y. Today is the day I have to prove myself to my so-called mate. It is not the fact that I am nervous or anxious as to why I feel up

e my throne or even when I find my gift from the moon. But I guess my destiny is alw

azy. Eyes searching, legs trying to take me to him. Hands itching to hold him, skin wanting to feel his wa

ry bob of his Adam's apple to the gulps of water he swallows. His jaw clenches, hands turning to fists. He feels the heat of my gaze on h

ks up to him, smiling with red shy cheeks. Handing him a towel, to which he takes sparking a conversation between them. S

my heart dig deeper, tears wanting to be released from the hold I have on them, legs shake from the weight of my hear

It's okay...it's...okay. I don't know where I am going, but this is the only way for me to heal. Gliding past trees,

dden impact tumbling down to the ground. Pain overtaking my body, l

, red eyes glaring into mine. He circles me as if I am his prey. Sniffing, licking, biting, getting used to his mate. I understand his an

sinks his fangs into my wrist, blood seeping out. I wince from the pain. Retracting and licking my wound. His way of sh

to know each other, playing a game of chase, hunting. Just relishing in each other's warmth. He makes me forget everything for a while, I feel conten

me show you the outcome of the strength you gave me.

nt of all. I walk forward, hearing the sound of bones cracking knowing the man that hates me

ark the day of her death. My wolf will take pleasure in spilling her blood. Deimos walks to the centre of the field. "Today, each one of you will fight an oppone

eimos questions, eyes looki

hesitation. "That female shall be my opp

I want that. "Do you accept,

ls my anger. This will be the last time he will speak her name, I will make sure of it. The female looks from him to me, dete

sn't waver, she's strong. Pity, she w