Arranged to the Lycan, Fated to His Twin

2. It’s almost eleven pm but I haven’t slept.Many things keep me awake. A lot of it is excitement and glee.But something else keeps nagging at me; the warning step-father gave me. Well, it was more of a threat. He’d grabbed my arm as I was hurrying to my room, nails digging into my flesh and snarled that if I ran away it would be the Lycan prince that would be coming after me. For a moment, I felt like he’d poured a bucket of water on my head. My heart stuttered in its beating. Goddess! How did he know? But he didn’t know. He releases my arm, leaving behind crescent-shaped gorges and doesn't look back as he leaves. My heart calmed when I realized it wasn’t far-fetched to assume I’d want to run away, especially because I was running away.I didn’t go to tell Ethan. I didn’t want to worry him even more because I know my boyfriend still won’t change his mind. Besides, we'll have a head start. And we’ll have an even bigger one if we leave now.Yes, I sit up in bed, we should leave n

4.Axel’s PovI'm afraid of the concept of mates.Something so important to my pack, as well as to me personally, and I’ve been told I’ll have no control over it. It feels like a recipe for disaster. Literally within moments of meeting her, I’ll want to protect her and keep her close, no matter who she is; a rogue, a spy, an assassin, whatever. Or what if she’s not a bad person, just a horrible woman, that can’t be a good Luna for my pack? It’ll be the hardest thing ever, letting her go even if there's something important at risk, like my pack. And I don’t want to put my pack at risk. Heck, I haven’t even met her and I don’t want to let her go.But then again, maybe it’s not that intense, I thought. Look at the bitch who wants to be betrothed to Asher. She hasn’t met him, he’s not her mate and she doesn’t love him. But because of the power it would give her, she’s tossed her mate to the dump. She’ll probably be paid for it too, fucking information whore.But cradling the soft, war

Chapter 6Selena's POV Although the hurt cut deep, I didn't let it keep my legs plastered to the floor, instead, I turned away quickly before the two wolves on heat could spot me. The moment my hand landed on the doorknob, Asher called my name, and I watched as my initial plan to walk away undetected dissipated before me like dust. "Selena", his breathless voice reached my ears.My breath hitched on my throat as I slowly turned. If I expected a hint of remorse in Asher's eyes, I was sorely mistaken. Instead, the strain in his voice was linked to that in his pants."I...", I began, the words dying in my throat. The lady with him raised a delicate brow as she observed me with an unknown expression. I avoided her eyes. "I shouldn't have barged in like that. My apologies", my voice came out shaky and meek, it was almost embarrassing. I mentally gave myself a smack across the cheek. I had no reason to apologize, if anything, they were the ones who owed me an apology but I wasn't that b

Chapter 8Selena's POV Axel pushed open the door fully before stepping in, his height imposing, somehow filling the large room. I could scent him and the urge to bury my nose into his neck was overwhelming but before I could do something I might possibly regret for the rest of my life, I fisted my hands, feeling my fingers dig dangerously into my palm. Quelling the urge, I finally addressed him. "Alpha", I bowed lowly watching from my peripheral vision as Lily mimicked my actions. Axel didn't say a word, instead he kept his eyes firmly fixed on me."Out", he commanded. My brows furrowed in confusion until I realized he was speaking to Lily when she bowed again before running off, shutting the door behind her. When Lily left the room, Axel took a few more steps towards me, his presence causing my cloud of unbiased reasoning to be stifled pathetically. I took a small step back even when every cell in my body

Chapter 10Selena's POV Asher was leaning against his desk, his sleeve rolled up to his elbow and a few buttons left open. His hands were crossed, revealing the veins that trailed the length of his arm. Asher's face didn't portray any emotions that even as I stepped in, he simply stared. The confidence which I gathered pathetically before walking in was slowly waning due to his lack of action or perhaps, attention. The situation didn't look any better than it did a few days back. Even without Cecelia hanging by his arm, the effect was still the same. I still felt like nothing more than a desperate leech vying for his stupid attention. It was demeaning, not that I had any sense of self worth in the beginning. Asher finally stirred from his position, straightening himself to his full height as he began his strides towards me. I wanted an escape, needed to disappear or tear this stupid dress from my body. I needed someone to bl