SYLVIA
I ran out of the room and the palace as fast as my legs could carry me. My mind reeled with the events of the night. All the blood, the violence, it was all too much. I needed to clear my mind. I inhaled the sweet night air, breathing in the smell of the forest. So peaceful.
I sank down on the mossy ground by the silver lake. Staring at the moon’s reflection on the water, I wished my life would have been different. If only I had met Hunter sooner. The crickets’ song stopped abruptly. A twig snapped behind me. Before I could react, his scent enveloped my senses. Hunter.
He reached for me and I fell into his arms. I couldn’t stop the tears from falling. Will he reject me like his father wanted? How cruel is the Moon Goddess? After all I have lost, will this be the ultimate loss? I will surely die.
“Sylvia, don’t cry, my love.” Hunter pressed my head against his hard shoulder. He stroked my back, his fingers gently moving over my scars. I hated those scars. I pushed him away. Covering my face in my hands I sank to the damp ground.
Hunter sat down beside me. He gently removed my hands from my face. “I was so worried, Angel. Please don’t run away like that ever again.” Softly he removed my disheveled hair from my face, stroking it back. “I’m so sorry you had to witness my father and I arguing. After all that happened tonight, you didn’t need that.”
I nodded. “I got scared. I was afraid he’d hurt you.” The Alpha King treated me so coldly. I could see the disappointment in his eyes. Drake used to tell me I was only good enough to fuck, useless for anything else.
He snorted. “No, he wouldn’t.”
“But he hates me. Oh, he will banish us. You can’t let him do that, Hunter!” He was next in line to be king. I can’t allow him to lose his rank. But still, I couldn’t bear losing him. “Are you going to reject me?” I asked, barely above a whisper. “You should. I am not good enough.” Tears streamed down my face. I steeled myself for his answer, knowing nothing would hurt more than that.
“I would rather die than reject you, Angel.” He pulled me closer to him. “Nothing will stop me from having you. Not my father, not anyone on this earth.” He lifted me onto his lap.
I gasped. I’ve never been so close to another man except Drake. It felt strange, but good. His arms around me were so strong, muscular and yet so gentle.
“Let me worry about my father. My mother will speak to him.” His fingers caressed my arms, drawing little circles on them. “He may be the king, but she is the ruler of his heart. Just like you are of mine.”
The ruler of his heart? I smiled at him. Can this be real? No one has ever spoken such beautiful words to me. Maybe I am dreaming.
I moved back so I could see his face. My greedy eyes couldn’t get enough of his perfect features; high cheekbones, sharp angular chin, full lips. The moonlight kissed his face and made him seem somehow unreal. He was beautiful. And I felt scarred, used, ugly.
“What is it, Love? You look so troubled.” He took my hands in his. “Talk to me, Sylvia. Trust in me. Nothing you can say will make me want you less.” Hunter brought my hands to his lips and kissed my fingers. His lips were so soft and did weird things to my insides.
I’ve never felt anything like it. The pull, the sparks, like tiny flames burning through my blood. It thrilled and scared me at the same time. He was my True North I had no choice but to move towards him.
And yet…
“I am used, broken. Alpha Drake did unspeakable things to me.” I looked down, I felt ashamed. “I’m no longer pure.” The one thing I wanted to give to him, my virginity, violently taken by Drake. “Even my wolf left me.” Tears streamed down my cheeks. Kira, how I missed her!
Hunter shook his head. “I know he hurt you and I’m so sorry. You deserve to be loved and happy.” Softly he wiped the tears from my face with his long, slender fingers. “I would never do anything to you that you won’t want, Angel. I will worship you with my body and my soul, because I am yours and you are mine.” He smiled at me and my heart somersaulted. I touched his cheek.
“You are so good, Hunter.” I wanted nothing more to run my fingers through his blonde mane. “I know you are nothing like Drake. He is an animal, he took me by force, many times. I… He chained me up like a dog and...” Visions of all the horrible things he did flooded my mind, I couldn’t stop them. My heartrate sped up, I struggled to breathe. My chest hurt so bad.
Hunter held onto my shoulders. “Sylvia, look at me. It’s me. He can’t hurt you anymore.”
I focused on his eyes. Even in just the moonlight I could see the kindness reflected in his eyes. I inhaled his scent, the citrusy musk smell of him calmed me down. His hands were on my arms, lightly stroking and for the first time in years I felt safe. I had hope.
“You belong right here in my arms, Angel.” He lifted my chin. “I will give you the moon if it would make you happy. You are the most precious person in my life.”
I wanted to believe him more that anything. Trusting people wasn’t easy for me. Especially men. But Hunter was different, wasn’t he? He was good and he loved me.
“Believe me when I say, Drake will get what’s coming to him and more.” He pulled me into his embrace, his nose in my hair. I felt his pulse in his neck where my head rested. So powerful...
A shiver moved through his body. His arms tightened around me. I looked up slowly, our faces so close together. His lips were slightly parted, his breathing rapid. I held him around his waist. He felt hot to the touch. So hot. Lowering his face to mine, our lips almost touching. I wanted him to kiss me. But then he growled and his wolf surfaced, his eyes glowing red.
“Oh no, no!” I shouted and tried to get away from him, but he held fast.
SYLVIAHunter growled, a deep and guttural sound, his eyes glowing with lust. I hit him with my fists on his shoulders to make him let go of me. It made no impact on him.“Stop it! Stop it!”I screamed and cried, but he pinned me to the ground. He held my arms above my head. I could see his canines elongating. Why? What happened? I knew it was too good to be true. Men are all the same. They take and take. Woman are just objects to them, playthings to hurt. I struggled in vain underneath him. I could feel his hardness against my stomach.“Let me go, Hunter!” I wormed and squirmed underneath him. It only made him more excited.“Don’t deny me, Mate!” I hardly recognized his voice. This wasn’t Hunter, but his wolf. “Must mark you. Mine.” He pressed himself into my body.His blonde hair fell for
SYLVIAI fell onto Hunter’s bed, pressing my face into his pillow. His scent was everywhere. It both calmed me and made me feel restless at the same time. What was wrong with me? I suppose this is what the mate bond feels like. This is what he meant when he said I would feel it too, the need. The need to be with him. To feel his arms around me.But I don’t know if I could handle being intimate. I know he wants to more than anything and it scares me. It scares me to the point of terror. I pressed the pillow to my face and screamed into it. Frustrating, so damn frustrating.Jumping up from the bed I decided to take a bath, anything to clear my mind. Plus, I needed to get out of this bloody dress. I wanted to rip it off me, get rid of anything that reminded me of Drake. I went to the bathroom and again I felt lost in the luxury of it all. This tub could easily take two people. A floor length mirr
SYLVIAHe hovered over me on the bed, those long blonde locks framing both our faces. I wanted to run my fingers through them, draw him into me. But I was hypnotized by his amber eyes, locked onto mine.“Are you sure, Angel? Because once I start there would be no holding back.” He held onto my hands; fingers entwined. It felt right. This was where I belonged.“Yes.”I hardly mouthed the words when he came sweeping in, his lips crashed into mine, taking, demanding. Oh Goddess, I melted into him. He breathed life into me, life I thought I never had. I wanted him with every fiber in my body. My core pulsated with need.“Hunter…” I moaned as his mouth devoured my nipples one after the other. His hard shaft moved against my stomach and I ached to have him inside me. I lifted my legs around his waist.“My love, my
SYLVIA After breakfast the following morning Hunter introduced me to his Beta Joffrey and his mate Marcelle. Hunter arranged for us to go to the nearest town, Lyon, to do shopping. I haven’t been to a mall in such a long time that I felt anxious. Luckily Marcelle and I were of the same built as she had loaned me some of her clothes. I was glad to be rid of that red dress. Hunter told Hannah to burn it. I felt comfortable with Marcelle and Joffrey. They were devoted to each other, stealing loving glances and smiling frequently. Joffrey, a tall, dark, handsome man and Marcelle, petite and blonde they complemented each other. Joffrey and Hunter were childhood friends, Hunter told me. Joffrey was one of the people he trusted with his life. Hunter held me close to him in the car. Joffrey drove while Hunter and I sat in the back like two teenagers in love, holding hand
HUNTEROne minute Sylvia walked next to me and the next she ran as if all the demons of Hell were after her.I shouted her name, she didn’t stop.“What the heck?” Joffrey and Marcelle stopped dead in their tracks, staring after my mate.“Should we go after her, Hunter?” Marcelle asked.“No, I’ll get her.” I started after her. I have no idea what set her off. Had she seen something or someone?I followed her scent, it led me away from our parked car. Gods, she could run like a hare. At last, I found her at the back of a dumpster, huddling in a corner, her head on her upturned knees. She made herself as small as possible.I approached her slowly. “Sylvia, Angel? You okay?”A burly security guard appeared around the corner. He m
HUNTERI rushed to Sylvia’s side, but she cowered back from me. I have no idea what she heard, but she saw me lose my temper. Shit! I fucked up!That was the last thing she needed to see. I know what it probably looked like to her.“Angel, it’s okay. It’s not what it looks like.” I tried to explain, but she was having none of it.She backed up to get away from me. I stopped. She stared at me, like I was a monster. My mother went to her. Already composed as if nothing had happened, she went to her, smiling, taking her by the arm.“Don’t worry about it, Sylvia. Boys will be boys. Hunter just had a little temper tantrum which I am sure he feels awful about. He would never harm me. Let’s go have some tea in my office.” She threw me a glare over her shoulder which I knew meant we are still not done talking.They left me feeling like I could break eve
SYLVIAKane, an enormous bald-headed man with tattoos covering almost half his body, followed me out of the castle to where Marcelle waited for me in the rose garden. She grabbed me in a fierce hug and offered Kane a dimpled smile. He didn’t even acknowledge her.“I see you’ve got Hunter’s golem as a bodyguard.” she smirked. “Excellent choice.”Kane growled at her his brows knitted together. She batted her perfectly mascaraed eyes at him. I offered him an apologetic smile.Marcelle unperturbed, grabbed my arm; “I’m starving. We have a marvelous bakery on the grounds. They make the most delicious bagels. Can’t wait for you to try them.” She kept on babbling excitedly about all the pastries and other goods. Kane followed a few paces behind us, keeping silent.My mind was elsewhere. I kept on replaying the scene with Hunt
SYLVIA“Maybe you should consider it.” I said, turning away from him. I started walking back towards the gates of the park.I heard his rapid footfalls behind me. “You can’t be serious, Sylvia. I would never do that to you.”“Why not? Because you love me? Because we are meant for each other? Just because of the Moon Goddess?” Tears stung my eyes, but I willed them away. “Maybe your father is right. You need a strong Luna. One with a wolf. Mine is dead, Hunter. And I don’t even know if I can give you pups.” I was sobbing now. My heart hurt so much.“Sylvia, don’t…” Hunter reached for me. I shoved his hands away. I couldn’t bear it. How could I share him with another woman? I would rather die. But he deserved better. He deserved children to carry on his line. And as much as it would kill me, I want to see him have everything I can’t give