All Chapters of ENSNARED BY HIS WOLF : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Scared of the dark

Asha "Asha?" Auren calls. I don't respond. I just sit there frozen in place. It's dark. Like really dark. Jet black dark. I can't see a thing. It wasn't this dark when I was thrown into that room with Auren, or even when we got stuck in the middle of nowhere. At least, I could see some stuff. But this is not the case. I hate this kind of dark. I hate the memories associated with it. I never want to be in a dark room. The goddess knows the trauma that followed each time I was in a dark room. I hear the stove being turned off. "Let me go check the wires; something must have gone wrong with them," he says, and I hear his footsteps shuffling for the door. "Auren wait! Don't leave me here!" I cry out in panic. I hear his footsteps pause, "Is something wrong?" "I- I'm scared of the dark," I admit, my bones trembling as though a block of ice were shoved through my throat. "You're a werewolf. Why would you be scared of the dark?" An amused chuckle leaves hi

Finding his answer

Auren I slide my hands into my trench coat as I reach the riverbed. A shaky exhale leaves my lips as I watch the moonlight shimmering on the glassy water. "I'm here now. You can come out," I breathe out. The water ripples at the center. Vibrations shoot from the water, and straight to my core, making me all the more irritated. "Just come out simply, will ya?" I hiss through my teeth, rolling my eyes. A slender figure, slowly emerges from the water. Flowing black hair reaching her waist, and covering her eyes. A piece of shimmering fabric is wrapped around her chest, and hips, exposing her perfectly sculpted core. Her skin is almost as pale as the moon's. "Lyra," I stoop down and reach out for her hand. She gives it to me, and I gently kiss her knuckles. She is Lyra, a river nymph. "You rarely visit me, Auren. So I'm supposing whatever is behind your visit is something that has shaken you real bad," she smiles sweetly at me, placing her hands close to my feet.

A fragment of her soul

Asha I flutter my eyelids open. A ray of sunlight hits my face, and I squint my eyes shut. Ugh. I manage to open them again, this time, I sit up, allowing them adjust to the light. I look around the room, my senses still a bit jumbled up. They land on Auren who's reading a newspaper. "Good morning," I mumble, rubbing my eyes. He just grunts a response, and nods. I roll my eyes. Typical Auren. "Time to go brush my teeth," I whisper, throwing the sheets off my body. I slide my feet into my flip flops, getting ready to stand up. "Asha. Hold on." I look over my shoulder, "Yes?" "I would like to discuss something with you," he raises a teacup to his lips, and sips. "What's the matter?" I knit my brows together in a frown. "Yesterday, I went to a water nymph." What's a water nymph? "What is a that?" I scratch the back of my head. He grimaces at me, "You can't be that dumb." "Just because you know what it is, and I don't, doesn't make me dumb."

Wipe out an enemy

Asha Two days has passed since Auren 'took a piece of my soul'. It has been hard to catch up since it literally took something away from me. I now walk around in a haze, almost knocking things over. It has been hard— I want myself back. I'm sitting sprawled on the couch, eating donuts, and watching a reality TV show. The doorbell rings, which catches my attention. I look in the direction of the door, "I thought he said he never had any visitors?" I place the box of donuts on the table, and force myself to stand up. I drag my feet towards the door. The visitor rings the doorbell again, more insistently this time. I knit my brows together in a frown. "Who the heck is it?" I look through the peephole in the door. Standing outside is Auren's brother, Zarven. I hesitate for a second in opening the door. All of a sudden, I feel this bad feeling engulf my chest the second I see him. "Who is it?" Auren's voice booms behind me. I nearly jump out of my skin

The perfect leverage

Rheagar I strike the lighter, watching the flame dance slowly. Fire is beautiful. An unreal phenomenon that burns with passion, heat, and otherworldly air of hot aura. Oh how it ravages, and devours its prey, burning every skin, licking every wet drop of slick juice, reducing it to nothing but mere ash. I want to watch something burn. Rather, I want to watch someone burn. "Just wait until I get you, Auren," I touch the flame to the cigarette, drawing in slowly. The first drag burns my throat softly, hitting it with a painfully pleasurable heat right in the spot. "Boss, we've got some bad news," one of my men, Atleo, runs into my room. I breathe out the smoke, the puffy smoke curling in the cold morning air. "Shoot," I take in another drag. "Zarven is dead, boss." I choke on smoke at the news, my eyes temporarily going red. Smoke escapes through my nostrils, moist liquid gushing out afterward. "What the fuck?" I whip my head up, my eyes blown wide.

Helped by his wolf

Asha I stretch my legs under the table, finally feeling alive. It's been days since I've had a stagnant routine. Auren's house, his excruciating missions, his house again. I've never really had the chance to breathe properly since I've been staying with him; that's why I literally had to beg him to come to this pretty cafe. The barista comes in with my cup of caramel macchiato, and places it on the table. "Yay, thank you so much," I smile at the pretty redhead. She smiles right back at me, "Sure. Enjoy!" I take the cup to my lips, and take a long sip. The warm, milky smoothness hits my mouth, caressing my tongue. The caramel adds this buttery sweetness that makes me want to plunge myself in more macchiatos. The espresso does kick in a little, making everything so balanced in my mouth. "Ahh," I moan, throwing my head back in pleasure. "I need to leave that place more often. This is wonderful," I mumble, taking more sips. "Care if I join you, miss?" A gruff voice inte

He strikes again

AurenI've gotten you from the inside.I read the words on the piece of paper over, and over again. This is definitely from Rheagar. He's still out there, and I haven't laid my hands on him. Fuck it. I grit my teeth as I crumple the piece of paper, and throw it in the trash can. What a silly fucker. I rub my temples with my fingertips, temporarily closing my eyes. I imagine capturing Rheagar, and strangling the fuck out of him. That's what I really want to do. I exhale heavily, opening my eyes again. My eyes land on the wall clock. It's been two hours since that little lady left. Where is she now? Just then, she bursts in through the front door, panting. I shoot my brows up, my shoulders tensing in alert. "What's the matter with you?" I narrow my eyes. She scoots over to where I'm standing, looking at me with big, wide eyes. "Is it.. is it three hours already?" She gasps, placing a palm over her chest. My shoulders droop. This creature never fails t

World of crimes

AshaAsha, my love. I stop what I'm doing as soon as I hear Lucas's voice. "Yeah?" Rheagar has struck again. He's made Auren think he's infiltrated his circle through you. I pinch my brows together, "What?" In all you do. When he comes, do not admit to meeting Rheagar in that cafe. Deny it at all costs. "Wh-what if he sees through my lies?" I feel my teeth clattering. He won't. Make sure he doesn't. I swallow the lump building in my throat. Acid rushes to my stomach, making me coil uncomfortably. "Give him your best puppy face. He might hate me but surely he wouldn't see past innocent puppy eyes." I pause, thinking about the suggestion. What if it doesn't work? Auren doesn't like me enough to look past puppy eyes. "It mightn't work," I shake my head, "He hates me too much for that," I sigh deeply. He thinks you're one naive little lady. Keep up that assumption; don't break it for him. "Ah I see—" "Asha!" An angry voice booms in my chest. I flinch, al

Blackmail

Asha Ten PM.The moment of truth. I take a careful look around the park. There are not really many people around. Just a father walking with his daughter and an old man sitting on one of the benches, probably enjoying the breeze. I sit on an empty bench feeling uncomfortable already. "He said ten PM. Why isn't he here yet?" I grit my teeth, shoving my hands in my hoodie pocket. "You even stick to time," a warm hand pats my hair, "What a lovely creature you are." I almost jump out of my skin when I hear the voice behind me. I swirl around so fast to discover it's just the bastard, Rheagar. "You scared me, what the fuck?" I knit my brows together in a deep frown. He shrugs his shoulders, and rounds the bench sitting behind me, "It's a good thing you came." "Go straight to the point," I hiss, "Auren doesn't know I'm here." "He isn't supposed to," he dips his hands into his hoodie pocket and brings out an envelope. My heart skips a beat. What does he have in there

Tell me the truth

AshaI race back into the living room, my heart still pounding in my ears. I look around for any sign of Auren. My insides are trembling violently, hoping he's already gone to bed. I tiptoe through the dark room to the stairs, cautious of how my feet sound beneath me. I'm almost close to the stairs when— "And where are you coming from?" His deep voice vibrates through my bones. Fuck it. I bite my lips and slowly turn around to find him sitting on the couch, his legs spread out. "I—" I quickly find the words to say, "went out." "Why did you go out?" He presses on. "Just for fresh air," I straighten my back, slipping my hands into my hoodie pocket. In that moment, the lights come on. I almost jerk back in shock, but I try as much as possible to hold my ground. Auren stands up from the couch, advancing towards me menacingly, "You never go out for fresh air," he wraps his hand around my chin, "Since when did you start?" His eyes darken. "There's always a first time

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