If all your life you have waited for someone and suddenly they came in front of you, your first thought will be to touch them, to feel them as a proof that they are real not just a fragment of your imaginations.
When his mate came in front of him Darach became so busy in admiring her that he lost control of his beast who was hell bend on claiming her.
Darach knew that he moved too fast.
Actually it was his beast who moved a way too fast. Centuries he had spend in thinking that his mate was dead just because an Oracle said so.
He should never have believed her. Darach got a clear idea now that why Oracles were considered mad beings. But aside from his mate, he can't dismiss that it was the Oracle who had told him the way of these wastelands.
And Darach can sense a large number of Lycans here. Maybe his brat of a sister got her ass kicked by someone on this plane.
If all the lost Lycans are on this land than it was a bonus for him that he found his little mate here.
For the first time in his life, Darach was proud of his decision of doing something for his people. . . If he knew that solving his people's problems would lead him to his mate he would have fucking started helping campaigns for his people instead of his sleeping campaigns!
They say an impatient man always burn his own mouth and he can't even enjoy his meal. That's what had happened with Darach, his beast got too excited which had scared their mate off.
He still didn't knew that what was she. . .
With her pointed ears, baby fangs, strange coloured mesmerizing eyes and wee figure she was a person he can't fit in a box. And there were only a few people Darach can't figure out!
He can imagine her taunting him. The way she had thrown him in the wall like a ragged doll it was clear that she was stronger than she looked. Her wee body contained more strength than he could imagine. Darach's a grown Lycan, from the strongest bloodline of Lycans and on top of that he's the crowned king of Lycans but his mate, a wee lass had kicked him with such a force that had not just thrown him in the wall but also knocked the air outta his poor lungs.
She is a being stronger than a lycan, which as impossible!
Her existence denied every law of nature!
She had created an invisible wall around herself to stop him from reaching her. If he kept that in mind than their were major possibilities that his mate might be a witch, Darach shuddered at his own thoughts.
It can't be possible!!
He sent a silent prayer to the moon goddess to make her anything but a witch~
The last time a witch was mated to a member of his family, they all had gone through hell just because of a witch. . .
Darach can accept anything but a witch. . .
His inner lycan growled at his throughs. He was not too happy from the way his other half was thinking. He didn't liked the idea of even a possibility of Darach not liking their mate.
The beast knew that his human side was a fool because once they are blessed with what they had wished for they can't handle the blessings. The humans always find a way to ruin everything. . .
Darach remembered his mate's pointed ears, like fey beings. She could be a fey for all he know. Darach dismissed his troubled thoughts and turned his focus on his surroundings. The sun shines above his head. This land was located in the middle of nowhere. Green grass covered the land with not a flicker of snow to be seen. If he hadn't traveled himself from the snow storm in the wasteland he would have never believed that this lush tropical land is surrounded by wasteland.
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Marking Territory
Romance🔴A Werewolf Novel🔴 She was born in the season of death under the layers of hatred. It was said that the moon held nothing in front of her beauty but it was such a shame that she didn't survived. . . Or that's what they thin...
