The Wiccan's Curse

Chapter THREE

Rafa remembered how he laughed at Kavya for making such a ridiculous curse on him. He thought he knew himself, knew that he the great lycan king will never fall in love. But as he watched his remaining pack members find their mates and saw how they treated each other with undying love and compassion for each other made him jealous. How could you put your life in another's hands? How can you love someone you just met? But, now he understands as he looked into her sepia eyes.

He sucked in his breath as he admired the girl in front of him. Her brown eyes widened with surprise and confusion. They were the color of drops of honey blossoming at twilight as if the earth goddess had gifted them to her herself. Her hair was a curly black mesh running down her slim back, taunting him to reach out and detangle every strand. Her snow-like skin made her pink lips pop out teasing him.

Davian cleared his throat and gave her a small millimeter smile, "Sorry, I heard sniffling. I thought you were crying."

Rayna straightened her back as she stared in awe at the man before her. His voice vibrated deep within her. He was mouth watering, his five o'clock shadow shaped his sharp jaw line perfectly and his black hair laid a mess on top of his head with strands falling in front of his face. She swore that his golden eyes could replace the sun, they were filled with an emotion that she has never seen before.

"No, sorry... I wasn't crying. Just had to sneeze, but it wasn't coming out." She confessed shyly, playing with the sleeve of her gray sweater.

Just her voice alone made him feel at peace, even Rafa was quiet for once. Davian looked around the dust filled room and frowned. Cobwebs were in every corner of the room, the furniture even had mountains of dust piled on them. No wonder why she needs to sneeze. Her voice even sounded a little rough. Breathing in this much dust will affect anyone breathing.

How dare they keep her his mate in a room that has never been touched with any cleaning agent since it's been built. Keeping her locked away as if she had some kind of contagious disease. He walked towards her, grabbing the window behind her and pried it open. Clean air filled the room. The window creaked open and some dried up paint fell down from the seams. Someone tried painting this window permanent shut

"There, some fresh air should help." He said, smiling down at her.

His smile was warm and inviting, making her blush even more. Rayna diverted her eyes, fearing she was staring too much and muttered a simple, "Thank you." under her breath.

Davian knew he was fucked. She was small compared to his tall frame and her voice was soft, timid even. She wouldn't be able to protect herself from Kavya. Should he take her and protect her and hope for the best? Or should he take her and use her as a pawn? He never felt so conflicted in his life. She was too good for him, even Rafa knew that. She was innocent compared to him. He slowly moved his finger to her chin and slowly lifted, making her look up into his eyes.

"Don't ever hang your head down as if you are nothing, Malen'kiy Volk. Never show weakness to anyone." He watched as her brown eyes widened in surprise and her cheeks reddened.

She has never had anyone treat her the way this stranger has. Zeke and her father treated her like an object, Cassandra treated her as a trusted friend, but this man was treating her as if she was someone to be loved.

He's too good to be true. He might be acting interested in me now, but what will happen when he finds his mate? Discard me like I'm nothing? What if he isn't interested in me for a relationship, but just for a quickie? Can I do a quickie? What the fuck are you thinking, Rayna? You just met the man.

Rayna grabbed a hold of Davian's hand and removed it from her chin, "I'll keep that in mind thank you, But who are you?" She asked.

The feel of her hand on his causes an electric shock to run down his body, making him stifle a groan. This was the feeling he always wanted to experience. Just one touch from her has made his body wanting more. He could take her right here and now, but would she want to be bent over a dusty bed? Maybe have her hanging out the window so while he's fucking her from behind she could also being getting some fresh air? Davian stared down his mate and noticed that she was acting as if she knew nothing. Does she not feel the mate bond? Has her wolf mentioned who he was to them?