Xander walked to his study, Ethan along with his beta Blake was already there. Blake was the one who came forward and hugged Xander tightly. "It's so good to have you back, Xander," Blake said gratefully, making the Alpha of a man hug him back and pat his shoulder. Xander walked to his head chair and sat on it. "Updates." He said curtly making both Ethan and Blake start to explain all the things to him. "You've captured one of them?" He asked calmly as Ethan nodded his head. "He hasn't opened his mouth yet," Blake informed curtly Xander's most trusted men were Ethan and Blake. They grew up together. "That's going to change soon," Xander spoke evilly; a smirk appeared on Blake's face as Xander went to the dungeons in the basement. A badly beaten man was tied to the chair with silver chains which had burnt his skin badly. The scraping sound of the chair on the floor was heard as Xander sat in front of this man. His demeanor was deadly and calm, and the trembling of that man gave a
Emma was standing there in the corner of this foreign room like a scared kitten. Her tears won't stop falling. She felt betrayed. Used. Toyed. It was as if he broke her trust into gazillions of little shreds and nothing was remaining of it. She recalled how he promised to never hurt her and yet here she was. He bit her last night, the thought alone was terrifying enough. He saved her from those men. Her eyes widened in certain realization. She recalled how he instructed her to close her eyes at that time. He hasn't beaten those thugs, perhaps he has killed them, and now as she knows his reality, she can understand why he appeared untouched at that time. One by one each and everything started to clear up in her head. One thing after another was linking together. That wolf pendant he always wore. He mentioned that it was in his roots, and now she understands what he meant. When she asked him where they were going, he said; to the fantasy world. God! How stupid was she? Her hea
"You must be hungry. I'll bring something for you to eat." Silvia announced and left the room. Emma heard the clicking sound of the lock and her heart dropped more. She has seen that monster out of Xander's house. What if... what if Xander brought her here to hand her over to that animal? Her throat was all dry and hiccups racked her form followed by small jolts of sobs. Her brain would explode with all of this. It was as if all her happiness and her life were slipping away through her fingertips and she could do nothing about it other than cry. She was so shocked and disheveled in the head after all the events of 24 hours that thinking of an escape didn't even appear in her head. The door opened again as Silvia came inside with a tray of food. Closing the door behind she walked towards her and placed the food in front of her and she sat down opposite Emma on the floor. "Please eat. You must be hungry." Silvia said politely. Emma has already wiped her face off the tears. She didn
"Hmm?" He hummed in askance of his question. Emma meekly shook her head while trying to maintain distance between their chests from touching. "I... I'm not h... hungry." She stammered while looking at the wolf pendant on his chest. "You've two choices, doll. Either you eat it right now or I'll make you eat it." He said ever so calmly. Emma gritted her teeth in anger at her helplessness. She wanted to smack his head somewhere. Tie him up and beat him like a punching bag to her heart's extent. "I see, you chose the second option." He muttered, making her immediate answer. "No... no... I... I'll eat." She said hurriedly. Her heart was beating in her head, she was afraid that he might shift into his wolf form now. What will happen to her? "Good girl." He praised and forwarded her the plate full of pasta. Emma tried to stand up but his hold on her waist tightened making her eyes snap up; meeting his for a fraction of a second. "You aren't going anywhere, now eat." He said curtly, ma
Silvia came back in the evening with some clothes and essentials. When Silvia left, Emma locked herself in the restroom and showered at a fast pace, and wore the clothes given to her by Silvia. It was a beautiful sundress that was shoulderless and ended below her knees. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. The weird purplish and bluish bite mark on her neck screamed at her of his betrayal. Walking out of the restroom she stared out of the window. Unfortunately, the room was in the front and she can see many people on the whole estate with small houses all around. The main gate was so far away and guarded well with men. She noticed the kids playing in the garden. And few of the women watering plants. All the other houses were small bungalows but the one she was in appeared like a three-story mansion and she was locked on the top floor. In no way she would be able to escape through the window. She could easily get noticed by all these people. The fact that they all were like
He looked at the claimed mark on her neck, loving it Emma was frozen at her place. All her plans and courage flew out of the window as she stood there immobile and utterly afraid of the surroundings. The scenario appears as if they were going to sacrifice her for some enchantment or something. Silvia placed her hand on Emma's back, forcing her to move forward. Her feet started moving as Silvia guided her toward the stage. "W...what's happening?" Emma stuttered in a slow voice so only Silvia could hear it. "A celebration. Moon pack found their Luna." She said in a low voice making Emma all more confused. She stiffened when Silvia forced her up on the stage and Emma stood there like a rock looking at the floor. She could hear his footsteps approaching and all she wanted to do at that moment was run for her life. Xander grabbed her cold hand in his large one, igniting sparks as he spoke. "All this time I was away for certain matters." He said it loud enough for everyone to hear.
"The fuck you mean?" His voice was cold and deadly. Emma didn't waver her eyes away from him and continued to glare at him with determination dancing in her blue orbs. "I lied." She said calmly and caressed the gauze on her hand ever so slowly. "Belle, don't fuck with me." He growled as if to warn her. "I didn't love you. I lied." She repeated those heart-wrenching words making it hard for him to wrap his head around the fact. "You didn't lie then but you're lying now." He snapped at her, earning a cold chuckle from her. "That's what you think and that's what you want to make your heart believe in." She said in a sharp voice, making his eyes narrow at her. "Your brain can't wrap around the truth, that's why you're in a denial phase." She said ruthlessly and continued. "I never loved you." She said those words again but this time she looked away from his eyes and from deep within his heart it was as if someone lifted the boulder off his chest. He could breathe again. She was lyi
Her teary eyes met his enraged ones and they both glared at each other while breathing heavily. "I will not stop." He snickered, trying to threaten her. Her chin wobbled and her lips quivered as she glared at him with her tear-filled eyes. When she didn't say a thing he lowered his lips down to her neck and gave feathery kisses there on the crook of her neck. His ragged breathing hit her ear making her toes curl as she bit her lower lip to stop herself from making any noise. "Admit that you are lying and you still love me. Then I might stop." He husked as his kisses lowered to her collarbone, igniting sparks in its wake. "I'm not lying!" She seethed like a stubborn child who was persistent in not backing down. "Then nothing can stop me!" He growled as his hand that was on the bed beside her head, ever so sensually caressed her arm and down to the side of her breast and stopped at her waist as his fingers dug in her skin. Emma was a trembling leaf under him. The sparks and need w