CHAPTER 7

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Grey eyes met black eyes. 

Just as their eyes met, she stopped breathing, never in her life she saw this craft man-so fucking perfect man in her life.

He is so beautiful. Hande couldn't help but notice how his beautiful grey eyes turned pitch black, he didn't even had a traces of white in his eyes. He was looking at her elbow where the mafia boy was holding her.

His head snapped at her face, noticing her discomfort. He growled loudly making the land beneath her foot shook vigorously. 

Before anybody could do anything, the boy who was holding Hande was on ground with a knife stuck inside his chest. Probably dead. 

Hande could only watch as he took out his sword and started slashing it on boys. People screamed in pain, the atmosphere changed into one of havoc and chaos. She watched as he mercilessly slashed each man throat with his sword and dogged their bullet as if that was nothing to him. His muscles flexed each time he moved, he was moving as if he owns this world. 

"Hande, let's go."  Jessica dragged Hande away from the horrifying scene towards her car. Buckling themselves they marched from the restaurant in full speed. Jessica occasionally looked back through her rear mirror. Hande was in shock state and Jessica was having a panic attack. Jessica drove in speed, ditching many signals. Just when they were about to reach their woods a loud thud heard just above their car. The car lost its balanced and stopped in the middle of woods.

Both the girls screamed. Hande bend down in the car, hiding herself as much as she could. Jessica was frozen on her seat. "What is it?" Jessica mummer while looking around her. 

Jessica could hear heavy breathing but couldn't point on which direction. She mind linked Marcus, telling him exactly what happened. He assured her he is on his way and to remain in car till they arrive. 

The car door of Hande side was thrown away and the same hair man came into there view. Jessica screamed loudly before passing out on her seat due to panic. 

Hande was shivering uncontrollably while looking at him. She don't know but she was not appreciating the aura which he was giving her. 

"Shh! little one, you are fine." his deep rough velvet voice tried to calm her racing heart. Before she could reply he took her bridal style and pulled her flush against his chest. He was holding her so softly as if he could break her with small roughness. 

She swear she heard a deep purr. She looked at him while cuddling him, letting his warmth surround her cold body. He took her towards his car, instead of pushing her inside the car, he sat down on the roof of his car along with her on his lap. 

She cried in his arm as he rubbed her back saying soft smoothing words to her. His fingers left tingle and sparks throughout her body, making her feel good and comfortable. He rubbed her more, kissing her temples, loving her and providing her comfort. 

When he killed each one of the human back in the streets, he turned around to find his mate only to discover she was no where to be seen. He almost lost his control if he haven't found her scent lingering in the air, it was very less, usually wolfs find their mate from meters away and for him, it shall be easier but it was not, it was like someone mixed her scent or disturbed her real scent, making him almost impossible to find her but nevertheless he followed her scent. If he wasn't his mate and a powerful wolf he would never be able to find her. 

She smell of pure chocolate but with a lot of foul scent. 

"Mate, Who hurt you?" He asked her slowly, turning her face to face him. Her beautiful face was now red, red lips, red cheeks and red nose. Seeing her like this was making him more sad and horny. He wanted her to be red, more red then this, but due to some entirely different reason. 

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