Kahlan pov
My heart beat was coming faster when I entered the room. Everywhere was suddenly quiet, eerily silent.
I pulled myself to a stop as I try to comport myself but that soon failed when I saw my mom lying weirdly on the floor.
My legs made a mental check to my brain and I found myself kneeling beside her in the next minutes.
My breath was caught up in my throat as I watched her. Her eyes were closed and she wasn't moving.
I didn't want to guess. No, it must not be what I'm currently thinking of.
"Mom," I called softly as the tears flowed down my cheeks and they burned with it. " Mom," I called again. "Please, get up."
But she wouldn't reply to me. Perhaps, she was pranking me.
I shuddered for a moment and my fear became reality. "Mom!" I cried as I pulled her weight on me. I couldn't breathe properly. It looked as though I had something in my throat, no! On my head! It looked like something was choking me.
"Mom!" I cried harder! And that was when I noticed that there was a hole in her chest. And there was a heart some centimeters away. I was already stained by her blood but I didn't want to accept. I didn't want to accept that my mother was gone.
I pulled to a stop suddenly when I saw a hand sticking out from behind the chair. My heart skipped a beat as I moved closer.
My heart nearly stopped beating as I stared at my father's carcass on the floor. He has his head torn away from his body as well as his legs and arms. It was like someone did it intentionally. As if, they killed him and had to pull him apart to insult him.
Suddenly, I felt heat rush toward me. It seemed like the air was blowing in my direction. I turned slowly until I'm looking at a man whose gaze was on me as well.
He was tall and strong and fit. I don't know if he has abs underneath the clothes but he has broad shoulders. He’s the real definition of handsome. If I don’t know better, I would say he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.
His eyes are beautiful and I got drowned in them for a moment. His skin is smooth and flawless. Everything about him is just too perfect. Who the fuck could he be?
Our gaze held for a moment and it looked as though we were the only ones in the room even though, there were some men around as well which I didn't even notice at first when I entered the room.
The tears abruptly pulled me out of my trance. "Did," the words were caught in my throat and I had to swallow harder before I could speak again. "Did you kill them?"
He was looking at me, his expression hard and unapologetic. I don't know why I asked that foolish question. Wasn't it obvious who had killed my family?
I turned away from him as the tears blinded my eyes. My eyes felt like they would tear soon. I looked over at my father's carcass again and I couldn't help but cry afresh.
My father might have started to hate me but I will always love him and I was waiting for the right time. I know he would change his mind.
"Why did you do this to him!" I yelled again. Though, the man remained mute as if he was deaf and dumb.
I rushed over to my father and sobbed quietly. I'm so devastated. If the man staring at me in this room killed my whole pack, doesn't that mean he would kill me as well?
My dagger was in my hand as I carefully stood up. I'm seriously going to avenge their death. It doesn't matter if he kills me as well. But I won't be the only one in the hell of damnation.
"Who the fuck are you? What do you want from us?" I say slowly, my hand around the dagger. I don't know if he saw the dagger or not but several men came before him, to prevent me from getting to him.
But the man raised a hand and the men backed up. A lot of questions rolled into my mind before I could get to him. Who was he and what did he want from us? And why do these men heed him? These questions gave me a sudden headache. I don’t know why I have questions but the answers elude me.
“Who are you?” He spoke finally, his voice deep and strong. It caused a vibration through me anyways. I don’t know why this is happening to me but I’m not curious to find out. All I want to know is why my parents have to die. Why does my pack have to be killed?
“You don’t know me?” I huffed at him. “For a man who killed my entire race! You are not only wicked but rude!” I snarled at him.
His gaze switched. “You are Kahlan?” There was a surprise in his voice.
What! Does he know me? That made me more furious.
“How the fuck did you know my name?” I was already moving close to him, slowly and my hand slowly formed a fist beside me.
He didn’t talk again as his eyes watched me with curiosity. I saw a flicker of pain in his eyes. It was so fast that I had to wonder if I actually saw it.
“You have to calm down,” he said slowly.
That was actually funny. Despite the situation, I made a funny rumble of laughter. “You killed my family and you want me to calm down?”
“You are as stubborn as everyone paints you as,” he hinted and shook his head slightly. “But you need to calm down and follow me.”
I was still moving close to him. “Follow you? You’ve killed my parents, what else do you want? Are you going to kill me as well?”
“No. You are my mate, Kahlan,” he announced and I pulled to a stop immediately.
I can’t hide the fact that I felt strongly attached to this man or the fact that his look has such a strong effect on me.
But wait! My mate killed my whole family?
“You are my mate and you are coming with me, to take your place, beside me,” he said with vigor as if nothing had taken place here today.
Is he kidding me?
I started towards him again, I was almost near anyways.
The other men backed off now as if they expected us to mate at this moment. They must be daydreaming anyways.
I nodded in agreement to what the man had said to distract him. “I will follow you,” I expressed until I was close enough.
The heat emanating from him makes me shudder uncontrollably. My heartbeat accelerated as I looked up at him. We are close now, only a hairbreadth away.
“But may I know your name?” I asked as I carefully brought out the knife.
“I’m Eric and_,” he pulled to a stop as my knife went deeper into his stomach.
“This is for killing my mother! Monster!” I yelled and pulled the knife deeper into him. I was fast, so fast that the knife was almost lost inside him when something hit my neck and I suddenly started falling into a pit of darkness.
Kahlan POV Suddenly, I’m conscious again. Though, I wonder where I was. Was I dead? Well, Eric could have killed me. Or not! Maybe he didnt want to kill his mate. Well, he would be damned if he doesn’t take the choice. Suddenly, heat rushed into me as I felt hands wrapped around me. The hands pulled me closer to a hard chest. I felt a little vibration and my senses were being robbed. What the fuck was happening to me? Opening my eyes, the first thing I was looking at is a cream colored wall. It’s strange and unlike my room at the pack house. My gaze went down slowly until I realized I’m on the bed. Not only that, hands are truly wrapping around me. I can scent peppermint and wood. Without anyone telling me, I knew it was Eric. It was the same way that he scented as earlier. Jerking away, I landed on the floor. I looked up at Eric and realized that his eyes were closed. My gaze searched around me again for something sharp that I could use on him. I want nothing more than to
His eyes switched immediately and he looked scary. The green eyes that I found beautiful some moments ago turned even scarier. "You will submit to me, Kahlan!" He repeated in a deep accentuated voice. He looked very angry. It actually looked like he was going to kill me. "Never!" I responded quickly. He groaned and pulled aside a little, giving me space. I proceeded to hit him in the manhood but he pulled back, then twirled me around quickly. When I looked up again, I'm suddenly confined to the bed. His hands were holding mine against the bed like a chain as he hovered above me. He was so fast that I could barely see him move. I've heard a lot about the Lycans. They were very fast and strong. They were like the doubled qualities of usual wolves. I guess that was why some group of Werewolves came together and made them the Alpha. The bed, the stairs, the vibration. I had another fight within me. My body wanted this man so much, like the air I breathe but my head won't stop remindi
Eric POV I couldn’t stop the anger from eating me up. I felt totally angry. I can’t even bring myself to think it through. Stepping inside the room and I took the first thing my hands could get. I threw the vase against the wall angrily. It broke and scattered around the floor. I don’t know why it took me a long time to find my mate and when I do, she’s being so stubborn. Why must the moon goddess mate me to Kahlan? I've just spoken with Sonia and she seemed to be aware of how stubborn her sister can be. Though, she did tell me something very important. Sonia told me Kahlan loved to be forced and dominated. I'm supposed to show her the steel I'm made up of and she would concur. But why does it have to be so difficult? If I wasn't so bothered about having an heir, I wouldn't seriously be here. I give no damn about mates and I'm not going to. I just need to keep the Lycan race running. The thought of it was giving me headaches. Yes, I know she was probably angry at me because she
Kahlan pov It’s semi-dark here but it felt like my life was in total darkness. I felt a huge headache set in and the tears won’t stop flowing down my face. I was the only one in the prison and even around. There was no one to talk to and somehow, it suited my purpose. I seriously didn’t want to talk to anyone. I couldn’t stop crying, I couldn’t stop blaming myself. Maybe my parent would have been alive if I hadn’t left home angrily. Maybe, I would have been able to rescue the whole park. The thought of it made me want to go raving mad. There was suddenly a twist in the lock. “Get out,” one of the guards ordered. I heard alright but it seemed like half of my brain was dead. I stared into the space and somehow, it seemed like I was out of the world and still in it at the same time. “Did you hear me? I said you should get out!” The guard repeated, a little angrier. I didn’t turn to look at him, as I was still lost in my thoughts even though I could hear him vividly. There was
Kahlan pov The kiss was like one I had never tasted before, I seemed new to it. If a kiss could do me like this, I wondered then how the consummation would be. I sincerely didn’t want to think about it. But I couldn’t stop! Suddenly, my mind and head had two minds of their own. No matter how much I wanted to pull away, it felt even impossible. Instead of moving away, I was moving even closer. “See?” Eric had a smug on his face when he finally pulled back. I had to mentally slap myself. If he hadn’t stopped me, I wouldn’t have been able to do so. I heard how thick a mate bond could be but I sincerely didn’t know it would be like this. Well, not with Sonia anyways. She didn’t feel such a strong bond with her mate. Maybe it was because she was just a shifter. She got to decide who she goes with If she wanted. Now that I think about it, I suddenly wanted to exchange places with Sonia. Why can’t I be a shapeshifter? “See what?” I raised my brows at him. “Your body wants me,” he sai
Kahlan POV I couldn't stop the tears from flowing, I couldn't even stop crying. My heart actually shattered when Eric walked out. I know I made him leave and it hurts me so much that we are like this. I've always wanted to know who my mate was. I've always dreamt of finding him but who would have thought he would turn out to be an enemy? The painful thing about this is that I can't even hate him. This thing would only get better if I could reject him but that was even more difficult to do. How would I go about with my life? I felt so miserable. "Hey! Get up before I change my mind!" The guard yelled at me. He must have been so happy that the Alpha permitted him to do as he liked. I forced myself up, yet he moved closer and dragged me out of the cell violently. "If you try to resist now, you will be severely punished," he warned in a thick voice as he pushed me out of the big lonely place. We walked for a moment and passed some men building something I was unable to see clearly
Kahlan POV I laid back, naked and very tired. Sonia was just a few feet away from me. I could have continued the fight even though I'm so tired. But that might result in us killing ourselves. We've already injured ourselves so much. I felt pains at every corner of my body and somehow, my body was taking time to heal. "You are so lucky, Kahlan," Sonia muttered. I let out a sigh. "I sincerely don't know who the lucky person is among us but I'm very certain it's not me." Sonia didn't talk again and I had no idea if she was still breathing. I didn't care anyways. That aside, I was just too weak to get up. So, I stood in the position that I was. My thoughts wandered around for a moment and slowly settled on my mother. I missed her so much that I could cry every day. And my father? I loved him so much. I wished we had settled our differences before he died. Unconsciously, a tear slipped out of my eyes and I didn't blink it away. It was the only thing I could do at this time anyways.
Kahlan POV I awoke with a terrible sense of doom. I had a nightmare, a scene I would love to blot out of my head. If only it was possible, I would really love to erase my memories. But what would that do? It would only force me to do something I hate now. Being with Eric is like my darkest nightmare. I remembered passing out in Eric's arms and I don't know where I am currently. But, I can feel heat slip into me. My body felt guarded. Opening my eyes, I gave my surroundings deep scrutiny. I have been here once and I would never forget it, especially the scent that was in the air. I will never forget Eric's room. And like that, I woke up in Alpha's bed again. Just as I tried to sit up, a hand held me by the shoulder. "Easy. Stay still," the voice said and slowly pushed me back to the bed. I looked up at the strange man. He was tall, maybe the same height as Eric. He has these nice blue eyes that I love. I have always loved blue eyes because my mom has blue eyes. "How do you fee