Daughter of the King of Werewolves

PLANNING AND PURPOSE

PLANNING AND PURPOSE

Ryan’s POV

How could she just leave without listening to me and that to because that good for nothing fellow talked her into it? How do they know each other? What should I do now? SHE just left me.

Getting myself together I walk to my car. Getting in it and grabbing my phone from the dashboard I call King.

“King, She left me.”

“Who left you Ryan?”

“Your daughter left me with that good for nothing fellow”

“Ryan, come to my place now. We will talk about it here.”

“Okay, I am coming.”

I hang up on him and drive towards his place.

After reaching at King’s mansion I tell him everything that happened. Saying he is furious is an understatement. We don’t know what to do? Where could that guy take her? We only know that he is a night foe. THAT BASTARD.

He can take her across countries within seconds. Night foes are the dark creatures that can turn themselves in smoke or anything they are touching and again get the original or any form they want. They are the most dangerous dark creatures. They are the most manipulative and cunning also.

I just hope Akira is fine.

King and I start planning to get Akira back safely. This is going to take up a lot of time. We are currently debating whether to get other supernaturals for our help. It will cost us revealing Akira's identity.

But I don't want anything to happen to her so I am willing to take the risk.

Akira’s POV

I miss him. I miss him too much. But what he did was unforgivable. Since I came to the house Armaan brought me to my thoughts have been occupied with the events that took place only a few hours ago. Armaan has been very understanding and has given me the space I would need.

I need a shower, a cold shower, all the thinking got my head and body burning badly.

I step in the shower adjust the temperature to coldest and strip off my clothes. Half an hour in the shower has also not got my burning subsided and to add to it my head has started aching badly.

I step out of the shower with my head in my one hand and the other hand trying to get in the bedroom with support of various things.

As I reach the bed blackness starts to cloud my eyes, and before I know it blackness consumes me.

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I open my eyes and close them immediately due to the brightness in the room the curtains must have been withdrawn. I open my eyes again and let them adjust to the brightness. I notice that I am not in the room I blacked out in. Instead this is not a room. It’s an open area but there is nothing in it. It is empty, the floor is pure white and I cannot see anything else. I notice that now I am wearing a white full length gown, from where did this come?

And only one thing is on my mind now that WHERE THE HELL AM I?

“You my dear are in the clouds in Heaven.” A voice said behind me. I turn around instantly and I see the most elegant, sophisticated and beautiful lady in front of me.

“What do you mean in heaven? Who are you? What exactly is this place? Why am I here?” I ask her in return not able to understand her and exactly not wanting to believe her.