Chapter Eleven: A Bet

Anastasia's POVI remembered that day like it was yesterday. Months ago, when I had just gotten promoted in the organisation, father returned home with files that looked strange even for me.They were black papers with a silver cover, and they were unusually small.I was really curious about them, but had I known that curiosity would lead me here, I wouldn’t have even asked… or returned home that day.Those papers were the contract for my marriage with Draco, no, the Vasilev Brothers, and I didn’t even read it properly before signing.As the memories flooded my mind, more tears rushed down my face and I couldn’t help but feel pathetic and stupid.I was crying in front of my enemies and I couldn’t control it, not even enough to look confident.The briefcase and gun slipped from my hand and hit the floor as I covered my face, breaking into a sob.“My love,” Draco called calmly once again and walked over to me. He observed me for a second, then cupped my cheeks and lifted my head so I’d

Chapter Twelve: Surprising Demand.

Anastasia’s POV I spent the next few minutes after Draco and Marius had exited the room changing into something else. Since Draco made it an issue that I wore something better, I changed into white plain trousers and a black tee shirt, then I folded the clothes I had worn before and placed them gently on the bed. After which, I placed my weapons in different corners of the bedroom; window, reading table, dressing room, under the bed, by the door and finally under my pillow. A soft knock at the door made me pause just as I finished smoothing out the bedsheet. “Come in," I answered cautiously, raising a brow when the first thing I saw was slender fingers and not huge veiny hands. The door slowly creaked open, and a girl around my age stepped in. She beautiful strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean. I was stunned at how such blue eyes looked so good on a person but the twins existed, and I was hit hard with a realization that everyone tied to the

Chapter Thirteen: Continuous Failure

Anastasia’s POVI was coughing uncontrollably, my palms clamped tightly over my mouth as I lowered my head, trying desperately to clear my throat.My eyes blurred with tears that threatened to spill, not from emotion or the shock of what I just heard, but from the humiliating fact that I was choking at their table like an idiot.The sound of my own strained breathing filled my ears.Draco left his seat the second he noticed I wasn’t recovering. His chair scraped loudly against the marble floor as he crouched beside me without hesitation.He grabbed the glass of water from the table and pressed it into my trembling hand while his other palm moved gently against my back, firm but careful.“Slowly… breathe, Anastasia,” he murmured, his voice unusually soft while I listened like a four year old child. “You're okay, keep breathing okay." I hated that I listened.When the coughing finally subsided into shallow breaths, I raised my head.Draco was staring at me, worry painted across his fac

Chapter Fourteen: A Familiar Face

Anastasia’s PovThe day was just beginning, and I was so close to losing it and there were so many things I was yet to ask Draco, since he is the only person I can tolerate, putting his last stunt aside.After signing the original papers, thinking I had escaped, I finished eating and was about to head to my room when Donovan was ordered to show me around the estate.The estate was larger than I thought as I walked with Donovan, the front area, where the entrance gate and Mansion faced were for residents, both Werewolves and humans.Yes…humans.Humans who liked werewolves and saw them as people, not the type who saw them as monsters and lived in constant fear of them.The Vasilev's mansion backed a larger part of the estate, exclusively for the members of the syndicate and the pack.There were multiple training grounds, one with dummies and tools for weapon training and the other for hand to hand combat.Donovan told me there was a building solely for physical activities, and that incl

Chapter Fifteen: The Monroe Sisters.

Anastasia's Pov. “You!" She screamed at the top of her voice, after recovering from the momentary shock that I was yet to recover from. I stood there, my shirt clenched between her fists as she gazed down at me with literal flames burning in her eyes. I was so terrified I couldn't move, not because she was here, but because ‘She was Here’. If this person before me hadn't walked in here by mistake, that meant she was either a worker or actually had connections with the twins. The mere thought of the latter made a chill run up my spine that I shuddered slightly. I glanced behind me at Donovan who just stood there watching with a blank expression, like he wasn't the one smirking a while ago. I frowned, "Hey!” I called out to him, "Aren't you going to do something?” I said, and it seemed to anger the girl still holding my shirt and fuming. Donovan simply shrugged and dipped his hands into his pockets, "I'm not sure, I wouldn't want to miss this reunion between sisters.” He

All Chapters of Taming Games: A Feisty Bride For the Twin Lycans: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Chapter Eleven: A Bet

Chapter Twelve: Surprising Demand.

Chapter Thirteen: Continuous Failure

Chapter Fourteen: A Familiar Face

Chapter Fifteen: The Monroe Sisters.