“I’m afraid I don’t have very long, Nat,” Wisteria’s sweet voice sounded a little weak. Alyssa almost stopped dead in her actions, clutching the plate in her trembling hands.
“Not very long, Grandma. Ally and I are very loving, and we can’t stand a single day without each other.”She put down the dripping plate in the dish drainer. His words drove chills down her spine. She knew it was a lie, but just to hear these sugar-coated words coming from Nat’s mouth just made her hair stand on end.Alyssa reminded herself that she was a werewolf, and no man should be able to command her in this way.But wasn’t she just contradicting herself when he had insisted on her washing the dishes? When she drew up a contract for him with her lawyer, she expected that she would be the one on the other end of the reins, not him.He was just an escort who she accidentally marked! Even becoming her contractual lover was just because of that damn bond!At the dining table of Wisteria’s cottage, it suddenly felt very sombre.She could feel Nat’s blinding gaze on her as she kept her eyes on the plate in front of her. At the same time, his presence was enough to summon her desire. Aria was just as needy as she was, but she tried to calm herself and be patient.Nat wanted more than just their mate bond. He had a fearsome hatred toward werewolves, so as long as she could, she had to prevent him from finding out the truth about her. Otherwise, she might even die in Jave. The mystical village had wards that overpowered her werewolf power, furthermore, she was only a young wolf. She found her wolf ten years ago, but she had not undergone the training of a werewolf, and hence she didn’t know how to be one, much lead a pack.The events of the day before still remained fresh on her mind. Nat revealed the truth about the place being a bane for evil creatures, but the disdain in his voice raised her suspicion about his hatred for creatures of he
“Then, what about Regina?”The look on his face was strangely profound. She felt his eyes seared with a fiery gaze on her. It was dangerously intense. She had wanted to look away, but he compelled her to look back at him.“Don’t… Don’t you mention that name ever,” he spat out at her furiously. “What are you going to do?” Out of the house, she felt comfortably calm. Other than how he was going to murder her with his stare, she felt a lot better, as if she was freed from the force that limited her wolf powers.“Nothing.” He placed his hands on her shoulders and whispered near her ears. “Just think that you’re here with me, and nobody else. No Regina, no other person.”“Nathaniel Underwood.”She rolled her eyes and carelessly flicked a hair away from her face. Above their heads, the moon shone brightly. It made her feel absolutely sensual. But she ignored the call of the wild, and thought firmly about what she was here for. While she detested strongly how she had been made a fool by t
Wolfless.Those words rang deep in her mind, even though Nat had pronounced them moments ago. If not that Nat had resumed walking, she would still have been trembling. She took a step at a time, walking until they passed the entrance. Nat’s palm on hers made her skin tingle, suggestive of an exchange of energy gushing between them.She absorbed what Nat had just told her, her werewolf powers weak inside the structure. So, Regina was a wolfless werewolf. It seemed tricky: Nat having had a relationship with her for years, yet she was his perceived enemy. She didn’t know what exactly was Nat’s origin other than what he allowed her to believe; yet, their bond caused her to disregard everything about him and want him more than ever.Some loud noises boomed just in front of them, alerting Nat to the scenario. Nat seemed unbothered by the commotion. Instead, his eyes took on a weird glow of blue. Nothing surprised her about him at this point in time.It was apparent he wasn’t that weakling of
The red glow was imminent over their heads. She felt an unnatural feeling settle inside her. Unlike while she was in Jave, she was weakened. But in this room, she felt the surge of wild magic in the air. It was distinct from the suppressive defense magic lingering in the atmosphere of Jave, that quashed her wolf powers.The truth had been clear to her since some days back. Nat, being a child of mixed heritage and a descendant of a bloodline of witches and wizards, yet was that forbidden mate a werewolf of the Crimsoncrest Pack was forbidden to have. Similarly, Nat detested werewolves to the core.His original love for Regina, knowing she was a wolfless werewolf, was beyond her. Perhaps there was something more to their relationship. The fact they had known each other for a long time was a factor for his admiration for her, but she wasn’t assured of that yet. She didn’t quite understand human relationships. If he genuinely loved her, there wasn’t any reason for him to become a gigolo ev
It was a dangerous move that could make her lose her powers temporarily, or even permanently. She closed her eyes, calling to that goddess she never prayed to, in the hopes that Nat would awaken. Her chest constricted, feeling the pain of the bond that was now weakening. Nat didn’t have long. It was either that she did it now, and face the consequences, or risk losing him forever. She thought of the times they spent together in Jave, although they hadn’t been long, they had been memorable, and her heart ached. If not that he was a wizard, it would have all been perfect. She would have continued on having him as her exclusive gigolo, as well as her human partner, and he probably would have never discovered her true identity. But when she came to the village, everything had transformed into the darkest terror of her life. He turned out to be an abomination, but to see him in this state hurt her more than she could fathom. All she wished was to see him fine, that it no longer mattered
Nathaniel opened his eyes to find himself in a majestic forest with tall giant-sized green trees. Above him, bright-coloured birds chirped, welcoming him with their melodious tunes. The surreality of his surroundings prompted him to take a step further, arousing his curiosity. From what felt like minutes ago, he was in the Ancients’ Cavern with Alyssa Dawson, hoping to discover the hidden secrets of his village tribe that his grandmother had strived to keep him away from. His thirst for knowledge drove him to search for answers. Because he couldn’t do it alone, that was when Alyssa got dragged in. Up to now, he was unable to determine what position she held in his heart. He loved Regina, but circumstances led him to have a change of heart. He knew she was a wolfless luna long ago, after her grandmother revealed it to him. But the fact she was a luna reminded him of the pain he had when he lost his parents. He believed time would change everything. Regina was his mate from secondary
The morning sun was bright, marking the final day that Nathaniel would spend in Jave. It was also the day he and Alyssa would undergo the ritual. At the same time, he was getting used to the different side of Alyssa that was prevailing now.He had always thought that she was the boss between her and him but now, she was like an innocent princess, the type he always wanted but never had. The original Alyssa would have never admitted to enjoying anything with him at all and only seen everything in the light that it was never good enough or that she had to do it because she had to, not because she wanted to.Originally he had designed the abduction to be in a way that he could seduce and subdue Alyssa and get her to change her mindset about him. It appeared he had succeeded, but her transformation was overwhelming. He appeased himself with the idea that it was just temporary and sooner or later, her true side would reveal itself. But was this what he wanted? Or was he more into her curr
Above their heads, dark clouds loomed. The shaman, Ainsley’s father Alister stood with his arms raised high, holding the magical totem of Jave. His lips moved, signifying a silent incantation. Nathaniel relaxed, feeling connected to Alyssa during the duration of the spell. He knew she wouldn’t understand, but it was okay to him. After all, who gets pulled into the ancient marriage ritual with a wizard? “Now, stand inside the circle and hold hands.” Alister possessed grey hairs and a long beard, a mark of his seniority among the various ranks of villagers in Jave. He sounded grave as he gestured towards the circle on the summoning hall, chalked in white. With little to no unwillingness, Alyssa moved into the circle, hiding a little smile as he moved in and took her hand. Her cheeks bore a little pinkish tinge, reminding him of the different side of her that prevailed now. They stood together closing their eyes as the shaman erupted with verses that he couldn’t understand while shaki