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

better than no

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

Isabella.We

we are, uncle." I roll my

stand there listening to

king and he can kill me in less

training with the newly turned for a month as punishment

fuels the anger in me and the only way it can go out is for me to glare at the door in front of me, my

"Watch me, dear uncle."

disrespect and also

don’t wait for his wolf to take

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

happen, I bolt away, calling out to

that doesn’t mean

everything that comes with having a wolf, except

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

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

My safe spot.

go of every burden that the day brings and like always, the sight amazes me no matter how

me is a clearing and after that clearing is a glorious waterfall, the way the water shines and falls is more magical than anything I have ever

come, I can’t keep

down as take a sip out of the clean,

find my way to my usual sitting place,

everything

it, the

me sappy but I

sit there, time flies when your mind

I know it, the sun is coming down and the moon takes its place, also

butterflies are replaced by the fireflies and they ignite the forest with

watch pensively 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

and wondering how it can be doing this,

watch the spot pensively, my instincts on

at a distance in a

didn’t notice it before but now I do

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

"Show yourself.Who are you?"

echoes in the night and the shadow stills, before it begins to move again, getting smaller and smaller by the second and then

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

"Do it slowly."

at his dark eyes, unblinkingly and somehow I feel like there’s something hidden under them, like

still holding the branch before me and I blank when I finally

twitch as I scan through his odd attire,

be categorized as a strong male, not bulky but

believe fit is the

skin so smooth that I feel like rubbing my face on

but it

and a pointed nose leading up

remains dark, watching

twitch in my mind grows stronger and my eyes

once in a very long time, my wolf is present in my head as she breaks the barrier blocking her out and the words

"Mate."

in

not supposed to break

he moves back

that if I wasn't watching carefully

so fast that I begin to doubt

on his lips as he fully steps out of

I am

am not going to let my guard down because of his clean British accent,

agreed that he is handsome.I can't believe we found our mate after centuries of waiting.This is a dream come through, it wants to make me forgive you for blocking me out

deep breath trying not to move my eyes from the stranger in front

this whole

would

cloaks his words as

the process but what I get back in return is her anger

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

"Who are you?"

mate." His cryptic responds slightly annoys me and

"What's your name?"

would like to call

closer and my grip on the branch

that and how did you know my name." I say, remembering when he called

by passing the scent of fresh lilies and

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

pushes his hands into the pocket

am and now,

the side, making his hair

on what you want me to

shake my head, pushing

"Shut up."

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

that’s not what I meant." My arms becomes tired and so I decide

"What's your name?"