ANMELDENAstrea’s POV“Given our history,I should have seen this coming” the Lycan King muttered.His eyes were so dark and angry that even dad had to look down on submission.Turning to me and looking me straight into the eyes he muttered“It doesn't matter if she has a wolf or a bear. Because she can never be the queen. A mistress just to warm my bed” he smirked.I had expected this as he carried on“After all who can even have her, she is so demure” he gave me once over. I felt naked even though I was fully clothed. His words how much they hurt me, I held my head high knowing I was not the one who hurt him or his family.“Remember those words. A day might come when you will regret them” I warned knowing I will make sure that happens.He gave me a sideways glance “did I ask for your opinion?” I shrugged my shoulders in response “No” I bit out.“Good. Speak only when you are spoken to” he muttered.“And if I don't?” I glared at him.“You won't like the consequences Angel” he muttered.“Stop
Astrea’s POVReaching my room, I started packing whatever little things I had. Dad hardly gave me money. Whatever I got was all from my savings.Once I looked around, I was nostalgic with all the memories I made in this room. My safe place. I felt dirty after that Lycan touched me. My heart rate accelerated when I remembered how he tried to take advantage of me.I stalked inside the washroom and stood under the shower. Now in the confinement of my room, I slipped down on the floor and rocked myself back and forth as I relieved those moments. Tears slipped and mixed with the running water.A cold seeped in and I fell down on the floor. My vision was blurry. I knew no one would come to rescue me even if I died. I crawled my way out shivering in the cold. I could feel a fever coming in.I dropped down on the floor in my wet clothes as I did not even have the strength to wake up.I woke up to a feather light touch on my face.I snapped it away and went back to sleeping. Next I felt it ag
Astrea's POV I finally came upon a clearing and wore my dress which I had carried before running. I wore it even though it was torn in the mid-section.My fear was not just about getting caught.I was scared to realise what it would mean if they get hold of me?Fear of becoming his mistress with no say into anything. Fear of just being dead to everything he does and accepting as fate.How can I fight with a Lycan when I am his enemy?I stilled when I realized something and turned to look at the terrain of woods through which I had just run. No one chased me. Not even the Lycan who took me. Maybe he thought I was not important enough to chase.I laughed at how the moon goddess can be so cruel to me. I am not even important that anyone would want me around. Even though it was the hard truth to digest, I still went back to my pack.Reaching there, I saw pack members running here and there.“Hey Lily, what’s going on?” I asked one of the pack members.Her reaction made me frown. She look
Astrea's POV Slowly opening my eyes, I felt a sudden pressure on my head. My mind went back to the accident. My eyes shot open and I tried to get up. Something pulled me down and I fell down on the bed. Letting out a groan of displeasure, I looked sideways and my eyes widened. I was handcuffed to the bed. No… no… My heart was already broken from Mason's betrayal but now it was hammering for an unknown fear altogether. Where am I? This room looked unfamiliar. Was I captured by the attackers? If they did capture me, I would be in the dungeon. Getting rid of that thought, I used the hair clip to get rid of the cuffs and got up from the bed. I stopped dead in my tracks when I realized I was wearing nothing but a see-through shirt which did not belong to me. Where is my dress? I sniffed the shirt and it gave a fresh chocolate-like scent with a mixture of masculine aura. This was not safe. Quickly changing into my dress, I decided to leave this place. “Sexy underwear” I jumped in
Astrea's POV Today was the day I will finally be giving myself to my fiance and mate Mason Lewis. He accepted me when I had no wolf. He took care of me when my family did not care enough. He was the one who protected me when I was bullied for being wolfless. I got ready. It is my eighteenth birthday. The day when Mason had said that he would mark me. He is the beta of our pack. I wore my halter neck pleated maxi dress. It was Mason’s favorite color. Sky blue. I loved it. Once I was done with my make up, I went down stairs. Mason does not stay in the pack house. He has his own house which is at the far end of the pack territory. When I asked him why he liked living so far away and in a secluded area, he would always say he liked his privacy. I drove towards his house and parked my car outside. I had the key to his house. However I was a bit confused as to why he left the door unlocked. Entering inside, a smile lit up my face when I heard him upstairs. He must be busy. He will be su







