Betrayed Heiress: My Second Chance Mate is A Lycan King

Aira’s POV

“I can’t be here. I need to get the deed and save Alex,” I say hurriedly, attempting to get up, but I instantly regret my actions.

A pain like I have never felt before courses through my body; it nearly leaves me in tears. Oh, how could I possibly forget that I was in a fatal accident just moments ago? Normally, I would take a breath and thank my stars that I am alive, but there is just not enough time for that right now.

I need to save Alex.

I attempt to move again, but the pain that shoots up my body is even worse than the first. My eyes fall down on my body, and I gasp at its condition.

Okay, maybe it really is a miracle that I am still alive.

There are deep, long cuts littered all over my body. Cuts that are sure to take the life of any living creature in seconds.

Moriah watches me struggle in silence, shaking her head in disbelief.

“Why do you try so hard to save that monster? Don’t you have any idea the lives he has ruined and taken for the most irrelevant reasons? I know you see him as the best man in the world, but in reality, Alexander is a cold-hearted beast. He deserves everything that is coming to him.”

Moriah’s words twist something inside me. I tear my gaze away from her, not wanting her to see my tears. “I know Alex was one of the most heartless and ruthless creatures to ever wander this earth.” I pause to meet Moriah’s eyes once again, to show her that I mean everything I’m about to say. “But over the past few months, he has changed. He has grown a heart, and he has roots. I know a few months of good is not enough to make up for the years of torment he has brought upon you and everyone in this pack. But he doesn’t deserve to suffer such a terrible fate at the hands of my power-hungry family.”

Moriah’s eyes soften at my words, and I see something I would take for empathy flashing in her eyes.

“Despite all the evil this world and he himself have shown you, your heart is still pure. I admire that,” she says before coming to stand beside me. “Which is exactly why I am going to help you.”

My eyebrows crease, and before I can ask how she intends to help me, a woman in a dark coat walks into the hut.

Part of her face is covered by a hood, but the little that was revealed showed markings that had been done with coal. Her eyes are darker than night, and so is her aura.

“It is time,” the unknown lady says, and Moriah nods.

The other lady comes to stand at my other side, and their hands hover above my face and chest. They begin to mutter something in a foreign language, and just as I am about to ask them what is going on, a chill sips into my veins and flows to every part of my body.

My breath comes to a halt as the surge of power fills every part of me. Moriah’s pupils completely disappear as her gray strands lengthen.

Her body begins to tremble, and I watch her age before me at an alarming rate. A glow flows down her heart to her arms and straight down to my heart, and my body rises off the bed on which I lay.

I could see and feel everything.

Suddenly, the light vanishes, and my body falls to the bed. But my body wasn’t the only one that fell.

“Moriah!” I shoot to my feet and rush to her side. I lay her head on my thighs and began to inspect her body. My heart freezes in my chest when I can no longer feel her pulse.

“She is gone,” the lady in a black coat says.

“What? Why would she do that?” I ask, feeling tears well up in my eyes.

“She was only fulfilling the prophecy. Moriah has been the head of our coven for over fifty decades. The prophecy clearly stated that her time has come and that a soul purer than a child’s will be her successor. And that is you.”

There is no damn way.

The woman tilts her head to the side and says, “Don’t be sad; it was what she wanted. She was glad that it was you.”

I look down at Moriah, the weight in my chest growing even heavier. I think she gave her life to help the man she hated the most.

I can’t let her down.

“My name is Sasha, by the way.”

“Aira,” I mutter, and a ghost of a smile appears on her face.

“I know.”

Two more men in a similar attire to the lady walk into the hut and take away Moriah’s body. The lady takes my hand and lifts me back to my feet.

It was only at that moment that I realized that all my wounds had been completely healed. It was almost as though they had never happened in the first place.

The witch leads me out of the hut, and what I see leaves me in complete and utter shock.

There are about twenty witches on their knees with their heads bowed towards me. Sasha goes down on her knees and, well, bows before me.

“You are now our leader, Aira. Every witch of this coven is at your service.”

A smirk lifts my lips.

“Then let’s go save my mate.”

Vincent’s POV

I check the time on my watch and scowl. The girl has just five minutes left.

“Let’s just kill him and go get the deed ourselves,” Mason says, pacing the room impatiently.

“You should probably listen to him, the worst mistake you can make is letting me out of here alive. Because I will come for you.”

I roll my eyes at the incessant brat.

“I think I liked you better when you were half dead,” I say to Alex, checking the time on my watch once more.

Three more minutes.

I get off my chair and take the dagger out of my pocket. “I really thought she cared about you, but then again she is a Kingston. We value power more than love.”

Sadness flashes in his eyes but he is quick to look away. How sad.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Don’t worry, I will make this as quick as possible for you,” I say as I stand behind him, lifting his chin so I can get better access to his neck.

He struggles against me but it’s futile. I check the time once again, and sigh.

It is time.

“I suppose you get to finally say hi to your father inlaw. I am certain he would love you.”

Just as I bring the dagger to his throat, the door bursts wide open.

Finally.

When I lift my gaze I frown when I see that it is a guard who had walked in instead of aira.

He is panting heavily with beads of sweat trickling down his head.

His chest heaves up and down rapidly and the fear in his eyes is like none I have ever seen before.

“She is here.”

His body jolts forward and he looks as though he is struggling for breath. Blood spills out of his gaping mouth and my siblings take a step away from him.

A cold wind fills the room but I knew this was no ordinary wind. This was a great power radiating off someone. But who?

I watch the life drain off the guard’s eyes before he falls lifelessly to the floor. There is a large hole in the man’s back, right above his chest.

The girl that walks in is not my niece.

But a monster.

“I won’t ask this nicely again.” Aira’s eyes turned ghostly white and her voice didn’t sound like hers but an army of angry gods. “Give me back my mate.”