The sun hadn’t even fully risen when Autumn stirred a little.She lay sprawled beside Kieran,on his bed, her body a map of red marks and dark bruises...so from her rough life, and so from the previous night.
He should have felt a little guilty, maybe even regretted. But instead, he felt peace. Peace, and a low, simring possessiveness he hadn’t known he was capable of.
Autumn groaned as she turned, the ropes and bounds long gone but the ghost of them still lingered because she rubbed her wrists, as her eyes fluttered open. Her voice was hoarse, the morning kind. "You are lucky I didn’t rip your throat out while you slept. "
Kieran chuckled, not bothering to look away as she adjusted the sheet over her exposed body. "You tried. Multiple tis. Failed, multiple tis. That’s the pattern, sweetheart."
"Asshole," she muttered, struggling to sit up." I don’t care a di about your stupid gas! Ahh! Fuck, my head hurts! "
"You should care," he interrupted, rising from the bed and striding across the room, gloriously naked. He poured himself a glass of water and drank, then tossed her a shirt.His shirt. "Get dressed. You are coming with ."
"Where the hell are we going?" She sneered, catching the shirt and slipping it on begrudgingly.
He glanced back at her, jaw tense. " Sowhere where nobody would even hear your screams! "
Her eyes narrowed. "You are going to fuck again? Right in the morning? Fuck! Are you a beast..."
"I am not," he snapped . " Don’t get too used to the idea of fucking you, little bitch! Not all get the second ti. Consider yourself lucky! " Then after a short pause, he added. " We are going to et my father."
She blinked. "Your what?"
But he was already moving, tugging on black slacks and a half buttoned shirt, a stern deanor coming over him. "There are things you need to see. And questions you need answered."
"Answers to what?" she snapped, now fully dressed and annoyed. "You are keeping hostage. You tied up, used ...don’t think just because these nights of insanity gave so pleasure,I am suddenly one of your obedient pack sluts."
Kieran growled low, stalking towards her. "You think I did this for pleasure? I could have had a dozen she-wolves if that’s all I wanted. You are not here because you are easy...you are here because of your blood."
"My what?"
He did not explain.
He simply grabbed her wrist...not roughly this ti, more like a tether...and led her out.
***
Autumn had no idea where they went because the mont she was shoved inside his car, a blind fold ca out. Before she could protest, Kieran sprayed sothing on her face.
" What the ***Cough! Cough! *** What the fuck was that? "
" A deterring spray. It will subdue your senses long enough so you are not able to sniff your way! It’s a classified area where we are headed. Nobody should know about it! None! If you want to keep breathing, that is! Understood? "
Autumn did not nod, neither did she say anything to disagree.
When finally they ca to a stop, Kieran gently led her out and did away with the blindfold.
They were high up on the mountains. Autumn could not even feel the cold. Must be the spray that numbed her senses.
They were in front of a fortress, a massive one. And there was this inner space nestled deep in the heart of the fortress, guarded by gigantic stones and ancient symbols. Autumn , however, could not see any living soul. No guards, no patrols! So much for being a high security area, Autumn scoffed.
When they further went inside,she noticed the room was circular, lined with high backed chairs and ancient Lycan portraits, all staring as Kieran strode in with her at his side.Their eyes looked as if alive.
"Is that her?" A voice echoed from the shadows, calm and cold.
Kieran gave a firm nod. "Autumn. Descendant of Isolde.Carrying her blood. "
Autumn flinched. "How do you know that na?My mother used to swear by her na..."
"Because she was the last of the Nightfang line. The bloodline we thought extinct."
Autumn turned slowly, her gaze colliding with a tall, imposing figure erging from the back of the chamber. He was older than Kieran by decades, but the resemblance was chilling. The sa cold fire in his eyes, the sa aura of command.So wrinkles here and there and so fine lines.
"Umm,Kieran?" she whispered, unsure. "That’s your father?"
Kieran nodded once. "Alpha Malrick. High Alpha of the Southern Blood Court."
Malrick’s eyes narrowed at Autumn. "So... this is the girl who stole from our lands, injured our patrol, insulted my son and yet managed to survive?"
"Barely," Autumn shot back, looking very proud. "And I would do it again, better, if I got another chance."
The room fell silent.
Then Malrick chuckled. "Spirited. I see why you chose her, Kieran."
"I did not choose her, Father, " Kieran said through clenched teeth. "The Moon did."
"What the hell are you two talking about?" Autumn demanded. "What did you bring here for? If we are done with your punishnts and disciplines, maybe you could let be a rogue again! I really really hate it in your pack! It sucks!"
Malrick approached her now, his gaze like a blade. "We can not do that,my child!Your blood belongs to a royal bloodline long believed to be wiped out. Isolde was betrothed to the Lycan King but she fled before the mating. Took sothing with her that I need to heal.Your blood. " After a long pause, he added. " You see, I am dying! "
Autumn’s breath caught in her throat. " I don’t understand what you are saying." She looked between Kieran and Malrick.
"She died ,that’s what we all believed.But apparently not. Because here you are, alive and breathing." Malrick continued. "But your scent...it awakened sothing in Kieran.We believed he would never have a fated mate because the bloodline we were fated to, was long dead. We had given up all hopes and always settled for any chosen mate that we saw was befitting...or beneficial...but now..."
She turned to Kieran, anger flashing through her. "You knew. You knew all this and you didn’t bother to tell ?"
"I suspected.I wasn’t completely sure. That’s why I had to try again last night because the first ti,nothing happened," he said softly. "But last night, when you ca...your scent changed. The bond snapped into place...our bloodlines. You felt it, didn’t you?"
"I thought it was adrenaline dammit...I was mad at you...am," she whispered, fuming with rage, gritting through her teeth.
Malrick interrupted. "It was fate. The heir of the lost Nightfang pack and the heir of the Blackmoon mated by blood...by prophecy."
Autumn stepped back, her voice shaking. "No. I don’t want this. I want my life back! Exactly what do you want from ? "
" Nothing that you can’t give. You will stay in the pack. Serve and earn your way. And in the anti, I will bring you here from ti to ti, so we can heal Father as well. But nobody knows that he is alive. So this information needs to die with you. A single word and you would have to face worse than death! "
Autumn shook her head. She did not like this. She did not like this idea at all. She was going to be a slave and a living breathing blood bank. What kind of a fucking arrangent was this?
"You were born for it," Malrick added, stepping forward, his voice like iron. " Your kind of blood has healed many before . Don’t worry about getting drained. It doesn’t work that way.You were not born to be a rogue...never.Let Kieran show you our pack ways! Earn your way up under him..."
" No...no...No!!!" She silently retreated, shaking her head furiously.Her body trembled, caught between disbelief and rage. "I would rather die than be owned."
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