Adiyan's POVIt was almost three months since Karica was taken from my arms and since that moment my life was toppled as I knew it. Both of us weren't ordinary humans, we were supernatural beings and the most cliche ones too. She was a werewolf and I was a witch who could shoot fireballs from my hand, spit fire like a dragon from my mouth and form a fiery shield to protect myself. These were the cool new powers I had learnt from my grandmother who turned out to be a powerful witch. At first, all of this registered as a shock but the more I dwelled on it the more I learned. Grandma was correct, Xynathius was indeed her fated mate. I confronted her brother about it and he confirmed they were werewolves indeed. However, he requested not to tell my brother. We had decided to guard him from this world as much as we could. Then why was there a connection I still felt with her? As if she belonged to me and him. Grandma had said her aura was unique, something she had never observed befor
Xynathius's POVEvery inch of my body was burning as if I had been dipped in lava. My insides squelched as I drifted between consciousness and unconsciousness. My throat was scalded like someone had poured acid down it. I had no clue how long my condition persisted. I remembered screaming and trying to claw at my throat. My arms were chained at some point. At times I couldn't even sense Zilver. Finally after battling between life and death for who knows how long my eyes opened. The world seemed hazy and too bright as my eyes adjusted. "My gracious Selene, my son is awake," Mom Nashia's enthusiastic voice greeted me and her shocked face came into view. Tears of joy were streaming down her face as she rushed to hug me. "What happened?" I tried to speak and my voice came out broken and hoarse. I remembered drinking that smoothie and then the unimaginable pain had gripped me. I looked around and there were silver chains all around my bed. I guess they had to bind me. "Doctor," she y
Karica’s POVI was still huddled up in my morbidly chilled cell. My throat was parched like the soil devoid of rain for months. My tongue was stiff and it took a great deal of effort to move it. The slash wound on my face and neck hurt a great deal. My body was shivering uncontrollably. It seemed like soon my blood would freeze over in my very veins putting me out of my misery. I missed Laila, at least I wouldn't have been so alone. The noise of shuffling footsteps had me lifting my head. It was Xu and Gamma Aegir, standing outside my cell. While the former held pity for me the latter only had contempt. “Open the door,” he commanded the guard. He unlocked it and the door creaked open in the stillness of this forsaken dungeon. Xu walked inside carrying a glass of water and all I could think about was gulping it down. She quietly sat beside me and offered me the drink, I ravished it with gratitude brimming in my eyes and downed every last droplet.“Thank you,” I whispered and she me
Karica’s POVI closed my eyes at her revelation. It was the truth but it will surely be used against me. A hushed murmur went around the crowd and Luna Nashia clenched her jaw. “Did you discuss this with anyone else other than Alpha and Karica?” he asked next.“I did not,” she firmly answered. “Why is she undergoing training with you? She is a werewolf, what has she got anything to do with a witch,” he sarcastically questioned, his hands clasped in front of him. “I am afraid I can't disclose that information. I am under oath with Alpha Xynathius,” uneasiness in Arasia’s voice was becoming apparent with every passing second. “You understand what condition he is in. She is the cause of that, you can't withhold information like that from us,” he groused, getting angrier by the second. They wanted to pin it on me and get it done with. “Apparent cause and I can't discuss it. I take my oaths very seriously. Maybe you should wait for Alpha Xynathius to regain consciousness before decidi
Xynathius’s POVMy claws grabbed Kamryn by the collar and I lifted him off his feet, he struggled against my hold but was no match for Zilver’s sheer strength. “What did you people do? Is she even alive?” I demanded, the rage and pain mingled bringing forth a deadly storm which was about to sweep all of them away. “She is, let go and just use your brain to understand what happened first,” he strained, his face still miserable. His whole stance was just pitiful. “Take me to her Kamryn and don't you dare refuse me,” I thundered, wild thoughts ran through my brain. What had they done to her? They didn't understand her like I did now. Besides Laila always told me the truth, my pack was unaware of this fact. The door was thrown open and Mom Nashia rushed inside followed by my Gamma. “Put him down, let's talk first and then you can decide if we punished her right or not,” Mom Nashia instructed, tugging at my arm. “I will see her first and then talk to anyone. Tell me where she is,” Zi
Karica’s POVI was thrown back into the cell after they whipped me. The pain was so intense that I would have surely passed out if not for the concoction they had made me drink. It surely meant to keep me alive too for I felt like dying. Every nerve ending in my body ached and I couldn't even feel my back. My body uncontrollably shivered as I huddled up. Not knowing what was more painful, the public humiliation of being whipped for a crime I didn't even commit or the fact they disgraced me further by destroying my hair. I had started to dream of having them braided by him daily. Decorate them with tiny lilacs and his ribbon. It all seemed like a pipe dream now and I couldn't help but contemplate my miserable life. Whenever it seemed to take a turn for better, it always took a turn for worse. I felt barren inside, stripped of my dignity, stripped of my rights. I should have screamed and cried but no tears came. I was broken and yet holding myself together. There was no strength in
Xynathius’s POVThe sight of her back kindled emotions inside me that I didn't even know existed. It enraged me to the point that I wanted to rush to the Lycan Council and rip the person apart who had dared whip her, alongside all those old bastards. The entirety of it was covered with deep gashes which I knew would leave permanent scars. Her once spotless skin had been blemished beyond recovery and it infuriated me beyond imagination. I held myself together, for her sake. They even starved her, I didn't even starve my prisoners and yet they had the audacity to starve my mate. Dipping the cotton in the antiseptic solution Tacy had left me, I began to clean her wounds. She grimaced and clutched the sheets tightly every time the swab touched her slashed skin. My heart would get jabbed by the pain her face radiated. It was going to take too long and I knew the shorter and more efficient method. Throwing the swab aside I lowered my face. Positioning my hands on both sides of her broke
Karica’s POVHis velvety lips were at times tender and at times ferocious, taking me to new heights of ecstasy. The excruciating pain in my back had long been reduced to a slight ache. His saliva had worked like magic and his tongue was even magical. How was he so apt at everything he did? The fervour with which he had claimed my lips was quickly swirling into unfilled desires. Desires only he could fulfil and which lay between my legs and throbbed uncontrollably. My body was heating up and all I could focus on was him and his ravenous lips, which were devouring me like there was no tomorrow. My nails were digging into his back and yet, I couldn't get enough of him. I wanted him inside me to put out the fire he had ignited. As if reading my mind, he pulled away, panting and restraining himself. His sultry eyes glowed with a need to own me, his stare so arduous that I had to look away, my face heating up like a hot plate. “Kiris,” his sonorous voice was harmoniously pleasant to my