Chapter 10This chapter has some violence and rape attempts.Nadazhda was visibly scared, but her heart told her, 'he would never hurt me. She looked at the gnashed mark on his chest, but it had already healed. Only the blood stain on him could make her realise it wasn't an illusion.Was the bite meant for me? She thought and shuddered in fear and yet ecstasy.She noticed him breathing softly, trying to catch his breath while a growling vibration was coming from him.His eyes filled with disgust, ashamed of what happened. He didn't look at her. He was looking at the ground. The surrounding air was tense, and something was tugging her in her chest to do something.Nadazhda touched his chest softly, making him raise his head; she looked at him with understanding. He didn't need to loathe himself. She liked it, and she was the one who took the initiative."It's Ok," she said softly."It's not okay!" he shook his head in denial; he was ashamed of himself, "it was meant for you," he stated

MENTION OF RAPE. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE, PLEASE DO SKIP. Every uncomfortable word will be asterisked because of the non-consensual stuff.~**~Nadazhda met herself at her father's house, the house which had some good and bad memories she wanted to forget and keep."Nadazhda!" she heard her father's angry voice calling her from the sitting room. Nadazhda left her paint and rushed to him.Her little self (fifteen) always wished her father would change someday. He would be her loving father and would be her best friend again. He just lost himself to the darkness of love."Yes, pa...," Nadazhda swallowed what she wanted to say next because he didn't want her to call him her father. He said he hated it and he wasn't her father. He was just a sperm donor, but whatever happened, he would always be her best friend and papa."Nadazhda," he called softly, looking at her with sadness."Yeees," she stuttered."Do you want to call me papa?" Nadazhda nodded eagerly, feeling bubbles of happiness d

Chapter 14ZacchaeusWhen his mate opened her eyes earlier, he was extremely happy until his eyes settled down on the bruise around her neck. He felt like he had been punched in his gut.He failed to protect her.Did the guards strangle her? he thought worriedly before thinking of the pain he would inflict on them, and he smiled sinisterly.But every other thought went out of him when his mate screamed in anguish. Ryl whimpered, wanting to comfort his mate. "shhh, baby you are safe." he said in a soft voice that he didn't think he had.He watched her as she touched her injured forehead and neck before screaming again, looking delusional."It was just a dream," he heard her repeatedly mutter like a mantra."What happened?" he asked her confusedly because he didn't understand what she was going through."I don't understand!" she yelled at him, running toward the mirror before slapping it concerningly. "I dreamt about being strangled, but...," she stuttered, panicked, her eyes darting ar

SixteenNadazhda woke up groggily with a radiant smile plastered on her face. She was happy; she felt energetic as she inhaled his shirt. She couldn't remember what had happened the night before; she untangled herself from the duvet, not wanting to spoil her good mood.She went to the mirror to look at her neck but found nothing, and she didn't know why she went to the mirror—it was just an urge to look at her neck.Everything was hazy, she closed her eyes to remember what had happened, but everything was not clear. She could catch a glimpse of him licking her neck. Maybe that was why she got the urge to look at her neck!Ewwww!Holy mother of noodles!After Nadazhda was through showering, she stood beside the mirror with a comb trying to tame her hair in a ponytail. How she wished her hair to be short, but she was obsessed with long hair."Barea," Rina's tiny wings fluttered around."Rina!" Nadazhda shouted in excitement, beaming happily. She didn't even know what caused this overbub

Eighteen"It was impossible for him to find his mate because, one, it's never written in his destiny," Destiny smiled widely, "Two, even though if destiny was tampered with, it is not yet time," Time added, playing with his hem, "and third if he ever found his mate, I would have known because I'm the one who brings souls together and I would have to congratulate him." Fate concluded. The King's brows knitted in confusion as Alec furrowed his brow while caressing his beard in thought. How was it possible? If it was not written, then why was he blessed with a mate?"You mean I was not destined with a mate?" the King asked slowly while he felt his heart shattered. Why was he always left behind in everything? He waited for one thousand years before he was blessed with one. His father and pack rejected him. He was always an outcast! Even though the goddess hated him for not giving him a mate but he did care because whether he had a mate or not! He would never let Nadazhda go because his so