"Maliya, I have enemies. If any of them find out you are my mate, you will have a target on your back. Actually, you already have a target on your back." He said and turned towards me,"You can hate me all you want. But, I ask that you stay within my reach. If you want to reject me, then you must promise you will stay in my pack." I looked at him and shook my head. "They won't know I'm your mate because I have rejected you," I said and raised an eyebrow."I won't approve of that rejection. My wolf won't approve of that rejection. You will always have my scent on you, Maliya." He said and pushed a piece of my hair away from my shoulder, "I know that I'm selfish, but I will not take that mark away. You can cut it out all you want. But you need to understand that no matter where you go, I will find you, and I promise I will mark you again." He said, his eyes shone as he looked at me. I glared at him and then remembered what Liya said."What if I don't want to see you ever again?" I aske
"Maliya," Aeron called out.For a moment, I wondered what he wanted, but figured it's best to get it over with before he breaks my door again. I grabbed the pants and pulled them on, as I tried to cover every inch of myself as much as possible. I had two different shirts sewn together, with a black, thick string holding them together in the middle. One side was white and the other side was dark blue; both happened to be Aeron's shirts.But now they belonged to me. I unlocked the door and slowly walked down the stairs to see Aeron standing in the kitchen. His beard had grown out, and he looked tired as he sat in a chair. He looked much older than he had before, and so stressed. His eyes lit up when he looked at me, but his mouth held a frown, "Maliya." He said and opened his mouth, "Maliya, I'm sorry." He said and looked at me with wide eyes."What do you want?" I asked and crossed my arms. Inside, I was trembling."I want to come home," Aeron said."Fine." I said and looked around t
Maliya POVI've seen this done, and yet I can't fucking do it right. I growled as I looked down at the horrible sewing job I've done. I had watched a sewing channel just last night and decided to try to stitch up some of the clothes. But the only thing I was really doing was growling and cursing. Currently, I am sitting in the spare room. I've been in this room since last night. I was wearing a newly stitched tank top and a pair of panties that survived the attack a month ago. Once I locked off the doors, I aired out Aeron's room and then took over his bedroom door.He had the bigger bed, and now that I couldn't smell him, it didn't remind me of him. Ever since his scent was officially erased from the house, I started to move around more freely and clean up the place. That is how I started my stitching journey. I found a needle and thread in Aeron's office when I put the pieces of wood in there. Last night I sat by the bed and started to stitch the holes in the mattress. For the past
Aeron POV Morana was telling the truth.She's always told the truth, and I ignored her.I hated myself for my actions; I hated what I did.I hated that I didn't believe in my mate.But the feeling of rage and anger guided me. It was no excuse; there was nothing I could say to change her mind now. Aero had even turned away from me as I sat in the cell I had forced her in. My mate, my beautiful mate, had rejected me. And I couldn't find a reason why I shouldn't accept it, I didn't want to. But, if I were in her shoes, I would have. The one who wouldn't accept i was Aero, and since he wouldn't say anything else, I felt alone.Once the truth settled in me, I stood up and rushed out of the cell. I followed her scent up the stairs. I needed to make this right, I needed to do something. I needed her, I needed Maliya. Not for anything more than who she was, but as I looked around the empty house, I knew it wouldn't be easy. I could hear her sobs, and I knew she was still here, "I'm sorry." I
Aeron POV "What did you do to her?" Cameron asked as he looked at me. I stood in the middle of the pack house, and when he saw me, his eyes were as wide as a full moon. I held a glass full of whiskey as I looked at my pack that surrounded me. The Black Moon's warriors now mingled with mine as we held a feast. I've watched two mating pairs happen, and the night was still young. Cameron looked at me and glared at me. "Where is she?" He asked in a low voice."That is none of your business." I said under my breath, "Know your place, Omega." I growled as I looked towards him.Cameron held a hurt expression on his face as he looked at me. His mouth opened as he slowly took a step back. With a shake of his head, he turned away from me and walked out of the pack house. He didn't look back as he rushed out to the night air. I turned back around and smiled as women called me to the corner of the room. With a smile on my face, I followed their calls and entertained them for the evening.These p
Aeron POVMaliya, what a lovely name. It was perfect for my mate, it rang bells in my head. And then she said something that completely crushed my soul, “I'm Morana’s daughter." I stared at her for a moment. Waiting for her to tell me this was a cruel joke. My face twisted in disgust as I sat up and turned away from her.'She's still our mate. And we won't hurt her.' Aero said quickly as I shook my head.She killed Morana.'She's our mate. We need to protect her!'She killed Morana.'She's our mate-'SHE KILLED MORANA.Areo was silent as I felt my body snap.Something in my mind turned the wrong way as I turned to face Maliya. She held herself tall, but I could smell fear on her skin. But she lifted her chin and stared at me as if I was in the wrong. And for a moment, all I could see was Morana. Her kind eyes, her smile- my mate- my mate took that away. She took away the only woman I looked up to as my mother after my mother passed away. She took away my guardian, my first friend.Tha