Darius' question pierced through the air, hanging there for a moment before settling in my mind. I tried to ignore it, to push it away and not let it touch me, but I knew I couldn't hide from it forever. With a deep breath, I turned to face him and met his steady gaze."How old were you?" he asked, his voice soft but insistent.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. I wanted to tell him the truth, to unburden myself of the weight of my past, but the words caught in my throat. How could I confess to him that I was still just a kid when this all happened to me? How could I let him see me as anything other than strong and capable?The silence stretched between us, heavy and pregnant with unspoken words.My heart pounded against my chest as I stood there, trembling with fear. All I could think about was the possibility of being judged for something that was completely out of my control. Daruis, with his piercing gaze, was the last person I wanted to get judged from. As I look
As I sat there listening to him, I realized that sometimes the most unexpected people can end up being the ones who change our lives for the better.Despite not realizing that I was his mate, he still offered me a hand.His words were still reverberated in my mind, leaving an indelible mark on my soul, and before I knew it, my body was convulsed with emotion, and I collapsed into his embrace.The weight of his words had hit me like a ton of bricks, overwhelming me with a sense of profound sadness and despair. I felt vulnerable and exposed, as if all my innermost secrets had been laid bare for him to see. And yet, in that moment, I knew that there was nowhere else I would rather be than in his arms.As I sobbed uncontrollably, he held me tightly, his strong arms providing a sense of comfort and security that I had never felt before.I didn't struggle to hold back the emotions this time. It was as though a dam had burst, and every feeling I had been suppressing since the beginning came
As the night enveloped the room in its inky darkness, I lay on my bed, groaning in discomfort. My throat felt as dry as a desert, and the thirst was overwhelming. Every passing second felt like an eternity, and I tossed and turned, trying to find a comfortable position. It seemed as though I hadn't had a single drop of water in ages, and the parched feeling in my throat was unrelenting. My mind was fixated on finding some relief, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to find any peace until my thirst was quenched."I wonder if I should search for it myself," I mused, my gaze drifting up towards the ceiling. The thought of wandering around this place filled me with trepidation. After all, what if I were to unexpectedly cross paths with Fenrir? The mere notion sent shivers down my spine.I scanned the room with a quick glance, hoping to catch a glimpse of Darius. Alas, he was nowhere to be found. Without him by my side, I couldn't muster up the courage to venture outside. The thought of lea
As I followed her down the dimly lit alleyway, a growing sense of unease settled in the pit of my stomach. The ominous silence was only broken by the faint sound of our footsteps echoing off the walls. I couldn't help but wonder where she was leading me and what her intentions were.As we turned a corner, the darkness seemed to thicken, and my nerves began to fray. I tried to shake off my unease, but the hairs on the back of my neck stood up, and a cold sweat broke out across my forehead.I had no idea what was about to happen, but I knew that it wasn't going to be good. Her silence only added to my anxiety, and I couldn't help but wish that I had never followed her down this dark path.As we approached the room, my heart began to race faster with every step we took. I felt a growing sense of unease, as though my instincts were warning me to turn back and leave this place forever. Despite my apprehension, I pressed on, determined to face whatever lay ahead. But the voice in my head per
The sound of footsteps echoed through the deserted alleyway, sending shivers down my spine. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as the steps grew louder and closer. My heart raced with fear, but I didn't have the courage to turn around and face my pursuer.I recognized the rhythm of the footsteps behind me immediately. It was a familiar sound, one that I had heard countless times before. My heart sank as I realized that there was only one person in the world who could move with such purpose and determination.A cold shiver ran down my spine as I remembered the warning that had been delivered to me just moments ago. It was a simple message, delivered in a calm and measured voice: "You can't run away from me."I knew that I was in trouble. This person had a way of always finding me, no matter where I went or how hard I tried to hide. It was as if they had some kind of sixth sense that allowed them to track me down no matter what.I took a deep breath and continued running, hop
A strange sensation, like a tingling current, surged through my body, stirring the primal instincts of my wolf. She was struggling to resist the overpowering urge to sprint back towards her mate, who was waiting for us in the distance. It took all of my willpower to hold her back, to keep us moving forward on our journey. The bond between us was strong, and I could feel every beat of her heart as if it were my own. As we continued on, the pull of our mate grew stronger, and I knew that soon, she would not be able to resist it any longer. Our fate was entwined with his.As the night wore on, I found myself increasingly uncertain about how things would turn out. My mind was awash with doubts and questions, but I kept them all to myself, knowing that my wolf was already struggling to keep up with me.Just when I thought things couldn't get any more complicated, my wolf suddenly came to a stop. I could feel her tense up, and I knew that something was wrong. For a moment, we stood there in
As I turn to glance back, his face contorts with a volatile mixture of anger and confusion. I know that I have to get out of here quickly before he has a chance to grab hold of me again. My mind races with fear and adrenaline. Every fibre of my being is focused on escaping here and leaving him far behind.As he took measured steps towards me, my heart quickened its pace, already beating faster than before. My wolf let out a fierce howl, a warning that he should not come any closer.My eyes locked onto his as he continued his approach. His eyes were deep and intense, as if they could see right through me. But my wolf knew better. She sensed danger in his every move.For a moment, neither of us spoke. The tension between us was palpable, as if a single wrong move could set off a chain reaction."I know you are my mate," said Darius, and his words sent shivers down my spine as I stared into his piercing eyes. The connection between us was undeniable. But there was no time to dwell on it,
An intense feeling of discomfort gripped me as I attempted to turn onto my left side. Despite my efforts, something was preventing me from doing so. My body felt weighed down by an invisible force, and each movement felt like a herculean task. The frustration of being unable to do something as simple as turning over intensified my discomfort, and I felt a wave of helplessness wash over me. Despite my attempts to shake off the feeling, the hindrance persisted, and I was left feeling trapped and immobile.As I lay there, time seemed to stand still, but suddenly, an unsettling realization swept over me. My right arm was completely unresponsive, as if it were detached from my body. Though I could still feel it, every attempt to move it proved futile, and panic began to set in. Then what could have caused this sudden paralysis?As my consciousness slowly returns to me, I become aware of the world around me. I find myself lying in bed, with my eyes shut and my mind in a state of half-sleep.