17 ~ Ryan Reality

Ryan POV

I looked at her as she came out of the study room. Her cheeks heated up with the warmness and her eyes as usual confused about what was happening.

And honestly, I was enjoying this a lot. My lips automatically curved in a slight smile as I ordered her softly.

"Take out my clothes, Cass,"

She glared at me for a moment and then nodded her head.

I noticed her as raked her eyes to all the corners of the chamber and laid them on me.

"Where are your clothes?"

“There,”

I signaled her towards the cupboard made for clothes. She nodded and looked slightly frustrated. But, without giving me any more glances, I walked towards it.

I started having my breakfast while stealing glances at her.

She tiptoed to reach the uppermost shelves and I tried to compress my wide smile.

“Ryan,”

She called.

“I can't reach there, help me,”

She said with a cute face.

I nodded and left my breakfast to help her. I walked toward her and she stood aside giving me space.

I smiled.

“I know you are smart, but not that much,”

I said looking at her and she thinned her eyebrows. There was a glimpse of fear visible on her face.

“What do you mean?”

She asked.

“I mean, you called me here to help myself. But, it's your job to do it for me,”

I stated.

She took a breath of frustration.

“How mean,”

She said and stood between me and the cupboard.

She forwarded her hands up tiptoeing again and my sight fell on her waving dark red hair reaching to her hips. Her bright back became visible a little and I felt like caging her from behind.

"See, I can't reach there,"

She turned towards me.

I came out of my wild imagination all of sudden.

"Try again,"

I stated.

She gave me a frustrated look and turned back. Tiptoeing again, she forwarded her hand towards the upper shelf.

I leaned in closer to her and my hand slowly grabbed her tiny waist. I pulled her a little up and felt her slight shiver.

Her cheeks warmed up and she quickly took out the black attire.

"Put me down,"

She muttered. Her voice was slow and then she turned to look at me.

"You don't leave a chance to touch me,"

She passed from beside me and I held her wrist to pull her back in the place. My hands caged her and rested against the shelves.

I leaned in closer and muttered.

"Really? Did I come here by myself?"

I asked, looking into her eyes.

She turned blushing and looked back into my eyes, staying silent.

"Do you feel anything with this closeness?"

I asked and she lifted her gaze to me.

"NO,"

She replied instantly.

I thinned my eyebrows and my lips curved in a slight smile. That means she does feel something with this closiness.

"Then why are you scared?"

"Because you are cheap?"

She whisper yelled at me and my hand instantly grabbed her neck. Choking her a little, I muttered.

"Such a short-tempered you are,"

I stated, pulling her closer to me and our foreheads touched each other. She closed her eyes and melted in a fraction of a moment.

"You know, with this, anyone can provoke you so easily. It's not good for you,"

She took a sensual breath and muttered.

"I will do as you say, everything, but on one condition,"

I smiled as she still hadn't left her fearless attitude.

"Condition?, I don't think we are negotiating,"

She opened her eyes and with the blue deep oceans glared at me.

"Can you let me meet my people on my birthday?"

She asked and I thinned my eyebrows in suspicion.

"Which people?"

I asked slowly.

"The people whom your Butlers enslaved along with me. They are women and I am afraid that they might be suffering. I am concerned,"

She muttered slowly and I could see her eyes getting teary a little.

"I don't understand this, your people killed all our men and enslaved all our women. What kind of hate is this?"

I stayed silent. Honestly, I didn't have any answer because this question had never been asked to me.

"This is life, Cass, someone's victory is someone's loss, someone's royalty is someone's pain,"

I tried to say when her face looked in pain.

She chuckled suddenly.

"And you are God to decide,"

This particular line hit me. I wasn't no god but I did have the responsibility of saving thousands of people from enemies.

"I am no God, tell me what do you want?"

I didn't know and realised that I was melting for her. My decisions turned soft for her.

"I want my people to be respected and I want to know in which condition they are,"

She asked without fear.

I nodded and sucked on my lips a little.

"Only that and no betrayals,"

I asked.

She looked into my eyes and nodded silently.

"An attendee will take you to them, tomorrow, only first and last time,"

I made her clear.

I didn't know but somehow I could smell the betrayal and plan against me.

But, suddenly she leaned into me and snaked her arms around me, hugging me lightly. It was different and awkward for me. As of now, it was a hateful relationship with attraction but all of a sudden hugs felt different.

"Thank you,"

She muttered softly and looked at the clothes.

"You should get ready,"

She stated with a slight smile and I nodded.

I didn't know but there was a sudden mood swing in her behavior.

"You should leave,"

I ordered and she nodded silently.

I sat back on the couch to continue my breakfast as I had a really long day ahead. There was a meeting with all the pack members regarding the upcoming war. Since there was no chance of me getting my powers back but in condition, we were going to accept the defeat.

After breakfast, I got ready in that black attire and asked for everything to collect in the meeting hall.

Our pack was huge, having more than ten thousand werewolves of all levels. It was like our whole small district was staying on this island.

Precisely we were hiding from the other pack members because a cursed Alpha King couldn't protect his title and members.

And it was all because of that one night.

It was the time two decades ago when a deadly battle initiated between the vampires, werewolves, and dead witches' army.

It was the battle to rule over the supernaturals. The battle to declare the primes and superiors. The battle to declare the powerful and strongest creature.

The battle continued for more than forty-three days and we werewolves were so much indulged in it that we forgot that it was a full moon today.

Our pack was more than fifteen hundred years old and best known for following our cultures and rituals. And it was a custom to not shed blood on the full moon day in honor of our moon goddess. Our pack was considered even blessed with the immense love of the goddess.

But, that night we were so involved that we forgot about it. We shed blood, we killed so many, the smell of fresh blood and cries of creatures were so loud that even imagining it now was bringing goosebumps to my body.

It was the biggest mistake of my life. I didn't order my pack to stop. I forgot the custom, I disrespected the moon goddess.

And then suddenly, the environment became so dark as the black clouds covered the whole sky and thunder started. The noise of lightning was so strong in that icy woods.

Everyone could be angry with her. And then suddenly, she appeared. She was the most beautiful goddess I had ever seen. Her hair is silver and long with great volume. Her eyes were golden in color and her skin was pure white without any flaw or mark. She looked so pure, so elegant that I couldn't take my eyes off. She had a kind of aura, so dangerous, authoritative yet sweet. She was dressed in a plain white gown and behind her were the four werewolves of the silver color.

'Ryan Castro,'

She called and I stood frozen.

'Goddess,'

I called sitting on my knees, my eyes continuously denying to lower my gaze from the sparkling beauty.

'Your pack, the Castro pack is the supreme pack and close to the level of the throne. But, this negligent behavior of yours is unforgivable. How dare you to disrespect the sacred rules of the throne wolves,'

My body started shivering as I realized how angry she was at that moment.

'Mercy, my goddess,'

I begged, my lips trembling.

'Mercy?, This is unforgivable, and to teach a lesson for the upcoming generations of the first thrones, I curse you with the loss of your powers,'

Her lips were bleeding with pure anger. A bolt of strong lightning occured right that moment along with the initiation of strong winds.

The tears started collecting in my eyes as I begged.

"Please,"

My body started weakening all of a sudden. All my mind links started breaking and I felt losing all my powers.

"Goddess, please mercy, I didn't do it purposely, please,"

I almost cried as I felt like the most helpless person at that moment. All my pack members needed me the most that time.

'Mercy!'

The whole pack screamed behind me. They all were sitting on their knees, keeping their eyes low on the Queen of the moon.

'Mercy!'

After begging her, finally, she spoke.

'Since I have already cursed you and once cursed cannot be healed. But, looking at the pack members and their respect towards an Alpha King like you, I can limit the time of the curse,'

'please,'

I begged.

'The curse will last long for at least a hundred years and after that, you will gradually get your powers back'

'Goddess, the deadly war is on. Hundred years of incapability can bring deaths of my thousands of people'

I tried to say.

'Then only the Kiss of true love can bring your powers back. But, the wrong kiss will kill your powers for a lifetime'

'bu-'

'And, you are cursed with a mate who would never feel the werewolf spark for you. She will not be a human, werewolf, animal, vampire or dead witch. She can only be a creature whose, you never shed blood of her generation,' she finished and got invisible again.

Even remembering all those things even now, I feel fear and pain.

Since then the Moon Goddess never showed me and I always feel like she is upset with me.