Chapter 192
Chapter 192
MIRO
A smile crept onto my face as I stared at her picture. I had ordered some of my men to take pictures of Ryn and send to me the moment she came in.
High waisted jeans hugging perfect round ass. Hair the color of midnight, shining like the moon kissed it. Eyes, the color of grey skies, wide as if she were startled.
Only Ryn Ashniöre can make ordinary clothing look like it was made for a star and as she went through the crowd, she stood
out.
I tried to ignore the hand holding hers but I couldn’t and my smile faded to nothing when my gaze landed on my brother holding her like she belonged to him.
I inhaled sharply, my smile returning.
By the end of tonight, Ryn will be mine. Theon on the other hand….hmmm….I remember Ryn saying have never won a fight against my brother.
Well, I guess it’s time to change history.
The door behind me was thrown open his heels and Dutton.
and I turned in time.
e.to see my
father walk in with none other than a sulky Bessie at
“What is this that I hear?!” My father queried, his face etched in anger. “You sent Bessie packing and mentioned you’re marrying Ryn Ashmore?!”
I folded my arms across my chest. “You heard right, Father. Ryn is my mate and it makes sense for her to be my Luna.”
My father closed his eyes and exhaled hard as if he had a headache and I was adding to it. “Of course she is.” He muttered sharply, an edge of frustration in his torre. “Damn Blood Wolf!”
I remained silent.
My father suddenly turned to me. “Are you mad? She’s our enemy. You can’t marry her.”
I ground my jaw. “I have always respected you, Father. Don’t make me misbehave because of this matter.”
My father blinked in surprise, while Dutton growled at me. “You will watch your tone!” He snarled.
I sighed, trying hard to reserve the hurricane of rage building within for my twin brother. If Dutton makes me unleash that on him before I get a chance to get into the cage, that would be tragic and I’d lose my Siren.
I simply ignored him. “I meant what I said, Father. She’s mine to have, to marry and to cherish.”
“She will hurt you like she made her brother try
hurt you!” My father countered.
I sincerely hope not.
“Leave that to me, I can handle her.” I replied.
My father ran a hand over his silver grey buzz cut before crossing the room towards me. Within a breath he was taking my right arm, and digging his claws in.
A sharp sting of pain raced through my body followed by the feel of tentacles spreading from my arm to my neck, reaching
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“Now, listen to me, boy.” My father spoke, his eyes glowing red as his voice drew me in, dulling my senses. “By my command, you will marry Bessie Crow. Your job is to kill Ryn Ashmore and when you get her tonight, that is what you’re going to do, understand?”
I stared at my father for a moment, appalled that he would try to control me but most especially disappointed that he did
try to.
“I’ll give you five seconds to get your hand off me, Father.” I said quietly. “That’s all I’m going to say.”
Dutton snarled, stepping forward, but I refused to acknowledge him. Instead, I counted down in my head, while having a staring contest with my father.
At the count of two, he withdrew his hand, taking a step back, and I felt my open skin close up within seconds.
“You are making a very big mistake.” He muttered, bitterness coloring his tone.
“Am I now?” I arched a brow. “I’d like to find out for myself, and if she tries anything, I’ll kill her.”
My father scoffed, glancing at me once from head to toe. “I hope so. If you’re not dead by then.”
My brows furrowed at his words. How bad can Ryn get?
I mean I remember those eyes and that face especially when I tasted her. She did not seem like someone who could do atrocious things or be as evil as my father painted her.
The office at the boutiques was a test and she passed in red and creamy colors.
So I am wondering. Who’s the bad guy? Ryn or my father?–
Suddenly the announcer’s voice filtered in through the room.
“I guess that’s my cue.” I muttered before proceeding towards the exit.
Bessie looked at my father in a so–you’re–just–gonna–let–him–leave look.
I couldn’t be bothered.
Suddenly, Dutton blocked my path, his one eye glaring at me. “You do not walk out on the King!”
I exhaled, curling my hands into fists. My wolf stirred, on the brink of coming out and devouring this man but I willed it to stay still. Apart from him being a prick, something about him makes my wolf very antsy to kill. Like he’s offended me in the past and I needed to get revenge for that.
I just don’t know what he did but right now, he’s doing a good job trying to send me over the edge.
I mustered on a smile carrying the same intensity as a threat. “One more chance.” I raised a fore finger. “And you’re done.”
And with that said, I walked around him, being sure to knock his shoulder on my way out.
The moment my name was announced, I came out to the public and made my way down the aisle, barely hearing the cheers and shouts on both sides of me.
Ncannot fail.
I must get this throne and get my
Siren.
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As soon as I entered the cage, I paced around with frantic energy my eyes immediately searching for her.
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The sight of her does something to me, Like it snatches the breath right out of my lungs and it will only take tasting her to get it back. Being in her presence has made me feel oddly safe and at ease, and those damn breasts! Goddess! I want to lay my head on them and let her heartbeat sing me a lullaby while sleep.
Things like these are worth fighting for.
No one has ever made me feel the way she does, and I’ll be damned if I didn’t give my all and win her tonight!
The announcer called Theon’s name and the roar and cheers that emanated from the crowds damn near deafened me.
I stopped, my entire muscles locking up as I saw my brother at the far end of the aisle, dressed in nothing but tattoos and boxers but that wasn’t what got my blood boiling.
It was the fact that he was still holding on to my siren.
My pacing continued, my eyes never leaving hers as they approached. I want him to stop touching her. I want her to fight it!
I am the only one allowed to feel her skin and to be in the same breath as hers!
Not my fucking brother!
But neither of them let go until Theon reached the end. Then he let go of Ryn’s hand.
A sign of relief flooded through me but our eyes met and there was something mischievous that glinted in his blue eyes.
Before I knew it, he held Ryn’s face and captured her lips with his. The crowd went ‘oooooh‘ and I froze, watching as Ryn kissed him back.
That act alone felt like someone was poking fiery holes in my heart.
Rage like I had never experienced before flooded my system and when I raised my hands, I found them trembling.
cage. I looked up in time to see my brother plant one last kiss on her forehead before climbing the steps towards to the
A beautiful smile crossed my lips. The same kind I gave to Dutton.
I love how everyone is cheering for their fave. I love how Ryn is now sitting in the front rows, seemingly confident.
Everyone will have a spectacular view of how I am going to humiliate my twin. Everyone, especially the wolfsbane of my existence. Ryn.
I looked at her with that same smile and she visibly swallowed, her confidence gone. I love how she will watch when I kill her precious mate!
AUTHOR’S NOTE: I heard about the L.A. fires. I don’t know if I have readers there. My heart goes out to those who lost their homes or have loved ones who lost something precious. I pray you find peace and comfort in these trying times. Also a big thank you to my readers and commenters, you really have no idea how much your comments mean to me. They literally keep me going. I love you guys.