Something wasn't right. I knew it long before I opened my eyes. Something bad, something I didn't want to remember, had happened and it was waiting for me on the other side of wakefulness. And though my subconscious tried to protect me from the pain that waited for me on the other side, my body was already resuming its normal functions without any prompting from me. My eyes sprang open. I immediately squinted at the bright lights overhead.
I sat up quickly, too quickly. The room spun for a moment, then steadied. I groaned as my fingers touched a raised bump at the back of my head. The bump immediately brought everything into clear, sharp focus. I remembered trying to run away from the huge men. I remembered Lora screaming for me to be caught while my father looked on. I remembered being grabbed and knocked out cold. I whimpered in fright. That meant I was in Alpha Ryder's pack now. I took in my surroundings. I was in a small room, sitting on a single sofa. The only window here had bars. Was I some sort of prisoner then? Was Alpha Ryder already angry with me for trying to run away? Lora's words echoed in my head. "Alpha Ryder is a ruthless man... There are rumors, terrible rumors of what he does to people who make him angry." I put my hands in front of my face and saw that they had begun to shake. But there was no one in the room with me. Perhaps I could still escape. My gaze darted to the door and just before I could make a move towards it, it opened. The biggest man I had ever met walked in. Apart from his build, his face was breathtaking. Nearly overlong lashes framed his vivid green eyes, while a tousled thatch of glossy, black hair framed his handsome face. We stared at each other for a long moment. "Finally. You're awake," he said in a deep rumbling voice only a man of that build would have. Seeing him sucked my breath away. I was transported back to the night of the mating ceremony. I felt an inexplicable pull towards him as though my life had been leading to all this moment. My wolf stirred within me, claiming him as her mate. I gasped at the realization that this man, whoever he was, was my second chance mate. "I was beginning to think that my people hit you a little too hard," he continued. "You may have guessed who I am, or maybe not," he amended as he took in my still-wondering expression. "I am Alpha Ryder." I gasped again. I didn't think I was capable of normal speech just yet. Ryder? This was Alpha Ryder? I had heard of him. Everyone in my pack had heard of him. Everyone said he was a savage, cruel man. How could a man everyone thought of as a beast be so devastatingly handsome? And why was he acting as though he couldn't sense our mate bond? I was curling my hands into fists to keep from launching myself into his arms. So far I was succeeding, but my wolf was by far harder to control. "Alpha," I said breathlessly. Then I paused as I tried to marshal my thoughts into words. He merely raised a brow, watching me struggle. Apart from the fact that he was completely disregarding our mate bond, he was also more than a little intimidating. "Alpha, don't you... feel it? The- the bond? The mate bond?" He was quiet for a long moment and I thought he wouldn't answer. "I suppose I need to make some things very clear," he said. "Firstly, you are not here to relax, to be at ease." He looked meaningfully at the sofa I was still sitting on. "Secondly, you will be working in my pack as a slave to pay back the money your father owes me. Yes, a slave," he acted, reacting to my startled look. He kept looking me over, like I was a particularly good specie of cow he wanted to trade. "As for the bond you mentioned, it's quite laughable that you would think for a moment that I would claim you as my mate. Kiara, you aren't even worthy to be a member of my pack in the first place. Did you get that?" I simply stared at him, as my brain desperately tried to play catch-up with my ears. "I said, did you get that?" he repeated a note of menace in his voice. He took half a step towards me. His eyes flashed and burned. It was at that moment I knew why people referred to him as a dangerous man. Fear pooled in my stomach. I nodded twice jerkily. "Yes, Alpha," I squeaked. A muscle in his jaw jumped as he stared down at me. "You will find that I expect prompt answers whenever I ask you a question. And like I said, completely erase the notion of a union between us because that will never happen." He was almost at the door before he turned once more. "I hope for your sake that you're physically strong enough to work. I have no patience for weaklings." The door clicked shut behind him and the tears I had been desperately holding back spilled over. I buried my face in my hands as I wept uncontrollably. What was wrong with me? I had been rejected by my first mate and turned into a slave by the other. What had I done in my past life for the moon goddess to punish me so cruelly? I nearly fell off the bed when I heard the door open again, thinking Alpha Ryder had returned. I quickly wiped my teary eyes and looked up. Another devastatingly handsome man had walked in. He was staring right at me. For the third time, I felt that this stranger was a missing part of me, the part that kept me whole. 'Mate,' my wolf screamed.Kiara’s POV The day of Ryder’s coronation anniversary drew closer and which signified that the responsibility that he had placed into my hands was approaching. After that night he proclaimed the duty he entrusted to my care, and I have been working, trying to make his day perfect and beautiful. I spent each morning and noon in the garden, looking out for and taking notes of each flower’s characteristics. From their leaf anatomy, to their stalk, to their scent, and most importantly their colors. I needed his day to be big, bright, and stunning. A maiden took a liking to me and we spent each morning together, walking around the garden, having small talks until it was late in the evening and I had to return to the manor to make dinner for Ryder and Brandon. “You spent your day in the garden today?” Brandon asked out of the blue as we settled down to eat at the dining hall. “Yes,” I dreaded my answer as I was surprised that he figured. “You do not have to sound that way. I knew
Kiara’s POV Months flew by like seconds after my return. Everything felt right, there was peace, joy, happiness, and no conflict in the pack. No wars, no harassments, no rogue attacks. When Brandon and Ryder broke the news to me about who I truly am, a hybrid, everything began to make absolute sense. Me not being able to manifest my wolf and my strange powers that overwhelm my being. “Will I be able to have a wolf?” I asked, glancing at both of them. “We can’t say for sure sweetness, but we believe you will,” Brandon answered calmly. “Hopefully I do. There is no one whose Luna is wolfless,” I said in a low tone. “That is the least of my worries,” Ryder reassured me, and that melted my heart taking all of my worries out. The festival of Ryder’s coronation anniversary is fast approaching and as scared as I am of participating in the ceremony, I know I need to be there. Heck, he is my mate. I have noticed that the behavior and responses to me have lessened. Some acted a littl
Ryder’s POV “Never! We won’t allow it,” one of the elders yelled across the room. Since the news on who Kiara really is broke out, the elders summoned Brandon and me immediately. There have been controversies about her being a curse upon the pack and the news about her being a hybrid made the elders angrier than they were in the past. “Can we kindly cut the maiden some slack? She just got back to the pack for the goddess’s sake. Let her catch some breath before you summon her to this meeting,” I said to them, standing ten toes on the fact that Kiara would not be present in today's meeting, the next, or any other. The manner in which she was treated the last time really cut me deep and I would not want my Luna to be ridiculed once more. “You are the core enabler of her character,” one of the elders called out and his words were followed by mumbles. “Let it be known in this room and beyond that I am the Alpha, the ruler, and some proprietor of this pack. Even though you all ar
Ryder’s POV I watched her reactions at each step of the way, from how much she laughed, to how overwhelmed she felt, to a tiny piece of anger, and to her wide beautiful smile she had when I handed her the bouquet. My heart was racing, in the hope that Brandon had everything planned out already as we had stated the night before. I knew Kiara was pissed by his absence but only if she knew how much we had both poured ourselves into this, into welcoming her back home. “Oh, I missed this sight,” she moaned all-out as we approached the Manor. “It stands so tall as always,” she added looking at me with bright eyes. “Yes it does my princess,” I responded to her as I packed my car right out the stairs leading to the main entrance. I noticed her struggling with balancing her bouquet on one hip so one of her hands would be free to open the door by her side.“Don’t be silly you. I will get the door,” I reprimanded her at once because what does she think she is pulling off. “Sorry,”
Kiara’s POVThe ride to the Manor was a good one. From the music blasting through the speakers to Ryder singing along and acting like a teenager, to me giggling at him because this was the first time he dropped the Alpha regalia and acted his age. A sight to behold. When he stopped to get ice cream like he promised, he wore his high-pitched accent once more. “Why do you keep doing that,” I said to him while I was trying to gasp for air from laughing at his fake accent. “Because it makes you laugh so loud,” he answered as he stared into my eyes. We both gazed at each other for a while before we were distracted by the voice of the waiter who called out signaling that our order was ready. “Thank you,” Ryder said to him. “Do I know you from somewhere?” the waiter asked, directing his question to Ryder. “You sure don’t,” Ryder responded, wearing his accent once more. Before he rolled up his window and tightened his seatbelt. “You just lied to that young man back there, didn’
Kiara’s POV“You are finally set to go home,” Ryder announces to me as he walks into my ward, holding my discharge card in his hand, waving it from left to right. It has been two long days in the hospital. Ryder and Brandon talked about speaking to the doctor about my discharge, but he insisted that I stay back for at least 48hours so they could monitor my health and heart rate balance. Since I understand that they are looking out for me, I miss the Manor so much. I miss what home felt like. Hearing the news that I have to finally get back home made me feel like a child who was placed in a bucket of candy. Looking down at the hospital gown I had on, I knew this was not befitting as a return wear to the pack after so long. As if Ryder had read my mind, he said to me, “Oh Missy, my Luna is definitely not wearing that out of this ward. Here is a lovely silk dress for you my love.” He had the whitest smile, flashing it to me as he handed me the box of clothes. “Thank you,” I mu