chapter five

Laila POV

Shit!!!

How could I forget that he was always lurking around Fiona?

He beamed at me, his smile lecherous and sickening and then he threw me on the floor.

I knew that I couldn't beg because of this perverted monster, pleading excitedly and making him go feral.

I looked around trying to find something to use to escape but I couldn't spot anything.

He seemed to have seen my movements as she spoke. “Thinking of escaping? Dream on. You hurt my mistress so you deserve to die just like your child.” He then licked his lips slowly. “Don't worry, I won't make it as quick as when I killed your child. It'll be slow and torturous and each moment will make you wish for death.”

Hearing that his hand killed my child, rage, hatred and heartaches filled me and I screamed with agony as I glared at him, tears beginning to stream down my face.

He didn't take my actions to be anything as he smirked and then raised his hand to strike down at me.

Before he could touch me though, he froze, his eyes widening comically.

He looked down at his chest and my gaze followed only for horror to fill me when I saw that right in the center was a gaping hole where his heart was meant to be.

Still unable to believe he was killed like that, Donovan collapsed to the flood, bleeding out, with his eyes wide open in shock.

I stared at his corpse and then looked back up to where he had been standing.

I flinched back in shock when I saw that someone was standing there.

A ruggedly handsome man with silver hair was standing there, his head tilted to the side in confusion.

My eyes widened when I noted that the man's hand was holding out Donovan's already stale heart which was coated and dripping with blood.

I gulped and froze, unsure what the hell was happening.

A look of enlightenment crossed the stranger's eyes and he suddenly inched closer to me before squatting, making our eyes level.

“Mate.” He declared, his voice firm and without any uncertainty.

I stared at him in confusion at first unable to understand why he was suddenly calling me mate but I soon gaped at him when I felt it.

The empty and hollow feeling from when Damien rejected me was gone. Now, it was replaced with a thrumming fire and I could almost feel the familiar yet unfamiliar pull towards this stranger.

This man who had appeared so suddenly and brutally killed Donovan in just a strike was my mate.

“Y..y..you.. you” I was unable to piece together a sentence as I kept stuttering.

“Cute.” He said, his lips curving into a blinding smile while my mind went haywire.

What the hell was happening?

Just then, the pitter patter of numerous feets echoed in the room and my heart dropped to my feet as I noted that Damien and Fiona had caught up and they had also brought a few guards along with them.

Shit! I should have run. How can I escape now?

“That's her! Take her and kill her before she runs again.” Fiona suddenly shouted, her shrill voice echoing in the room.

I winced.

I didn't notice that the stranger's face had hardened visibly as I was still thinking of a way to escape. It was only when he rose to his full height that I paid attention to him.

He glared at Fiona with a gaze that spoke volumes of how he wanted to kill her.

“You want to touch my mate? I would like to see with which guts you would be able to.” He declared sneering and if it were in another scenario, I would have felt warm at being protected but after everything I couldn't bring myself to feel anything especially when I noted that Damien and Fiona had the advantage in numbers.

“Who the hell do you think you are? Guards, kill him too.” Fiona ordered.

“Kill me?” The stranger scoffed and then he released his aura.

It was suffocating and immediately made me want to kneel and submit but it was obviously not directed at me which showed how powerful it was.

Damien's eyes widened. “L..ly…ly..ly” he kept stuttering while shivering in fear, unable to piece together a single word.

My brows furrowed as I looked at the stranger in confusion.

For the normally cool and collected Damien to be this flustered, who was this man?

“Lycan Kieran.” Damien finally spat out and then he immediately fell to his knees not forgetting to drag Fiona too.

My mind immediately blanked out.

Lycan Kieran? Lycan? As in the supreme ruler of all werewolves? The one who is above all Alphas?

My eyes widened dramatically.

What the fuck was going on?