Mated to a god

"You allowed Summer into the training grounds when she shouldn't even be close to that place and you tried to murder a human." I shake my head at these accusations.

"No, I suffocated him.There’s a difference."I consciously avoid Summer’s part in this and I am sure that she is silently thanking me.

I can almost feel it.Uncle Sebastian’s eyes doesn't leave me.He continues to keep his glare and I continue to look everywhere but him.The chances of me getting my head cut off are bigger now.

"Yes, apparently, to you, there’s a difference."He nods with sarcasm all over his words.

"Don't I just remind you of my mother, your sister?"His mood takes a sudden change when I say this and I take a step back, planning my escape.

Bringing out this topic hurts him badly but I don’t mind...of course I do mind.

I just tell myself that I don’t mind everyday.

"Your tricks aren't going to work on me that easily, Isabella."

His expression changes to something much more darker and the room slowly turns cold.

Even with all these happening, I Know that he won't hurt me.I know that deep down.

He takes me as a daughter and when I was little he never wanted me to step into the sight of males but then I got older, he knew that I was bound to find my mate.

"I can assure you that Summer wasn’t in da-" His growl cuts me off immediately and I keep my mouth shut as he rambles.

"Summer wasn't in any harm, in danger?" His voice is filled with rage.

"She was in the middle of extra hormonal males who can't keep their emotions in check."

"Females were also there, and why would you send me there if you knew that they are hormonal males.Am I not also important to you?"

"Do not change the subject."He warns.

"You are very much important.I trained you myself and I trust that you can take care of yourself."

"But what you don’t trust is that I can take care of Summer."

"She is my daughter!" His enraged voice fills the air and I stand there calmly.

"And she is my cousin."I say.

Summer has been quiet since we came here, her hair tucked behind her pointed ears and her blue eyes watching every single thing in the room.She probably decides that it’s time to stop playing with her leg and she speaks out.

"It was my fault."

Her father hears her timid whisper in the midst of his rage and I notice how his once darken eyes are gone.Summer has so much effect on him.She is his daughter after all.

I just wish I had that kind of effect on him too.

The kind that will make him start a war for me.

The kind that a father would have for his daughter and I guess that I am going over the top.He is not my father, he is hers.

"I should be blamed for this and not my cousin.It was me who went to the training grounds."

She begins to play with her fingers, her face downwards and her father’s eyes watches her all through.

"You know that you aren't allowed to step into where the wolves are training.Why did you even go there."

"Because...I need to learn how to fight."

Her blue eyes stares up at him and I watch his eyes soften in return.

He walks over to his daughter and squats before her, holding her arms as he goes down.

Both Summer’s and my eyes follow him all the way.

"But you already know how to fight.You've had training everyday since you turned ten."

Just like her father, her eyes narrows pensively.

"That's for magic, dad.I need to learn how to defend myself without magic.What if I get stuck in a situation that I can't use my powers."

"You won't get to see that because you will never see a battle."

With the way her little hands tightens I know that she feels the same way I feel sometimes, like to punch her father.

Like to punch the king of all wolves.

"What if I do, daddy and no one is there to protect me, no one is there to help me.Not even you or my magic."

She stomps on her feet angrily.

"The world has an infinite line of possibilities.That’s why I asked for a gun."

She whispers the last statement under her breath but the both of us hear it loud and clear.

The next thing she does is to stand on her feet and she walks out of the room with Zero want of turning back, not even to stare at me.

"You have to accept that your daughter needs proper training." He slowly stands on his feet and faces me.

"She does need physical combat training, I accept that but she won't be seen in the eyes of newly turned males." His words are beginning to annoy me.

"I still repeat myself that they were also females there."

myself." He

no training

word, I begin to walk to the door.My hand pauses

Isabella.We are

my eyes and

still stand

because he is the king and he can kill me in less that a second but he is also my

as punishment and you

it can go out is for me to glare

"Watch me, dear uncle."

open and I step out immediately, ignoring him, ignoring his growls at my disrespect and also ignoring the chills that I

take over and

I always put myself into trouble and try to run away from it, I mostly get into trouble

what's going to happen, I bolt away,

blocked my wolf out but that doesn’t mean that her abilities are blocked with

having a wolf, except for

moves automatically, maneuvering a way out of the castle and into the forest, to the west of

of the forest leaves pierces me as I step in butI ignore them, my

My safe spot.

every burden that the day brings and like always, the sight

the way the water shines and

can’t keep my eyes off the way

I Kneel down as take a sip out

way to my usual sitting place, beside a

I can see everything the

hovering around it, the

me sappy but I am

know how much time I sit there, time flies when your mind is not

know it, the sun is coming down and the moon takes

by the fireflies and they

as one wanders far off from the others, heading in my direction and I don’t know how but it finds a way to wrap itself around my hair and tugs it into

feeling the tug and wondering how it can be doing this, then

spot pensively, my instincts

looms at a distance in a

I

barely hold my gasp in when I see this and I begin to look for a weapon a thankfully, my hand feels a branch and I end up pushing it in front of my face

"Show yourself.Who are you?"

night and the shadow stills, before it begins to move again, getting smaller and smaller by the second and then aman comes out.A man with dark and pensive eyes.They glimmer in the dark, blinking at me and I hold

don't see him clearly, his structure is

"Do it slowly."

and somehow I feel like there’s something hidden under them, like they aren't

time I stand up, still holding the branch before me and I

through his odd

he can be categorized as

is the right

a structured jaw line and is covered by a skin so smooth that

am shocked by my feelings but it doesn’t stop me

and a pointed

remains dark,

stronger and my eyes widen as I gasp, finally knowing what

wolf is present in my head as she breaks the barrier blocking her out and the words she forces out of my lips shocks me into a rush

"Mate."

wolf...she is back in

is not supposed to break through

he moves back a bit as if he has

quick and tiny that if I

collects himself together so fast that

his lips as he fully steps out of the rays of the

I am your mate,

not going to let my guard down because of his clean British accent, alluring scent or

dream come through, it wants to make me forgive you for blocking me out all these years, Izzy.'’ I ignore my wolf's loud voice in my head, not bothering to correct her

deep breath trying not to move my eyes

were watching me this whole time,

wanted to see how long it would take you to figure

his words as

to block out my wolf in the process but what I get back in return is her

male in front of me who is suddenly staring at me with concern. He takes a step forward and I take several back, till my back is on the tree behind

"Who are you?"

His cryptic responds slightly

"What's your name?"

you would like to call

closer and my grip on the branch

and how did you know my

by passing the scent of fresh lilies and wood

are definitely not a wolf, neither are you a human,

casually pushes his hands into the pocket of

I am and now, you're

cocks his head to the side, making his hair fall over

decision on what you want

my head,

"Shut up."

at all, then?" I look up at him in confusion

what I meant." My arms becomes tired and so I decide to drop down

"What's your name?"