I cursed under my breath, and my eyes landed on the source of that squeaky shriek. A man is standing there with a shocked expression on his face. I stood from the ground and grumpily said sorry to him. I was about to cross him when he came and stood before me. I looked at him and knew he was also a werewolf by his build and smell. I cocked an eyebrow towards him, and an arrogant smirk came on his lips. "If I knew that nowadays beautiful girls have started falling from trees instead of fruits, then I would have built a treehouse on every tree of the crescent moon pack," he said while smirking and checking me out. I looked at him dumbfounded, and he looked at me as if expecting some reply... {Do I need to reply?} ... I asked myself and finally decided to ignore him and walk away. I was about to cross him when he grabbed my wrist, and by instinct, I flipped his hand, took hold of his wrist, and twisted it around his back while I put my left hand on his shoulder and kicked his legs, and h
Ryan's POV - "But..." before she asked me more, I dragged her out of the house and started walking towards the woods. "Have you ridden the wolf earlier?" I asked her, and when she didn't reply, I looked at her and found her nodding her head... "damn woman, use words." {Oh, come on, she is cute, dude} "Yeah," she told me, but suddenly the feeling of jealousy surged in me... {who had she ridden before?} ... I took deep breaths to calm myself, and as soon as we reached the edge of the woods, I turned toward her. "Well, we are in a hurry now, but you are going to tell me in detail which wolf you have ridden earlier," I said to her in a calm yet threatening voice, and she nodded casually... {she seriously needs to get scared of me.... at least a little} ... I transformed into my wolf 'king' and looked at her. "I know you are wealthy and all, but there is no need to tear your expensive clothes like that," she scolded the king, and he rolled his eyes... {she seriously has bad timing} ...
"That's my theory. As far as I know, Amara believes that I died two years ago in the attack that she had planned. So, I don't think she has any reason to target Aadhya," she concluded, and this made me worry more. None of us said anything for a few minutes as all three of us were tangled in our thoughts, but finally, Aadhya broke the silence. "I need to ask you something, gramma" Shira looked at her and nodded "what is my age?" as soon as Aadhya asked this, I saw shock clouding Shira's eyes, but she covered it within a second, "Amara told us that you cured Ryan and me, but how can you treat both of us at the same time, we have a seven-year age difference in us." Shira looked startled for a few minutes, but soon she took a shaky breath and turned her chair completely towards Aadhya. "I am not going to lie this time, Aadhya. You deserve to know the truth" she closed her eyes and continued, "After curing Ryan and spending time with Amara, I felt that something was wrong with her, but I
As soon as we entered the dungeons, the familiar smell of blood, silver, and wolfsbane invaded my nose. I looked at aadhya, who had blank expressions on her face, but the fury in her eyes was hard to ignore. I can't even blame her for getting mad or feeling hatred toward Amara... {If I had been in her place, then I would surely have become insane from anger by now.} "Don't kill her, babe," I tried to ease the tension. "You can't use mate bond to lessen my fury," she said and looked at me. I rubbed the back of my neck in nervousness... {don't act nervous in front of her} ... "Well, dad used to use this technique on mom, and it always worked on her," I explained to her, and she took a deep calming breath. "We don't have the same relationship as theirs," she pointed out, and it actually hurts. "A guy can try," I muttered, but she heard it clearly. "Listen, Ryan; I don't want to act bitchy with you, but..." I put my hand on her mouth before she completed her sentence... {maybe my tou
Aadhya's POV - How can I forget the obsession of Gramma for cleanliness? Mumma used to tease her by calling her a 'clean freak,' but none of us ever dared to make a mess when she was at home. I don't know how Ryan is still calm and is doing everything I was saying, but I don't think he would like Gramma to take charge of his house like that. He came out of the bathroom wearing a vest and lower. He is rubbing the towel in his wet hair... {damn, that's the most beautiful sight I have seen till today} ... I tried to move my gaze from him, but it was extremely hard. "Can you explain what all that is about?" he asked me, and finally, I averted my gaze from him. "She thinks this is my home as we are mates, and she is a clean freak," I explained and put my now clean knives on the side table. "I will collect them later, but I think fifteen minutes are going to be over soon. We should go downstairs," I told him and got out of the room. I went downstairs where no sign of blood was visible now
"Is she really going to be like that?"...This is the third time when Ryan is asking me the same thing with the same hope ... {he is horrified to hear all those things from gramma. Truthfully, I can't blame him. I am also embarrassed.} "Well, now I understand why Mumma used to scold gramma when she said something that I could not understand at that time" I shook my head with a little smile, and Ryan groaned, "just try to ignore her." "It's hard, especially when my mate is in front of me and I can't even take her in my arms", he mumbled grumpily, and I looked at him with wide eyes at his honesty. As soon as he realised what he had said, his eyes also got wide "Shit, sorry about that", he said and looked everywhere but me. "I am just not in my proper senses," he said, but I could see his ears turning a light shade of red... {Is he blushing?} He coughed and tried to mask his flustered expressions. "So, what have you thought about your stay?" he asked me, trying to avoid awkwardness. "I
FLASHBACK- "Are you sure I am looking fine?" I asked Ryan one more time to feel a little more confident in the clothes I borrowed from Layla. It's not like I am showing skin or something, as this is a normal top and pants, but still, I am a little nervous about all this. "You are looking alright, Aadhya. No need to think much and I don't think there is any need to look extremely beautiful on your very first day. You are already looking more beautiful than my liking," he added the last part a little grumpily... {as if his liking is important for me, or is it?} I wanted to add some very sarcastic remarks on this because he is looking drop-dead gorgeous in his body-fitted navy blue colour suit, white shirt, and tie... and his hair is tied in a bun. The only thing that I am not getting attracted to in his appearance is his cologne. It's not because that was not good, but in comparison to his actual scent, no scent is just not up to the mark. "I am not trying to look beautiful. I just w
"How in this hell am I going to face him now?" I asked no one and groaned in irritation... {I think it's time to pull up my big girl panties} ... I rolled my eyes at my conscience, but I knew that no matter what, I had to face the situation. I was about to get up from my safe place... {yeah, this toilet seat is undoubtedly the safest place in this whole world} ... when I heard someone entering the washroom. I don't know why but I felt something uneasy, so I raised my legs and became attentive. Whoever came inside walked here and there for a few seconds, then entered the stall next to me. "Hello, the man just went towards the elevators. No, he is not going into the basement. I heard him talking to his driver to pick him up from the front of the building. Yes, I have used that liquid that you asked me to use" I heard a female's voice, and I instantly knew that she was talking about Mr. Wilson. After it, she disconnected the call, and from the sound, I knew that she had deleted the conta