Kyle's pov"you know I will have to mark you in other to make you mine," he questioned in whispers to my ears as his eyes held mine intensively. Is it just me or did his eyes grow darker?I nodded my head slowly in affirmation, as I was trying not to pass out from the sparks I was getting from his touch which had my Tommy tumbling. Only if he knows that I want nothing more than being claimed by him. I feel my cheeks flushing and I can feel my wolf all ready to receive her mate.But I was scared, I have heard that the marking of the mating process can be very painful.  "Our mate can never hurt us," my wolf said in a reassuring voice.He wraps his hand across my tiny waist and pulls me closer to himself, so the only thing separating us would be the thin layers of clothes covering our bodies.His hands stay firmly grasped around me and my body starts to tremble under his hold."Relax Kyle," he said in a

Kyle's POVI wasn't dead, at least not this moment. Even though, it felt like it for some moment there.But, although I felt alive, I wasn't me.Something, or should I say some things had changed in me. I stood staring over my sleeping body on the floor and wondered what the hell was happening with me. I needed no soothsayer to tell me that I have become a spirit. But how is that even possible.I watched as the Bastard protects and chased off insects from my body. How long have I been out and how do I return to my body? I wondered. It was obvious my mate didn't notice the fact that I was standing next to him and instead he kept protecting the other me that was lying lifeless on the floor.Wait, why is my wolf silent, it's unlikely of her to be this quiet.“Kyle,” I heard a sweet familiar voice say behind me.I turned around to see my mother walking towards me and I smiled.

Miranda's POVIf not for the fact that I was having pains all over my body, I would have thought that what just happened was nothing but a bad dream.My face was hurting badly as I struggled to get up from the floor, my head was spinning and my vision was blurry.The only question on my mind was, how were they able to do that? what sort of dark magic was that and how did they acquire such powers?I have tried numerous times to be able to do magic or cast a spell, but none of my attempts have brought forth results.With the king, I had to use an enchanted handmade doll given to me by the oracle to manipulate him. But I have never performed magic on my own and at this moment I realized how much I badly wanted my pound of flesh.The door soon opened as Black and my maids rushed in to help me. They all looked worried except for Black who had a blank expression over his face. As soon as they were able to help me sit on my be

Miranda's POVIt's the big day we have all been waiting for, it's the day I finally put that old king of a fool to mother earth.I looked at myself one more time in the mirror and I must admit I look good from the black lace body fitted gown to my well made-up face, I looked damn hot to be called a widow.The other Luna's will grow envious as soon as they see me step out. My lips sparkled in the blood-red lipstick I wore and the huge Diamond stud earrings I had on, made me look more of a beauty pageant contestant.I know my sense of style will send tongues talking, but do I care?I smacked my lips as I effortlessly swayed around to catch a final glimpse of myself.With the old man gone, I had access to all his financial institutions, well let's just say, I had majority access to the best of my knowledge.I walked towards my window to see that the entire pack is bursting with various activities. There were so ma

Miranda's POVI was walking along the hallway back from my dad's room when I heard voices from the far end of the hall, I quickly reduced my steps so as not to be heard.As I got closer I soon discovered it was Miranda and another male voice. I quickly did the invincibility spell and walked closer to where they were just so I hear what they were arguing about.I discovered it was the same rogue that had my grandmother killed, and almost had me killed.Seeing Miranda and this rogue together means, that Miranda is somehow connected to my grandma's death, Peter's death, and my near assassination. “Give me more time,” I heard Miranda plead with the rogue who was not giving her any attention. Edger“I want it done today, or every of your little secret will be out there, trust me you don't want all these people to know what I know about you,” he said walking away from a confused-looking Miranda.I wonder what that rogue is bl