Kim's POV
As I walked around the campus, waiting for Steve to finish his business, I could not help but feel out of place amongst the students. Their curious and probing gazes made me self-conscious, and I pulled my hood over my head to try and hide my face. But it was no use - they could smell my unique scent from across the field. I was suddenly jolted out of my thoughts as a student attempted to dump his drink on me. However, my quick reflexes allowed me to dodge the attack, and instead, the student ended up with his shirt drenched in orange liquid."Now look what you've done!" he exclaimed. Now we were getting some attention, the students started crowding at us and I do not like it."Sorry," I mutter. I just have to escape here as soon as possible. A larger frame is blocking my way, looking at his pissed face makes me even want to get out of here faster. He involves in that orange juice guy's friends. He was around 6 feet tall or taller than that, towering my 5'7 height."Getting somewhere?" he mumbled, I did not answer instead I turn my back on him, keeping my head down.Keep calm... Keep calm...I was trying to calm myself by keeping my breathing in check."Are you deaf?!" He pulled my right arm harshly making me gasp in pain. He was a werewolf so his strength is far from a normal human being.Some of the students around us are enjoying the show, while others are too afraid to become involved.I let out a deep breath."Let go of my arm," I whispered."Did you catch her? She's trying to give me a command." He and his friends started laughing and the crowd followed."What are you going to do about it?" He pulled my hood down exposing my bare face. His eyes are glimmering with malice, and that triumphant smile makes me want to throw up.His expression soon turns more wickedly as he examines my face. Making me disgusted just by being near him."You were really pretty. Maybe I can let you be more useful." He was trying to touch my face but I slap his hand."Don't," I warned. This time I stared him in the eyes. He was taken aback by my sudden reaction making him lose his balance. But I know too well why...As the students around me looked on in surprise, I knew it was my chance to make a quick escape. With a quick tug, I pulled my hood back, revealing my face before quickly disappearing into the crowd. The students were now too distracted by the commotion to notice me slipping away, and I could hear someone cursing in frustration as I made my escape.As I get out of the door, an alluring scent of mint and winter welcomes me. I tried to find where the source of that scent from the crowd. And there I found him leaning on his car with his blue-green eyes staring back at me.In that moment, everything else seemed to fade away and it was just the two of us. His intense stare seemed to penetrate deep into my soul, causing my entire body to tremble with anticipation. I felt as though I was being drawn into an uncharted black hole, completely captivated by him and unable to break free from his grasp.My eyes grow wide when all the realization of what is happening hits me.Mate. That thought felt so strange in my head but I do not dislike it.As I watched him march towards me, I could not help but feel a sudden lump in my throat. It was unusual for me to be so affected by someone's presence, especially someone I did not even know. But as he drew closer, I could not deny the way my heart raced and my thoughts came to a screeching halt. His blond hair glimmered in the sunlight, creating a halo of golden light around his silhouette. But as he stopped walking and grew silent, his expression turned cold, and I felt a sudden unease creeping up within me. I could hear him growl, and I could not help but wonder what was going through his mind."Come with me," he said coldly not letting me even mutter a single word. I stared at him confusedly... I can touch my heart beating so fast. I silently followed him not minding the piercing gaze of the student who wondering what is happening which is I do not even know.My chest hurts.My entire body hurts.I cannot conceive the idea that Miguel will, of his own free will, die for his people, instead of staying with me.He prefers death. The honor. The duty.I prefer love, and that's why a part of me will die when it's gone.— We have gold — Arina says suddenly with her lips pressed to my forehead. — Let's help them. Let's help the Wolf King and Prince Azerai take back the throne.— Arina, don’t talk nonsense…—Their army is within the walls of Tarus'dei, is it not? — she continues, inflamed by a determination I don't know. — Let's help them get there. There must be a chance. At least a chance to win. It is not?— Arina, all the wolves are against them...— And the people of the continent?We stared at each other in silence for a long moment, mentally debating the possibilities.Is it possible that there is any hope?— This is insane! — Azerai doesn't even bother to hide his offensive tone of voice, and is looking at me. — The people of Agreis would
— Is there a need for a reason to cause harm to another, Kim?I bite my lips.Miguel looks away. To the sea.His expression is a mystery to me, but I imagine how he must be feeling; betrayed, furious, unhappy. He barely had time to be king to his people before they unfairly took that away from him.I would like to hug him, but I just stand there next to him, my hands nervous, not knowing what to do.— The Great Houses consider the people of the continent inferior. The causes of our exile. I heard that a million times growing up — Miguel says. — Many wolves think they must die to pay for the sins of their ancestors. It was a grudge nurtured by our kings over the centuries.— Did your father believe that too?There is a long hesitation before responding.- He believed. For a long time. But he got here and didn't find the monsters he imagined. They were just… people. Like us. He wrote this in letters to me over the years. He wanted me to forget my grudge and be a king different from the
An hour passes and nothing happens.Then two and three.Arina looks out the window of our cabin all the time, trying to see something, anything, but there is nothing, just the angry sea, full of threatening ice shards the size of ships.Is our idea really good?Dock, go down to the mainland and from there try to reach Pontis Maari?The wolves would be idiots if they didn't have soldiers on land too, waiting for us. Arina and I are small women. Of course, we have white hair and that attracts attention, but a good thick fabric cap would solve the problem. But Miguel and Azerai? They are big wolves. Much larger than common iberiis. This is not easy to disguise. A wolf with one red eye and one with gold eyes? Yes, they would go unnoticed very easily…I know that the Great Houses were trying to reach the throne of the Tarus before. I know it. But I can't help but suffer knowing that I was the trigger. Without me they would have nothing against Mig.Oh, Mother. Protect us.I don't know if p
I tilt my face and kiss her wrist reverently.My Wolf King...— No — he pulls my face back, realizing what I'm doing. - No…We kiss as Miguel possesses my body for the last time.Our lips tremble.I can not stop crying.He cums in silence. Without blinking. His blood red eye stuck in mine. His hips push me against the wooden floor and I feel him filling me inside. The hot, thick jets, the smell of spices and the sea, running down my legs, wetting the tunic beneath me.I'm the first to look away, push away the hand that holds my face.Miguel walks away.I sit down and try to tidy up the destroyed clothes.He stays behind me.I see the movements in my peripheral vision and I guess that he is fastening his pants, his belt.He finished.His seed covers my legs. My body shudders with pleasure as I see the remains of what we did still on me. My pussy pulses like it wants some more. As if I want him back, even though I'm sore from the ferocity with which he took me.— This will be the last t
When we board the ship it is almost lunch time. I don't know exactly how many boxes were shipped with books, but seventeen of them are full of gold that was taken from our Mothers' secret room. Everything that wasn't secured in some way was boxed up. The rest will be picked up later.We were lucky that the ship was returning empty to Agreis after its business trip to the Salt Walls. Now its holds are cluttered with books and gold. Arina and I remain silent.I don't know what she thinks, but I believe there shouldn't be silence and reflection between us. We have gold to be free. We don't even need to go back to Tarus'dei. No one can force us to go. We can ask the ship to dock anywhere on the coast and go live our lives. People on the mainland don't know us. We can use the gold to hire a guard, buy a house. Never see wolves again in my life.But I don't say anything. Neither does she.We eat meals together, then I go down to the ship's hold and read as many books as I can.Sailors don't
We dressed in silence. Each with their own thoughts. And by looking at Miguel's distraught face I can get the idea that his thoughts are even more chaotic than mine.Was your mother a Servant of the Goddess?How is this possible?That's not possible.It is not.He is mistaken...You have to be mistaken.We returned together to the tower through the front door. We go side by side, but still in silence.I need to talk to Arina.Sleep plans were cancelled. There is no possibility of sleeping a wink with this new information before us.Azerai is near the kitchen door, talking to the Iberii. He looks at us and his gold eyes narrow in irritation, but he doesn't say anything. Miguel makes a gesture with his face and he moves away from the guards.I don't look back.I push open the kitchen door and call for Arina.She's at the sink, washing the pots and dishes from dinner, and when she looks up and sees me, her relaxed expression cools.- And now? — he asks softly.Before I can speak the door