Christian walked back toward the couch and sat. He wanted her to see that he had no intention of hurting her. He wanted to know who had filled his mate's head with rubbish, causing her to fear him. Yes, he was dangerous to be around, very, but within his human form he was the nicest person you could ever meet.
What did he expect? He was born an Alpha and would one day be the ruler when his father, Alpha Pharaoh, was gone. He had to stay on guard at all times, but not around his mate. On hearing her sweet voice, he returned to the present. Her voice was as peaceful as listening to a stream while falling asleep.
"Can I clean now, sir?" she asked him, still scared.
"Sir," he said out loud, hating that she called him by that word. His wolf wanted his mate to call him by his name. He wanted her to call him Christian. He was hers and she was his. She looked at him. He sensed that she wanted to do the job she had come to do and get the hell out of there, away from h
I kept on hearing his powerful voice in my head. "If anyone hurt you, you know where to find me." I froze, staring at the closed door. I did not know what to make of it, but being around him gave me a strange, unusual feeling, as if I had found someone who loved me and a place I could call home. At first, I was terrified of him, but when he talked, his powerful voice gave me a soothing feeling. I felt that I should stay with him and never leave him. I felt safe with him. I touched the door, running my hand across it, feeling the hardness and the scratch marks which were created by him. I started to wonder why Francine was so terrified of me entering his cell. What if the Alpha had locked him up inside, just like my evil grandmother had done to me and wanted everyone to believe that he was evil? I knew how it felt to be locked up, to be away from everyone and how terrible it was being alone and only meeting the walls of the room every day. I had to sav
"No," I said to my wolf, not thinking it wise to change or to go with the strange dark wolf. However, I felt a strong feeling within me as if my wolf wanted to cry. I looked at the red eyed large beast as it howled at me. "What are you doing to my wolf?" I said to it. It was as if it was controlling my wolf with its howls. I heard my wolf speak. "I want to go with him," she said, fighting its way from out of my body. I looked around seeing my beautiful green dress, all torn up, flying all over the place like dead leaves and realized that I was no longer in my human form. I was standing on four feet. "Woo," the wolf in the forest called me again. I felt my feet move and I was running into the forest. I felt a strange feeling of happiness as I ran to meet him. Soon, I was close to him that our faces touched. The wolf howled softly at me. I was no longer afraid of him. I felt safe. I closed my green eyes, as it got even closer to me, rubb
I stared at the bright red blood dripping slowly from my lips onto my hand then to the floor, next to my feet. I watched it splashing against my toes. I held my mouth in pain and stared at the Alpha. He stared at me and smiled, enjoying what he had done. I wanted to run to my room and cry, but I was scared, so scared to even take a step backward, away from him. I did not want to feel any more pain. My mouth hurt. I had to clench my teeth to endure the pain. "The pain that I felt when your father raped and took my first Luna away from me was far greater than what you are feeling," he said, and pushed my bloodied hand away from my mouth. "Ah!" I cried out in pain, falling to the floor onto my knees. He pulled me by my red hair and brought his face to mine. "You shall feel the pain I went through," he said angrily, while his spit flew into my eyes. He threw me to the floor. I opened my eyes and rolled to my side. "I hate you!" he shouted
"Ha-ha!" I heard the evil Alpha laugh outside the beast’s room. "Kill her, beast! Rip her apart! Make sure there are no remains of her!" he shouted. I trembled on the floor, scared—scared of opening my eyes. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes tightly, waiting for what would happen. My heart raced, the beats echoing in my ear. I heard the heavy footsteps of the beast approaching me. "Grrr," I heard it growl as it came closer, until I felt hot air escaping from its nostril against my face. My lips trembled at feeling his breath, and my heart raced even more in my chest, causing me to feel the pain of every beat it made. I did not move. I lay on the floor pretending to be dead. At that moment I wanted to die. I wanted my heart to stop. I did not want to die being torn apart by his sharp teeth. I thought of how terrible my death was going to be. I peed myself. I was petrified. "Whenever you need my help, you know where to find me," I heard Christian's voice i
Questions filled my head about the large dark beast who was in the passageway fighting his father for me. Why was he protecting me? Why did he visit me in the forest? Why does my wolf feel so peaceful around him? Why did I feel so safe with him, more than I had ever felt with anyone, and he was only a stranger? On hearing a scream, I jumped up. "Pharaoh!" I heard the Luna scream through her tears. I ran from Christian’s bedroom into the living room and out into the passageway. I covered my mouth on seeing Alpha Pharaoh lying on the floor, nude. He was covered in blood from head to toe. It seemed that he had shifted in fighting back, but had lost. The Luna ran over to her mate and rested his bloody head on her lap and sobbed. "Why?" she cried. "What have I done to deserve this, Moon Goddess?" she shouted, as she rocked her mate who seemed as if he was dead, back and forth on her lap. I stood away from the Luna, next to the dark beast's door, trying to
He saw himself in a large, dark field filled with smoke. He was in his human form, alone and naked. He remembered being there as a child. He was only eight at that time. He'd woken up, not being able to control his beast anymore. He walked around the field, clueless about where he was going. Was he dreaming? He heard a growl. It sounded familiar. He turned around and saw his wolf appearing from the white smoke. He was staring at him with his blood-red eyes. He did not understand what was happening. Why was his wolf not in his body? Why was it standing before him as if it was another wolf? It stood away from him and growled. They stared at each other. What did it want? He asked himself. It was as if it was waiting for him to say something. "What do you want?" he asked his beast. It said nothing and continued to gaze at him. "Why can't I control you?" he asked it. Still, it said nothing. He broke down into tears, remembering his
The day was losing its light and night was on its way. My feet hurt. I was running for such a long time, not knowing where to go. People along the road passed me and looked at me scornfully as if I were mad. "Don't walk near her, Hun," I would hear them say, pulling their child close to them. Not being able to bear it anymore, I ran across the road into the forest, away from everyone. I soon lost energy and sat next to a tree, resting my back on the large tree trunk. Tears streaked down my cheeks. I was sad and tired of bad things happening to me. I thought that leaving Phyllis's cell would bring me peace at last, but life had only got worse every day. I cursed the day I was ever born. I did not understand why I was conceived to suffer. I would never be happy, I thought. I sank my face into the palms of my hand. My face became soaked from my tears. I gently removed my hand from my face on hearing the rolling of thunder. I was worried about it raining. I had n
I jumped up quickly, remembering that I'd tried to drown myself in the pond. I was lying on a bed in a small room, painted in dark brown. I looked at my body and saw I was dressed in a black short dress. Where was I? I got up, losing my balance and falling to the floor with a crash. The bedroom door opened and there I saw Francine and Cindy. "You're finally awake," Cindy said, as she ran over to me, helped me off the floor and hugged me. I returned her hug and broke down in tears. "Help her back to the bed," Francine said, and came close to me, assisting Cindy to get me back on the bed. "How did you find me?" I asked them. "We found you lying in the forest," Cindy said. "It seemed that you'd passed out in the rain, for when we found you, you were soaked," she told me. "Near a pond?" I asked them, knowing exactly where I was. "No," Francine said. "When I and Francine found you, you were nowhere near a pond," Cindy said.