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
Diana’s POV Three weeks later, Time passed swiftly. Arya and I sorted out our clash, but that unknown person still disturbed me mentally. Even though I didn’t see him after that night, Arya was desperate for him, waiting to see him again. I also couldn’t deny the fact that his fragrance was something different. I smelled nothing so soothing and calm since I gained these abilities, and I also wanted to know who the person behind that mask was and how he dared to touch me like that and say I was his. However, I had to put him behind my head and focus on my daily practice. I have been practicing recuperating and cultivating techniques for the past week and felt stronger than before. However, I realized I couldn’t cast spells when Arya took over. My powers of witch and Arya clash with each other, so Alpha Marcus ordered me to practice a mind-calming mantra so whenever I’d use my spell powers, I could control them without disturbing Arya. However, those techniques were toying with m
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,
Diana POV One month later, It has been one month. However, I had caged myself in the room. Clara tried to take me for a walk many times, but I forbade her. It looked like my heart had lost all the attractions of life. Alpha Marcus visited me every day, but he asked nothing. Maybe he wanted me to open up myself, but I wasn’t ready. I had lost myself along with Darren. I remembered that night he was so close, yet so far. I was thinking about him looking outside the balcony when Clara entered the room. “I always found you here, looking outside. It looks like you are waiting for someone.” Clara spoke. “He’ll never come,” I mumbled. “Hmm, what did you say?” Clara asked. Maybe I was loud enough for her to listen, so I turned around and looked at her. “Nothing,” I shook. Clara pursed her lips. “Madam, you need to go out and walk around the cottage. You’ll feel better,” she spoke, placing the soup on the table. “I don’t want to go out. I’m fine here.” I said, turning towards the balc
Diana POV“But How? How can I do everything? I know nothing,” I retorted.“I’ll guide you, but in one condition.” He proclaimed."What is your condition?” I became worried.“You have to give your fullest. You can’t leave everything in the middle or say you can’t do this or that. You have to do what I’d say to you.”I quickly nodded. I didn’t know why or where I got this boast, but I wanted to get strong. Maybe I ought because of Ren, my heartbreaker.“I’ll give you time. You can think about it and then answer me. Because once you say yes, you can’t run away.” His voice was stern. His aura was dominant.“Why would I run away if I’d get strong and achieve everything I want?” I said.“Still, you must think about it before giving me an answer.”I instantly kneeled before him and pleaded.“Please, take me as your apprentice. I want to learn from you. Please, I need it. I promise I won’t stop in the middle and do everything that you’d say.” I kowtowed before him. He held me by my shoulders a