~MAYA’S POV"What!" I screeched. "I’m not gonna repeat myself." He said with a stern expression. I stared at him as silence encircled us for what felt like a minute. My eyes were dead set on his, trying to make sure he said what I thought he said. My mouth grew dry when he didn't flinch or laugh, not like he ever would.I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat as I licked my dry lips watching his eyes tracing my actions before he looked back up at me, and pulled away, folding his arms and watching me."I don’t have all day." He said.Is he for real right now? Does he want me to do it? Of course, he does. "You don’t have all day for what?" I asked in disbelief gracing my words and my face.He scoffed. "You just want to get me angry than am already am, don’t you? But you know what, I will just repeat myself, I asked you to fuck-""No! Don’t say it, you don’t have to complete the sentence." I said not wanting to hear him out "You can tell me to do anything, but that- that I won
~ MAYA’S POVI think Ashton was pulled back by what I said yesterday. Which is kind of a good thing, right?For some reason, he didn’t come back to the room last night, I don’t know where he spent the night and I have no intention of asking him. I’m just glad that he didn’t mention anything about the punishment. I am presently standing behind the kitchen counter making Ashton his evening coffee. This man takes coffee every single minute of the day. I wonder if he will ever get tired of it. While adding a tablespoon of coffee powder, I look through the wide window between the living room and kitchen. Ashton seems to be very close with his grandpa, they have been talking all day and not to mention that they trained together. It’s pretty impressive to see a seventy-year-old man holding weights. Even I can’t do that in my twenties. With the way Ashton speaks to his mother and everyone else around here, including me, I’m beginning to believe that the only person Ashton likes is his gran
~ ASHTON’S POVI feel like running deep into the forest until my lungs burn out from being deprived of oxygen. But will that burn down the pain in my heart? Will that make me feel better?I don’t think so.My wolf, Blake, is furious and I am not any less angry. I am fed up with everything, if I could just disappear from existence everything would have been fine. I would have been fine. I always try to put to blame on others, to make myself feel better but as much as I do that, I know very well that it’s my fault. I am the cause of everything. Talking about my mate always gets me angry and it hurts me to an extent that I can’t control my emotions any longer. It weakens me and gets the tears out of me. I sometimes lose my anger, temper, emotions, and every single feeling that comes along. I might sound silly or maybe stupid but this is who I am. I’m that darkness that can’t be seen in the light. I turn my gaze to Maya the moment she walked into the room. The look on her face was enou
~ MAYA’S POV"Where am I?" I questioned myself scrutinizing my surrounding. I am in the middle of the forest. I don’t remember being here or how I even got here. Vexing thoughts and scared images pile up in my mind, trying to make sense of my situation.Everywhere is dark, sounds saturate the forest, insect buzz, frogs yelp, birds shriek, mammals scuttle, and bats click. Even the trees seem to pulsate with sound, as the din ricochets off the high canopy and cascades back to earth on a tidal wave of noise. I began walking further, hoping to get a way out of whatever forest I am. My actions immediately halted the second I heard noises come from inside the woods. My breath caught in my throat as my heart began hammering in my chest, every pump accentuated and sped up. A wave of fear washes over me and I take a step backward. Someone rather than something is inside."H-hello, is anyone there?" My voice drummed into my ears as I stammered. My voice was heard throughout the forest which
"There is something about you that makes you different." He said standing up. He walked towards me and stood a few feet away from me.My mouth sealed as Nausea filled me up. He knows and now he’s gonna eat me alive. My palms began sweating as I looked down unsure of what to say. I want to deny the fact that I’m a human but I think it’s unnecessary because he somehow sees through me and he has already made up his mind. He won’t believe anything I tell him.He cocks his head, studying me "Who are you, Maya?" He asked "I don’t understand." I am glad I sound normal and not like the scary cat I feel on the inside. "You’re a human but different." He said and I feel my heart skip a beat.My stomach drops and I break out in a cold sweat. I gulped down the lump that formed in my throat and the uneasy grip of control I have slipped."I have a question for you Maya." He said I swallowed the lump in my throat as I prepare myself mentally for whatever hardball question he has for me. What other
~ MAYA’S POVI have Alpha Zata’s words and I’m very glad about that. Although I feel strange because he doesn’t want me to be killed until he figures out who exactly I am. I don’t know what he means by that but I don’t think it’s something I should be worried about. Ashton seems to be quite busy with training and other stuff that he hardly even knows what I’m doing. I thank god that he is not all in my business. After breakfast today, I head out of the house to go to the library. Thanks to Ashton’s busy schedule, I was able to round up all of the historical books I have been reading lately. I didn’t really find out much after reading it but I am hoping that I will when I get to the library. I plan on spending my entire day there, researching. I have to figure things out as quickly as possible because I don’t think I’m doing any good job hiding my identity and I don’t want Ashton to find out why I came here in the first place. Once I arrived at the library, I approached the librarian
"I know everything about you." My heart frantically beat against its cage of ribs as I recalled who he is. He’s the old man I met at the market the other day.My body rooted to the ground as my gaze locked itself in his. I want to run away from him but I can’t, I’m freaking out right now not because he’s the weird man from the market but because he claims to know everything about me. What exactly does he mean by everything? Does he know that I’m not a werewolf? Does he suspect me of being a human? Does he know my purpose for being here?Oh God! Maybe he does no wonder he’s so confident. His eyes were frantically scrutinizing me. His wrinkled face, his dry lips, and his whole gesture were making me hope that there is no danger. I can’t risk anyone finding out, if he truly knows everything about me, I might have to take care of things differently. "You’re not leaving until you hear me out." He turns to drag the chair. This is my perfect chance to run but I can’t bring myself to do t
My gaze was pinned on the pendant, my body rooted to its position, my mind was blank and I couldn’t bring myself to believe that he was holding my type of pendant.It’s not possible. "Now will you listen to me?" He asked I looked between him and the chain’s pendant he was holding, unsure of what to say, my mouth blurted, tired of being in suspense. "Where did you get that from?" I asked; my voice came out lower than intended.He smiles and looks at the pendant "It’s one of a kind, isn’t it?" He said taking steps closer to me "It’s very special and think we both know why." He stands feet away from me. My gaze is still pinned on him and I wait for him to answer my question. He finally takes the last step toward me leaving me no room for movement. "You thought It’s a single piece, right?" "How did you get it?" I asked again The smile on his face never fade as his eyes flickered from my face to the chain I was wearing. "May I?" He asked. Not waiting for a response he hold the necklac