us would be adding to our problems. It means we are not safe. It's just a few days since we discovered intruders on our borders, and now this.That bastard could be anywhere as we speak, and who knows what evil he was u