LOGIN“Stop this madness I beg of you!” Her throat was getting hoarse and her voice rougher as she kept screaming her way down the forest.
“You can't do this to me! You simply can't!” Her wide eyes were raw red as she glared at his side profile. Sighing, he turned back to face her and for a moment, she felt they would bump into the bark of a gigantic tree and die off. “The track! Road! Focus on the road!” Her eyes grew wider. Chuckling, he gave her a wink and turned back to face the road. “Do you care about me now?” Barking out a laughter of disbelief at her situation, she hissed a curse at him beneath her breath before easing into the chair, with her hands now cuffed right in front of her. Where the fuck was he taking her? “We are going to my pack.” He said and a new wave of terror hit her. “Were you listening to my…my thoughts?” She whispered with shaky breaths. “Your thoughts? Pffft.” He turned to face her again, his now green eyes glinting with mischief. “Were you thinking about me?” “You are a crazy bastard! Let me go!” She yelled, frantically waving her hands about in the air. With an irritated sigh from him, she felt herself jerk forward as he pressed the brakes of the gigantic monstrosity of a vehicle he was riding on. Breathing heavily, she turned to face him with anger and hatred in her eyes. “I should have gagged you.” “Fuck you!” She screeched, her throat going raw as her voice ceased. “Gladly, but with your consent, mate.” He snickered. Was this really the terrorist she and her team have been hunting down? Why did he look…feel so…so boyish and free and EVIL! Yes, he is evil! Hence the reason for her kidnap. “My people will come for me.” She threatened and turned away from him towards the window, not wanting to hear what else he had to say. “Your name. What is your name?” Snapping her head back to face him, she spat out the name she has been used to being called almost all her life. “Number 389.” “Ho…” He opened his mouth to speak but a knock on his side of the window paused all words in his throat. It was the sexy guy from earlier. “Is there a problem, Alpha?” He asked, poking his head in and letting his eyes scan all over her body and chair like she would suddenly produce a weapon to attack his leader. She gladly would though, if she wasn't bound. “No.” There was a moment of silent communication that she could not understand and suddenly the sexy guy started nodding before backing off. “You can keep me against my will all you want, but you will never force me into doing your biddings.” “Is that so?” He asked with a crooked grin and the infuriation in her chest grew even higher, bubbling like a venom at the back of her throat. She was ready to spew it at him at any moment when he suddenly leaned closer, their breath mingling in the gradually hot air between them. “Stay back, stay back! What do you think you are doing?” She asked, her eyes wide and searching his now black ones. “Claiming you as mine.” His voice was deeper now and the aura was far different from when he was green eyed. “You…” She pushed out her cuffed hands at him as her eyes grew even wider from the shock of the realization hitting her. “Are you real? You are real! What souls have you eaten up you wizard?” She asked, fighting so hard to merge into the car seat. How did his eyes go back to being black? “Please stop! Stop this witchery!” He paused midair and blinked, his eyes now back to being green with a fleeting emotion of hurt. “I am not a witch, mate.” His head tilted to the side but she just turned her head away and faced the window. “Mate?” She flinched when she felt his cold fingertips brush against her skin. “Get. away. from. me.” She hissed and pressed her forehead against the window. *** “We are here.” She blinked her eyes open at the entirely new city before her, surrounded by the thick forest trees. “Where are we?” She asked, turning back to look at him, an action she regretted instantly. She tasted fear at the back of her tongue when she met his half green and half black eyes. His emotion was unreadable as he looked straight ahead. “My pack.” Was his casual response. “Your…your what?” She stuttered, swallowing almost immediately. Dragging his eyes to meet hers, the corner of his lips kicked up. “Welcome to my pack, mate.” “Come…” He extended his hand towards her but she only glared at it before glaring back up at him. “Do you have some kind of animal spirit possessing you or something?” Shrugging, he pushed the car’s door open and stepped out. Almost immediately a pack of wolves rushed out of the surrounding trees towards him. “WATCH OUUUTTT!” She yelled out of panic before snapping her mouth shut and chiding herself for caring about his wellbeing. “You can fucking get torn apart for all I care.” She hissed only for her jaw to drop when all ten wolves skidded to a stop and bowed to him in submission. “Wha…” The question died off in her tongue as the wolves turned towards her direction all at once, their piercing eyes staring directly into her soul. An urgent tap at the window made her jump in her seat, her heart thumping against her ribcage. “It's high time you step out, human.” The sexy guy said, a hint of a smile on his lips. “Are you out of your mind?” She asked in her hoarse voice, squeezing her eyes shut at the pain in her throat. “No. You need to meet the council members.” Oh heavens! What in the name of madness was this? She gaped at him, exasperated. “What the hell are you talking about?” She pushed out only for her side of the door to get opened. “No. No.” She began to struggle but the tight cuffs on her hands wouldn't let her move freely. “Uncuff her.” The terrorist ordered from where he stood, now looking at her. With a nod, the lady who opened the door gave way and the sexy guy walked over to her side and uncuffed her. Thinking really fast for a way out of this madness, the only thing she could think to do was infuriate the mad terrorist. Grabbing the sides of the sexy guy's face, she muttered an apology before slamming her lips into his.Her vision was hazy at first, the ceiling above her blurring into the rough image of the sea. She blinked, her heart starting to beat like crazy in her ribcage.“Damon?”She coughed, her voice coming out harsher than it should.Closing her eyes, she drew in a deep breath before opening them again, this time wider. She wasn't crazy. Who paints a vivid image of the sea on the ceiling right above the bed!? She didn't like this. She definitely didn't like this. “Damon?” She called again, her eyes moving to scan the room. Wait…She blinked. She had never blinked this much in her life and what was her life about by the way? Who was this Damon she kept calling? She cleared her throat, pulling herself up into her sitting position. “Did I commit a crime or something?” “Why the hell am I locked up in an empty room with just a bed and a weird vivid painting of the sea?” “WHO IS OUT THERE?” She screamed, her breath turning shallow, her eyes darting around the corners of the room in qui
He realized too late that she was faking it the moment he was on the hallway to her room. The way she clung to his neck, her cheeks flushed as she moaned in ‘pain’, the lids of her tightly shut eyes consistently fluttering. He considered letting her drop to the floor, his chest filled with anger. A maid appeared from the shadows in time to push the door to her room open.He stepped in hastily, not paying attention to the state of the room, or wondering why it was nearly pitch black in there. “My tummy hurts.” She cried a moment before he gently laid her on the bed. She still clung to his neck, not letting go as she sniffled. “Please stay…hmmm?” Her voice was barely audible even though she was now talking directly into his ear. “I can't.” He tried to pry her hands off him but her grip was stronger. Something felt significantly wrong…“But you said you like me.” She sniffled even harder, irritating his nerves.He folded his lips in. “Your stomach is hurting dear. This isn't wha
He jerked awake with a gasp, his hand on his chest. Blinking, his eyes roamed around his room before he fell back into the bed to focus on the large painting of his wolf on the ceiling. The risk he took yesterday trickled back into his mind. He had almost killed Finn and himself in trying to cast the soul transference spell. Madame Comfort had warned him against leaving his room for the day but how could he not? When his mate was locked in with 14 strangers. 14 strangers! He jumped from the bed, slightly staggering backwards when he felt like he heart was about to be torn into two halves. He needed to go see Quinn, he staggered into the bathroom, took a quick shower, threw on a casual T-shirt and shorts and hurried out of the room. On pushing through the barrier he set on the double doors to his quarters, his eyes fixated themselves ahead of him only for him to flinch when a cold hand tapped his arm. On turning with wide eyes, ready to attack, he let out a string of curses ben
He felt his heart boiling with rage. She wasn't supposed to be sane at all, when did this happen? He could see clearly through her acts and from the corner of his eyes, he knew Finn had fallen for it, the way he was rubbing his feet against the floor. “How is Finn your brother?” He asked with a stretch of his lips, the smile not reaching his eyes. She looked up at him and in 3 seconds, she opened her mouth wide. He was horrified for a moment, thinking she was about to scream only for her to clap her hand over her mouth as tears began streaming down her face. “Finn knows I am not lying.” “I…” “Well, Finn isn't here to say that.” He cut them off, giving Finn a side eye. Just then the door got pushed open and Madam Comfort walked in, stopping in her tracks on the sight of Finn's supposed sister on the floor. “How sure are you that Finn is related to you?” “It is a long story but I am a hundred percent sure.” She responded as she got up to her feet, her eyes moving from him to
“You don't have to do this now.” Damon said in a subdued voice, his eyes following their movement around the coven. “I absolutely have to do this now.” they responded, their wringing hands moving faster. He turned towards Madam Comfort but she only had eyes for the body now laid straight and bare on the altar. He swallowed before turning to face Finn's naked body. The body was almost healed with the exception of some parts, his eyes caught the part where Quin had torn off and he blinked back the image.“You're still weak, man, you can't get back into that body now.” “I don't frigging care about whatever weakness, I need to get my body back this moment!” “You could get killed if they have a whiff of what you are about to do, Finn.” Madam Comfort warned in a low and measured tone. Finn sighed, and flicked the long white hair out from his left eyes. Damon watched him with a pained expression on his face, the guy might end up tugging Irene's precious white hair off her scalp.“Wel
Stopping right in front of Madam Comfort’s kneeling body, he hissed beneath his breath. “What was that for?” “You have to trust me, Alpha.” “The more reason not to trust you.” He wanted to yell into her face but bit his tongue, his fists clenching into tight balls and his jaw working. “Why?” From the corner of his eyes, he saw Quinn's body move. “You need to leave now, Alpha.” “Why!?” He insisted, a vein pulsing on his neck, his eyes getting red. “Finn will let you know.” She pressed her chin to her chest, her eyes looking past him to Irene who was probably standing behind him. “Don't make me force the answer out of you Madam…” “Stop this bullshit man, I told you…” He swung his hand just then and narrowly missed Irene's nose. “Don't call my concern for my mate bullshit.” He glared into the widened eyes of Finn or Irene or whoever the fuck was looking back at him. [We are not the only ones in this room, Alpha.] She mindlinked him. “Exactly!” He hissed.“Why the hell do y
A force slammed her back into her seat, her veins thrumming with rushing blood as heat began to rise up her neck.“What the hell do you think you are DOING!?” The sexy guy hissed at her, his eyes reddish and wild. “I…” She opened her mouth to talk but bit back a scream as the body of the man befor
She felt the air as her body fell forward only to open her eyes to a strange environment and a pair of legs few feet away. Lifting her eyes up the body in front of her, she jerked at the sight of the clam ones staring down at her. Blinking down at the gun still in her hand, her lids widened and s
“Alpha!”He snapped his head back to see his Beta waving a red piece of cloth at him behind thick fumes of smoke.Fuck! His eyes darted around in time to catch a snipper stationed at the far end of a building. Double fuck! He hissed, bending forward as he clutched his groin. This human the moon
"Mate!" He growled, grabbing her by the waist as he leaned in to sniff her neck. Her mouth hung open in shock and her eyes bulged as he swiftly dodged a spear sent their way, carrying her along with him, his nose still on her neck. Who was this stranger? And how could he cling onto her this way







