I looked at the empty bowl in my hand and lamented dejectedly. “Nanny Zoy said the path to a person’s heart is through their stomach. It’s been a week, and yet, Saira still doesn’t like me.” “I think that old woman is playing with us. Idris, think of another way. Don’t girls like jewelry? Buy Saira the most expensive jewels, then she might fall for you.” Malko excitedly suggested. “You forget, Mal. My girl is the only daughter of Malivik Usan. She must’ve seen more jewels than we can imagine.” I dumped the bowl in the sink and headed to my office to get some paperwork done. As the Lycan Heir of the Pacific Sea, I had to look after the clan business. We owned a giant enterprise, the Raed Enterprise, involved in fishery, natural oil, and salt production. Of course, we also had a little hand in pearl collection, ship building and boats. However, the main source of our income came from the fresh fish we shipped to other countries, and the oil and salt we produced from the ocean. It’s a
I hated winters. It made it more difficult to wake up and keep the drowsiness away in the mornings. Knowing Saira Malivik would be taking part in the training today, I groaned, yanked my blanket to the side, and stumbled into the bathroom. By now, I’ve already realized it wouldn’t be easy to get my rejected mate out of my life. But I didn’t want her. And for Caira, I planned to trample on her self-esteem until she backed away from the Squad on her own. After a quick shower, I brushed my teeth and slipped on a sweatshirt and pants. I didn’t have time to dry my hair. The morning chill in the room caused me to towel dry it and grab a sweat coat, before going downstairs to get something to eat. Currently, only my mother and I resided in the Commander’s mansion. I didn’t want to walk on my father’s footsteps even by mistake. Therefore, even though we were close, I refrained from crossing the line with Caira. She would only start living with us when she officially and legally became my
I thought about it really hard. Why the hell was I going through so many twists and turns to win back that bastard, Einas Raed? As my soulmate, he should’ve accepted me. That’s the way it should’ve been from the first day. But not only did this bastard not accept me, but he also didn’t leave any chance to insult me at every meeting. I was angry, I was miffed. But most of all, the frustration of my situation was eating at my control, giving Zaria more access to my mind, and more chances to influence my emotions. Yes, it was important to win back my mate. However, wasn’t it up to me on how I won him? Therefore, after seeing this clause in the section of the Warrior Training Squad regulations, my heart pounded. An idea took form in my mind. And to implement this idea, I intentionally got here late this morning. My plan was simple. Beat the shit out of the bastard and vent all my emotions from the past month, while getting in some physical contact that would rekindle the spark of ou
“Vile creature of Sin, when will you croak?”That’s what they called me. The only question they ever asked me ever since I could remember. And I remember a lot.From the moment I entered this world, I knew I was different. How?I wasn’t born normal. I came out of my mother’s womb in the form of a beast with red eyes and red-blue fur. I was covered in blood, but my fur wasn’t slick with the liquid. No. It stood up like the spikes of a porcupine, and drained every last drop of blood my mother shed to give birth to me.As if that wasn’t enough, I even grabbed my umbilical cord and ate it before the eyes of the midwife.Obviously, she didn’t live to see the next sunrise to tell the tale. My father strangled her to death before she could scream in horror.From then, I was called ‘Vile Creature of Sin.’ My mother grabbed me by the neck and dragged my father and two siblings to the mass grave to bury me alive. I somehow knew their intention. Their disgust and revulsion washed over my sen
One second, she was seducing me with her ragged breathing. The next, she was croaking like a fish on dry land. I rested my chin on the shoulder of the woman beneath me, awfully aware of every part where our bodies touched, every beat our hearts shared, without meaning to. “Have you had enough?” I whispered, hoping she hadn’t noticed the catch in my breath. Her fresh rainwater and evergreen scent was bewildering. Every second I spent on top of her, I was finding it hard not to take her there and then. “Einas, mark her! She’s our mate!” My horny wolf pushed me with agitation, more than desperate to rip her clothes and cover her in his scent. “Fuck off, Jalal! She’s Idris’s wife!” Completely put off by the fact he was pushing me to not only betray Idris, but Caira as well, I snarled at him and cut off the link between us. Then I focused my attention back on the she-wolf. She hadn’t answered my question yet, so I raised my head to look in her eyes and found her pale as a corpse. Pani
I stiffened at the sound of her voice and turned my head, narrowing my eyes on her. The female who gave birth to me. “My wife is not weak. Stubborn, yes. But not weak.” I retorted in a flat tone. Nazia Owaib frowned, her face frosting in displeasure. “Idris, I’m your mother. Watch yourself when you talk to me.” She ordered. “Heh.” I sneered coldly and ignored her, turning my focus back to my wife. She called herself my mother, but I never felt any motherly affection from her. This woman focused all her attention and energy on competing with the mistress of her husband, Eira Haris. There was a time where I once pitied her, hated Einas’s mother as much as she did. I blamed the mother and son for the rift in my parents’ relationship, the coldness and indifference with which the Lycan Leader treated my mother. However, that was a long time ago. A time when I still had hope of seeing the Lycan Leader and his Luna happy together. Of them finally acknowledging my presence and giving me
Prickling tingles erupted on my neck, reminding me of the scene from yesterday. He hit me. For a stinky she-wolf who didn’t even give a damn about him, he insulted and threatened me. What did that whore have that I lacked for him to trample on my heart and self-esteem? Yes, I always knew what we had wouldn’t last long. He made that clear from day one. However, even when I knew, I couldn’t stop myself from loving him. Einas was a year older than Idris. He commanded the military force of the clan and was the strongest Lycan in the Pacific Sea known to date. Like his brother, he was also devilishly handsome. However, when compared to Idris, I felt he was lacking something. Idris Raed looked nothing like the other Lycans. He was tall, extremely tall for our kind, with twinkling dark eyes and hair that took after his father and brother. But where the Lycan Leader and the Lycan Commander were muscular, he was lean, in a sexy kind of way. It might be due to the fact that none of his pare
“Father, are we really going to let her out?” “That’s right, husband. That vile creature of sin is an ill omen, a harbinger of misfortune. Since her birth, our pack is plagued by bad luck and illnesses. Do you still want to release her?” “Yes.” “But husband…” “Alright, quiet down. I’m not releasing her to welcome her back into our lives. I made a deal with the Vampire Lord on the Canadian and US border. Very soon, we’ll be rid of this scourge for a hefty sum.” … I groaned and sat up with a pounding headache. When I opened my eyes to a suffocating hall of tension, my breath caught in my throat. “Saira, you’re awake…” I held up my palm as I sat up, stopping Idris Raed from helping me. “Water.” I croaked.“Yes, just a second.” Filling a cup from the glass jar on the table, he perched on the edge of the sofa and kept the loose strands of my hair out of my face as I chugged it down.“Do you want more?” He asked, taking the empty cup and refilling it. I shook my head no, but the bast