In the woods. (On hold)

Pining and Patience

Aviral's heart raced with fear as his entire being quivered, feeling the weight of submission pressing down on him. It was a strange sight—a mighty Alpha wolf brought to his knees by a mere human, a rare display of dominance. Aviral struggled to lift his gaze to meet hers, but his body refused to cooperate, betraying his inner turmoil.

Equally taken aback by the unprecedented scene before her, Sana harbored a deep dislike for the boy kneeling at her feet. Despite her disdain, she had not resorted to physical violence against him, refraining from unleashing her formidable punches or kicks upon him. She acknowledged her limitations, recognizing that she was not yet superior to him in skill or strength. Nevertheless, a fire burned within her, propelling her toward a future where she would stand as his equal if not his superior—but that day had not yet arrived.

"What did you do?", he asked seething in anger but his face couldn't display those emotions.

"Nothing yet, but mess with me again and see what I can do" she warned walking past him and to her classroom, not noticing how it was not only him who was trembling but many other also felt her wrath.

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"I am off to the library and none should disturb me!", Siddhant ordered the guards outside the library who simply nodded making a mental note of his order.

He entered the gigantic library, books covered every corner and nook of the big room. The shelves held the histories of generations, the secrets of the untold were dust ridden after being untouched for decades, the high wooden structure held the answers to the questions of the Alpha. Making his way to different sections and searching through the content of the books, he found himself dejected to not have found what he came looking after.

"It has to be here. There has to be something that could tell me that it is not unprecedented. Goodness, I know it is not, but how is that possible is what I want to know", he groaned, fingers threading to the locks of his long hair.

"I shall look for it again. There has to be something that could explain what happened. Master said, I should choose the right direction, but to choose it I should know what the right direction is. Is she the right direction?", he mumbled to himself. The week slipped away quietly, leaving behind the echoes of an unforgettable incident in the forest. Despite his best efforts, the memories of that night refused to fade. He could still feel the gentle touch of her hand on his fur, the warmth of her skin beneath his tongue, and the soft graze of her canine against his own. Her persistent questions, though baseless, grated on his nerves, yet he found himself tolerating them without fully understanding why.

She possessed a keen insight that others lacked, able to see the fiery red reflected in his amber eyes and discern the subtle scents of lavender and cedarwood that clung to him. These observations stirred a curiosity within him, prompting thoughts of whether she could be the one he had been searching for all along. Despite the seeming impossibility of it all, if she truly held the key to his deepest desires, he vowed not to let her claim the throne that rightfully belonged to the deserving. How could she, who seemed unworthy and unlikely to accept such a responsibility, be the one destined to rule?

His thirst for knowledge about her, about their connection, gnawed at him with a relentless intensity. The search for answers, for something to quench this insatiable curiosity, consumed his thoughts and actions, propelling him forward into the unknown.

It was hidden in the corner, the book that held the answers to his unsaid questions that made his mind turbulent and uneasy. Making his way through the collection of books that covered it as it meant to be hidden he pulled the book out and turned to see what the book - 'Bond Beyond Boundaries'