Raymond’s POVIn the office,“Alpha, you called me.” My voice was low as I opened the door and entered inside.“Why did she sense your fragrance? Where is the sachet of herbs I gave you?” he questioned, shooting daggers at me. I gulped down because I knew he would be mad once he found out, but I was ready for it. I wanted her.“Sorry, Alpha. I forgot to wear it,” I apologized.“Do you take me as a fool? I told you she had gained her wolf. Her senses would be sharp, so wear it so she couldn’t smell you,” he shouted at me through gritted teeth.“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I exclaimed.He looked at me and sighed.“Raymond,” he spoke, standing on his feet and moving towards the wall-length mirrored window.“You’re going North Valley today and will be there for the next six months.” He ordered.“But why Alpha? Why you’re sending me away? You never send me anywhere in the last eight years, why now?”“Raymond, if you consider me as your master, as your Alpha, then listen to me. You need to go.” his v
Raymond POVAfter Alpha Marcus left, Jasper let me take over and secluded himself.“I told you to stop,” I said once I regained control. My body was full of pain.“Shift and heal me,” I said, placing my hand on my chest because the strength Alpha had used had caused internal injuries. I couldn’t heal them without shifting into my wolf, so I called Jasper. However, he didn’t reply.“Jasper, can you listen to me? It is all because of you, so now shift and heal me.” I grew frustrated. I could sense Jasper’s dejection. However, he shouldn’t raise his hand against Alpha. We could talk to him and tell him what we wanted. Jasper shouldn’t be violent.“First, you raised your hand against master, and now you’re not healing me. What do you want?” I shouted because I was also desperate, but Jasper’s behavior made it worse. I wanted him to come out and talk to me, but now he was behaving strangely.“Come out, or I’ll,”‘Stop shouting at me. Your master doesn’t care for you. He’s sending us away. W
Diana’s POV At night, I felt exhausted after spending the whole day in the library, immersed in books about werewolves. ‘I’m hungry. Let’s go,’ Arya spoke as my stomach growled. I nodded, glancing at the clock. It was eight o’clock, time for dinner, so I went to the dining hall. Marcus and Clara were already there, but Raymond was missing. I frowned because he had always come before me, and I also needed to talk to him, especially after what I had read. “How was your day? Did you find anything good for yourself in the library?” Alpha Marcus asked as I took a seat at the table. “I’ve found some recuperating techniques. I’ve noted them, so tomorrow, I’ll practice and see the results.” I told him. He nodded and asked. “How’s Arya doing? Can she shift again?” “She’s doing good for now. However, she needs more time.” I spoke, drinking the soup. Marcus asked nothing more, so I turned to Clara and asked. “Clara, where is Ray? He didn’t come for dinner.” “He---,” Clara was about to
Three days had passed, and Diana didn’t connect to her wolf. She tried hard but failed. Whenever she practiced technique or attempted to concentrate on her core, something pulled her, and she reached the same place. The same garden and corridors. Where the werewolves were under slavery. They got beaten and abused badly. Diana was losing her mind. She couldn’t watch them die mercilessly, but she couldn’t do anything. She wanted to tell Marcus but couldn’t gather the courage because she disobeyed his order and got herself in trouble. Today, she wanted to try for the last time and if she didn’t succeed, she’d inform Marcus and take whatever punishment he’d give, but at least Arya would come back and these visions would stop.In the library, Diana sat on the floor, carpet flooding her legs like right leg over the left and her hands on her thighs. She started taking deep breaths and once she got her breath stable Diana enchanted the mind the calming mantra for Arya, but as she began Diana
Diana’s POVThree days had passed, and I couldn’t connect to Arya. I tried hard but failed. Whenever I practiced or attempted to concentrate on my core, something pulled me, and I reached the same place. The same garden and corridors, where the werewolves were under slavery. They were beaten and abused badly. I was losing my mind as I couldn’t watch them die mercilessly, but I couldn’t do anything. I wanted to tell Alpha Marcus but couldn’t gather the courage because I disobeyed his order and secretly practiced something else and got myself in trouble.Today, I wanted to try for the last time and if I didn’t succeed, I’d inform Alpha Marcus and take whatever punishment he’d give, but at least Arya would come back and these visions would stop.In the library, I sat on the floor carpet flooding my legs like right leg over the left and my hands on my thighs. I started taking deep breaths and once I got my breath stable; I enchanted the mind-calming mantra for Arya, but as I began, someth
Diana POV “Why are you doing this, Darren? For God’s sake, we were best friends, and you. What did you say to Charlotte—that I’m your mate? Is that right?” I fell on my knees, crying and sobbing. The man standing in front of me didn’t flinch. I was wailing my heart out, but it felt like all my cries fell over deaf ears. “Oh, come on, that was in the past. I just pitied you all these years,” he uttered leisurely. “However, two years ago,” the color of his eyes went a shade darker as he clamored. “I found you as my mate.” He clenched his fist, hurling daggers at me. “I hate that the moon goddess chose you as my mate.” His words pierced right across my heart, slicing it apart. How could he be so cruel? He wasn’t like this. I had to get my old Darren back. He couldn’t hate me like this. I instantly clutched his leg and begged. “Please, Darren, you know how much I loved you all these years. You and I.....” The tears flowed down my cheeks as these words left my mouth. I looked pathe
Diana's POV I was crying from my bruised heart in the woods when I felt his hand on my shoulder. I raised my head, and he wrapped his muscular arms around my shoulders from behind. I didn’t need to turn or look at him to know who he was. I just knew from his fragrance that he was mine. I leaned back on him and closed my eyes to let the remaining tears flow down my cheeks. “Why are you crying when I’m here?” He whispered close to my ear, making my heart skip its beat. I smiled and inclined my head toward his firm chest. There was solace for me, my home. “Let me stay like this,” I spoke, inhaling the scent of his fresh cologne mixed with his musky, woody fragrance with a tinge of spice. His fragrance had always calmed my inner realm. “Don’t leave me,” I mumbled, placing my hand on his hands around my torso. He said nothing but wrapped his arms around me possessively. However, what happened next? He left me. How could he? I turned around. He wasn’t there. "Ren, ren,” I shouted his
Diana POV “Madam,” I was in a deep sleep when I heard someone’s voice. I didn’t know when I fell asleep thinking about Darren, and now, when someone called me, I forced myself to open my eyes, but everything just hurt. I wanted to rest without disturbance. "Madam, wake up. It’s time for your meal and medicine.” The voice conversed again. I knew she wouldn’t go because she came for my medicine. That’s why I lost to my inner self and opened my eyes, only to see a woman in her mid-60s. “I’m glad you woke up,” she smiled at me and helped me to sit on the bed. “Thank you.” Those were the only words left in my mouth. “You can call me Clara. I’m the caretaker of this place. I took care of you the previous days.” She arranged the duvet for me and offered a bowl of porridge. I hesitated to take it. “I know you just woke up, and you have many questions running through your brain. I’ll answer them all. First, eat this porridge and have your medicine.” She spoke again, sensing my discomfort,