Nyssa pov
I must have heard him wrong. There was no way my father had just said Darius didn’t want to reject me anymore. The same man who acted like our bond disgusted him… now suddenly didn’t want to reject it?
Yeah, I wasn’t buying it.
I waited for him to snap, to glare at my father and ask where he’d heard such insane nonsense but he said nothing.
Instead, he yanked the dagger out of my hands, nearly slicing my fingers in the process if I hadn’t let go quickly enough.
I watched, stunned, as he hurled the dagger to the ground. The sharp clatter echoed against the tiles, ringing through the
room.
Before I could even process what was happening, his hand shot to the back of my dress and, to my utter disbelief, he hauled me up by the fabric and threw me over his shoulder.
And before anyone could react, he dragged me straight to the window and leapt out.
Everything became a blur as he moved swiftly through the woods, carrying me effortlessly in his grip as though I weighed nothing.
Huh?
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I blinked, trying to process everything happening at once. Leaves and dust brushed against my face, and a freaking stone even smacked my forehead, yet I still couldn’t wrap my head around what was going on.
But then I spotted a large tree up ahead, and suddenly, my senses snapped back into place.
A scream tore from my throat, my eyes widening in fright as I began flailing my arms, trying to wriggle free from his grip.
“W–What are you doing?! Let me down this instant!” I screamed.
But Darius didn’t stop running.
In fact, the bastard ran even faster, and just when I thought I was going to lose my life and slam into the tree, Darius leapt over the rock effortlessly. Time seemed to slow as I stared, stunned, at nothing in particular.
It- it felt like we were flying.
I blinked, my eyes catching a bird that flew past us, its gaze mirroring mine in the same confusion, and I didn’t even know what to feel at that moment, all I knew was that Darius was freaking insane.
A second later, time snapped back into motion and Darius came crashing down to the ground. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the impact from such a height.
But it never came.
Darius landed solidly on his feet.
And then, like the cruel bastard he was, he picked me up from his shoulder and dropped me, causing me to hit the ground with a soft thud, pain shooting through my back.
I hissed and rubbed the sore spot, glaring up at him as anger surged through me like wildfire.
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I shot up from the ground and stormed toward him, my hand raised, ready to strike him across the face.
But before I could touch him, he blocked my attack and flicked my hand away with infuriating ease, the force making my body jerk to the side, nearly knocking me off balance.
I narrowed my eyes at him, my glare sharpening. The thought that he was the reason my plan had failed made the fury
burn even hotter.
I snarled and lunged at him, my fist swinging in a punch but he dodged, sidestepping me effortlessly.
Still, I didn’t stop. I aimed a sharp kick at him, but he jumped back, avoiding it again, his frown deepening as he studied me.
“Bastard,” I hissed, charging at him again. “Because of you… because of you, I wasn’t able to do it. Who asked you to stop me?!” I screamed.
And I wasn’t sure where the strength came from, but I was faster this time, appearing in front of him in a flash, my leg swinging straight for his chest.
He flicked my leg away like it was nothing more than dirt, and it only made me more upset.
Here I was, trying to at least land a single hit on him, even just one but the man seemed impossible to touch.
“Is it because you didn’t get the chance to reject me yourself? Is that why you stopped me?” I snapped. “You think you’re the only one who regrets that the goddess mated us? Well, you’re wrong! I also can’t believe I’m bound to the ruthless, cursed king! I was given a second chance, and yet, I’m still tied to you in this lifetime. Do you think I wanted that?!”
I roared and leapt into the air, throwing a punch straight at his face.
But he just stood there, making no move to block me, his emotionless eyes staring right into mine.
And at the very last second, just as my fist was about to connect with his face, he moved.
His hand shot out, grabbing my neck in a firm grip before slamming me against the tree.
My eyes widened as he leaned in, his face just inches from mine- so close that his hot breath brushed against my lips, making me inhale sharply. My body went stiff, and the anger I’d felt a moment ago vanished in an instant, replaced by something far worse.
Fear.
Cold, unrelenting fear.
His grip wasn’t even tight, not enough to cut off my air but his hold, his presence, the dangerous glint in his eyes… it was more than enough to make my entire body tremble.
“Amusing,” he said dryly. “She is truly cruel enough to make you, my apparent mate, a white wolf.”
A gasp escaped me at his words and I felt my heart drop to the pits of my stomach.
He knew. Oh goddess, he was that I was a white wolf.
His gaze narrowed in on me and he tilted his head slightly to the side as he reached out and lifted my chin up with his fingers as he uttered the last words.
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