MasukProfessor Alexander was at least ten years older than I was. He was the youngest professor in the college, making his age twenty-eight. This meant that he knew I was his mate yet he didn't tell me about it. Was this the reason he hated me? I had many questions for him. Our gaze met and his orbs glinted as if he could hear every one of my thoughts.
“Get to your seat, Lana!” He growled, his voice vicious and mean as always. Quickly, I got up and went to my seat. For a second, I was confused but then I knew that my thought was right. Professor Alexander did not look surprised and he could smell me too. He knew I was his mate. He was probably waiting for me to come off age to reject me. Great, my bad luck extended to my mate. I had never thought that someone was coming to save me anyway. ‘No, he is supposed to save us. He is our only hope out of that house and now he's ignoring us?’ I chuckled because my wolf was different from me. She sounded more feisty, the part of me that had never seen the light of day. “What is your name?” I asked. ‘Well, I have two options. You can either call me Elena or Bella.’ She smiled in the back of my mind and it felt so much better having someone to talk to who wasn't mad or angry at me. “I love Elena. Plus, my name is Lana, it goes together.” She jumped in the back, her excitement bleeding into me, and I laughed out. “Lana, could you share with the class what is funny?” I raised my head and saw Professor Alexander staring back at me. His sapphire eyes were cold as if made of ice. The rest of the class sneered at me, but I was used to that. I just wasn't used to this cold stare from Alexander. He had always dismissed me and showed he didn't like me at all but his stares were never this cold. Perhaps it was, it just hurt more now that I knew he was my mate. My heart constricted, and it felt like it stopped pumping blood. “Are you deaf, Lana?!” He growled at me making me jerk. The class burst out laughing. I wasn't able to say a word, I just stared directly at him. After the class, I made a mental note to ask him some questions. I needed to know the truth. Deep down, I knew. I knew the answer but I wanted to hear it directly from him. A few steps away from me he was, clad in a black suit which was the same color as his wavy hair. Alexander wasn't only the youngest professor in the college, he was also the most handsome man. He walked into a classroom and I followed, stepping in to find him resting against a table, one leg crossed over the other. “You got your wolf?” He asked softly, his arm folded in front of his body. He has an impassive expression. “Yes,” I answered quietly. “So you know, now.” He grabbed his bag, unzipped it, and dipped his hand into it. “You are my mate. You must have known but you never told me.” He paused and looked at me. “I thought it was a mistake at first until the scent became persistent. Now, that you are of age, I can tell you my true feelings. I don't like you, Lana and I never will like you.” He spoke softly like he was saying something so casual yet every word shattered my heart. I didn't know why it hurt so much as if I didn't know the truth the moment I got his scent. He had always hated me. He rebuked me even for the slightest thing. Did I think he was going to accept me as a mate? “You can't reject me,” I said, swallowing. He lifted his head, meeting my eyes. “I will pay you. You can leave the pack and have a better life. Me and you, we can never work.” “I know but you can't reject me. If you reject me my life will crumble. Even if you don't want me, don't reject me.” My lips trembled as I said the words. I was begging to live. Every day I faced hatred in this pack if my mate ever rejected me, I would die. He sighed. “Until when?” He asked. “Until I find my second chance, someone who will help me live and strengthen me.” My vision was blurry from my tears yet I stared into his eyes and I saw them glaze over before he looked away, nodding. “I hope you find them quick enough.” But I knew I would never be able to find anyone. Tears gathered in my eyes and I turned around to not cry in his presence. “That bastard!” My wolf growled in my head, hurt and anger mixed in her tone. There was just one plan for me. I was going to die. Dad didn't like me anyway and I was sure stepmother and Annalise would take care of him. Annalise was my fifteen-year-old younger sister, she loved Dad too and she was different from Lady Tina. Although she was never home. I waited until this time because of my mate. I thought I would be lucky even when I sometimes doubted it. Meeting him now, I realized I had been deceiving myself. He would never love me. Even I didn't love myself. Death was the best option. I was going to say bye to Daddy and die. ‘You are kidding, right?’ My wolf came forward but I ignored her, shoving her back. I had made my decision. Getting home, Lady Tina glared at me. “Why are you so late?” She asked. “I am sorry,” I muttered and walked to the kitchen to begin the preparation for dinner. “The visitor is going to be here soon, be quick with the food preparation!” She walked out of the kitchen. I sighed and brought out the ingredients that I needed. “Happy birthday to you… Happy birthday to you…” A gentle voice whispered. I turned around and saw Annalise coming in with a cupcake and one candle on it. My eyes watered as she walked gently toward me. “You are here,” I whispered, my voice throaty. I didn't think she was going to be around. Lady Tina made sure Annalise was never around, occupying her with school activities and training. She nodded, getting to me and stretching the cake to my face. “Blow the candle,” she said. Tears rolled down both sides of my face. I had never been bought a birthday cake mostly because Annalise was never here during my birthday. “Make a wish,” she said. “Don’t cry, I don't want mommy hearing and coming to interrupt.” I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands before blowing on the cake. I closed my eyes to make a wish but nothing came into my head making me realize how much I had lost hope in miracles. I opened my eyes and saw Annalise looking at me. “I missed you so much, sister!” She spread her arms and I stepped into her embrace. “I missed you more.” She could never imagine how much I wish she was here with me. “But, how come you are here? Stepmom never allows you to come home. Even during summer, you are in Luna training school.” “Yes, but Mom said she has something important to say to us. She mentioned we were going to be having a visitor and I needed to be there. Do you know how happy I was when she said so, I jumped all over my dorm like a lunatic.” She laughed and I chuckled, wiping my tears. I couldn't help but wonder who the visitor was for Lady Tina to allow Annalise back home. Who was this visitor?LENA. Leilani sat on my couch while I packed my bags.Then I grabbed my keys from the drawer below the TV when a knock came on my door. I froze, wondering who it was. My gaze slowly moved to Leilani; she was playing with the cube game that I had given her to distract her. Gently, I walked over to the door, grabbing the key as if it were a self-defense tool. Who was it? Fear ran through my spine. I grabbed the door handle and twisted it open. Pulling it back, I was met with a familiar face. Jenna. Only after did I realise that I had been holding my breath. She stepped in, holding her kids. They walked in and instantly Leilani’s face popped up. “Lena,” she said. I ran a hand through my hair. “I am leaving,” she added and then I turned to her. “I am sorry. I apologise for everything I did to you. Alexander deserved to be with you and not me.” She stepped closer while I stared at her. I didn't know whether to forgive her or ask her why she kept the truth away from me. For y
ALEXANDER. The first thing I saw was Royce collapsing to the floor. It was dark yet I could see him wriggle in pain on the floor. My heart skipped a beat as I instinctively moved forward, ready to grab him, to pull him up but then a strange woman stepped between us. Her eyes, sharp and unwavering, met mine, and I froze. There was power in her gaze, something I couldn’t yet name. She moved her hand in sync with the chant that fell out of her mouth. The words twisted through the air like coils of smoke. Goosebumps grew on my skin from every chant that left her mouth. Royce screamed in agony. His cried were so raw, so primal, it sent shivers down my spine. I reached out, my fingers trembling, but she commanded me to step back. I froze yet listened to her. I could not explain how and why I did. The cries filled the dark room. Dread grew. What was happening? How did I get here? Why was she punishing Royce and not me? Perhaps she wanted to be done with him and come for me? I tried
LENA.A pain hit first, sharp and metallic, slicing across my neck where the knife had grazed me. I gasped, stumbling backward Into the bed but the pain was fleeting, disappeared as quickly as it came. My body tensed at first but then relaxed as the sting faded, leaving me oddly weightless. My fingers brushed the spot where the knife mark sat, it was healed. I blinked, trying to catch my bearing. Royce was in the room and he stood in front of Tracy with a cocky smirk. He didn't look like he cared about her. It pained me that I couldn't interfere. This was her moment hence I let her have it. Still, I couldn't believe she let him treat her like trash for ten years. Yet, she helped him. She sacrificed through the years while he lived like a king. Made me realise my pain was nothing compared to hers. I didn't know why I could suddenly feel her pain. Was it because I marked her? I understood her and I really wanted to shield her from Royce. Protect her and never let him get close e
TRACY. It was her choice to make yet I knew it was going to be hard to make.But that was the only way to save him. Her mate.Right now, I have accepted my fate. I was not meant to be loved. All my life I tried for Royce to fall in love with me. Even when he was not good enough, and everyone hated him in the pack, I chose him. “I told you not to choose him,” Mom’s voice echoed in the back of my head, reminding me that I knew his fate yet I chose him. He was never meant to hold a powerful position… Never. I made him who he is today. “Lena, you have to believe me, please. I will not hurt you,” I said but she did not look like she believed me. “And what will marking you do?”I could not tell her. She wasn’t going to understand yet I needed her to believe me. “Remember I saved you. Without me right now your memories would be lost and you will be obedient to Royce, believe me." She looked away, thinking about what I had just said. But time was slipping by. It had to end today.
LENA. I kept tossing and turning on the bed, thinking about what Tracy had said. Was she going to put an end to everything? How? The way she cried makes me think she was in pain. Perhaps whatever decision she was going to make was going to cause her pain. I sat up and turned to the door wishing I could leave the room but my leg was still paralysedOkay, where are they? They have been quiet for too long. I couldn’t help but wonder what they were up to. I wished I could get my phone to reach my mom and the kids. They must be worried sick about me right now. I ran a hand in my hair, the mental fatigue kicking in now. How do I escape from this? How do I sit here and trust Tracy? To what extent would Royce go to get what he wants? Just then, the door was pushed back from the other side. I shifted my gaze toward the door eagerly and then Tracy stepped in. Finally. I didn't know why I felt a bit of excitement, but I was happy she came back. “I brought you dinner,’ she said wal
ALEXANDER. “Do you even know what you just got yourself into?” Lans pulled me aside, away from Ken and the elders. “What? Didn’t you see the way the bastard spoke to me?” I spat, hissing. I felt like I was being challenged and I hated that so much. How could I let that slide? And he was going to think that I was some weak asshole. “Well, you should have controlled yourself. But you couldn't because you are so fixed up about some Lena girl.” I turned my gaze to him the moment he mentioned Lena. “She is not some Lena girl!” I corrected immediately, glaring at him. He raised his hand in the air in surrender. “But, do you even know what the sword of royals means or you just jumped into a decision without knowing the risk?” He asked and I shook my head. Now I was curious to know what it meant. “Tell me,” I said and he shook his head. “The sword of royals is a royal sword, has the blood of all the past Alphas. It is a symbol of royalty, and only a true-blood Alpha can touch it. Or…







