Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 5

The car door is opened for him and he proceeds inside while I struggle to open my side of door with tied hands.

Failing ,I scoot and come out from his side instead. Breathing heavily to find him near the entrance already.

Shit! Why is he so fast?

Before I call him to stop,the doors open and my mouth opens in shock.

The castle was humongous, a line of fountains welcoming with small bushes perfectly trimmed.

A broad pathway, laid towards inside.And when I looked up ,I almost stumbled on my feet.

Damn! I have never seen something so beautiful.

This place was like a palace I only saw in books and he was like the Prince. But sadly I was no princess,I can never be.

Coming back to reality,I saw men surrounding him like bees. Following him ,as he barely says anything.

I increase my pace,trying to catch up with him.

But he was already near the castle.

Maids line on either side,bowing to him and I blush when I see them bowing when I approach them aswell.

I bow them in return,giving them a small smile.

My scared eyes stare at his back,hoping for him to slow down.

Unaware of the step below my feet and I stumble on it.

A small scream leaving my lips as I land on the hard pavement. My hands being tied couldn’t break it and my elbows take the harsh fall.

Oh come on Thora! That was so embarrassing.

I feel ashamed of my own stupidness, as I look up to see he has stopped. And has turned around to look at me.

I gulp as he just stares,and the men following him take notice of me aswell.

Getting so much attention made me veil my face behind my hair as I breathe heavily. Trying to calm myself.

He doesn’t come to pick me up.

Just stares at me struggling to get up and fall again.

The maids hurried to pick me up and I thanked them. My cheeks burning in shame as everyone stared.

“Are you fine Miss?”

They ask and I just nod. When I look up to meet his stormy grey eyes.

He says something to the man next to him,while staring at me.

The man nods and stays ,while with one last look. He turns around and leaves.

“Miss you are hurt. Come,I will take you to the infirmary.”

One of the girl says with a polite smile and I stare at the wound on my elbow. B***d was dripping and I could see my healing powers were weakening.

I was no better than a human. Why was I so weak?

The man Volkan just ordered approaches us and thankfully removes the rope from my wrist.

I thank him while he just asks me to follow him.

…………………………………………..

It’s been 2 days and I haven’t seen him even once.

I was taken to the maids quarters after that day and one of the head maids Rain, explained me the tasks I have to do everyday.

I was cooking the pack dinner when the other maids were discussing about him.I couldn’t help listen to their conversation.

“Did you hear what the council announced yesterday?”

“No? What’s it?”

“The Annual ball for choosing the Queen is to be held next week.”

“That’s every years story Nat. Like every year the King will again reject the proposition. He is still searching for his destined one.’

“Ah that’s the big news girl! The King! He himself accepted it this time! “

“He is ready to select another shewolf as his Queen.”

“But what about his mate? Wasn’t he searching for her all these years?”

“He was.But the rumour said he told the council that his mate is dead.”

That was it. She felt a pang in her chest and a teardrop leaves her eyes. She was kneading the dough ,with downcasted eyes. Their each word like salt on her fresh wounds.

“Dead? Really? That’s bad.”

“But there is no doubt in this that the chosen one will be a lucky girl indeed.”

“Imagine a man of his standing as your mate and on top of that not a manwhore, like those other males in heat….he actually waited for her for 26 years!”

“Where do you find males like him? “

“But what a tragedy…..the girl is dead… she would have been so lucky”

“I bet it will be princess Charlotte of Eastern pack now. She is the most deserving candidate.”

“And an egoistic bit** as well”

The other said, making them both to chuckle.

While I look down at the dough, my teardrops have ruined it completely.

I have to do it again.

Keeping it aside ,I just rush out from there. Listening to them saying behind me.

“What’s wrong with the weirdo?”

“Isn’t this the very reason we call her a weirdo.”

And they again chuckled at this. Weirdo ,this was my new name here.

Not their fault though, I was weird anyways.

Not talking to anyone, not speaking anything except yes or no, busy with a notebook and pen in my hands…scribbling something everyday…to go back to sleep in my quarters while others gossiped and enjoyed.

I was weird. So it’s fine.

Rushing in my quarters,I close the door and slide down the wall. Letting out the tears fully.

Why? Why did I have to get a fate like this?

Rejection would have been better ,but all of them talking about my death when I was here breathing.

Broke me.

Is this how much he hated me?

That he wanted me dead?

No ..I have to face him! I have to ask him! I have to try atleast!

He can’t choose someone over me like this when I am alive!

He will actually have to kill me to reach there.

With new found determination, I get up cleaning my tears.

It’s 5:20. In 10 minutes his evening tea will be taken to him.

I

have to make sure I get it to his chambers.

Going back into the kitchen. I see one of the maids, preparing the tray and I hold it for her.

“Let…let me take it.”

She just sighs, calling me a weirdo but not stopping me.

Placing the cup,she shows me the staircase.

“3 rd floor. 2 nd door to your right.”

I knew it already, but I just nod at her and rush out of the kitchen.

Determined to ask for answers.

Knocking on the door, I hear a low come in and I gulp before entering.

Opening the door. I see him sitting there on his table, his tuxedo hanging on the seat behind.

Tie laying in a corner, while the sleeves of his shirt rolled up.

I feel his stare on me and my hands start trembling.

The teacups clinking as I approach him and place the tray on the table.

“Sir…your tea”

I manage to say, but his cold stare doesn’t soften. Instead his next words made nervousness to kick in.

“I don’t remember asking you to get it.”

Is this how much he hated seeing me?

Lowering my eyes,I stare at my belle flats instead.

Feeling bothered by his intense stare.

“I…I…wanted to talk to you.”

I say to be only hit by his powerful aura as he straightens his back,and his eyes bore holes into my skull.

“Did I gave you the permission to speak?”

My body nearly trembled at his rude words. His dominance making me scared like a little lamb going to be slaughtered.

Moving my head in a no,I refused to look up at him.

“Pour me a cup of tea”

Was his next command and I couldn’t help oblige. My hands trembling as I lift the kettle to pour it’s contents into the cup.

He just stares….at my pathetic self and trust me, I haven’t felt so weak and vulnerable before.

Landon has broken me completely from the inside and even if I try not showing it, I feel it will my soul trembling.

Offering him the cup, I try my best to keep my grip steady. Thankfully he takes it from my hands and the clinking of ceramic cups seizes , making me a bit relaxed.

His fingers not touching me, of course why will he? He is disgusted of you, don’t you remember.

He doesn’t say anything for next few minutes and I stand there awkwardly.

Aware of his eyes on me every few seconds, but I couldn’t dare look up.

“Come here”

He says suddenly , pushing back his chair and pointing to the place next to his seat.

I go there reluctantly, on small clumsy steps staggering.

I am hit with his Rain and pinewood cologne ,as soon as I step in his vicinity. Making me hold my breath to stop my wolf from going crazy.

“Hands behind you back”

He says and I couldn’t help oblige.It was a symbol of respect..so why not.

“Now kneel”

This time my eyes met his grey stormy ones. I was afraid. There was nothing but coldness and it froze me completely.

Why does he want me to kneel? Will he-

“I won’t be repeating.”

And I slide down, in no mood to aggravate his anger further. My knees hitting the carpet floor and eyes fixed at the floor.

I feel him moving his chair closer to me. His legs coming on my either side, making anxiety to kick in.

“Now lift your chin and look up at me”

His voice sent shivers down my spine, my hands clenched behind my back. Not even once did he touch me but the wetness below made me ashamed of myself.

I couldn’t control it, my wolf enjoyed listening to her mate’s commanding voice.

It was all her doing.

I look up finally, to only hate myself more. His eyes, they showed how much he hated me. My sight alone disgusting for me.

“Now”

He says moving his face closer to me. His breath hitting my lips as he sniffs me suddenly.

“Speak”

By sniffing he was making sure that no other male has been near me. Once assured he looks down at me , urging me to continue.

“I…I…you…you told the council…that I am dead?”

I ask directly, to see nothing in those emotionless eyes.

Just a mere.

“Hmmm”

As he closes his eyes and sniffs me again, my neck this time. His breath hitting my neck, making the tingles to explode and the sensation between my legs to worsen.

“What else would you have prefered?”

“Perhaps me telling the council that my mate is a who**?”

I couldn’t hold it. A tear leaves my eyes and he smiles. Mocking what he thought was fake innocence.

“I can smell it. So stop with this fake charade of innocence.”

He grips my chin suddenly, pushing it up and making my breathing to stop and heart to thud in my chest.

My teary eyes met his hatred filled ones as he seethes at me.

“And go prepare for the selection of your future Queen”

“You will be her personal maid”

I gulp, more tears leaving my eyes, the tingles burning me.

Leaving his grip on my chin, he looks at me in disgust one last time before he turns around his seat and gets back to work .

“You may leave.”

I didn’t waste a second, stumbling back on the carpet,down at his feet.

Getting up and sprinting from there.

Tears running down my eyes as I saw myself in his eyes today.

I was no one for him…just a maid…just a useless girl who he hates more than anything.

I was a fool to think I can make him love me..when I myself hated my very own self.

I hated my weak self, my weak wolf and my helpless self.

If only she knew, she was anything but weak.

Born as a mystery, the b***d in her veins was the strongest in centuries.

And only time will tell

How she was indeed born to rewrite history.