“Come with me,“ he ordered. “I'm not going anywhere!“ Freya stood her ground, looking up at his blank face. Something flashed past his dark eyes as he heard her. “You really have some guts, don't you?“ “Well, I don't care what this is. I don't care why I'm in a wedding gown and why I'm being treated like I chose this. You could kill me if you want. But I'm not—” “Is this about the kiss, my Lady?“ he asked, sounding amused. Freya wanted the ground to open up and swallow her at that moment. Her face went scarlet red and she almost forgot the other reason why she was angry. “Why should I care about the fact that you didn't kiss me? I barely know you and—” “Right.“ That was all he said before he gently grabbed her waist and crushed his lips on hers...
View MoreFREYA It didn't take me long to realise that Karen had been the one to yell "stop." I couldn't fathom her reasons, considering the immense respect she held for Draven. She wouldn't dare interfere in his affairs. Almost all hope had slipped away when Draven, surprisingly, released his grip on me and stepped back. His eyes returned to their usual black hue. His gaze shifted from the ABBADON sisters to me, and genuine anger spread across his features. What had happened during my absence? What had I done wrong? Draven walked away, disappearing majestically from our sight. Stace and Susan remained seated on the ground, trembling, avoiding my gaze. Karen distanced herself from them, staring into the sky. I was left bewildered and isolated once again. “Karen… please, what happened?“ I implored. Karen shifted her gaze from the sky to me, her expression as though she were meeting me for the first time. "Why did you leave?" Her question sent a chill of regret down my spi
FREYA I tried to scream and wiggle against the strong arms around me but it was useless. I couldn't make out my surroundings as my view was clouded with darkness. Whoever had seized me possessed both immense strength and an ominous, otherworldly power. My breath started to dye down, the air so hot that I exhaled forcefully to keep myself conscious. Draven had warned me not to move, but I didn't listen. I wouldn't blame him if he left without saving me from… Suddenly, I fell flat to the ground, my nostrils enveloped by the smell of fresh grass. My chest heaved as I tried to catch my breath, and I thanked God for saving me for yet another time. I abruptly got up, and found myself staring at Draven who had a blank expression on his face. Subconsciously, I turned to look around and see the person who had grabbed me. But the forest was still, the sounds and smell of nature persisting like I had imagined what happened. My heart raced in panic and confusion, seeing how Draven's gaze
FREYA A deep root of fear gripped my heart as Draven said those words. He was going to make me regret running away from him. But why? Shouldn't it make him happy since he once said he hated me and promised that I wouldn't last long? As he walked into the forests with me in his arms, I gripped his arms tightly for fear of slipping out of his hold. He seemed really frustrated and enraged, like coming to save me was the biggest inconvenience he'd ever had to deal with. My body shook and vibrated occasionally as the experience of the past minutes repeatedly played on my mind. Draven has saved me from different troubles more than two times now. First from the castle guards who were going to “let me rot in the dungeon”, and then earlier today from being harmed by Karen's angry wolf, and now he has also saved me from being raped—all in the space of three days. A teardrop slipped off my eyes as I thought of those things. I had lost all hope back at the stream but he still came
DRAVEN I was outside talking with my men and putting them in order when I felt the aura emanating as a result of the name ABBADON being said out. I didn't want to leave my men so I looked around for general Karen so she would go in and manage whatever was unfolding. But surprisingly, she was nowhere in sight. It was only after inquiring from one of my men that I learnt she had since entered the house. My heart raced at the thought, because I knew general Karen was one of the people that hated their kind the most, and on a personal level since her younger brother had been killed in the war against them. And general Karen was also a Red Wolf, a special and rare breed of wolves that never gave up until the blood of their opponents touched the earth. With those thoughts gnawing at my mind, I hastily and quietly walked into the sitting room and caught the exact sight I had expected before me. General Karen had tossed one of the Sisters to the wall, and let the other one suff
FREYA My heart throbbed in panic as the ferocious-looking wolves advanced towards me. They were four in number; all lean, brown and hungry looking, like they'd managed to escape from a cage where they were locked for months. Chills ran down my spine as I noticed one of them lick its mouth, like he couldn't wait to get a taste of me. I started to move slowly, my hands outstretched as I prayed for a miracle to happen. They all seemed bent at catching their prey and there was definitely no way I would escape without getting caught. I would have jumped in the stream, but my whole body is so weak that I'd definitely drown since I didn't have enough energy to swim. A wave of heat swept past my system, digging a pit of dread in my soul as I realised being able to get out of this would be too much to hope for. They continued to approach me slowly, their growls taking a toll on my courage as I equally stepped back slowly. If I was lucky enough, I would reach one of the tallest r
FREYA My heartbeat slowed in relief as I saw Draven before me. I had no idea how he got here, but I couldn't care less. If he had been any later, I might have been lying in a pool of my blood by the time he finally arrived. Subconsciously, I looked at the floor, wanting to assure Stace/Susan that everything would be fine and help her get up. She looked exhausted, sweating profusely, tear marks still on her cheeks. I was about to speak to her but noticed she wasn't meeting my gaze. Instead, she was looking behind me. I turned at that instant, expecting to see Draven raging mad and going to help the other girl whom Karen had tossed to the wall. Instead, Draven stood still, his right hand placed on the head of Karen's wolf. There seemed to be something going on between them—a strong connection. It felt like Draven was speaking to her soul, trying to calm her down and assure her that everything was alright—that scaring the life out of me and hurting Stace and Susan was alright. H
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