Stealing the mate

Chapter 53

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Hazel was continuously running in the forest in the hope that she will meet Daxon and ask him about why he didn't come to castle after that passionate night between them. She was continuously running for the past two hours and still wasn't half way to his castle. She was tired would be an understatement. She was exhausted to her bones but her bare feet were not ready to stop themselves. She was so eager to meet Daxon that she was not stopping even after she felt blisters appearing in her soft feet.

Sweat was running down her forehead and neck disappearing in her silk gown. Her feet were paining to the extent that she was not able to even walk but testing her limits she was running in that forest with thousands of trees. She wanted to complain to him of himself that he has hurted her a lot by not appearing in the castle.

She...she was missing him.

As she was running suddenly a throne pierced in her feet making her cry out and fell on the floor. She cried out in pain because she never felt pain in her castle, she was always treated as a glass doll who will broke just by a little pressure and now that throne pierced in her feet was hurting a lot. She hissed and saw her feet bleeding to much. She whimpered not knowing what to do anymore but that little throne can't stop from meeting Daxon.

She slowly touched it and cried out but bitting her lips she muffled her voice and plucked out the throne from her feet throwing it away. She breathed heavily and weakly stood up from the ground. Limping to a log which was fallen on the ground she sat on it examining her feet. Tearing her silk gown from the corner she wrapped it around her feet and stood up again.

She started walking limping on the floor but her determination was still not faltering her from reaching her destination. She again started walking, not with the previous pace but slow. Her heavy breathing was echoing in the forest making her feel scared and she wrapped her arms around herself tightly in the hope of keeping herself warm and stop the shivering in her whole body.

After few hours of walking, she finally reached where his territory was and she entered inside not knowing what is coming for her. She was oblivious of the upcoming hurdles towards her. She started walking inside the territory and saw many people human or wolf roaming here and there in the market. She tried to hide herself from the glances coming towards her but her torn silk gown was not enough to do so.

When people saw so much beautiful and pale skin woman they themselves started getting attracted to her. Men and women started giving her looks some in awe and some in jealousy while some in suspicion. She never came in contact with this much people directly so she started getting scared of them. A man looking like the head of their came forward making her stop dead in her track.

"Who are you and from where do you come from? You are not of this pack." He stated in his heavy and scary voice making Hazel to gulp in fear.

"I-I'm from nightingale pack." She stated honestly because she didn't know about the rivalry of both of the packs.

As soon as that man heard this, his blood boiled and his eyes turned read. "HOW DARE YOU ENTER INSIDE OUR PACK?" he yelled loudly at her making her whimper and she backed away from him immediately.

The man came forward and held her already broken wrist tightly making her cry out in pain. "Tell me why are you here?" He asked shaking her up badly and Hazel was almost on the verge of crying.

He pushed her on the floor and more men gathered around her. She started backing away in fear. Gathering a lot of courage she stood up from the floor and joined her hands in front of them helplessly.

"P-please let me go I-Im here to meet Alpha Daxon." She said pleading to them fearfully.

"Why do you want to meet our Alpha? He don't have time to waste on someone useless like you." that man again said to which she shook her head in denial.