Lahat ng Kabanata ng A Feisty Bride For the Twin Lycans: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Anastasia’s POV‘I'm tired of running away from bullets and crazed werewolves…just give me a break!’There were two bullets in me…one in my thigh, the other in my shoulder and now our family doctor was pressing into my bleeding arm to finish the job.“Hey! Could you at least be more gentle that hurts!”I snapped, clenching my teeth as the doctor's hands pressed firmly against the wound on my arm.The poor doctor flinched so hard he nearly dropped the bandages. I bit down a hiss as his fingers brushed the exposed wound. Then he looked at me with an annoyed expression.“Miss Anastasia, I need you to hold still and stop yelling….”“Hold still?!” I cut him off, my voice rising with each word. “I just got shot and you're digging your fingers into my arm like it's some loaf of bread!”The doctor sighed, “I'll try to be gentle, but if you keep flinching like that it might hurt more.”“Hey!” I called softly, although my voice rose, “Stop pulling the threads,” I hissed, “hurry up instead of be

Anastasia's POV The sound of multiple heavy boots echoed through the hall plunging the entire room into silence, before Donovan spoke again.“Stand down,” he ordered my father's guards with a calm tone, but it carried a weight that made even the bravest and most loyal of them hesitate. “Your duty for the evening is finished. Go home.”The men exchanged glances, with uncertainty painting their expressions, all of them turned to mother who gave a silent nod of approval and their body relaxed.They quietly lowered their weapons, gave a bow and exited the mansion at once. I wanted to scream at them for leaving us, but my words got stuck in my throat as two strangers…Donovan's men, led someone into the room.The colour drained from my face.“Papa!”He stepped forward, tied, gagged, but unharmed, still in his three piece suit that I had personally picked out for him this morning. His gaze met mine, filled with anger, but then they softened, like he was trying to reassure me.Donovan raise

Anastasia's POV Draco stumbled forward, nearly losing his footing and the bandage around his forehead slowly got soaked with blood.He raised his hand to feel his forehead, quietly growling in pain.That was extremely unexpected, who in their right mind would hit him so hard that he would bleed….no that was wrong.What exactly was that person that their strength could injure him like that?It didn't make sense, in fact, at this moment nothing made sense at all.However, a chill ran down my spine and goosebumps rose on my skin as a figure stepped out from behind Draco. Taller, with longer but darker blonde hair and the same eyes Draco had, except his was colder.“Marius….” ‘Marius? M.. Marius Vasilev!’ Why would he come here?Draco groaned as he wiped the blood that flowed out of his bandage to his temple. “That hurt…what the hell was that for?!” he asked, his tone hoarse and laced with pain.I stumbled backwards, instinctively reaching to the ground to pick up a stick, while Draco

Anastasia's POV I was still quite taken aback by everything that had happened in such a short time, and it wasn't like it was against my will. If I hadn't met Draco this way... Infact, if he had come himself and not with Donovan then maybe I wouldn't be regretting why I accepted. If anything, with how things seemed, the Vasilevs were not that bad. I was hoping it would stay this way, and things would go smoothly. But I still had my suspicions and until they were cleared, I'm wouldn't be letting my guard down anytime. I was led into the mansion, and as always, it was nothing like I had imagined. The inside was larger, with a black and gray interior, stairs leading up different floors. There were fewer people in here, two guards, the one who drove us here and the guy Draco shot back at my house. They greeted Draco with bows as he walked past them, and I could have sworn I saw them glare at me. Heading up the center staircase that was different from the others. It was white

Anastasia's POV Lies. If there was anything Mafias hated more than being betrayed by their closest, it had to be that. I stood frozen in my spot, contemplating between taking out my gun and threatening them to let me go, or better still tell them the truth. But, that also had consequences. If what I assumed came out to be false, then I'd have leaked out confidential information worth the lives of innocent people, the wrath of the ISG and mortal enemies. And my family was too small and weak to make enemies with the brothers from that day. I gulped down a big lump of bile that had formed in my throat. My entire body was cold, and the pressure alone from a pissed Marius was enough to make me do something stupid again. I glanced at Draco who tilted his head, his gaze focused on the briefcase in my hand, before lifting his head and smiling sweetly. My heart skipped a beat. Why was he smiling? Could he see what was inside? Or did he already know? Multiple questions formed in my