"Take your eyes away from my mate or I'll gouge them out!" Kieran snarled. Instead of getting scared, Ryder merely grinned and dragged his gaze away from Gwendolyn's retreating form. "So the rumours are true." He said. "You've grown a soft spot for her."Kieran scoffed in annoyance. "Soft spot?" He spat. "Never in a thousand years. She's the spawn of satan! A serpent with a sharp tongue. A bloody thorn on my side!""Yet you haven't rejected her." Ryder remarked smugly. "It's almost like you love being mated to her."Kieran shot him a glare and he laughed. "Anyway, I don't care what you do with her." He continued. "But damn, she's absolutely sexy."Kieran's hand shot out suddenly and grabbed Ryder's shirt in a tight grip. He pulled him close, his eyes flickering dangerously. "Mind your words, Ryder." He muttered. "I don't care if you're my best friend. I will rip your tongue out if you speak of her that way. She is my prisoner, so stay away from her.""I thought prisoners were lock
Gwendolyn stepped out of the dungeons, her face twisted into a scowl. Her thoughts were rampant as she stormed back to the pack house. She hated Kieran! She hated how he made her feel, how he used the mate bond to torment her. Worst of all, she hated herself for responding to his touch. Right now, all she wanted was to plunge a dagger into his heart until the bastard stopped breathing... Her thoughts halted suddenly as she collided with something hard and heavy. She staggered backwards, hands flaying, searching for something to keep her balance. Before she hit the ground, a pair of strong arms circled her waist and steadied her. At first she thought it was Kieran, but she didn't feel the sparks of the mate bond. Her heart didn't palpitate like it always did whenever he was close to her. She looked up, straight into a pair of golden brown eyes. Those eyes widened slightly when they focused on her, and they softened with laughter. "Watch where you're going, princess." A deep vo
"Hands off my mate!" A deep voice growled suddenly from the entrance of the dungeon. Julian jumped, unconsciously snatching his hand away from Gwendolyn. Then he realized who it was and his face twisted into a scowl. Gwendolyn slowly turned around until her gaze met Kieran's. There was something about the way he stared at her, the way his eyes darkened and heated. And that bloody smirk of his, like he knew exactly what he was doing. His eyes did things to her, things she couldn't fathom. Each time she felt his gaze, heat pooled between her thighs, and she hated the feeling. She watched him walk towards her, with two other Wilding guards behind him. "Step away from the cell, princess." He murmured. She was just about to retort when she remembered his rules. She didn't want to risk angering him. Silently, she stepped away from Julian's cell. Julian, on the other hand, glared furiously at Kieran as he stopped in front of the cell. "What do you want with me?" He demanded. But Ki
'It was your father who killed my mother'Kieran's words struck her like a blow to the heart. She took a step away from him, shaking her head slowly. "What are you saying?" She whispered. "It's not true. My father wasn't a murderer.""Is that such a bitter pill to swallow?" Kieran retorted. "You believed I killed your father, that I abducted your mother, even when I told you my hands were clean. You stuck to your belief."He closed the space between them and grabbed her arms. "Why is it so hard for you to believe this one?" He growled. "You don't think your beloved father is a monster?"Even while he spoke, her scent assailed him. He felt his wolf howl, and his demon pranced about, wanting to emerge. He felt the sparks of the mate bond tingle his skin, and for a moment, he almost lost control. He wanted to pull her close. He wanted to feel the press of her skin against his. He wanted to lay claim to what he owned. Her. But that wasn't why he refused the mate bond. He did it to m
Kane wasn't gentle. He didn't bother hiding how much he despised Gwendolyn. He pulled her roughly into the pack house, dragged her up to the bedroom and shoved her inside. The door slammed shut behind him with a loud bang. Gwendolyn whirled around and glared at him. "Go on." She snapped. "Say what you have in mind. You've clearly shown how much you despise me and my kind. I'm sure there's a speech just waiting to be spoken.""You're damn right there is!" Kane snarled. "I think the moon goddess meant it as a joke to pair you with Alpha Kieran. You're lucky you're his mate, and not mine. You'd be dead.""Then maybe it's a good thing he's the Alpha and you're his subordinate." Gwendolyn retorted sharply. "You're obviously a monster."Kane took a threatening step towards her and he expected her to cower away, but her feet remained planted on the floor, her hands fisted beside her. "Come on, hit me." She taunted him. "Kieran and I may hate each other, but I know how strong the mate bon
The words echoed in Gwendolyn's mind like a taboo. "What?" She whispered. "Your mother isn't here." Kieran repeated, voice cold, eyes emotionless. "I lied." A persistent ringing sounded in her ears. It couldn't be. He had to be pulling her legs. "If this is a joke, stop it." She muttered. "You told me, when you were my prisoner, that you would take me to her. You said she was still alive." "What part of 'I lied' do you not understand?" Kieran said in annoyance. "Those two years you treated me like trash, every word I said was a lie. It was all part of my plan." He closed the space between them, pinning her under his gaze. "Every promise I made." He continued. "Every hope I gave you, every word, it was all a lie. I did that to stall for time, until the blood moon emerged so I could escape." His lips curled into a cruel smile. "You made a mistake believing me, princess." He muttered. "You played right into my trap. Now you can forget about your mother because I swear, I will