Chapter46
Sierra’s pov
The woman staring back at me in the mirror didn’t look like me. She was scarred. One side of my face… it was…
I feel tears sting my eyes as I lift my trembling fingers to trace it.
Ugly.
My old clear face will never be there.. I have to live with it… no.. Why moon goddess? Why?
All my life I was locked in my fathers pack house. I never complained anyone. I learned to live and be happy with that life. But then I got married to a man who despises me with his everything.I became a Luna of a pack where everyone wants me dead…I still managed to live normally and find happiness in the smallest of things. May it be by playing with bolt, training with Dom…but now this?
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I am tired.
Tired of living like this.
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It seems that moon goddess really hates me. I can heal others but when it comes to me? I can’t even heal myself and talk to my wolf.
With a face like this… I will only be ridiculed and made fun of.
Why did Xavier even gave me his blood? He should have let me die. But this why would he?
If I die, barter will be rebuked and he will lose everything.
It was never about me.
And it was never going to be.
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I will just be a replacement, a concubine for him to bear his heir.
Other than that, Sierra King is no one.
I am nothing.
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Just an ugly girl who no one will ever love. My parents abandoned me and soon Xavier will also abandon me.
People see hope and growth in their future while all I can see is darkness. Abandoned, banished, left in the forests as a rogue to feed fir myself.
Surviving on left overs.
Before I know I feel a presence behind me and when I look up, my stomach churns.
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I immediately rub my checks on my shoulder sleeve, wiping my tears oll. His jaw was hardened, those grey eyes cold as usual. Yet it only added to his beauty.
The thought of standing beside this man as his wife in front of the entire world with my face scarred like this…
Made something drop inside my stomach.
I was nothing in front of him.
My strength, my appearance… I could never match him.
My head drops, as I fail to meet his intense stare. My hair fall on my face, veiling my scar and I somehow felt relieved. My voice low.
What are you… doing here?”
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He doesn’t say anything. His answer not verbal. My pathetic heart
thuds faster when I see his footsteps coming closer and on its own my steps stagger back.
“Wh- what?”
My back meets the wall and my widened eyes stay rooted on his chest. He wasn’t touching me yet I could feel him everywhere around me.
His scént.
His dark aura.
“Look at me, doll.”
His voice… there was something different in it. Unlike earlier it wasn’t emotionless and detached… rather it sounded soft.
I refuse. Moving my head to a side. I rather press my scarred cheek on
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the wall
“You.. Don’t want to see it.. Trust me..”
Before I know he grabbed my chin and jerked it to a side. Laying bare my scarred check to the scrutiny of his eyes.
”
Agghh”
My fists clench as I look into his eyes. Expecting to find hate or disgust. But there was nothing.
The coldness of his gaze sustains.
“I know- I look ugly-”
He doesn’t let me complete. His thumb delves into my mouth, stopping me from speaking and his eyes veer to lock with mine.
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Shut up.”
Thud.
Lub
Dub
Thud.
I could hear my heart in my ears.
Hot Blood was surging into my veins as I feel his thumb brushing my tongue. My lips wrap around his finger and I felt not only the butterflies but an entire zoo go haywire in my stomach.
I gulp.
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And he moves closer.
My eyes widening.
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Stop your stupid mind from having all these bullshit thoughts. A fucking scar is not the end of the world.”
What?
What did he say?
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Next I know I feel his warm breath on my cheek. His face was too close: I seal shut my eyes and that’s when I felt it.
Soft lips on my scarred rugged skin.
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He… he was kissing my scar
My legs wobble, knees feel weak and a strange sound left my lips. Yet it did nothing to pull him out. His thumb was still in my mouth and his lips on my scar. Trailing soft kisses all the way up to my car along its length.
When I try to move his other hand delves up to wrap around my neck. Holding me in position.
And suddenly I heard a voice in my head… his voice.
God. What is she doing to me?
Was this his thought? Why am I hearing it? Could it be because of his blood that he gave me?
He doesn’t stop at that scar on my face.
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No.
His kisses trail lower. All the way down my arm to my chest where a knife was rooted 24 hours ago.
His thumb slips out of my mouth and my cheeks flare red as I see my saliva dripping from it.
However he didn’t mind it a bit.
His mouth hovered over my perking aureoles through my flimsy shirt and I was breathing heavily. Breathless, flushed. Staring down at the man on his knees in front of me.
Lifting up my skirt, he kisses my thigh and I moan again. Pressing my legs together to throw back my head.
Agghh! Fuck!
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What is he doing?
Xavier… stop.. I can’t-”
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I had barely whispers the words when he suddenly gets up on his feet. Wraps his arm around my waist and makes us both stand in front of the mirror.
“Look at yourself…”
He whispers in my ear and I grip his arm wrapped around my waist.
I just couldn’t…
That inferiority complex… Those thoughts would hit me again..
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Trust me. Doll. Come on.”
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His tone hints softness and I decided to do it. Slowly, I peel my eyes open to look at our reflection in the mirror.
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