"Please do not cry. It kills me to see you in pain and sobbing like this." Delila murmurs in a quiet and caring tone, attempting to console me, but the pain I was feeling only grows.
"Why does this have to happen to me all the time, Delila? What had I done to offend the Goddess?" I sob, and her hand softly grazes up and down my back, attempting to soothe the pain."Life may be brutal at times. But, in order to achieve the bliss that awaits, you must first overcome the grief. At least, that's what I believe." Delila shakes her head and glances down at me."Do you want to know what else I believe?" She asks and even though I shake my head, I kind of know what she will say. "Well, my dear friend. I believe that you should accompany me tonight.""I'm not going to this ridiculous party.""It would be a lot of fun, believe me. We can dress up, drink some liquor, and dance with some handsome attractive men. Wolves are coming from all over the packs and perhaps we could find our males." Delila enthusiastically cheers, but all I want to do is roll my eyes and get back under my duvet."You know I'm not going to be able to find-""I'm sure you've told me that a hundred times, Nesta. But that shouldn't stop you from having fun and perhaps getting laid." Delila's words make me gasp, and she winks at me."I'm saving my virtue for my male! You deplorable wolf." I huff and cross my arms across my chest. Delila only chuckles, "I know, I know. But we can have a few drinks and dance the night away, right? There is no harm or shame in enjoying your life as you please." Delila asks, and I nod. Actually, there is no harm in doing so. There is no harm whatsoever even if I give up my virtue. They have already labelled me a whore, there is no harm if I live up to that name, now is there?"It's settled then, we are going." She declares making me sigh.When we start getting ready, I feel fully at ease. Delila applies makeup on my face, concealing the dark circles beneath my eyes and the paleness of my skin from the restless night of weeping. She assists me in applying red lipstick and blush in an attempt to make me appear more vibrant and less pale as if I am ill."Isn't this a little too short, Delila?" I anxiously ask, my gaze fixed on my reflection in the mirror."Absolutely not! You have beautiful legs, Nesta. Show them off girl!""All right, fine," I respond hesitantly and Delila grins at me and powders her face.After Delila had dressed, we both step out of my room. I could see the young wolves of my pack dressed and ready for the party we were going to through the narrow window on the stairwell. I swallow thickly and stare down at myself one more time before climbing down the stairs."Come on, let's go seduce some hot males!" Delila grins as we walk out of our house.“How are we supposed to get there?” Delila smirks as I inquire in low voice.“I have prepared for everything.” She remarks smugly as she points to our left. I follow the direction she is pointing in to find an awaiting car. I smile and shake my head. She knew even before yesterday that she will drag me to the party no matter what. We walk to the waiting car and slide inside the slick black sedan.The car accelerates out of our pack's borders and drives along a narrow road surrounded by dense woodland. The driver is a member of the pack who is also a skilled driver and warrior. Delila had already obtained approval from my parents and had spoken with my parents. They believed it will be an excellent chance for their un-mated daughters as in us to find our males. As a result, they agreed to Delila's idea and arranged for our transport. We are quickly approaching the border of our neighbouring pack, and the guards don't even question us as they are aware of our arrival, and our pack and the host pack are allies.Time passes by once we enter the spacious packhouse of our neighbouring pack. The space is packed with wolves from all around, music is blasting with people swaying to the music and drinking the alcohol the pack had to offer. And at that moment, I forget the anguish that had been eating me up from the inside as time passes. I and Delila crept in amid the crowd, making a beeline for the bar. I am ready to dance to the music after a few shots of whiskey, my hands in the air, my body moving like an uncoiling rope, and my eyes are on fire.The excitement I am is feeling like a shot of adrenaline to my heart, and I am suddenly moving, one with the music, one with every wild person dancing in that place. My mind grows foggy and all I can feel are the heady waves of alcohol and music. But that doesn't stop me from feeling those burning eyes that are scorching my skin. It is as if those eyes have set my body on fire, and that gaze has merely rekindled my latent hunger. My core is ignited by the want to feel some sort of touch to cool my scorching flesh, and my fingers skim sensually over the curves of my hip and exposed neck. My eyes are drawn to those blazing eyes, and when the owner of those eyes approaches me, all I could do is stand there waiting.There is this kind of intoxication in those eyes and his scent that shut my soul down and the kind that woke it up again. As the male stand tall in front of me, a part of me wants to run and a part of me sought to perceive his touch, to cool the fire his gaze had set my body on. I know I will have bolted for the hills if I hadn't been high on booze. But being drunk has switched off the rational parts of my brain and left the fool to run my life, to run my mouth. And it is not long before I find myself in the arms of that male.I am certain that if I had known the consequences, if I had realised what was going to happen, I would have fled to the foothills and hidden in the deepest pit of hell. I would have hid myself from this world for the coming decades and just vanish from the face of earth. But now that I think of it, even if I had done so, I know I would still end up where I am. Because it was my fate, my destiny. The Goddess had already decided my fate for me and I only followed along the path that was laid out for me. Even if I tried to veer from that path, fate would still bring me back on that very path. And for that, I fell straight into the cruel trap the Goddess had meticulous set for me.___________________A/N**
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"Come on, don't give up now!" My father shouts as my juvenile brother on the ground grunt in agony and glare at father."I'm not going down without a fight, Father!" He groans and rises to his feet, and father's face lit up with a proud grin."That's the spirit!" Father shouts, and before he could prepare for the attack, the juvenile charges at him and grabs his neck. His leg comes up in an attempt to kick father in the belly, but father intercepts his knee, grabs him by the torso, and flings him to the ground with a swift flip. Father turns around and stares down at him on the ground."You have to be quicker than that if you want to leave a scratch on your enemy." As he took a few steps closer to him, Father remarks."Beta Hanniel!" Father turns around when a warrior yells his name and bows his head. "Alpha Lain has asked for your presence." Father nods his head and without a word, leaves with the warrior.I smile as Demir rises to his feet and walks up to me, with a forlorn expressi
"But I, too, want to have a lot of fun with my friends!" I encouragingly smile again as he said with a mournful voice."Demir, do you want to be the next Beta? Do you wish to take over father's title?""Yes, of course, I do!""To attain our objective and get what we desire, we must work hard and forego some of life's joys, such as not going out with our friends. But things improve, and brighter days await you, where you may have a lot more fun than this.""Are you certain?""Yes, I am! I'm confident that when you're older, you'll be a fantastic Beta and have a lot of fun. You will get your wolf, find your female and have a lot of children!" I exclaim; his cheeks flush slightly. I could not help but laugh as he looks down."Is that a blush on your cheek?" Demir shook his head as I poke his slightly chubby cheek from the side."No! I'm not blushing at all!" I giggle as Demir exclaim."You're so adorable!" I coo,"I am kind of adorable." Demir wonders and laughter booms through my chest.
With the flowers that were like dancing rainbows, I rush to the packhouse with a gentle smile on my lips. As the gentle summer breeze flows through my hair, my wild brown hair dance with the wave of breeze.My feet bounce with excitement against the soil as I stroll across the yard of my home and reach the packhouse. A slight scowl forms on my brows as I notice wolves run to the packhouse with huge grins and excitement. I, too, move towards the packhouse's door, protecting the blossoms from being crushed by the crowd. As I ascend up the foyer, the wolves shift slightly to make way for me. I drew a deep intake of breath and my eyes widen as the final row of the crowd scurry aside, revealing the wolf they were so enthusiastic about. My lips slightly open as he whirls around on his heel to face me. In front of me stands a fully grown Alpha male in place of the lean juvenile I knew, long gone the childhood friend of mine. His lean muscles are now toned, his shoulders are flared up and he
Ciro steps in and his gaze wander over my room as I stand by the door. My room was not as large as his, but it was cosy, with off-white walls and a queen-size bed draped in a hand-woven blanket identical to the one I had left for him in his room. The little windows on both sides of my room are open, and the light white curtains are swaying in the summer breeze. I attempted to neatly organise my room, and one thing that I feel would catch anyone's attention the most is the flower arrangements and green plants that I have put around the space to make my room look like somewhat a miniature version of my garden. I watch as his fingertips run over the delicate petal of a wildflower, and a grin blossoms on his lips. I was correct, the flower arrangement did catch his attention. Abruptly he turns around to face me, and I instantly glance away trying to not meet his gaze directly.“I have heard that you have decorated my room by yourself?” His voice is delicate and soft as he asks and I only
Ciro's gorgeous face flashes a small satisfied smile as his hand yanks open the passenger side door of his car. He offers his hand and a pale hand of a petit female grasps lightly onto his. Her lengthy legs are the first to exit the car and land on the soft earth, followed by the rest of her body. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the female. Her vulcanite-black hair cascades over her shoulders. She has a slender body with a shapely figure. Her waist is wasp-waisted, and her complexion is a gleaming pale. A pair of rapture-blue eyes sits beneath her slender brows. Through her velvety eyelashes, she gazes up at Ciro tentatively. Ciro's eyes gleamed with love and at that moment I knew. I knew my reality and my wretched fate.Ciro with the female by his side turns around towards the foyer of the packhouse. Luna Croía and Alpha Lain smile as they step out of the packhouse to greet Ciro. The immediate expression of surprise on their faces, however, reveals to me that none of them
Delila, my best friend, sprints toward me across the living room with a dazzling smile on her face, and a smile forms on my lips."Delila!" I exclaim as Delila engulfs me in a bone-crushing hug. "When did you come back?" As Delila steps back, I question."I returned just a few moments ago. I went to your house and your mother told me you were here!""Yes, I was preparing some wheat cakes.""Why? You shouldn't do anything but get dressed and look pretty for your Slava!" Delila says, frowning, and my eyes widen. I glance down trying to hide the flash of sorrow in my eyes, Delila's scowl intensifies."The Slava is not for me, Delila. It is to welcome Ciro's female." With a sorrowful smile on my face, I quietly say and look. Delila's confusion grows, and she drags me out of the packhouse."Please don't tell me it's someone else!" Delila pled, and all I could do was smile solemnly."He is blessed with a very beautiful female, Delila. And I know she will be perfect for him and our pack.""Y
“You have to go with me, Nesta! It would be amazing and we would have so much fun!” Delila pleads, and for the hundredth time this week, I shake my head. Just like every year, a wolf party is hosted for the wolves to mingle, and as always, I don't want to go, but Delila is adamant about dragging me there.“I don’t wish to go, Delila. I don’t like these parties. You should go.”“I will go but I want you to come with me! This party only happens once a year!” Delila exclaims, and I completely ignore her very presence and focus my attention on the pups surrounding me."You shouldn't mix with such speed; you will end up ruining the batter," I tenderly say, and the pup nods and mixes the better for cake slower. Delila rolls her eyes and groans.“You forgot how to be fun!” Delila grumbles, and I chuckle as I focus my attention on the pups.It has been a few weeks since the ceremony, and I am in the packhouse kitchen, teaching several eager pups how to make a cake. It's another tranquil day,
My gaze is drawn to the enormous table, and I have the feeling that all eyes are on me. There are expressions of sympathy, pity, contempt, rage, and disgust. My sight wanders across the room and settles on my brother, who is looking down, it must have pained him to see his sister being humiliated like this, and then my gaze falls on Delila, who is seething with rage and has her eyes closed. She opens her eyes to look at me, and I offer her an appreciative nod for not lashing out. I close my eyes and dash out of the dining hall and the packhouse, my head down.Despite the fact that everyone knew, no one ever said it aloud that I am wolfless. Even if they believed me to be cursed or simply thought that I was deemed unworthy to the Goddess, they never voiced it aloud. And, while I am aware of the vile rumours about me and Ciro, no one has ever branded me a whore in front of everyone. Everyone talks about me behind my back, but this is the first time such things have been said directly to