Betrayal, fear, and confusion clouded her thoughts as she faced the harsh reality of her existence. The daughter of the Shadow Weaver's ruthless leader, she had been molded into a weapon, a puppet dancing on her father's strings. Yet, beneath the facade of loyalty, her soul yearned for something more, something real. Trapped in enemy territory, she found an unexpected solace in the arms of Christian Darwin, the Royal Beta of the Red Moon pack. His eyes, like twin galaxies, held a promise of protection and understanding. "You need to trust me," he whispered, his voice a soothing balm to her wounded spirit. "I will take away your pain. I will make them pay for what they've done to you. They'll regret every moment of it." His words hung in the air, laden with a fierce determination that resonated with Mia's shattered soul. As he opened his arms, a silent plea for her to find refuge in his embrace, she hesitated for a moment, her teary eyes searching his face for sincerity. In that fragile moment, she made a choice – to let go of the chains that bound her and to embrace the warmth of his presence. With a rush of raw, unfiltered emotion, she threw herself into his arms, seeking solace in the midst of chaos. What happens when secrets are revealed and she finds out that her life has been nothing but a series of lies? What happens when the truth unfolds and she finds out that the only person she was ever devoted to, was the one who betrayed her? She is yet to discover her true identity so join Mia on this rollercoaster journey where her mate will bring her wildest fantasies to life, where she has only one mission: Make The Culprit Pay.
View MoreMia's Pov Desmond's cries reverberated through the whole cell as Dominic crafted his artwork on him, leaving Desmond bleeding and lying in his own pool of blood. “I swear I don't know anything,” he cried out helplessly, his breaths coming out in short pants. “Balthazar leaves the coven occasionally, but till date it is still a mystery to everyone where he goes. He might be working with someone else but the shadow weavers are clueless. I swear I don't know anything more than this. Spare me.” Although I did not want to believe what Desmond was saying, there was some part of me that was convinced that he was not lying right now. It made my mind ponder in all directions. “Patch him up a little and make sure he stays alive. I'll come back tomorrow for more answers,” Dominic ordered the two guards standing in the corner of the cell as they bowed their heads respectively. “Yes King.” Dominic headed outside and Christian was quick to follow him. I, on the other hand, stayed back just for
Mia’s Pov As Christian tenderly tended to the minor cuts adorning my skin, his expression etched with concern, I couldn't help but find his fussing endearing, albeit slightly excessive. "Are you sure that's all?" His voice was laced with worry, his touch gentle as he dabbed at the injuries."It's really nothing, Christian," I reassured him, stifling a bemused chuckle. "I've endured worse than this. You don't need to worry so much. Besides, you do realize they will heal in a few minutes now that I'm also a werewolf."But his concern persisted, evident in the furrow of his brow and the meticulousness of his ministrations. "Even so, you need to take care," he insisted, his tone firm yet tinged with affection. "Whether you're a werewolf or not, seeing you hurt pains me."Rolling my eyes playfully, I couldn't help but tease him gently. "You're making a fuss over nothing, you know. It barely even stings anymore.""Sit up straight," he scolded lightly, his gaze softening as he focused on wr
Mia's Pov I judged wrong. In fact we did require backup. Why? Because Leo aka. Christian just landed at my feet after taking a hard blow of one of the spells. More rogues emerged as I continued throwing spells after spell, each one I remembered. Sometimes more branches erupted from the ground, sometimes fire balls shot out of my hands aimed at the rogues, sometimes the men. It was like they were pouring in numbers. Where were they even coming from? And then I notice it. To the far corner from where we were standing, a portal was opened. Just like the one Sylvia had done for me before. ‘We need to close the portal.’ I murmured through my mind link. The only question was how was I going to get there considering the big number of Balthazar's army standing as obstacles in front of me. Desmond caught onto my eye movement flicking from the portal back to the men. “Don't even think about it, Sugar,” he spat before another spell was fired my way. This fucking bastard. I dodged it before i
Mia's PovChristian wasted no time in attaching his mouth to mine, and taking me in our wolf form. What confused me was that I saw his eyes change color. They gleamed as golden sparks littered them. ‘Fuck, you feel so good mate,’ I heard his voice laced with a heavier tone. It didn't sound like him. And that had taken me aback. Was I in any trouble? Was it really my Christian? ‘Christian?’ I spoke through our mind link, a little confused and scared at the intensity at which he was going was almost…animalistic. Not that we weren't right now. But nonetheless, it made that small shudder of fear settle in. ‘Not Christian, mate. Leo.’ He corrected me. What did he mean by that where was Christian? ‘Im his wolf,’ he answered my unspoken question as he kept pounding into me at an inhumane speed while I became a moaning mess. This was so confusing. So basically my mate has a wolf that's…well, that's him but not him? That's how werewolves work? Which means I would have another soul in my body
Mia's Pov"Ready?" Christian's voice broke through my reluctance, and I couldn't help but sigh, my gaze fixed on him. No, I wasn't ready to embark on this ordeal again. The shift always brought a sense of dread, the kind that could mortify. But did I have a choice? It seemed not."No, but I suppose we're not exactly spoiled for options," I muttered, a hint of frustration coloring my words. Christian's chuckle only aggravated my mood, prompting me to shoot him a sharp glare."Take off your clothes if you'd rather not see them torn to shreds," he suggested with a smirk, his gaze suggestive. The nerve of that man."Excited, are we?" I retorted, unzipping my jacket in defiance, noting the glint of anticipation in his eyes."You bet," he replied eagerly."Hmm..." I tilted my chin defiantly with a smirk playing on my lips. He could fantasize all he wanted, but I had other plans. "Well, that's too bad because that's not happening," I declared, striding behind a nearby tree to continue disrobi
Author’s PovIn the heart of the dense, foreboding forest, Balthazar, cloaked in shadows, moved with the silence of a ghost. The twisted branches of the trees reached out like skeletal fingers, casting eerie shadows that danced in the moonlight. Emerging from the darkness, he finally stood before the imposing silhouette of the dark palace, its spires piercing the night sky like jagged teeth. Two guards lowered their spears in a defensive stance as he approached. The gleam of their weapons reflected the uncertainty in their eyes as they strained to discern the figure cloaked in mystery before them.With a deliberate movement, Balthazar drew back the hood of his cloak, revealing his sharp, angular features, illuminated by the pale light. His dark eyes bore into the guards, a silent challenge lingering in their depths. Recognition dawned in their eyes as they stepped aside, allowing him passage through the imposing gates.Once inside, Balthazar's heavy footsteps echoed through the caver
CHRISTIAN’S POVI couldn't believe my eyes as Mia underwent her first shift beside me. It was a sudden and unexpected occurrence, but witnessing her transformation filled me with an overwhelming sense of pride. She stood before me, her once-human form now replaced by the sleek, powerful physique of a wolf. Her fur, a vibrant shade of red reminiscent of her own hair, shimmered in the moonlight, casting an enchanting glow around her."Wow, baby. You did great!" I cheered, my voice filled with genuine admiration as I watched her navigate the unfamiliar territory of her new existence. I had guided her away from the prying eyes of others, granting her the privacy she needed to acclimate to her newfound identity.Standing on her newly-formed paws, Mia stumbled slightly. Despite her momentary clumsiness, I couldn't help but chuckle affectionately at her adorable antics. But she quickly regained her composure, emitting a series of yips before unleashing a soulful howl, a clear attempt at comm
Mia's Pov I strolled through the pack gardens, the vibrant colors of the flowers soothing my senses. Julia walked beside me."So," Julia's voice broke through my thoughts, warm and inviting. "How are you finding your place in the pack? Adjusting well? And I hope my brother is treating you right. If he does anything, you know you can come to me. I'll pull his ears.” I managed a small smile, grateful for her concern. "Everything has been going well. And as for your brother, I think he has been acting very….interesting," I admitted, my gaze drifting over the beauty of the garden. "I'm starting to feel like I belong somewhere finally."Julia nodded understandingly, her amber eyes reflecting empathy. "I’m glad." she said softly. "I know this isn't really my place to say, but I heard about Sylvia and Alpha Mathews. I understand how you feel about them. And it's reasonable. But if you think clearly, in the end whatever they did was to save you. They tried their best. And they love you."He
MIA'S POV“Why the hell is this so hard?” I groaned in annoyance, not being able to get the hang of this whole mind-link thing. The thought of communicating through mind was cool but it wasn't as easy as it looked like. Christian chuckled at my state which made me raise an eyebrow to challenge him. “You think it's funny?” I will not tolerate him laughing at me for something so stupid. I know, I probably looked funny trying to concentrate so earnestly. But still, he shouldn't laugh at me like that or else I would throw another tantrum. “I'm ready to bear all the tantrums you throw because you're mine,” I gaped at him. Did he just…read my thoughts again? Why this bitch! That made him laugh again. Great! Now my mate was laughing his butt off at my annoying self. “You're not annoying. I think you are the cutest, most adorable person I know,” he smiled, holding my hand. “Still, it doesn't mean you should read my thoughts now that I'm imagining you in very colorful scenarios,” he chuckled
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