CHAPTER 3
TAYLOR’S POV I opened my eyes slowly. I felt numb and my eyelids weighed like they would shut again. I tried to move but then someone pulled me closer, pressed me tenderly on their body. Like I was an egg and they feared I would break. My eyes searched for his face. To find who has such a gentle touch. It felt so unreal and for a second, I thought the moon goddess had finally come to take me. But then, my gaze fell on a set of blue eyes, staring back at me with a pained expression and a hint of concern. This face was familiar. I felt my skin crawl instantly. My gut twisted and fear jilted me right out of my fathom. I struggled immediately, wiggling with difficulty. He tried to hold me, to calm me down but I was adamant. I didn't want to be in the arms of Zephyr. “Let go! Let me go!” I tried to yell. A desperate need to flee written all over my face. He must have seen it. He must have felt my fear because instantly, he let me fumble out of his arms. I found my footing immediately, pacing backwards as fast as I could until my back hit the students locker. My chest rose and fell, perspiration drenched me. I stared wide-eyed at him. Horrified and shocked at the same time. He actually held me. Why the hell would Zephyr hold me. He rose slowly. His full silhouette stood erect before my eyes. His clothes were torn from transforming and he had only his pants on. I could see his chiseled features. His taunting skin as smooth as porcelain and his pink nipples that seemed as though they begged to be touched. To be caressed. ‘Wait… no,no, no,no…’ I shock my head vigorously. ‘Bloody hell Taylor, what are you thinking? You can't possibly be admiring this guy?’ But I was. I freaking was. My body was bruised, my neck had his hand permanently imprinted on it. I was sore all over and riddled with scars that he had caused but still I was feeling hot. His eyes sent electric sparks through me and I felt like I could get wet down there. I liked what I saw but most of all, I liked the fragrance in the air around us. A harmonious mix of Lavender oil and roses. Perhaps with a dash of Lilly. It was exhilarating. It got my blood pumping and my mind racing. Just staring at him made me want to gasp. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong with me. “Taylor, it's okay.” He took a step closer. “You are safe now, my mate.’ My eyes grew wider. I felt like lurching back but I was already at a dead end. My body was working against my mind. I was shocked that my nipples were hardening. It seemed as though I was high from ecstasy. He could feel it too. The mate bond connected us to the point that I could feel his heart beat too. They resonated with mine. They shared my need. And when he gently touched me, his hand curling around my waist and guiding me to him. I didn't even twitch. His eyes held mine, like he was asking for permission. Permission to have me, here and now. I… I didn't say no. I couldn't fight myself. Tenderly, calmly he leaned in and our lips pressed against each other's. It was a little kiss. Our bodies were tense, experimenting with this sensual desire building up inside us. When he tried again. He was sure this time. Certain that I wanted him. I wanted this. Before his lips touched mine, I pulled in, kissing him this time. Chewing at his lips, tilting our heads one side after the other, as if we were eager to know which suit us. I felt his adventurous fingers crawling up to my chest, pulling on the buttons. We didn't care where we were, we just wanted to make love. To let out this heat that set our hearts aflame. I moaned the second our lips were apart. Our bodies rubbed against each other. Then he thrust his hip so I could feel his bulge touch my cunt. It was insane. Just a touch and ws wet already. What if he stuck it inside me. Oh, the sexual tension between us would certainly tesr me apart. I clasped tighter on him. Feeling it rub harder against my cunt. Not more than anything I wanted to rip my jeans off. The whole time, his eyes ravaged me and then his lips. Kissing me down slowly. I moaned for him. He got even more excited each time. His kisses him getting harder. More lustful. Oh, I didn't know how long I could keep my clothes on. Zephyr lips were igniting emotions I never knew I could feel. So this what it's like to be mated to an alpha born. My lips parted but suddenly, no words came. I felt like I was stunned, dragged back to reality. My memories flooded back, in flashes. It all started coming back to me. Every anger I felt for him. Every pain he caused me. I was about to make love with the man I hated my entire life, inside a classroom. Disgust washed over me. The grips of the mate bond vanished. I clasped my hands over his torso and forced him off me. Throwing a punch the very next second. Zephyr staggered to the side, his eyes shot at me almost immediately. Perhaps I saw a pained look in his eyes. I couldn't tell. I had gotten so scared all of a sudden. I jolted away from him, shifting into a white wolf and escaping into the cold night. I ran, as fast as I could. I had no destination. I just wanted to get away from all this. I just couldn't believe it. The goddess paired me with that Monster.TAYLOR’S POVI had been cooked up in my room for so long. Zephyr put me on lockdown literally. Only he could get in and out. I couldn’t leave for any reason. He flagged off all my explanations as my care free attitude making me forget the danger I was in. We bickered about this every time, for a while. Then I decided I had to do more than just talk. I wouldn’t let him strap me down like was too weak to even imagine a salvation for myself if I enter into trouble. So I gave him the silent treatment. I slept early and I woke up late. Honestly, I didn’t think ignoring him would work as well as it did until he woke me this morning and he said.“If I let you make one walk every week, will you stop shutting me out?” I kept a plain face but inside me, I was grinning from ear to ear.“No.” I had replied. “I will stop shutting you out if you let me train and let me make one walk every week.”A deep frown settled on his face, immediately. Like I had said the unspeakable. I felt to take my wo
ERETRIA He maintained radio silence for over a week until finally he contacted me. He dropped a venue and asked me to dress up like I was old and ill. He said he would be watching me. As a ghost, be couldn’t come into the light and be my escort, it was obvious. I dressed up, wrinkled my face, haggard my looks and found a walking stick then I went on foot towards the center he had told me. The closer I came, the more obvious it became what was happening. The pack doctor was organizing free medical care for old wolves that couldn’t get proper treatment because of the lock down. I fit myself into the crowd and followed it slowly until I can to the top. “Pack doctor Leo.” I spoke in a hoarse, shaking tone. “Am I dying?”“Lets not be quick to conclude. We need to be have you looked at first.” He said calmly, leading me into that giant tent. He helped me sit down on a soft blue wrapped bed. He turned his back on me and went around the room, picking up some medicinal tools to check wh
ERETRIA He found himself a place and sat next to me, making himself comfortable by my side. I leaned on his shoulder, watching the beautiful sunset. He was quiet the whole time. Like he always was except today it felt a bit different.“Is something bothering you?” I asked. “No.” was all he said and kept quiet again.“You can talk to me. You know you can. I’m always here for you. I can be whatever you want me to be.” I whispered. He heaved and rose to his feet, shoving me off like I wasn’t even important.“If you are offering your body to me, I pass. I don’t want what everyone has touched. I’m here because you can no longer meet the person I sent to you who would help with that issue because our previous rendezvous was compromised. I’m here because I know you can’t execute your plan without me.”“I’m happy you are here but you really don’t have to make it look like you are helping me because it’s some kind of favor you can’t avoid.”He looked away from me, walking to the giant slidi
ZEPHYR’S POV“Yes, there are two of our ghosts who are not with us now.”“Do they have names?” I asked him. “N….” He paused, rethinking his reply again. Then he said.“We go by one name, Ghost. Any other name aside this, I am unaware of it. I know it seems undutiful for me to not have this simple information but sometimes our ghosts tend to break out of character and hence get themselves into scenarios that end up leaving them with souvenirs like names, tattoos, tags.”“What kind of activities do you term as ‘breaking out of character’?”He heaved. “Activities like drinking, drinking in any locations, having emotions, expressing emotions, stopping on the way to a mission it’s doesn’t matter the reason. Having a family, getting a failing, returning to your family, burning your family, been seen anywhere near the burial of a family member.. “ he went on a d on until It was obvious and impossible to pretend that everything he said was not pretty much everything a normal wolf did.“So
ZEPHYR’S POV I lay awake, staring at the celling. Taylor snuggled in my arms and sleeping soundly. The events of these few weeks kept playing in my mind. Something about it all seemed so out of place but I couldn’t guess why. First father dies in Oscala’s hometown. A pack that had been abandoned for so long. The witch had no intention of killing him so why did she bother to bring him there where her powers were strongest? What was her real reason? Oscala said his body was filled with dark magic because he was sleeping with the witch. Hut his heart was not gripped by her magic. If he really loved her then where did he meet her? Why did she go to him to begin with? If she was really looking for SHILA’s daughter, there was so many ways she would have gone about it, father was not important.Does it mean she fell in love with father too? If so, where did they meet and who did she say she was. Father had never been the type to pick up strays, rogues or the banished. She must have posed
ERETRIA I rode the horse far into the woods beyond that old house of the chief of wolves. I had previously agreed to rendezvous with my Trump card outside the pack but since that was not going to happen then it meant he was probably going to come looking for me at the place where I and him met last and crafted the last plan.I turned east, keeping myself hidden in the forest and vegetation but the capital city of the pack has little forests so the grass and trees kept thinning out until there we barely anything left. I ditched the horse and covered my face with a cloak, navigating through the city quietly. The essence I had stolen was weaning and I was losing my face. But they wasn’t the worst part of it. The bad thing about my magic growing unstable, was the tremors and they were coming slowly. I docked behind a big house with an alley at the back fence. I leaned against the wall, breathing fast. My gripped my arm holding it down so it could stop trembling so much. It didn’t stop