Fated To Love The Rejected Alpha

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"We have to leave this place right now Ariana, they are coming" Ariana's mother threw a few clothes into a bag, no sooner had she opened the door when they heard the rustle of leaves, the night air was chilled as she and her mother ran into the mist, they suddenly heard a low growl behind them that was way too close, Ariana's mother stopped on her track, panting for breath and at the same time trying to shield Ariana from whatever danger coming their way, Ariana's eyes widened in terror as she saw two pair of red eyes staring at them in the darkness, teeth bared, ready to pounce on its prey. powerful footsteps purposefully advanced towards them like a predator once it sets it's eyes on a prey and Ariana's mother quickly stood at her front as if to shield her from any danger, pushing her away from her side, she screamed ,

"run Ariana, run, take this" her mother shouted as she gave her a pendant, no sooner had Ariana wrapped her hands around it then, powerful claws pounced on mother,

"mother no! I won't leave without you" she screamed as she ran towards her mother, who was struggling with the wolf but she was no match for a werewolf, there was a long gash on her forehead as blood trickled out,

"no do not come closer, run Ariana promise me to always wear that necklace" ten years old Ariana watched in horror as blood trickled from her mother's mouth,

"promise me Ariana'" tears rolled down her cheeks, as she stared at her mother fight with her last breathe,

"I will mom, I promise" her mother smiled as she whispered,

"you have to survive Ariana, you have to live" and then she suddenly stopped her struggling as she suddenly grew still, dead, her mother was dead.

The wolf suddenly turned to her, teeth bared as it growled, and she suddenly jerked from her daze as the word "run" echoed in her head, she screamed and ran with all her might, with the wolf on her tail, heart pounding, breathing hard, she suddenly missed a step and she fell, she watched in terror as the wolf pounced on her, she rose her arms to block the attack as it tore at her eyes, suddenly, everything grew still as she was snared into the den of nothingness.

Chapter one

Ariana's POV

I was sitting on my bed, lost in thought and staring at the necklace around my neck, my hand wrapped around it and I wondered how I got such a unique necklace as I have no memory of it, I have no memory of my childhood, I also stared at the scar on my hand and couldn't help but wondered how I got that scar, my father said I was attacked by an animal when I was little but I can't help but think there's more to it.

I am living with my father and sister but for some reason, they always feel like strangers to me as I am treated more like a servant, my elder sister, Samantha, never misses an opportunity to bicker with me and never fails to remind me that I was the reason why our mother died, although, I had no memory of how I caused her death but from what I was told, my father and mother where divorce, while I had to live with my mother, Samantha was taken by our father, she had always craved for a motherly love and was super excited when our mother had decided to come live with dad but died before getting here, father had gone in search of us when she didn't show up only to find out about her death, Samantha had gotten really disappointed and blamed her death on me, so, she hates me and so do father, the least I could do is to avoid them as much as possible, I tiptoed around the house when they are around.

My door suddenly burst open and I jumped as I saw Samantha, standing in the doorway, looking at me with hatred and anger, a look I have gotten used to,

"what the hell are you still doing sitting down here?" She raged and I felt my inside cringe, "I...I...I..." "Enough of your stuttering and get your sorry ass down there to prepare breakfast for me" she yelled and I quickly stood up to do as she wished, I have been doing this for years, working as their servant, sometimes I doubt I am actually related to them by blood.

I quickly prepared some omelet for her and served her with coffee and a spoon of milk just as she likes it and served my father's own black, father quickly drank his own and went out without even glancing my way while Samantha finished with hers, went inside and brought out a heap of clothes and dumping it in my arms,

"make sure you wash this before I get back, I have a show to attend" she instructed me as she prepared to leave, I summoned the courage to ask her for a favor, "Samantha, please I need a favor from you" I knew I sounded like a wimp but I desperately need this favor from her, she paused as if surprised by my request and raised a brow, "you dare to ask a favor from me?"

"Please Samantha, it's something you can easily help me with"

She paused for a moment, "let's hear it"

I almost punched the air in joy that she would even listen to me at all, I took a deep calming breath, "I need a job, can you help me get work in your company?" I guessed my request caught her by surprise because she suddenly threw her head backward and laughed coldly,

"you want to work in a fashion company? As what? You think you look good enough to work there?" She walked up to me and lifted my arm, raising my long sleeve,

"look at this scar on your arm, do you know how disgusting it looks?"

Tears welled in my eyes, her words hurt so much, I stared at the scar that I didn't even remember how I got it,

"get it in your head that the only suitable job for you is to be a servant, dressing in rags and serving me at home suits you better, so do not even think you're qualified to get a job out there" Samantha hissed at me before turning her back and walking out and closing the door behind her.

My limbs suddenly failed me as they couldn't hold me up anymore, I crotched on the floor as I sob silently, maybe Samantha is right, I am such an ugly duckling anyway, who would want to work with me?

I stared at the huge gash on my hand and suddenly felt the urge to scrape it out, the only thing I can do to keep surviving is to keep being a servant in this suffocating house, my heart trembled and I wish I could remember my mom, would she love me?

Or she would also consider me bad luck, I can't help but wonder how she died, I stared at the heap of clothes and decided to wash them later.

I must have fallen asleep because I suddenly heard Samantha screaming curses at me, I stared at my surroundings in confusion before it dawned on me that I had fallen asleep on the floor where I had sat weeping with my head on the clothes she had given me to wash,

"how dare you" Samantha screeched in anger and before I could reply, I felt a sting on my cheeks as she hit me so hard that my head reeled, I fell on my face and winced in pain,

"how dare you sleep on my clothes?" I opened my mouth to reply as I made to stand up but got a kick from her, my breath whooshed out, it was damn painful,

"I have a date tonight with one of the most important person in Carolina, a person someone like you can never dream of ever meeting and you had to ruin it for me, I wanted to wear that red dress for the date, I hate you, why do you have to come into our lives, you disgust me so much"

"She's just bad luck," my father said from the doorway just as he suddenly entered the house, pain burst in my heart at their stinging words, I tried to hold back the tears but failed miserably, my cheek sting from Samantha's slap and my stomach hurt from her kicks, I suddenly turned and ran to my room as tears blinded me, I didn't stop running until I reached the comfort of my room, locking the door behind me, I fell on my small bed and wept my eyes sore.

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Dylan's POV

I frowned in impatience as I watched the stack of unsigned contracts on my table, they are the names of new models that have been hired. Ouch, let me introduce myself, my name is Dylan Sabastine. My father was an Alpha before his death and I am supposed to be the next Alpha but I couldn't lead the blood moon pack with the death of my father still haunting me.

I was reckless as a teenager and lived with my parents as he leads the blood moon pack, before I shifted, I had always dreamt of what my mate would look like, I was anticipating my eighteenth birthday, it was the time that most wolves shift and they perceive their mates, someone they would love for the rest of their life.

My whole life, I had watched my father loved his Luna with such a fiery passion and had always dreamt of loving my mate the same way.

As a teenager, although, I was waiting for my mate, I was infatuated with the beta's daughter, I had loved beta Cain's daughter, Myla from the first time I set my eyes on her and secretly prayed to the moon goddess to make her my mate and you can't imagine how elated I was when on my eighteenth birthday, my wolf finally manifested itself and my prayers were answered as she was my mate.

I was drunk with happiness and I couldn't wait to make her mine, my parents congratulated me and were happy for me.

I quickly ran to her packhouse which was located not too far from our own house, on getting there, my heightened sense of smell perceived she was not alone, she was with a man, probably her boyfriend, the thought of it tore at my heart as my hearing caught their words, pledging love for each other, I held my heart that was already pounding painfully and pushed the door opened, maybe if she knew she is my mate she would come to her senses, I was ready to forgive her and accept her as my mate.

As predicted, she was with Chase, Alpha Lucien's son, they both stared at me furiously when I opened the door,

"what the hell are you doing here?" Chase snapped at me, I ignored him totally and concentrated on Myla,

" come with me" I said simply as I took her hand and walked towards the door but she quickly retrieved her hand from mine,

"I think you should go home Dylan" she said simply and her words hurt to the core, I tried one last time,

"Myla, you know how I feel about you right?" I asked, desperation lacing my voice, her eyes were furious as she stared at me, "I don't care how you feel about me, I love Chase and not you, don't you ever come here again" her words hurt so badly and Chase snickered, placing his hands on the shoulders of my beloved, I tried one more time to win her, "my wolf has finally manifested Myla and you're my mate"

for a moment she was so still as she stared at me, the only sound that was heard in the room was our breathing, my heart thudded as I waited for her to finally accept me, chase must have felt tensed too because his eyes were wide in shock as he glanced from Myla to me.

I stared at Myla as she opened her mouth and I dreaded what I was going to hear next,

"I Myla Cain, daughter of the red moon beta reject you, Dylan Sabastine as my mate as I am already in love with Chase Lucien, I hereby, declare myself free and reject the mate bond" her words were like arrows, piercing through my heart as I feel the mate bond started breaking from my body, it clawed at me like fangs, my mate has rejected me, the son of Alpha Sabastine got rejected by a beta's daughter, I couldn't live with the pain, it was so intense that I wished for death and ran home blindly.

"How did it go?" My mother had asked as soon as she sighted me but I wasn't ready to talk about it, I wasn't ready to face them all, so I turned and ran off.

My parents ran after me, Calling out to me but I just kept on running and didn't stop, when I finally stopped to survey my surroundings, I saw that I had moved from our territory, I heard the twig of tree snapped and then saw a flash, rogues, I was being attacked by rogues but before they could harm me in any way, my parents showed up and tried to fight them off but the rogues were more than thirty if I could count and although they were able to kill them all, they have been so severely injured that they couldn't have survived and so they both died on the same day I was rejected by my mate, I howled in pain as pain pierced through me, I felt battered and I decided to run away and never went back to the pack and had never looked back.

Now, I am the most influential man in the whole of Carolina and have made my status here, as the CEO of the fashion bureau, I can have whatever I want and could say I am at peace but I am being haunted by my past.

I am considered as cold and fearsome but I don't care what people think of me, since I got rejected by my mate, there was no space for romance or love in my life, I have completely banished that Chapter from my life, although, I get laid with any woman when I feel the urge to do so but it has always been a no string attached.

I stared at the stack of unsigned contracts in front of me and pushed it away, I would have to see the models first before signing it, this is one of my shows that will get an international light and I want no mistake, I want perfection.

Myla's POV

I watched Dylan from where I was seated at a nearby cafeteria as he got inside his car and wondered when I would summon up the courage to approach him, I was so stupid years back when I rejected him as my mate, I was blinded by my love for Chase but where did that get me, as soon as his mate was revealed when he turned eighteen, he dumped me and had married her.

I was hurt and heartbroken and I deeply regretted rejecting Dylan.

He had moved from the pack and she was impressed by his achievements, I wanted him back in my life, I could see tears welling up as I thought of how gullible I was, it was time to approach him, he had once loved me, I believe that love could still be somewhere hidden in his heart for me, "surely, he couldn't have just completely forgotten about me right?"

I would approach him tomorrow, I believe he would accept me back and we would get married and live happily together. The thought soothed my heart as I got up to return home, tomorrow, I would have my mate back.

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Ariana's POV

I opened my eyes to the pounding on my door and heard Samantha's voice from the other side of my door, for a moment, I wondered why she didn't just enter my room as she has always done but then I remembered I had bolted my door when I ran in last night, I quickly stood up and opened the door for her,

"how dare you keep me waiting" she raged as soon as I opened the door, if she wasn't screaming at me, she was raging or cursing at me, all these are something I am used to from her

"I am sorry" I replied her to avoid any argument, she stared at me as if thinking of a new way to torment me.

"What can I help you with?" I asked her feigning indifference that I was far from feeling, my body aches and I was in no mood to fight with her, "arrogant bitch" she snarled and got no reply from me

"Get me my breakfast" she finally instructed and made to leave but paused at the door, her back towards me,

"get ready, you're following me to work today"

Did I hear correctly? "Huh" I managed to stammer out like a zombie.

"Are you deaf? You're following me to work, I thought you said you wanted a job?"

"I'm sorry, yes, yes, I do want a job" I quickly answered before she would change her mind, I can't believe she would actually get me a job, was this real?

I suddenly felt very happy, whatever has made Samantha offer me a job, I don't care, I would do my best to please her, I quickly rushed to the kitchen to prepare her breakfast, took a shower, and was dressed before Samantha would be ready.

I wore a baggy jeans trousers and a sleeve to cover the scar on my hand, I only wear long sleeves to always cover the red ugly gash on my arm, I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I packed my chestnut hair in a tight fist, I stared at my hazel colored eyes that looked wane and tried to clear the creases on the side of my eyes.

Finally, Samantha came out, she wore a red gown and looked so beautiful in it, her eyes raked me in disgust as she snickered, " dressing you up wouldn't do any good anyway, it will be a waste of energy because you're already ugly and nothing can make you beautiful"

I made no comeback at her hurtful remark as I followed her out.

The fashion bureau has a very massive building and I was awestruck by it as we entered into the building, inside was elegant and busy, I walked behind Samantha carrying her bags as she walked elegantly and stylishly, she received greetings from all over, eyes stared at me curiously, some stared at my clothes in disgust.

"Oh Sam, you're here, finally" someone called out to Samantha and came to greet her but paused when she saw me,

"you finally brought a maid with you, how thoughtful" she must have concluded that I was a maid because of how I was dress but I didn't let that bother me, I am here for the job anyway and I would work hard, when I start earning, I can get myself a good and decent clothes.

Samantha chuckled that I was easily mistaken for her maid, "Jeanie, has the boss arrived?" Samantha asked as we entered into what seemed like a dressing room and got a "no" reply from Jeanie.

She quickly sat down and stretched out her feet, "pull off my shoes" she commanded and I quickly crotched to help her remove her shoes, "I'll get this job, save money, find myself a decent house to live" I chanted in my head as I helped her remove her shoes and massage her feet

"The boss is here Sam and is demanding to see the models, both old and new" Jeanie informed Samantha and Samantha stared at me, "help me get dressed"

"Huh" I answered and she gave me a cold look, I wondered what exactly is my job description, am I here to serve her?

I reluctantly helped her get dressed and fixed her makeup before following her out of the dressing room.

I was curious to see the CEO of fashion bureau, he has indeed made a name for himself in the whole of Carolina, this was the biggest company I have ever seen, I followed Sam Into a very large hall, it was filled with a lot of people and I wondered if they were all employees, on the centre of the hall was a large runway, the lights in the hall were dim, shining blue and red, for a moment, I pictured myself on that runway but of cause, I shouldn't even dream of ever doing something like that, I was no match for all the beautiful, elegant ladies that walked there, I stared at Samantha and for a moment wished I was as privileged as her, she was beautiful, classic and elegant and I was nothing compared to her "I need a cup of coffee" Samantha shouted at me amidst the night music, I was already enthralled in the view before me and was hoping to get a glimpse of the CEO, I frowned at Sam in dismay and she drew closer to me and said between clench teeth,

"if you really want a job here then you'll do all that I say or you forget about the job"

I swallowed the bitter reply that rose to my throat and walked away to look for a cup of coffee for her.

"Please, where can I get a cup of coffee?" I asked a lady who was hurrying towards the hall, she stared at me as if I had two horns, "I don't think I have seen you before"

"Um...um...I am with Samantha" I said as a reply and without another word, she pointed at a corner for me, "that's the canteen, you can get your coffee there" she said before walking out.

I had to hurry before the start of the event, I quickly got Sam's coffee just as she likes it, it was steaming hot, I was just coming out from the canteen when I saw the elevator doors were just about to close, I rushed and slipped my hand inside just before it will close and opened it, the sole of my shoe choose that moment to come off and I tripped, headfirst into the elevator, my coffee went flying out of my grip.

"Oh, shit" I heard a deep voice grumbled angrily in the elevator and knew the scalding coffee must have hit it's target, I quickly stood up and my eyes met with the most handsome eyes I have ever seen, my breathe whooshed out at his perfect face and for a moment I forgot I was about to apologize for spilling hot coffee on him, his eyes were narrowed on me in two angry slits and I shivered at what I saw in there, "are you blind?" His voice was calm but there was nothing calm about him as he radiated anger, "I...I...

I'm....so...sorry" I managed to stammer out trying to clean the coffee stain on his white tux with my hands, he flung my hand away from him, "get the heck out of here" he snarled shoving me out of the elevator, head hung down, I stepped out, "how could I be this clumsy?

Now I have to go back to the canteen and get another coffee" I walked dejectedly back to the canteen.

As soon as I arrived back, Samantha pounced on me, "where the hell have you been?" Before I could reply, she grabbed my elbow and led me into a room, bringing out a bright red gown, "put this on" confused, I stared at her and she clocked her tongue in impatience, "I said put this on, don't you want a job?" Before I could say dick and Harry, she started removing the clothes I was putting on, and put the red gown on me, I felt exposed and uncomfortable in it, the gown revealed the scar on my arm and the length of it barely came past my bum, my breast was just ready to pop out from the dress, she quickly put a bright red lipstick on me and some touch up, if I had my say, I look more like a whore in the dress, "this is the dress the models are supposed to wear for tonight, I have submitted your name as part of the models so you just have to go out there and do your best" the news caught me unaware and I cringed, "I don't want to be a model Sam, you know I'm not fit for it" I tried rebuffing but she paid no heed as she gave me heels with a very tiny point, "I can't walk with heels, I haven't worn one before" I complained and she rolled her eyes, "do not waste my effort, there's nothing there in walking with heels" she said as she tried to grab the necklace from my neck but instinctively I held her hands, I do not know what that necklace stand for but for some reason, I feel taking it off is like taking part of me away, Samantha raised her hands as if in surrender and pushed me towards the door as I was still having doubt, "I can't Sam, this is not the job I'm want" I protested but she only snickered and without warning, pushed me out, there was sudden silence as the blue spotlight shone on me as I found myself standing right in the middle of the runway.

Samantha's POV

I smirked when I pushed her out, she won't get out of this one, I thought gleefully, first of all, the color she was putting on wasn't the color for the models,in fact, it was forbidden to dress that way, how gullible, serves her right, it will be a small compensation to me for all the pains she had put me through, she alone had to feel motherly love why I was stuck with a father who doesn't care whether I'm alive or dead and yet, when I get the chance to finally experience a mother's love, she had to take that chance away from me, how could she be there and watch our mother get killed, I cannot be able to forgive her for that, ever.

With how I have dressed her, the boss certainly won't let her off, she might even be imprisoned, serves her right, I smiled as I congratulated myself. I walked into the hall to watch the show unfold.

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Ariana's POV

I shivered as I stood on the runway and took an unconscious step backward but I didn't know how to properly walk with heels, my ankle twisted and I fell on the floor, the tiny strap on the gown snapped open with the force of my fall and my breast spiraled out, the scar on my arm was visible and I tried shielding myself, I wish they could turn off the light, I heard the whispers and laughter of people and I brought my knee up close as I curled myself into a ball, "what a whore" I heard someone asked

"She's a saboteur" another announced and suddenly, everyone started contributing what they thought of me, I was left speechless, I wasn't any of that, how could they just judge me so harshly. The place was suddenly quiet as I saw two pairs of shoes standing in front of me, I glanced up slowly and my eyes almost popped out, it was the man from the elevator, is he here to help me? Did he believe I am being accused falsely? It then dawned on me that it was Samantha's plan all along

"Who's she? The man asked quietly and another standing by his side shifted uncomfortably, "Sir, she isn't on the list of models, I don't know who she is" he replied

"Have you called the security?" The man asked again and my eyes widened this time around In fear as the realization of what he was about to do dawned on me.

"Yes Sir"

I quickly jumped up from where I was sitting, awkwardly trying to cover my ugly scar, "please, there's a mix up somewhere, I came here for a job, but Sam had me dressed this way, please you have to believe me" I look around frantically as my eyes spotted Sam, "please tell them I'm not a saboteur Sam, please, tell them that they're mistaken"

Sam walked up to where I was, her hand connected with my cheeks and my head reeled, I shook my head as if to clear it and stared at her with tears brimming in my eyes, "you ungrateful bitch, how dare you?" She fumed at me and I stared at her in confusion, what was she talking about?

"How could you do something like this? You told me you wanted to serve me and I brought you here, how could I have known you had an evil intention"

I made to grab her, "don't do this to me, Sam, please say the truth, they're going to lock me up" I pleaded, desperation lacing my voice

"Serves you right, that's the least you deserved" she snarled and I turned to Mr elevator, it seems he is the president of the company after all, with palms jammed together, I fell on my knees, "please Sir, believe me, she set me up, she planned all of this"

"Save yourself the stress and confess your motive right now" he replied coldly and I shook my head, tears running down my cheeks, "I have no motive, I was set up"

He scoffed at my words, "you're the lady from the elevator, it was all part of your plan wasn't it?"

"The incident in the elevator wasn't on purpose, please, let me go please"

He snickered at my words, "when you're ready to confess, I'll know what to do with you" he turned towards the security who was standing, waiting for his order, he nodded at them and they grabbed my arms, pulling me away, "please, I'm innocent" I begged and turned to Sam, "please don't let them take me away, you know the truth" she simply turned her face from me in reply as I was dragged away by the security.

Dylan's POV

Something about the lady bothered me, something tells me that she is innocent of the accusations but it's difficult to tell, she had to be thoroughly investigated, her appearance would cost him a fortune.

The expression on her face keeps haunting me, those hazel eyes filled with tears as they pleaded with him, I sighed as I leaned against my chair in the office with my eyes closed, I heard my door creaked opened, it must be my assistant, I wasn't ready to see anyone right now, "not now George, I want to be left alone"

"What you need now is to be with someone" a soft voice replied and my eyes flew open as I stared at the person standing in front of me, "Myla?"

She smiled as she came closer, the sight of her brought back all the past pains and I quickly masked it, she don't deserve to know how deeply she had hurt me, it's been more than five years since I last saw her and she hadn't changed a bit, she's still absolutely gorgeous, "what the hell are you doing here?" I asked suddenly disgusted by the sight of her, for a moment, she looked uncertain as she walked closer to me, the wolf in me roared, asking to be released, "wow, it has been ages since I last felt this way" I struggled with my wolf, trying to rein it in, "this isn't time for you to be out buddy"

"Get out of my office," I said tightly, the color of my eyes must have changed, alerting her of the danger of coming any closer because she suddenly stopped on her track

"Can't you forgive me? I was so naive and was deceived by Chase, I'm sorry"

"There's nothing to be sorry about, you made your decision, now get out"

"You're my mate Dylan, I...."

I stopped whatever word she was about to say, "our mate bond has been broken several years ago"

"We can still be together, please, Dylan, give us one more chance"

I could feel the claw as my wolf struggles to be let out, he must be angry also and perhaps, intended to pounce on her, I can already feel its fur on my skin

"I could kill you right now, leave while I have the little decency to let you go"

"I...."

"I said leave" I thundered, shocked, she slowly backed away and closed the door behind her.

Ariana's POV

"I am innocent, please don't throw me in jail" I begged as the cops dragged me towards the cell, it felt like a dream, I couldn't believe this was happening to me, "the only person that can save you now is Mr.

Dylan Sabastine, of all the people you choose to offend it has to be him" the policeman shook his head as if in pity and my heart did a painful pang, "I was set up, I didn't mean to offend him or anyone" I cried in desperation but he paid me no further attention as he finally opened the cell and threw me in, I banged on the iron bars as he locked in and worked away, leaving me alone in the dark cold cell.

Tears ran down my cheeks as I gazed around and slowly sat on my butt, bringing my knees to my chin, I couldn't believe Samantha would do such a thing to me, I have to find a way to get out of this mess, but I knew I have no one in the world that can help me right now, my hands went to the necklace on my neck, for some reasons, it brings comfort to me when I needed it the most, I put my head on my knees and allowed the tears to flow freely.

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Ariana's POV

"Who sent you to sabotage my show?" Dylan Sabastine's voice sent a chill down my spine, he was not a man anyone could mess with, I stared into his eyes pleadingly, he's the only one that could get me out of here right now, I was surprised when the police had told me this morning that someone was here to see me and was more shocked when I saw his tall frame waiting for me, "I didn't mean to, you have to believe me" I begged, my heart pounding painfully in my chest, I don't wish to spend another night in this cold cell, he stared at me in disbelief, "what would I gain by sabotaging your show?" I suddenly asked him and he raised a derisive brow, "you tell me, how much were you paid?" I was dismayed by his question and felt like hitting my head against the wall, maybe this is my fate, to rot in this cell.

"I wasn't paid any money as I wasn't sent by anyone" I retorted but the expression on his face didn't change, "you were working alone then" he spoke as if concluding it in his mind.

"I've told you, you were mistaken, it was all mixed up"

"Do you know how much you've cost me? How do you plan to compensate for that?"

I opened my mouth to answer to no words seems to come out as I was lost for what to say, I was desperate to leave this place, I was really scared of going back there, I have to come up with something, perhaps I could work for him, I could do anything for him if only he could let me go, he raised a brow at my silence, "Cat got your tongue?" His tone was derisive and I flinched, he turned his back to me as if to walk away, no, I can't just let him leave, he has to get me out of here, instinctively, I grabbed his jacket, "please, don't leave me here, I would do anything you ask of, just get me out of here" I know I sounded desperate but I couldn't help it, it was exactly how I was feeling, he paused, turning slowly to face me, "anything you say?" His words held a double meaning and I took two steps backward, I licked my already patched lips, I hadn't had anything to eat nor drink since I was brought here, the police have blatantly refused, I knew they were punishing me on purpose, I suddenly felt the strength drained out of me, I was tired and hungry, I held his gaze as I nodded, "anything" I whispered making my decision, it would be better than this cold dark cell.

"You'll be my slave, you'll serve me whenever and however I need your service" his tone was sardonic as he arch a brow waiting for my reply, my heart skipped once, twice, "s...s...slave?" I managed to stammer out, "either that or you'll rot in here until you pay for the damage you've cost me"

I couldn't answer him as I was lost for words, slave, to be a slave to this horrible man, he could snap my neck any second, I shivered even though I wasn't cold

"I see you're having a difficult time making a decision" he turned to leave and I rushed to say, "I'll do it"

He gazed at me as if he never expected that I would agree to his request, "what did you say?"

"I...I...I said that I'll do it, I'll be your slave, I'll serve you as long as I want"

He stared at me for a moment before nodding once and standing up, he spoke to the officers while I closed my eyes in exhaustion, leaning my head against the chair that I was sitting, soon he appeared and I opened my eyes as a shadow fell on me, "let's go"

"What?" I gazed at him, not believing my ears, without another word to me, he walked away, I quickly jumped up from where I was sitting and rushed after him, freedom, I am free at last. What an irony, I thought. I am back from freedom into slavery" I sighed as I quickly followed him out.

Author's POV

Myla watched as Dylan came out of the police station, her eyes narrowed when she noticed Ariana following close behind, there was just something about this lady that she doesn't find comfortable, why would Dylan let her off the hook so easily, he never forgive anyone who crosses his path, he had even chased her out of his office the other day but here he was bringing out this lady from her cell, what's going on?

Does he have a soft spot for her?

She shook her head vehemently in refusal, Dylan only had a soft spot for one person and that was her, he was her mate and although she had broken the mate bond years ago, she would rekindle it, she would bring back his affection for her, surely, she would still have a place in his heart, even if she doesn't, she would crawl her way back in and no one would stand in the way of her plan, if anyone does, she would have no choice than to remove that person from the picture.

Ariana reached Dylan's home and her mouth hung agape, his house was massive and she wondered just how many people live in it, he opened the door and they were greeted by an elderly woman, "she's my slave, coach her very well" he said brusquely before walking off. The elderly woman turned to Ariana and smiled warmly, "Hello, I'm Greta the housekeeper"

Ariana's tension eased a bit when she saw her warm smile, "I'm Ariana"

"I'll show you to your room so that you can freshen up and have some rest" Ariana walked with the housekeeper towards her room, her eyes rounded when she saw her room, it was huge, more like a princess room and looked nothing at all like where a slave would stay, "I hope you like it," Greta said, "are you kidding?

I've never seen something like this" Ariana entered inside with caution, the floor was made of Mable and shiny, for a moment she was scared her legs will dirty it, she ran her palms across the bed, it was soft, she turned to Greta, her eyes doubtful, "are you sure this is my room?" It was too good to be true that she would have such a big and beautiful room, Greta's brow furrowed in confusion at her question, "yes it is, is there anything lacking?"

"No, not at all" Ariana rushed to reassure her, "it's just that it's too beautiful to belong to a slave"

Greta smiled with relief, "freshen up and have some rest" she said simply as she turned to leave, Ariana quickly stopped her, "I have something to ask you?" Greta turned and waited in silence, "I just wanted to know what it is like being Dylan Sabastine's slave" she averted her eyes as she await an answer, her heart pounding and her body tensed, Greta looked at her with something akin to pity, "being his slave because you offended him is the worst thing that can happen to anyone, Dylan Sabastine does not spare an offender"

Her reply sent an icy chill down Ariana's spine and she wondered what deal she had made with the devil.

Ariana groaned as a knock sounded on her door, it seemed like she just closed her eyes to sleep, she wasn't ready to leave her soft fluffy bed just yet, "Ariana, please wake up, it's dawn already" she heard the housekeeper called in her sleep and she rolled on the bed, stretching as her eyes slowly opened, "dawn?

How could it be dawn so fast?" She slowly got up and walked to the door, rubbing her eyes and trying to clear the sleep from her eyes, she slowly opened the door and met Greta standing there looking displeased, "master has sent for you" Ariana's eyes widened at that statement, the remnant of sleep flying off from her eyes, "what....but...why...?" She stammered and Greta looked at her as if she suddenly has two horns, "you're his slave, he can send for you anytime"

Ariana was in a panic, her heart raced frantically, "what does he want from me so early? What does he want from me? She chanted the question repeatedly in her head, Greta gazed at her in pity, "calm down, he doesn't bite"

"Doesn't bite, hell, he's the devil himself who wants his pounds of flesh by making her his slave and he doesn't bite? What an irony" Ariana tried to steady her nerves as she asked for directions in a shaky voice.

She slowly walked to the room, following Greta's directions, her palms were sweaty and she repeatedly cleaned them on her Jean, she stopped by the door and took two even deep breaths before knocking softly.

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Dylan's POV

A sweet tantalizing smell suddenly hits my nostrils making my wolf awakened just before I heard a soft knock on my door, "come in" I growled and she slowly opened the door and peered in softly,the words "Mate,Mate" suddenly roared in my brain and I could feel the fur of my wolf on my skin, I was shocked at my sudden reaction to her as I tried to rein in the sudden forceful feelings, I had sworn off falling for anyone when I got rejected by Myla, I am the master of my own feelings and no one can ever make me fall in love, I shut off the chanting of Mate in my head as I gazed her her, feeling agitated, she twisted her hands nervous and refused to look me in the eyes, "you must bow whenever you see me" I growled at her trying to unleash my anger on her, she immediately did as I've ordered and I sneered, "now, get me my breakfast and be fast about it"

"Alright" she answered as she made to leave, in a flash, I had her pinned to the wall, "you'll answer, yes my Lord when I'm talking to you because I am your Lord" I watched her for a moment as her cheeks grew red, the scent of her hit my nostrils again and I could feel the claws of my wolf biting into her flesh, she whimpered and I quickly let go, she gagged and fell on the floor as I tried to rein in the sudden lust raging in me, perhaps, it's been too long since I mated, I stared at her in disgust, "get me my breakfast"

"Yes....my...Lord" she stuttered as she scurried to her feet and all but flee from the room, I took two deep breath to steady my nerves, she was by no means beautiful, only average, I had made a vow to myself years ago that I shall live only by myself and on my terms and that's exactly what I'm going to do.

Ariana's POV

I ran to the kitchen to get his breakfast, Greta quickly readied his meal for me to take, I wished she took longer time preparing it, in her eyes were look as pity as she handed over the tray of food, I dared not look at her in her eyes, I don't want to see such look of pity or I wouldn't be able to contain the tears, I took the tray from her with shaky hands and was about to leave but her hands on mine stopped me, "you'll be fine" I only nodded at her before walking away, she might just only want to console me with her words but I feel far from being fine,my heart pounded furiously as I approached his door and my legs threatened to give way, my palms folded as I knocked on the door before entering, he was no were to be seen and I heaved in relief, I simply placed his food on the table and turned to leave, "who said you can leave" I gasped at the sound of his voice and turned to see him emerged from where I could guess was the bathroom because he was putting on just a towel around his waist, his skin was well tanned and the color of bronze, the muscles on his chest stood out and dust of hair rested on his chest, this wasn't the first time I had noticed how tall he was, I quickly averted my gaze and shifted uncomfortably on my foot as he walked close to me, his breathe fanned my face, "I need a warm bath" my head snapped up at his words, "what?"

"It looks like you'll need a hearing aid"

"No...no....I..mean, I heard you the first time" I rushed to say snapping myself out from my daze.

"Good, now go and prepare it" I scurried from his presence and ran into his bathroom, I need to get it done very fast and leave, he entered when I'm not yet done, I was about checking which tap is for hot water and which is for cold water when I heard his voice behind me, "what the hell are you doing?" He boomed, I jumped at the sound of his voice, my palm unconsciously hitting the handle of a shower, "what the hell" he screamed as icy shower came raining down, I gasped at the cold feel of the water on my skin, it was damn cold and in a moment, I was soaked down to my panties, he quickly reached over and turned it off gazing at me angrily, "you just can't do anything right, can you" he said through clenched teeth, his eyes blazing taking on a glow I have never seen before, I gasped and took a step backwards and he quickly turned his back to me, "get out of here" he said quietly, I was confused, maybe I should apologise to him, I opened my mouth to do just that, "I..I"m..."

"I said get out" he bellowed and without another word, I ran out of his room.

I didn't stop running until I reached my room, what just happened? I asked myself over and over again, and what was the thing about his eye color, maybe, he's some sought of alien, I shivered at the possibility and shook my head, aliens only exist in movies not in real life, I shook the thought out of my head as I quickly changed and got into the bathroom, he just might ask me to slave for him at work.

Dylan's POV

I stood in the bathroom for a moment with my eyes closed, I knew she had seen the change in them earlier, I tried to calm myself down, I don't understand why I always feel like a volcano getting ready to explode when I'm with her, I could feel the restlessness in my wolf, "we just can't keep showing ourselves when we want you know" I whispered and I could practically hear it growl, "this is not our world, it is human world, we don't show up anytime we wished" I could feel that my wolf wasn't happy at my words and I chuckled, "stop being grumpy buddy, don't worry, tonight, I'll take you out and we'll go for a hunt" I could feel it now practically dancing in glee but still not too happy that i am rejecting our mate, but everyone was lucky enough to get mate twice in a lifetime but I certainly do not see it as being lucky because I certainly do not need any one in my life.

It's been a while I let out my wolf, I've lived like humans since I ran away from my pack, I guess it's time to give my wolf a moment of freedom, right now, I could do anything for my wolf,well, anything except accepting a mate for him.

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Author's POV

Ariana walked into the fashion bureau with Dylan, she cringed at the whispers and stares she got and felt like the ground should open and swallow her up, with heads bowed, she followed Dylan straight to his office with heads bowed but he suddenly stopped by the door and she bumped into him, she heard him hissed in anger before turning suddenly to face her, his eyes flashing fire, "will you for a moment not be clumsy?" He hissed and she cowered, "I...I'm sorry" she stuttered and he gritted his teeth, "can't you say a word without stuttering?" Heads still bowed, she kept quiet, she doesn't understand why he was being so angry with her today, without another word, he went in and she meekly followed and watched as he sat behind his desk. "It's time for my coffee" he stared at her straight in the eyes and she quickly averted hers, he had told her never to stare at him in the eyes, he frowned when she made no move to go get his coffee, "is something wrong?" Her eyes rounded at his question, "huh?" He rolled his eyes, obviously seeking for patience, "why the heck are you still standing there?

Didn't you hear what I said?

As my slave, you have to be fast and sharp in doing my bidding" she gulped and burped her head as she quickly ran out of the office," and be right back before I blink my eyes shut and opened" he snapped just as her hands touched the doorknob.

"I see you're finally a slave," Samantha said to her, blocking her passage, she doesn't have time for this right now, she just had to get Dylan's coffee to him, she made to bypass Samantha without answering her but she moved too, blocking her still, "you know, it's what you deserved, you deserved all the pains and more, I and father made a toast to your good riddance" Samantha's words seared into her heart like hot coals, it's obvious she wasn't missed as they didn't even bother to look for her, no one on this planet Earth loves her, she blinked away the tears and tried once again to bypass Samantha but yet again, she blocked her from passing, "why are you doing this?

We're supposed to be sisters" she whispered fighting the tears trying to spill, Samantha scoffed at her words, "sisters" she spat out nodding in anger, "it would have been possible if you hadn't killed our mother"

"Sam, I don't even have a memory of her neither do I have the memory of killing her"

"It doesn't change the fact that you killed her, you let her die and I'll hate you as long as she's dead, we can only be sisters when you bring her back to life" Samantha hissed.

She stared at Sam, tears spilling, she wondered if she had really killed their mother, but this wasn't the place to discuss such, Dylan's coffee was getting cold and Sam wasn't letting her through, she took a deep breath, "I think we'll have time to discuss this later but for now, I have to give our boss this" she raised the coffee to Sam and made to go, "actually, he asked me to bring it" Sam said taking the cup from her hands, "what do you mean?"

"Yeah, he said I should bring his cup of coffee from you, he want you to get a file for him from the dressing room" she eyed Sam, doubt written all over her face, "why would I come looking for you if the boss hadn't sent me? I don't like even seeing your face and you know it"

She sighed at Sam's words, that at least is true, Sam doesn't like to set eyes on her and why would she come up with such a lie? "What file?" She asked

"Oh, just go, someone is there to give it to you" with that, she turned on her heels and walked towards the dressing room.

Samantha smiled smugly as she watched her walk away, "what a fool" she whispered as she stared at the coffee in her hands and dumped it into the trash, "little fool, you don't know a bomb is about to explode on you and tsk, tsk, tsk, you're not going to survive this one, my poor little sister".

Ariana opened the door to the dressing room but didn't find anyone there, "hello" she called out nervously but no one answered, she slowly walked in and wondered who was supposed to give her the file, "hello" she called out again still no answer, she hissed in pain as she hit her leg on the dresser table, she massaged it gently as her eyes landed on a blue file there, "oh, the file is here?

But no one is here, perhaps, the person couldn't wait long enough to hand it to her personally" she quickly took it and walked towards the door, she tried the knob but it didn't bulge, her heart skipped, was she locked in?

Her hands nervously went to the locket on her neck, for some reason, touching that locket always calm her in times of distress, she tried again but still, it didn't budge, she pounded on the door, "is someone there?

Please, I'm locked in, help me" sweat beaded her forehead as she tried to get the door opened, she pounded repeatedly on it but knew it would take some sought of a miracle for someone to hear her, the dressing room is at the extreme end of the office and staffs don't use it except there's a show and from what she knew, there wasn't any show set for that day, she sat down slowly on the ground, perhaps, when she didn't come back with the file, Dylan would come looking for her.

Samantha smiled smugly as she walked away from the door of the dressing room, she had stood there and listened to the fool's desperate pounding of the door, she must be exhausted right now, "no one can save you now dear sister, let's see how you get out from this one, the show is about to begin and I'll sit and enjoy myself, what a great show it would be" she laughed quietly as she walked towards her office.

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Ariana's POV

I have been in the dressing room for what seemed like decades before I heard footsteps, I quickly got up from my sitting position and ran to the door in an attempt to pound on it for help but to my amazement, I twisted the handle and it suddenly opened revealing Dylan's angry face, "so you came here to hide to avoid your work" he yelled, my heart raced as I stared at him, trying to explain myself, "no, no, I would never do that, I was locked in, I pounded on the door but it seemed like no one was nearby"

He raised his brow in disbelief, "let's say I want to believe you, what are you doing here in the first place?" I quickly remembered the file he had sent me to get, I quickly rushed to where I left it and brought it to him, "here is your file, I came to get it for you as instructed" his eyes darkened and there was that glow again in it whenever he's really angry, I took a step backward as he walked towards me menacingly, "And what am I supposed to do with this?" He backed throwing the file at me, it fell open on the floor and my eyes widened, it was blank, nothing was inside.

"Poor Ariana, you still act this way, as always, trying to dodge responsibility," Samantha said from somewhere behind Dylan and for the first time, I noticed other staff there as well, I have no doubt now that Samantha had planned all of this, I had once again fallen for her malicious plot, I stared at Dylan, my knees wobbled trying to give way, he grabbed my arms and dragged me towards his office, "please, you have to listen to me, I had simply gone there for the file because Samantha told me you needed me to get it" he didn't reply as he kept dragging me to his office, his hands tight on my arms that it hurts, I could feel the tears gathering in my eyes threatening to spill, he pushed me into his office and I fell on the floor as he shut the door behind him, I was scared of his anger, his eyes were shining like a yellow glob, who exactly is he? "How should I punish you for your disobedience?" He growled and my hand unconsciously went to my locket for comfort, I saw his eyes follow my hands and they narrowed, he made as if to grab it and I cringed, shifting back in fear, "no please" those single words escaped my mouth on their Accord, that locket, although, I knew not it's origin was one thing that gives me comfort for some reason, he looked at me as if considering whether to let it go or not, he suddenly stood up, "next time you disobey me, I'll deal with you accordingly"

I nodded, "I'll never disobey you" was all I could manage at this point. He stared at me still sitting on the floor, his gaze unreadable, then he turned and walked out the door, I quickly rose from my sitting position on the floor and followed meekly.

Dylan's POV

That night, my wolf was restless, I could feel it struggling to be let out, it has been a while it's been this agitated, in fact, he was only ever agitated when he needed to mate, it's been a while I sought the softness of a woman's bosom and I have been doing fine until now, my mind went to the massive wavy hair sleeping in the room not too far from mine and I growled in agitation, "take her Dylan, why don't you?" I could hear my wolf say to me and I gritted my teeth, "I am in control of my emotions, I do not need any lady in my life to complicate it"

"She is not Myla" I heard it respond and pain shot in my heart at the remembrance of how I was brutally rejected by my mate years back, "of cause she's not Myla, Myla was my mate, a werewolf who knew the importance of a mate bonding but who still rejected me and Ariana is a human, who doesn't even know what it is to have a mate, do you think she'll understand that concept?" My wolf was silent at my question, it must have sensed my hurt, anger, and the taste of betrayal, he had been hurt too by the incident of years ago, I could feel its pain also, I have no use of Ariana this night as I wasn't in my right mind to send for her, I quickly hit the shower and fell on my bed.

Ariana's POV

I jerked awake and looked around my room, everything was the same, something must have woken me up, there, I heard it again, I slight groan like someone in pain, I quickly got up from my bed and followed the sound, it was coming from Dylan's room, was he injured?

I thought of going back to my room to get dressed properly before coming back but I had just turned to leave when the agonized sound came again, without thinking, I opened the door and went in, he was lying on his bed, writhing like someone in pain, "no, don't leave me, please don't go" he cried and I realized he must be dreaming, I wondered who it was he was dreaming about, I quietly went to him and held his hands and he grabbed it tight as if waiting for it all along, my eyes widened in surprise as he jerked me into his bed and in a single move, ripped my little nightgown off my body, I struggled against him as his mouth came crashing on mine so violently, I could feel the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, I pounded on his chest but his hand ceased mine, pinning it above my head, gosh, I'm done for, I thought.

Whoever it was he was dreaming about, he must be thinking she's that person, I could feel his penis at my entrance and my eyes widened, I just realized he was naked beneath his blanket all along, panic filled me as I struggled to be freed, I struggled to freed my mouth from his capture, the blood was now dripping but he took no notice, he was a beast, a feral growl escaped his throat and for a moment I froze in fear, this wasn't Dylan, I had to wake him up but my hands were pinned tightly above him, in a swift moment, his moved my legs apart and plugged in, I screamed in pain, he stilled at my scream, blinking severally as if to bring me into focus, I shifted from underneath him, hoping he would get off me, the pain was excruciating, he made that feral growl when I shifted but instead of getting of me, he began pounding into me, his manhood was large and huge, it filled me to the brim and I gagged, he wasn't gentle with me, his hands groped my breast and squeezed painfully as he continued pounding and groaning.

So this was how my first experience looks like, no candlelight, no flower, no cajoling, just hard and brutal sex.

He finally released and stood up from the bed, something akin to regret flashed through his eyes but I'm not sure because it was gone before I could fathom what it was and replaced by anger, "what the heck were you doing in my room?" He yelled and I shivered, "I...I...."

"Get out!" He screamed without waiting to listen to my explanation, sore and bleeding, I stood up from the bed and ran out, I didn't stop running until I got to my room, jammed the door behind me, and bolted it.

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Dylan's POV

I paced my room in anger, I couldn't explain what had just happened, one minute it was Myla's face that I was seeing and the next minute I was inside Ariana, the feel of her supple flesh zapped through my memory and I growled at the image, I walked out and went into the woods, pulling my clothes, I let my wolf out, I could feel it's claws and furs as it took over, it jumped out happily and howled, it's sense of smell heightened by the change, he caught a whiff of something, more like a faint smell of witch but it was gone before he could be sure about it. it took off, a predator preying the woods, it was dawn before I

came back to where I had kept my clothes, changing back into human form, I quickly wore it and walked inside, I passed through Ariana's door and paused, I knew she had cried all night, I suddenly felt like apologizing for what happened but what was the use, it wasn't gonna change anything, "mark her, make her yours" I heard my wolf say and I frowned, "never" I whispered fiercely, disappointed, it stayed quiet.

I opened the heightened side of my being and listened, it seems like she had ceased crying, I could hear her soft snore, she must be sleeping now, I quietly walked to my room, I will allow her to stay at home today and rest, I will go to the office alone, I quickly got dressed and on my way out, informed Greta to allow her sleep, although, she looked surprised but she didn't dare to question my order.

Ariana's POV

I opened my eyes and it fell on the bedside clock, I jumped up from my bed, I couldn't believe I had slept for so long, Dylan would grill me, I wondered how I was going to face him after what happened, I still feel a little sore down there as I rushed into the shower, in thirty minutes, I was through and I opened my door to see Greta baring a tray of food, "I thought you would sleep the whole morning" she said breezing into my room, "I'm sorry, but you should have woken me, master will be very mad at me".

Greta looked at me in a way that made me blush, "he has gone to work"

"What? Without me? Why?" I asked all in one breath.

"I should be asking you that"Greta stared at me, her gaze curious and I averted my gaze, "I don't know" I mumbled staring at the tray "that smells nice," I said trying to change the topic and she sighed, "whatever it is you're doing, you have to be careful, Master, has no place for love and romance in his life"

"I'll keep that in mind," I said as I got one of her rolls and bit into it, "this is so delicious," I said and she stared at me for a moment before leaving, closing the door behind her.

I sighed as I dropped the rolls, I certainly have no appetite to eat anything, I just took a few mouthfuls to distract Greta from pursuing the topic, I scoffed at her reference to love and romance, of cause, even a fool knows that I was just a lowly slave anyway and last night event was something she wished to forget very fast, it was just as painful that my first experience was so awful, maybe I was really cursed as Samantha had said, nothing really go well with me, maybe it's true that I caused my mother's death

That night I slept and dreamt I was being chased, I was running with a faceless being and something huge was after us, red eyes, claws and furs as black as the night, I was panting for breath, suddenly, the faceless being slipped and fell, she screamed, "Ariana run" just before the beast pounced on her, I screamed in horror at the sight, I screamed and screamed and jerked awake from the nightmare, I was drenched in my own sweat, I slowly stood up and went to the bathroom to splash water on my face.

That day I was feeling off, I can't pinpoint what exactly it was that was wrong with me, I was staring at my pale face in the mirror when a knock sounded a d Greta popped her head in, "you're to go to master's room right now and get it cleaned" she instructed and for some reason, I felt terrible anger at that, I glared at her, "oh yeah? Tell master I said he can go to hell"

Greta's eyes widened at my reply, she has never seen me this way, I was always obedient and docile, well I can't understand myself either because I have never seen myself in this form, Greta frowned, "if you don't do as instructed, you'll get punished, you're lucky you were given a room here and not sent to the den of slaves" she bristled as she shut the door behind her.

I could hear her retreating footsteps and I sighed, the fight suddenly going out of me, after what happened, going to Dylan's room was the last thing on my mind but right now, it doesn't seem like I have a choice.

I quietly walked to his room and was relieved when I didn't see him, I quickly had his room cleaned, I was about to remove the bedspread when my eyes caught the blood on it, my blood, my first experience was horrible, I shivered as I recalled it, I wondered if it was always that painful, the feel of his muscular chest on my back sent a tinge to my toes and for a moment I wished for a repetition of what happened, it was the first time I felt it, I frowned as I shook my head, "what was wrong with me?" I quickly tidied the room and left quietly.

[Somewhere in Northeast coven]

My eyes flashed open at what I just saw, that little girl has turned into a grown woman and the seal placed on her is cracked, a seal was placed in her locker, as long as she wore it around her neck, she won't know who she was, she won't fall in love with anyone and she would live to please others and do as she was bidden, that way she would be safe to live in this world but there is just one reason why it is cracked now and that is she has had an intimate encounter with a male, had she fallen in love despite the seal placed on her?

But how could that happen? There has to be some explanation, I would have to find out what's going on? Who is this person that is powerful enough to crack her seal? What was that her name again?

Oh! yes, Ariana, she must be having nightmares right now and feeling confused, I think the time has come for me to act, it's high time I introduce myself into her life.

My name is Eric Masha and I'm a wizard from the northeast coven, I belong to the same coven as Ariana's mother, before her death, she had foreseen it and has desperately sought a way to keep Ariana safe and so had used her power to work a locket, one with a seal on it and had begged me to make sure Ariana wore it around her neck should anything happen to her.

The necklace was supposed to seal her heart from developing feelings for anyone and at the same time, make her obedient, that way, she could live peacefully with anyone.

I had fulfilled my promise to her by making sure Ariana wore the necklace and had taken her to her father on that fateful day, what I don't know was that if Ariana's mother knew that the locket would suppress Ariana's power if she actually inherit the witch Gene and also cause her to lose her memory.

Ariana's mother had died trying to work that locket because she would have been able to escape before the day she was attacked but she had chosen to stay behind, to her, her daughter is her priority, so on the day she finally made the locket, she died and now that seal which she used her blood to do is cracked, I fear for the repercussions and that's why I must go to Ariana, I have to look for a way to somehow close the crack on the locket, that's the only way to stop the impending doom and I guess it's time to bring her back from the human world, it's time she returns to her world even though that was the last thing her mother wanted for her, to return but it's his job to keep her from harm's way.

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Ariana's POV

It's been a week since that incident, a week since I've set my eyes on Dylan, he's probably avoiding me but I don't care a bit, in fact, I am grateful for that because I don't think I wanna see him either.

I was in my room pondering on my role as his slave after that last incident when the door burst open to reveal Dylan's angry face, "oh! he's always angry" I thought to myself and he growled making me wonder if he has heard my thoughts, I stared at him with a feeling of indifference, "why ain't you dressed, get your ass down to the office today" he snapped and I was suddenly filled with indignation but held myself from giving him a befitting reply, I simply rolled my eyes at him and saw his eyes narrowed, "don't test my patience" he whispered fiercely, I stood there looking at him, hoping he'll get the hint and move away for me to get dressed, "so?

What the hell are you still waiting for?" He thundered as his face darkened, "I would have gotten dressed if you'd allow me, I still have my privacy to get dressed, don't I?" He has the grace to look embarrassed as he stared at me for a split second and without another word, moved out and shut the door behind him.

I sighed, who would have thought I would have such courage to speak back at him in that manner, I have no idea what has come over me, I keep getting strange dreams and now I'm having the courage to talk back at my boss? I quickly dressed in a simple work cloth and went out to join him.

I had just gone to get Dylan's morning coffee and was on my way to his office when I bumped into someone I have never seen in the company before and almost spilled my cup of coffee on him, "I'm so sorry" I quickly apologized, my eyes seeking his cloth to see if there's any chance that my coffee must have spilled on him, " please forgive me, I wasn't looking" he suddenly put his hands on my arms, "it's okay, I'm fine, you didn't spill any coffee on me anyway"

I felt a strange sting where his hands had connected to my arms and I immediately moved away from his touch, what was that? Did he feel it too?

Because he quickly moved away and set a little space between us, I stared at him and oddly felt I've seen him before, he brought out his hand for a handshake, "I'm Eric Masha" he quickly no introduced himself and I forced a smile, " I'm Ariana" I replied and wondered if his eyes narrowed at the mention of my name or if it was my imagination, either way, I have to get this to Dylan, "nice to meet you" I quibbled as I quickly walked away.

Dylan was standing, facing the window with arms at akimbo, for some odd reason, I found his stance sexy and unbiddenly my mind went to what transpired between us and found myself wishing I could experience it again with him with a more gentle touch, he suddenly turned and wrinkled his nose as if trying to follow a scent, his icy eyes penetrated mine and I felt my heartbeat sped up

"What are you doing just standing there? Are you going to hand that over?

He growled pointing at the cup of coffee in my hands and I felt my face colored, "what was wrong with me?" A strange feeling of Deja Vu washed through me and I moved to drop the coffee on the table, I suddenly hit my foot against the chair at his front and I tripped, spilling hot content all over, I felt the burnt on my skin and heard him hissed, he must have been touched by the hot coffee also, "goddamit" I heard him growled and I looked up to see him trying to remove some documents from his desk to avoid the liquid getting to them, "oh no!

I'm done for" I cringed inwardly and grabbed into a document, at the same time, he grabbed the same paper, trying to save it from obvious disaster, my eyes widened as I watched the document divided into two, splitting itself into halves and I found myself holding one half of it and the other with him, my heart thudded and my eyes widened in shock as I stared at him, his face was dark with rage, his pupils dilated, I watched as he clenched and unclenched his hands as if trying to stop himself from hitting me, he really looks like a man that should be feared. "Out" he stated through clenched teeth and I gaped at him, my brain seemingly slow to grasp what he meant.

He fisted his hands and hit it hard on the table and I jerked, "I said outttt" he screamed and without waiting for any clarification, I quickly fled and almost bumped into Eric on my way out, I would have fallen face down if he hadn't caught me in time to steady me, he stared at me then at the door behind me, tears threatened to spill from my eyes and before I could make any more fool of myself, I released myself from his grasp and took to my heels.

Author's POV

Eric narrowed his eyes as he watched Ariana flee, his heart tightened at the pain he had glimpsed in her eyes and he felt rage on her behalf, what had the bastard done to her? He fought the urge to use his power to snap Dylan's neck.

"Aren't you coming in or do you want to go after her? Dylan snapped impatiently at him and he took two deep breaths before walking into Dylan's office, he has to get a job here, that's the only way he can stay close to Ariana and keep an eye on her, most especially now that her seal is cracked, he would have to find the perfect time to reseal it and he has to gain her trust, he can only reseal it if she permitted, for that, he'll need her to trust him.

"Well?" Dylan was observing him closely and he forced a smile as he sat down on the seat opposite Dylan's. His eyes quickly survey the mess on the table as a cleaner quickly walked in to get it cleaned up, that must be the reason for his anger toward Ariana, still, that does not justify him making Ariana cry, he vowed inside that someday, Dylan would pay for putting that tears in her eyes. I'm Eric Masha and this is my portfolio, he said, putting his portfolio on the table

Dylan watched the man who called himself Eric and frowned at his reaction to Ariana, he felt like plucking out the eyes of Eric, he had gazed at Ariana with so much tenderness and concern and that didn't sit well with him as her master, he frowned at his discomfort as the grabbed the portfolio on his desk and quickly went through it, it was impressive but he was loathed to hire him, he frowned at his trail of thought, why was he hesitating to employ Eric?

The business obviously needs him. His mind went to Ariana, "am I hesitating because of Ariana?

She's just my slave" the question and his answer to that churned in his heart but still, he knew that Eric deserves the position, he curbed his feeling of unease and glanced at Eric, "I'll place you on probation for two weeks, if you're good as you project, then we'll move from there but if not...." He shrugged and let his sentence and hidden meaning trail off.

" Probation"?

Dylan glanced at him straight in the eyes, "if you're not okay with the arrangement, you can as well leave"

Eric gritted his teeth, he has seen Dylan's struggle to employ him, he knew his portfolio had impressed Dylan but yet he hesitate to employ him and instead placed him on probation, he needed the job so damn much, so he has no choice than to nod his head meekly, "I accept your offer"

Dylan nodded once, "good, just so we understand each other"

The atmosphere was tensed as they both shook hands, there was an unspoken animosity between them and Dylan wondered why he would be feeling such way to a man he hasn't met before, he would have time to ponder about the reason later, he watched as Eric walked out the door with narrowed eyes.