KYRA’S POV
I tried hard to sleep. I honestly did. But, it seemed like small pins were piercing through my heart in ways I couldn’t describe. Oh, moon goddess! What did I do to deserve this?
I shot out of bed as quickly as I had gotten in. I had to talk to Blake again. I couldn’t just take all he said like that. It hurts so hard when he kisses someone else.
If he didn’t want me, it would be best for him to reject me. I wasn’t so strong that I would bear this pain continuously. I grabbed one of my coats, and walked out of the room, repeatedly heating my heart in a bid to stop the pain I felt.
The house was so quiet, save for the occasional sound of winds crashing through the trees. Maybe I should go back? No, it won’t be scary. Maybe that’s why I didn’t get my wolf due to my incessant fear. I will have to learn how to be bolder.
With that thought in mind, I walked through the hall, and into the main suites. I was about to step outside, but the sounds of pure arousal greeted my ears.
I moved closer to the source, and it was coming directly from Blake’s room. I bit my lip. The pain in my chest seemed to intensify as I walked closer to the door. The pins twisted like the sadists it was.
Why was I the one that needed to suffer the pain? The bastard wasn’t feeling anything... He was having the time of his life.
The sounds of sex coming from the room seemed to slow down a bit. Before I could knock on the door, the door opened and Blake stepped out of the room, dripping sex.
He was shirtless, and his hair was tussled. I looked away from it all, annoyed that it had any effect on my body, even though I hated this situation.
“Baby, where are you?” Cindy’s voice piped up an octave.
“I will be there soon, love,” Blake said in response.
He grabbed me by the arm, and moved me to the other side of the wall. Cindy wouldn’t be able to hear a thing from here. His gaze bored me, as he looked at me coldly like he could barely recognize who I was. I tried hard not to show how sad that made me feel.
“What do you want?” He asked almost at once.
I took a deep, shaky breath. This wasn’t how I planned the confrontation to be in my head. His face was hard, it was worse to keep calm in such a situation.
“I wish you could respect me slightly as your mate. I know…”
“What?” He said in rage.
“I…”
He raised his hands threateningly to my face.
“You stupid maid think you’re worthy to be respected? I don’t understand how delusional one can get. You’re nothing but a maid to me, and if you ever call me your mate again, I will skin you alive. Do you understand?” He snapped in rage.
Tears dropped from my eyes. I tried to hold tight to my self-control, but it was so hard to do that when the only man whom the moon goddess blessed as my mate hated me so much.
“I don’t want to see you around me. Stop trying to stay around me or be close to me. I will not take it. You’re nothing to me, so you need to understand that. I’m not meant to be yours in any way or form. Don’t push me to do things I don’t want to do.” He snapped, as he walked out from me.
I staggered backward in pain. I was nothing to him.
“Why don’t you reject me then?” I queried sadly.
He turned towards me, his eyes cold. “A stupid and useless maid like you doesn’t have a place to demand things.
I felt like I had been beaten in a billion ways. What have I done to deserve such a thing?
***
It’s been two days since that awful night. I’ve been trying so hard to be happy. I wanted to live life like I wasn’t shattered inside. Blake made sure to make it so difficult to do.
He kissed Cindy every time he saw me. It was getting too much now. I had no idea why he was doing this repeatedly. It hurt me more than I can ever imagine.
Today, I was done with my duties, and decided to take a slight break. It would be nice to take my head out of the water for a while. I walked over to my room, and brought out the tattered novel that one of the werewolves had penned down.
It had been difficult for Klaus Moon to pursue a career in writing, thanks to the narrow mentality of the Blood Moon Pack. Their beloved men had to fight and not nurture entertainment. It was a woman’s duty. But Klaus had stood his ground regarding this.
Now, I was reading one of his books. It was interesting, but I needed to drink water. I looked at my pitcher, and noted there was no single drop of water remaining. It needed an urgent refill.
With that, I stepped out of the room with the pitcher in my arm. I wasn’t so cheerful but I was a bit better. Cindy and Blake hadn’t made out for a few hours now. My heart would rest from the pain it was feeling.
“Are you sure about this?”
That was Alpha Hades. What could he be talking about?
“I’m positive father. I have known Cindy all my life, and I want her to be my Luna. I haven’t found my mate yet. How long would I wait? I have to take over from you someday. So, I believe this is the best option. The moon goddess had blessed her to be mine. I love her a lot, and that’s all that matters.”
My hands shook as I listened to that statement. It felt like a billion pins were after my body. I turned my back to flee from there, only for the pitcher to fall to the ground, shattering it into a million pieces.
“What was that?” Alpha Hades queried.
KYRA'S POV In the darkness of the room, I sat and tears ran freely down my face. I didn't know which room I had run into because I was in a hurry to get out of sight.The broken pitcher was still out there and it was enough that they didn’t know how the pitcher broke or who was there. It would have been worse for me if they found out I was there.More tears flowed and my heart almost gave out. I tried much to control the sobs; I guess they were getting louder by the moment. I didn’t care if it gave out my location.After a long time of crying, I felt the weight lift from my chest and my sobbing subsided. It was while I was sniffing in the tears that were left that I noticed where I was.I had run into one of the store rooms. The moon was at its brightest as its rays poured through the window, on a large pile of wheat on the far side of the wall.Almost every other thing was in the dark. Many of the wheat was stored in bags but I didn’t know why the ones on the ground were left where
At first it was blurry, and then it became clear. The singing was still there. The face I saw had arching eyebrows and a serious look. The eyes were small and round like almonds, the skin was the color of a freshly powdered face. Then the singing stopped and the face came closer to mine, almost touching it. “She is awake now.” This person shouted to someone I was not seeing, someone who must be sitting away from me. I saw the hair, full, wavy and unrestrained. It had the color of leaves in the fall. My eyes looked around. There was the ceiling made of wood, and I tried to move my head but I couldn’t. It seemed to me it was stiff, held by some unseen factor. I made to get up but pain racked through my head like lightning; I fell backwards.“You had a concussion. You should rest. Or are you in a hurry to go somewhere?”I didn’t say a thing. She took her face away and continued singing. The song was piercing and sad and spoke of a long lost country, more like my story. I listened in qu
Kyra's POV My heart skipped a bit as I pondered on what was to be done. I knew I couldn't allow herself be found there by Blake, most especially and neither could I try to leave. I was stuck and had to come up with something as swiftly as possible. I wouldn't want to be used as a sacrificial lamb fur anyone. Just as I was still trying process what to do, the door to the room flung open, revealing both men with broad shoulders and heavily built chest. I felt my heart jump out of my heart and I knew I was done for. "Yes, and what are you looking for here?". Blake's thick and baritone voice seeped through to me, causing me to shiver but I managed to gather myself immediately. I straightened myself, cleared my throat and then began. "I was on my way to fetch some water when the jar fell and broke into pieces sir. I didn't mean to bother or disrupt your conversation sir," I muttered and hoped they would believe me. Well, they didn't have any Reason not to believe me. I mean, it was
Cindy's POVAs I raced out of the room to meet Blake, only one thought filled my mind and that was happiness. I felt so happy even though I had not the slightest idea what he wanted to talk about. I was hoping it was something interesting and not one that would dash my hopes, but from the looks on his face, I could tell that it wasn't something sad he was about bti share with me. Few seconds later, I was standing in front of him with a wide grin like a child who was given some candy. "You look so excited? Why?" He inquired, puffing my cheeks. I blushed at his pull and muttered some words in objection to it even though I loved it."You! You make me happy and the smile on your face tells me that I have to be happy, so what's the News? Go on and share it quickly,' I hastened him up as curiosity got the better of me. I fiddled with my palm, waiting for him to speak up. When he finally did, he cleared his throat and stared up at me."Would you like me to share something with you?""Yes,
BLAKE'S POVI was shocked at my father's word and couldn't hide it one bit. I also couldn't understand why he wanted me to him in search of her instead of sending out one of his commanders. "Does he perhaps suspect me? And why can't he just let her go. It would be so nice if she isn't here anymore." I said to myself with a sulking face than I'm sure he must have noticed."Alright dad. I'll do as you say," I mutter and dashed out of the room, dragging my feet as I went. I sighed, staring into oblivion. My head turned around in search of one of the commanders who were always in sight, wanting to see my father for one reason or the other but there were none. I was a bit disappointed. It was going to be a really stressful day ahead but there was nothing I could do. I couldn't go against my father's instructions. Luckily for me, I found two soldiers standing by the side of the building, gesticulating widely like that was the job they were appointed to carry out. I was pissed and Couldn't k
KYRA'S POV I turned my head backwards and was shocked to see a man standing in front of me like he was about to hurt me. Fear gripped me as my eyes drove through the height of him. "Who are you and what do you want from me?" I queried, stuttering uncontrollably like I had stuffed my mouth with something. He had a really frightful physique such that anyone who sees him immediately develops fright."I should be asking you that question, young lady? What are you doing here or haven't you heard that this place is always filled with rogues and all?" He asked with a sarcastic grin, smacking his lips at me. I shivered, trying to process the look on his face. It aligned not a bit with the words of his mouth."I'm heading to the pack just across the mountain," I muttered in a low whispering voice, my hand shaking uncontrollably. I was in fear and all my attempts to keep calm proved abortive. "You look so beautiful…You would serve a Great purpose to me. I heard someone warm me up. It's quite
KYRA'S POV I continued to struggle with the men but for how long could I struggle against those hefty men with broad shoulders and all. A single blow from one of them would send me reeling to the floor but I didn't give a damn. I continued to struggle with them, flapping my hands and legs in the air. "What kind of girl is this?" I heard one of them say as their leader approached me and cupped one of my boobs in his hand. I felt a sharp pain flow through me as his hand fiddled with my boobs. I cursed under my breath, biting my lower lips to hold in the pain I felt."Such succulent boobs she's got!' I heard him say to the one who held my hand down. He was still toying with my boobs when I heard the thick baritone voice of a man boom through to us. "Let go of her!" He ordered in a loud voice that startled me myself. The rogue stared at him and then Burst into a long laugh. The reason for their laughter wasn't far-fetched. They found it strange that he had come all by himself and wanted
ACE'S POV I couldn't believe that I had personally waded off about half a dozen men who had wanted to assault the young lady that was laying on the floor. I stared at the long stick in my hand and patted it like it was a kind of treasure. Well you couldn't blame me much for that action of mine. It had been so helpful to me. As I was still trying to catbh my breath, i turned my head and right there she laid, unconscious. I felt weak within me as I hadn't envisaged that I would have to battek with trying to wake her up after the long fight. I lowered mys before her with sweat trickling down my brows. "Are you alright?" There was no response which was quite Strange. I placed my hand on her nose and was glad when I felt her breathing against my hand.I knew she was going to be alright but then I couldn't just stare and assume she was going to be alright. Thinking of what to do, I saw my sister approaching me with a big antelope in her hand. I grinned in excitement, glad that she was fi