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."

He says, ignoring my

than no training at

word, I begin to walk to

you going, Isabella.We are not

are, uncle." I roll my eyes and he continues to

stand there

he can kill me in less that a second

for a month as punishment and you are not allowed to leave the castle without

me to glare at the door in front of

"Watch me, dear uncle."

and I step out immediately, ignoring him, ignoring his growls at my disrespect and also ignoring the chills that I feel when I go against the orders of

his wolf to take over and

from it, I mostly get into trouble with my aunt but it feels like it is now my

waiting to see what's going to happen, I bolt away, calling out to my werewolf speed as

doesn’t

having a wolf, except for her

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

I step in butI ignore them, my movements never stopping till I arrive

My safe spot.

of every burden that the day brings and like always, the sight amazes me no matter how many times I see

clearing is a glorious waterfall, the way the water shines and falls is more magical than anything

and every single time I come, I can’t keep my eyes off the way the water flows into a

I Kneel down as take a sip

me immediately and I find my way to my

see everything the

around it, the sunlight reflecting

I am simply at

know how much time I sit there, time flies

down and the moon takes its place,

are replaced by the fireflies and they ignite the

I don’t know how but it finds a way to wrap itself around my hair and tugs

laugh, not feeling the tug and wondering how it can be doing this, then my eyes wanders to

spot pensively, my instincts on high alert all of

shadow looms at a distance in a

before but now I do and as I watch closely,

this and I begin to look for a weapon a thankfully, my hand feels a

"Show yourself.Who are you?"

the 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

I don't see him clearly, his structure is enough to tell me that he

"Do it slowly."

unblinkingly and somehow I feel like there’s something hidden under them,

shocked when he obeys my commands and steps out at the same time I stand up, still holding the branch before me and

something in my mind twitch as I scan through his odd attire, both top and bottom holding his

he can be categorized

believe fit is

a skin so smooth

but it doesn’t stop

pink lips and a pointed nose leading up to his

remains

in my mind grows stronger and my eyes widen

long time, my 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

"Mate."

is back in my head. That's

supposed to

the words comes out of my mouth, he moves back a bit as if

and tiny that if

that I begin to doubt what

his lips as he fully steps out of

am your mate,

going to let my guard down because

our mate after centuries of waiting.This is a 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 that we have only been alive

to.’ I take a deep breath trying not to move

were watching me this whole time,

it’s a bad thing.I wanted to see how long it would take you to figure out that I was here and it

words

but what I get back in return is her anger and

male in front of me who is suddenly staring at me with concern. He takes a step forward and I take several

"Who are you?"

slightly annoys me and I

"What's your name?"

to call me would be alright,

my grip on the branch

that and how did you know my name."

scent of fresh lilies and wood coming from

a wolf, neither are

pushes his hands into the pocket of

am and

his head to the side, making his hair fall over

what you

head, pushing my wolf back into the

"Shut up."

up at him in confusion before I realize that

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

"What's your name?"