Chapter 2

Azazel pushed at him but Zander didn’t let him take control. 

“We found her alone in the boat, unconscious,” Vilkas informed, “Looks like she’s escaping from someone,” he added. 

Azazel growled inside as Zander carried her to the bedroom. Touching her skin gave his wolf all kinds of pleasure and he wanted to claim her right then and there. 

Settle down, Azazel! 

Zander growled, trying to control his wolf. 

Take her! Azazel growled back, 

No, Zander replied but his wolf tried to take control of his body which Zander didn’t let him do. 

Laying her on the bed carefully, Zander stepped back and stared at her in disbelief. He’s confused, he never wanted a mate but now, looking at his soulmate, he didn’t understand what he should do with her. 

She’s the epitome of feminine beauty, Zander couldn’t take his eyes off her face which screamed of innocence. Her long black hair and hourglass figure, soft skin. 

Azazel kept whining about not claiming her but Zander ignored him completely. 

He observed her, quietly standing beside her. He could feel something was not right, he just couldn't put his finger on it, he knew she was a werewolf but she smelled something different. 

Is she an omega?  He thought but was unsure. 

Omegas don’t smell this good! Azazel growled. 

“Your highness,” a maid walked into the room with her head down, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Change her clothes,” He ordered and walked out of the room. 

He had a storm in his mind, he didn’t want a mate but looking at her and her tiny feminine body he didn’t understand those strange sensations happening to him. He knew this was mating-bond doings, and ignored them.

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Azazel kept whining and complaining the whole night, and Zander had a hard time controlling his wolf. Azazel is growing restless to meet his mate and touch her, Zander struggles to keep him contained. 

Waking up, Zander was tired. His wolf kept him most of the night. After freshening up, he walked straight to the room where he left his mate last night. 

As he pushed the door open, his eyes landed on the peacefully sleeping beauty. 

Azazel growled possessively and pushed at him, trying to take over but Zander didn’t give him the control to do what he wanted. As he walked closer to her, he noticed bruises over her shoulders, looking at them a low growl left his lips. 

Someone hurt our mate! Azazel growled angrily. 

Zander clenched his jaw as his eyes stared at the bruises, his fingers pushed the dress aside and his eyes widened in rage as his eyes made contact with those marks that married her fair skin. A large pulse of anger shot through his veins. 

Who the fuck did this to our mate!!! 

Azazel was on edge. 

Suddenly a loud scream echoed into the quiet room which made Zander look at her face. His blue eyes came in direct contact with her widened emerald orbs. 

Rosabel stared at him with wide eyes in utter shock and fear. She immediately moved away from him in absolute fear and panic. She could feel her blood running cold as she realized who was standing in front of her and was touching her skin while she was sleeping seconds earlier. 

He’s the alpha king Zander!!

She thought and her throat dried up due to terror. 

Zander Blackwood of Blood Moon Pack.

Rose remembered those rumours she heard about him. The blood moon pack and the king are talked about as if it were a scary rumour, she couldn’t name anyone who saw the king in person  and lived.  

If there was anything or anyone to fear more than the blood moon pack then it was the barbaric Alpha king, Zander Blackwood. 

Everything she heard about him and his pack rushed to her mind. As blood, carnage and vile images flooded her mind, she couldn’t resist the urge to shudder in absolute terror.

The fear Zander saw in her eyes made his wolf angry, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him. A small gasp left her lips at his sudden action. 

As she was pulled towards him, she smelled it. 

Sandalwood with citrus notes. The fresh smell of earth and grass after it rains. 

This smell filled her nostrils and her body became stiff. While her mind screamed and her heart slammed against her ribcage, she could feel herself taking deep breaths of his intoxicating smell. 

Mate! Kalea, her wolf screamed in joy while her entire world came crashing down. 

No, this can’t be happening. 

She couldn’t move. She couldn’t breathe. 

She’s trapped. 

Her throat tightened, she couldn’t swallow. 

Mate!! We found our Mate!! 

Kalea… He’s the Alpha king, We can’t be his mate!

Zander was towering over her as she looked at him in horror, her eyes began taking in the frame of his body which was enormous, his hands were as big as her entire face and she thought how easily he could end her life with those huge hands. 

She was reminded of the rugged mountains as she looked at him. His stance is dominant and powerful. Though rumours described him as a vicious monster, he looked anything but. His dark hair was as dark as the night and a bit long and reached the back of his neck. His sharp yet chiselled jawline is framed by full eyebrows, lips and a set of blue eyes.

His face was cold and emotionless, it could be carved from rock. , she noticed that he was displeased. 

Maybe he didn’t want us as his mate, she thought. 

 A small glimmer of hope woke her and it fluttered her stomach. She thought, Maybe he’ll let us go. 

But that hope was extinguished as he finally spoke to her. 

“Mine,” His rough and deep voice announced in a feral growl. 

She was terrified. 

She couldn’t muster up the strength in her as she tried to speak. 

“You-Your highness...The-there mu-must b-be a mi-mistake…” she stuttered, trembling in sheer fear and began pushing him with her tiny hands pressed to his huge chest. 

Irritated by her weak attempts, Zander grabbed her wrist and a shriek escaped her lips as he twisted her wrist behind her back. He grabbed her jaw and pushed her face to the side, dipping his face into the crook of his neck. 

Inhaling her sweet scent. 

“So good,” He muttered, making her body tremble. His hold on her wrist was so tight that a whimper escaped her lips. 

A shiver ran down her body as she felt something warm licking the side of her neck, she immediately jolted in her place. His tongue licked her, and a wave of sparks rushed through her veins to her entire body making her shiver. 

Noticing her swallowing hard, his eyes fell on her flare swan-like neck that looked so tempting to him. 

“Please, Le-Let m-me g-go,” She spoke, tears rolling in her eyes. 

“No,” he hissed, his hot breath hitting her sensitive skin making her jolt with sparks. 

“You are mine!” His deep voice announced, growing deeper with each word.

Author’s Note:-

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