Theodore looked at me in silence, reading my eyes, trying to see for any sign of hesitation. But when he found none, he gripped my jaw, pressing his lips against mine, for a second blurring the world behind me. His soft lips were rough against mine. Moving with such a passion that I couldn’t help the warmth that kept pooling inside my gut. “Do you really want this, Serenity?” He asked me, his voice low and serious. I could feel him shaking. My heart wasn’t just affecting me but him as well. But his bare minimum concern and affection were making my heart warm. “Tell me, Serenity, do you really want me to mark you? I won’t mind waiting for some more time. Trust me.” He whispered against me, placing his forehead against mine, and I closed my eyes, smiling at him, shaking my head. “No, I want this. I… I don’t know how to say this, Theo, but the mere thought of delaying this marking is causing an ache in my chest. Please mark me. Or else I swear, I will end up marking you before you mar
Doctor Paul looked at me with amused eyes. While he was amused, others were shocked and they were looking too scared, and suddenly too alert. I could think of several reasons why everyone was looking at me differently. And the most fitting reason was the mark on my shoulder, glowing red, looking ferocious and wild. The claim that I was marked and Alpha King accepted me was proudly sitting on my right shoulder. Surprisingly it was looking good on me. I was never fond of tattoos but this was looked so beautiful. Though it was not a tattoo, it was still looking beautiful on my skin like it was meant to reign my body. “You are glowing today, Miss Knight. I believe the mark has to do something about it.” Doctor Murphy said as I helped other nurses in setting up the camp. Color rushed through my skin, and a blush spread my cheeks when everyone else looked at me silently but curiously. “Did the Alpha King really mark you?” One of the doctors, Amelia, asked me, touching my mark. Her eyes w
Alexander Woods was on the floor with my soulmate over him. Theodore’s arm was strangling his neck, his eyes were dark, as dark as they could have gotten. While the latter was struggling to breathe, my mate was angry. His body was shaking in anger. He was looking enraged, ready to lose control. His wolf was ready to take charge. “How dare you cross the boundary of my pack, get treatment from my soulmate, and try to harm her!? How fucking dare you touch her? She is my mate!” Theodore growled in anger, kicking him painfully in his gut, and Alexander curled in pain.“I won’t let you win again, Black! You won once! You killed Phoenix. I won’t let you win again!” Alexander weakly protested, and I saw Theodore’s eyes turn golden, flames of fire lurked in them, dangerously. "If I can kill Moon Goddess' son, Alexander, imagine what I would do with you for touching my mate! If I can kill Phoenix because he was proving to be a threat to the human race, imagine what I will do with you for har
Theodore walked inside his room with the first-aid box. His gray eyes were dark. He looked angry. But more than angry, he looked upset. I opened my mouth to speak, to apologize to him but nothing came out. I looked at him silently as he bent down in front of me, gently taking my arms to guide me on the bed. "Let me tend to your wounds." He said slowly, softly, and my heart broke into pieces when he started cleaning my cuts gently, not uttering anything else. A hiss escaped my mouth when the antiseptic met my open cut. And his concerned gaze looked up. Shaking his head, he blew on my cuts and scratches, making me shiver. "You are my Queen, Serenity. And I didn't appreciate you questioning my emotions for you just to make me do something." He said after a minute of cleaning my wounds. My heart started racing inside my chest when he looked up, his intense gaze making me swallow my spit harshly. He rubbed the insides of my wrist, looking at me without blinking his eyes. "I am sorry,
I thought the nightmares were put to end when I shifted to the mansion. But I was brutally pulled to the reality of my messed up mind when the past started haunting my sleep. I woke up with a scream. My body was shivering badly, sweat beading my forehead. Tears were rolling down my eyes. Everything felt so real. I could barely breathe. It was getting so hard for me to breathe, like someone had placed a stone on my chest, held my chest painfully, restricting me to breathe. And when I thought I would die from lack of oxygen, I was pulled to a warm embrace. My body was caged by a pair of warm arms, holding me tightly against them. "Serenity, shh, it's just a nightmare. You are fine. Nobody can hurt you, my love. Just take deep breaths." He ordered me softly, holding me in his embrace, rubbing soothing circles on my back. But it was not just a nightmare. I knew it was more than a nightmare.It was anything but a nightmare. It was a horrific part of my past. A part where everything is
Scarlett Greene. She was dressed in a beautiful seagreen colored gown, looking royal as ever. For some reason, I could feel jealousy bubbling inside me. My eyes widened in shock, burning in jealousy when Scarlett Greene hugged Theodore tightly as if they had met after an eternity. And the rage inside me turned red, hot, ready to burn when Theodore hugged her back, as tightly as she was hugging him, if not more. "I missed you, Theo." She said, pulling away from him, and Theodore looked at her with a teary gaze. "I missed you too, Scarlette. You're alive. I….. I thought I lost you." He whispered softly, and my eyes narrowed in displeasure. "I thought I won't be able to return back here, Theo. I thought they would kill me. But I ran away from their captive. I need a place to stay, Theo. Please save me, Theo. Please." Scarlett cried, her tears troubling me from within. "Stay here, Scarlett. You have helped me so much when I needed you. I will never leave you alone when you need me, Sc
My mood was sour when Theodore dismissed my concern. For him, Scarlett was his friend, someone who always helped him when he was struggling with the curse. I can't really blame him for trusting his friend. And I had no idea how to explain to him what I was feeling. "Why do you look so angry? You look like a tomato, you see, Serenity. Red. Angry. Hot. Delicious. Maybe I can take a bite of you and know what is making you so angry?" Theodore said, walking out of the bathroom, towel draped around his waist, showing a lot more of his body. His golden skin was shining as droplets fell down from his damp hair, rolling down his neck, his chest. I gulped harshly when my eyes fell on his torso. Naked. He was naked except for a towel. The mischievous glint in his eyes made my throat dry, like sandpaper. And suddenly my sour mood, my anger, my frustration, every negative emotion I had piled up inside me melted faster than butter on a hot pan. I was gaping at him, like a fish. He was looking too
Doctor Paul's silence was enough to give me a heart attack. My heart was pounding anxiously inside my chest, my palms were sweaty and cold. Was my child fine? The mere thought of something happening to my baby made tears burn my eyes. "Luna is fine, Sire. And as far as I examined, our heir is also fine. He is growing rapidly inside. We, wolves have a gestation period of two months. But she is a human being carrying Alpha King's heir. Things will be different with her. We never saw a case like her before, Sure. We never saw a human being giving birth to a werewolf's child. That too royalty." Doctor Paul said, and I let out a breath of relief. "But I am still not sure why Luna feels sudden pain whenever she senses something is wrong. We need to call the witches, Sure. We need to know more about the procephy." Doctor Paul concluded, closing the button of his coat, and Theodore's eyes narrowed slightly. "I don't trust the witches, Paul." Theodore's dark voice made me shiver. His finger