Love Grows In The Dark by Eli Lowe (read books for money TXT) 📕

were never considered as someplace where anyone could live. Those were the darkest places which consisted of the darkest streets where the sun lights do not reach that easily, leaving the place behind to rot in all the dirt and mud. And that was exactly what I needed.

Yes,

The dirt, the mud and the deadly rotten smell.

Nothing bothered me to cover my whole body in such filth when I was already tainted with all those accusations of others, especially my mate, which were not true at all.

I hurriedly scooped up all those filth of the gutter with my bare hands only to put it everywhere on my skin so that not a single spot was left uncovered. The chilled mud was like piercing through my skin while I was reeking like hell, viciously.

And only when I was convinced enough that now it was the deadly rotten smell left which was coming out from me instead of my own smell, I stopped.

I knew that I was looking as if I had just come out of the gutter, but I did not care.

Cause, now it was time to face the very moment for which I was afraid of, without a single doubt.

But even though I was reluctant to fight, I knew that I had no choice, as always. So, I started walking ever so slowly, because my legs were not even ready to move, to face my mate like this, to fight him. I just kept giving myself another second with each passing seconds hoping that if I do so, I might be able to avoid the misery of my life, which was already standing at my doorstep and waiting for me to come out.

No,

I was wrong. Nothing like that happened.

Cause when I had finally reached the packhouse after a long long time, my blood froze seeing that the whole pack was already gathered up at the yard and was waiting for me. All of their eyes were reflecting nothing but extreme disgust. As if I had let their pack down with some treacherous acts. They did not even bother to find out what happened exactly, just like a few years ago. I was already a traitor in their eyes no matter what was the accusation, no matter if I did anything or not. They cared nothing about me.

And my uncle?

The recent Alpha of our Lunar High pack, Benjamin?

Well, I could not guess what was he thinking right at this moment but all I could tell that he seemed quite helpless. As if, neither could he protect me nor could he accuse like everyone else. He was just standing still together with his pack.

But was I not one of his pack?

was I always the outsider?

How could I be? When the entire pack was supposed to be my own...when no one but I was the next in line Alpha of the Lunar High Pack which once belonged to my dad. But not anymore. Everything changed over the past few years.

I sighed as I had never expected anything good from any of my pack members.

I wondered where was Kaith and how was he going to react seeing me in such a situation, cause he knew and believed the truth but I could not find him anywhere near here at this moment.

I did move my eyes slowly to look around among the crowd to find the familiar face. But no, he was not there.

And then I saw him. No, not Kaith but Kazan.

His tall, rude and dusky appearance could easily scare anyone. The everlasting scowl was still lying on his face irrespective of the fact that he was still looking seductive as always with those captivating blue eyes. But he cared the least. The fully toned muscles were dying to come out from underneath his clothes but it seemed that Kazan forced them to stay calm, at least for a while until he moves his blades to cut me through.

Yes,

He was standing in the middle of the ground with his sword blades in both of his hands. His eyes seemed dark, covered in the utmost anger while he kept his gaze fixed on me since when I had entered.

'Mate'

My wolf whimpered back in my mind helplessly as both of us knew what was about to come next.

I kept enclosing the distance between me and Kazan slowly and carefully while his gaze had never left me even for the slightest second, maybe because I was all covered with filth with no reason at all, at least not to him. I knew that he could never imagine me as his mate ever in his entire life but his smell was cruel enough as it had already started to intoxicate my mind and body, making me feel the tremendous pull towards him right at that moment without anyone's knowledge,..not even Kazan's. But the pain was even more immense when I had to force myself against the pull. I had to hold myself back from going to him...from touching him...from losing myself again into his warm embrace.

Yes, I was enduring the pain which no one could ever imagine.

The time which I had shared with my mate in the last two nights, started coming to me, when I was finally seeing the very same person before my eyes today but he seemed completely different.

Yes,

My unknown mate whom I got to meet at the midnight was different. His heart was warm and full of emotions as he wanted to love and to be loved. Though his touches were rough but his heart was tender. He was the one who wanted to talk all his heart out, and he even wanted to listen to me as well.

But.. but the Kazan I knew was not like that at all.

As far as I knew,

He had no heart, neither he had any