"You had no right being out there and bringing him to my castle, woman," he said as he turned suddenly to face her.Mara followed him instantly when she heard him say he would send someone to get rid of the wounded man on the bed.She could not understand why a man like him would be cruel to someone else, but then he had to turn to her and tell her that she had no right."You said you would get rid of him." she pressed onto the subject so he would not change it.Sebastian frowned, "I would not have you bring in strays and unfamiliar beings to my castle. Not even if you are my...my... forget it." he said and made to turn away.He could not believe he had almost said those words out loud.How could he refer to her as his mate when he knew well enough he could and would not accept that responsibility ever? He needed to get away from her before he said any more wrong things, but she would not allow him. The woman was so stubborn and determined to get whatever she wanted.Perhaps even he
Old Sonya sighed but said nothing while Maria stared at her with eyes full of curiosity, hoping she would start speaking.After a while, when it was apparent the woman was not going to speak of it, the young girl decided to do it herself. She informed Mara that she would tell her, against Sonya's wish. She hurriedly tried to stop Maria by saying the story was not something she should be worried about, but Mara became more adamant about listening to her words and insisted on them telling her.She asked Maria to proceed with the story because it could be helpful for her in the future, and with her current situation, she was ready to accept and listen to anything that might help her.Maria cleared her throat and then began.It was something that happened many moons ago that was told to them. Sebastian had not always been this way until after he had lost his father.It was said the old man had been attacked by some other pack and died in battle, but that was not all there was to it. In
There was tension in the air. Probably not hers at the moment but in his own space.Sebastian was forcing himself not to react or seem overly protective of the frail Woman when he wanted nothing to do with her.But now, Silas was overstepping his bounds, and Sebastian was not sure how to classify his actions. Perhaps he was intentionally trying to provoke him when after she introduced herself to him, he took her hand in his and kissed the back of it.His wolf shifted angrily within him, and he felt so much displeasure. To make it worse, his brother had looked at him in a cocky manner after doing that without leaving her hand.Sebastian flashed him a warning before she could notice by bringing up his wolf's eyes briefly. Then he cleared his throat. She looked at him now, and although he wanted not to be angry, he could not help being mad at her.He cleared his throat to make her realize what was happening while glaring at the hand holding hers.He noticed how she held his brother's han
Of her specie, this man was totally unbelievable in all his ways.She wanted to walk around that table to where he sat looking dashingly handsome and punch him in the face.All he did was make her angry from the moment they met, and now it seemed like each time they met, an intensity of anger increased within her like each meeting with him was fuel.It was pretty unusual, but she was intelligent enough to understand that it very well would have everything and more to do with her being his mate.She wanted to know the meaning by all means, even if she already suspected something to be what it was.She liked the prospect of her thought surprisingly but yet again disliked it.Silas, who had been standing there enjoying the show between the duo, was beginning to feel for hisbrother.He could understand that all this action he was putting up was an intro to the pain he was feeling inside. Nothing hurt more than an unclaimed mate, which drove them wolves to madness.He had to step in immed
Waking up that morning, Mara had quite a lot on her mind. The previous night had been hard on her as all she thought about was circling Sebastian and his life story. There were so many questions on her mind and so many regrets.When she had gone inside the previous night, Old Sonya had been waiting still for her. Poor old woman,she was watching over the werewolf she had dragged home and had worn herself out. When Mara entered the room, she was seated on a chair and sleeping.Mara had woken her up and escorted her to her room after insisting she would watch over the man who she doubted his status after her eavesdropping revelation.The young man on her bed looked pretty much young and seemed like he was much younger thanSebastian and Silas. He was dashing with blonde hair, although hers was way lighter. He needed to wake up soon enough to avoid irritating Sebastian further.Mara had drawn the chair up close and sat down to watch him. The night had not been easy as she was busy mappi
The old lady was amused by her lie with the way she smiled at Mara and responded sarcastically."Oh, I see," she said.Mara was at a loss instantly and decided to switch to full defensive. She had to first agree to the fact thatshe had heard the very same thing, but it made absolutely no sense to her as such superstitious beliefsdo not attract her.She was a free woman of her own free will and would not be coerced into believing some ancient stories. All along, the old lady had been paying her attention and paused on what she had been doing to listen fully to her speech, for that was what it seemed like to her.First, she corrected Mara on the fact that she did not believe in superstitions by asking her a simple question. It was a straight one as it was just that had she been told without seeing that werewolves did exist, would she have believed? Mara thought about it briefly."Of course not. Right now, I'm still trying to believe it fully," she said"Good. In the same way, you must
Mara had never been more frightened than she was at that moment when the young man suddenlygrabbed her unexpectedly.She felt her heart do a little huddle and back again as she froze for a moment on the spot.Slowly, she turned around to see what had caused the sudden grip of the young man.Ever since she had rescued him, she had been waiting to see what beautiful eyes lay behind those closed lids of the handsome young face because that was the only way she could tell if he was indeed a werewolf or not, which she hoped would not be because it will justify her defense of him against Sebastian on how wrong he was judging the young man as a werewolf.However, if she had made a bet with her life on that, she would have lost it woefully because the moment she turned, her eyes stared back at eyes that were not deemed humanlike, and I knew instantly that I had been wrong all along. This one had a strange color like the others that had attacked her in theforest but nothing similar to Sebast
She was just in time to see the last bit of the wound closing up while he tore the bandages away with his inhuman strength.Speak of the most unusual thing ever, and she would point at this bit.“Your wound, it’s healing.” She said and brought her hands together close to her face in shock.“Of course, it would heal. This your first time with a werewolf?” he asked her.“Um, yes. First time with an injured werewolf.” She said to him, and he nodded“I could have healed long ago, but the bastard who injured me stuck silver in me, and I could not get it out.I grew weak while he and his friends battered me.” He said“The silver arrowhead?” she asked“Yes. Very dangerous. You took it out?” he asked her“Yes. But I had help.” She said.He smiled and nodded, appreciating her when he paused suddenly and turned to stare at her like he justrealized something.“You said earlier I’m your first injured werewolf, and now you say you had help taking out the silver. Aretheir wolves with you?” he ask