Chapter 36

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"If you obey all of the rules, you miss all of the fun."

—Katherine Hepburn

AT KONRAD'S WAREHOUSE...

"It's confirmed. Cable is dead" Wesley stated uneasily. Wesley never liked Cable but still the news of his death, startled him.

"She-wolves must be rejoicing" Konrad muttered nonchalantly.

Shocked, Wesley looked at Konrad in disbelief. "You knew this would happen?" Wesley asked in whisper.

"I wanted this to happen" Konrad corrected and with a smirk, turned to face Wesley, who swallowed a bile down his throat.

"W-wanted?" Wesley repeated feeling sick.

"Hmm" Konrad said and nodded to confirm it. "Let Quillon and Darya think it will all be easy peasy" Konrad grinned and Wesley paled. He looked at Sanity, who had her attention on her sketchbook.

"Bu-But Cable is dead" Wesley stuttered and then pulled out a packet of cigarette. He needed to smoke... desperately.

"Like I said... part of my plan" Konrad reminded and then threw his head back to exhale noticeably.

"What part am I playing in this plan?" Wesley questioned after blowing some smoke rings.

"The same old one. Keep informing me about Darya's movements" Konrad commanded and Wesley nodded.

With hands that were trembling, he continued smoking. Cable was dead. It's over... no need to fret over it! Konrad isn't worrying. So it means Konrad has something bigger and better planned.

"What next?"

"Next" Konrad said and then rubbed his hands together. Grinning widely, he rushed towards a dart board that was covered with red sheet. With one tug, Konrad pulled the sheet and then sang,

"Eeny Meeny Mino Mo,

Someone in her big family has to go"

Wesley held the cigarette between his fingers and stepped ahead to see the board. There were photos of those whom Darya considered her family. Wesley frowned when he did not find Quillon Sanders' photo in there.

The real satisfaction he would receive was in Quillon's death. But Konrad wasn't targeting him yet!

"As in death?" Wesley asked staring at the photos and smirked slightly. Killing any one of them would, without doubt, hurt Darya.

"Yes" Konrad said and then picked a knife from a nearby table.

"Sanity" he called and the seventeen year old girl got up from her seat and marched towards her chief. "I want you to throw it blindly to help me in selecting the next target" Konrad said passing the knife to her.

She circled her fingers around the handle and looked at Konrad, waiting for his nod.

Wesley let out a puff of smoke and said, "Target the little boy." Darya was very attached to her brother's son and she would shed a river if that boy dies.

"Not like that" Konrad interrupted and Wesley frowned. "There's a catch" he added. Striding towards the board, he ran his fingers on the edge, which caused the board to rotate. At first, it was slow. But when, Konrad used full force and the board spun in circles like a fan.

"Throw" he commanded to Sanity.

Wesley stiffened because none of the photos were visible. However, he still hoped that the knife would hit Lorcan's photo

Nodding once, Sanity flung the knife in the direction of the board and it hit a photo. The speed of the board, decreased and Wesley compressed his lips when he saw whose photo it was.

"Hmm" Konrad sighed. "It won't hurt Darya as much as I wanted, but she will still lose control" he added and then went and pulled out the Kerambit from the photo.

"Not bad Sanity" he added as an afterthought and the she-wolf smirked.

"When are you going to do it?" Wesley inquired as Konrad pasted the photo to the glass board and crossed it with red pen.

"A day or two later" he replied. "I have to make necessary arrangements first."

"Arrangements?"

"None of your business" he stated flatly. "Now, leave" Konrad commanded and Wesley gritted his teeth. Nodding once, he turned to leave.

Placing the cigarette between his lips, he stepped out of Konrad's warehouse. He did not understand what these werewolves were up to and he did not care. All he wanted was Darya dead and he knew Konrad would do just about to anything to achieve that.

And at the moment, Wesley needed to trust Konrad!

A few minutes after Wesley left, Sanity moved to stand beside Konrad.

"How can I help?" she demanded staring at the board.

"By staying here" Konrad replied seriously and Sanity turned her head, to get a better look at Konrad's face.

"Why?" she couldn't help but ask.

"You might get killed if you come with me" he added and she frowned.

"I can fight them off"

Konrad stepped closer and cupping her cheeks, he forced her to look him in the eye. "I don't want you fighting them. I want you to stay away from them."

"But I can help you" the blonde whispered.

"I don't need your help. I don't want anybody's help. This time, I am going to do it myself" Konrad stated and Sanity's green eyes widened to their fullest extent.

"No" she whispered and shook her head. "You cannot do this. We are stronger than them. We can defeat them. Kill Darya and her mate" Sanity growled.

Smirking, Konrad leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers. "Do you trust me?" he demanded, his mint green eyes locking with her pale green ones.

"Absolutely" the platinum blond haired girl whispered.

"Then trust me when I say I am doing the right thing" he added and then stepped back from her.

"Why are you going to fight her alone?" Sanity demanded. "I can come with you. Ekon is also going to come."

"Ekon has left to live a life with his mate"

At this Sanity scoffed, "That very life of his is a gift from you and he will come back to you" she declared.

Konrad smirked, "Only if I call him."

"Then call him" Sanity almost snapped.

"No" Konrad said calmly and Sanity stared at him in incredulity. "I don't want Ekon, you or anyone helping me this time. This will be just between Darya and me. Either I kill Darya or she kills me"

Sanity's skin lost color and she couldn't form any coherent words for a few minutes.

"Is this about the soothsayer?" she asked doubtfully and Konrad shot her a speculative look.

"What, about the soothsayer?"

"It is her. Kasey Grier. We can send wolves to kill her"

"No. She is well protected and after Cable's death, her security might have increased tenfold" Konrad said humorously. "You will not attack that girl."

Sanity bridled but gave a grudging nod.

A few minutes of silence passed and Sanity huffed, "Cable was dumb enough to fall for that she-wolf's trap but I can kill them for you" Sanity tried once more to change his mind.

"You will if I succeed. You will get to kill anyone you wish if I succeed" Konrad stated looking at her anxious face.

"Why do you think you won't?" Sanity had to know the answer.

A minute passed, and another but still Konrad did not reply. Sighing, Sanity looked away. "If I fail..." Konrad began and Sanity stood as straight as a steel girder, "I want your word that you will not leave this place and go somewhere else."

Sanity shook her head in disbelief.

"Give me your word" Konrad demanded, his mint green eyes turning darker.

Pursing her lips to form a thin line, Sanity nodded, "I give you my word."

One side of Konrad's mouth tilted up, for he was satisfied by her reply. "I have to leave now" he said and then went to his room in the warehouse.

"You are going to Emperor?" Sanity demanded leaning against the door.

"That's where my target is" Konrad replied flatly, putting on his dark jacket.

He then picked up the sword from his wardrobe, put it inside his sheath and placed it on his back.

"This is it then?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"This is it" he confirmed and Sanity watched until Konrad vanished from her line of sight.

Something has changed.

Konrad was not himself. He was behaving oddly. As if... As if he lost all hopes.

This was not the Konrad she knew, Sanity mused with a frown. This was not the Konrad who had killed twenty guards to bring her out of the prison. This was not the Konrad who had sworn to avenge his father. This was not the Konrad who wanted to rule!

Something went wrong somewhere and neither of them realized it.

Clenching her fists, Sanity stared at Darya's photo and growled murderously. That bitch was the cause of everything. As long as she lives Konrad will be forced to stay underground.

Her eyes then flickered to Kasey Grier's photo. That girl is the soothsayer, Sanity was sure of it. However, she did not understand why Konrad— who a few days ago had sworn to eat the soothsayer's heart— was now letting her go.

To ease her mind, she went and picked up her sketchbook.

Drawing pictures of her father, her hateful step-mother and her noisy half-brother would always make her wolf happy. It reminds her how powerful she is and how easily she got rid of them!

As she turned the page of her book, she was surprised to see the page covered in red. The color of blood!

She had not drawn it because the only color she uses was black. And the next person she could think of doing this was Konrad.

Her eyes widened in horror as she realized what it meant.

Konrad is going to die. He knew it and that is why he did not want her to come and help him.

Sanity leaned back in her seat and grinded her teeth against each other. She won't run away like she promised to Konrad.

If Darya does anything to Konrad then she'll suffer badly. Sanity swore her revenge right at that moment.

Growling in rage, Sanity picked up a Kerambit and threw it at Darya's photo.

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DARYA'S P.O.V

With the sleeves of my shirt, I wiped the sweat coating on the corner of my forehead and continued with my work of removing dead leaves from the flower pants. It was almost an hour later, when I finally finished the two rows that I assigned myself to.

My coworkers were continuing with their job, while I entered the warehouse where Wesley was passing flowers to Nancy to make the bouquets.

"This is beautiful Wesley" I told him when I saw him arranging the flowers. "How many more are required?" I asked Nancy.

"Twelve more to go" she said and I closed my eyes in relief. There had been an order requesting hundred bouquets for some Mayor's daughter's wedding. I had received the order while we were returning home from Regal, which was two days ago.

"Don't worry; it will be ready by evening" she said and I shot her a relieved smile.

"Take a break if you want" I told Nancy because she had been working at it since early morning.

While I was drinking water from my bottle, Nancy came and stood beside me. She looked anxious about something and I shot her a questioning look.

"I need to tell you something" she began in a whisper, her eyes constantly drifting to Wesley, who had his back to us.

"Go on" I urged.

"Do you remember me telling you that most of my boyfriends best buddies stay overseas?" she asked.

"Vaguely" I said honestly because I had not been paying much attention to that conversation.

"Yes, well... they usually meet up when they are all home and last night was one such occasion. Drake was showing me their photos when I spotted something" she said pulling out her phone from her jeans pocket.

A few seconds later she passed me her phone and I furrowed my brows when I saw the photos of around five guys, whom I couldn't recognize. I am pretty sure I never met them.

"Okay, but why are you showing me this?" I was profoundly confused.

"Look" she said zooming the left side of the picture where there was a man and a woman. At first I couldn't recognize the man sitting in the nearby table— who accidently appeared in the photo— but after closer look, I did and my eyes opened to its fullest extent at the realization.

"I had the same expression" Nancy said as I blinked and looked again. Without doubt, it was Mr. Adams, Wesley's dad, in the photo. "He is in other pictures too" she added and then showed me other pictures where he was present with a woman, who was not only dressed like a hooker, but she also seemed to be his daughter's age.

Sure, it might be innocent if it weren't for the fact that the other pictures showed him kissing the woman who was seated on his lap and him touching her inappropriately, though she did not seem to think that way.

It was him. Mr. Adams. His face was clearly visible in two of the eight pictures.

Frowning, I looked at Nancy, "It's him, isn't it? Wesley's dad" she asked for confirmation and I replied with a yes. "I asked Drake about them and he told me the bar owner had chucked them out when they almost began to have sex in public" she said in disgust and I shuddered. "Oh! And that girl is a hooker" Nancy pointed out what I already guessed.

"The question is, what is Mr. Adams, a family man, doing in a bar with a hooker, who is half his age?" Nancy quizzed and I had no answer to give.

"I intend to find out" I told her and asked her to send me those photos as well as the address of the bar.

I always had a good impression of Mr. Adams because he took really good care of Wesley. He was always in time to drop and pick up his son. When he and Mrs. Adams had come to the farm for the first time, they seemed like a happy couple. Then, why the hell is he having sex with a hooker in the bar?

I felt really bad for Wesley. Is something bad going on in his family? He won't even realize it but he will suffer because of it.

I plan to find out more and confront Mr. Adams. His actions are simply unacceptable!

When I looked at Wesley, I felt a wave of compassion surging through my heart for him. Sighing, I went and sat next to him.

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By one in the afternoon, the bouquets were done and loaded inside the van, which would deliver them to the venue. When Mr. Adams came that afternoon to take Wesley home, he seemed his usual pleasant self and I frowned wondering if he had a twin brother or something similar!

After Wesley and his dad left, I went to the graphic designs shop where all my guards worked. I informed them everything that Nancy told me. She had no reason to lie. Hence the photos, without doubt, were real. But I still couldn't believe Mr. Adams would do something like this.

"The bar is in the outskirts... close to Grier" Nick told me.

"Can you find me something about him from the bar owner or anyone else there?" I requested looking at Nick.

"Of course" he replied without hesitation and I beamed at him.

"Thank-you" I said and then hugged him.

"I will call you tomorrow" Nick told me while we were walking towards my car.

"You are busy today?"

"Yes. Got some work here. But it is the first thing I will do tomorrow" he promised and I nodded.

Waving him goodbye, I climbed inside one of Quillon's car and drove all the way to Serene. Quillon had been busy in the morning about some sport event and hence, couldn't drop me.

I reached Serene around two-thirty in the afternoon and there was no one at home. I called Quillon and he told me that he was in the field.

It was hot, plus I was tired and very hungry. Hence, I did not join him in the field. After lunch, I immediately jumped into my bed.

While I woke up, Bee was staring at me with a sheepish look on her face.

"Sorry" Bee said when I growled at her sleepily. She had almost pushed me off the bed while waking me up.

"What time is it?" I asked running a hand through my hair.

"Quarter past four. Are you ill?" she queried and I replied with a negative. "Then, why are you still here? Do you not want to watch the game?"

"What game?"

"Rugby" Oh! I dimly remember Quillon telling something about it.

"It's today?" I asked interestedly.

"Yes. Quillon's grandpa loved that sport and a match is held, twice a year" Bee shrugged and I nodded, while getting off the bed. "One in May and one in November"

"Girls v/s boys?" I asked after washing my face.

"Uh... you do remember how Serene Packs she-wolves are, don't you?" she asked and pursing my lips, I nodded. "So, it's boys only" she drawled.

"Then, why should I attend?"

"We have to cheer for our mates" she said and to prove her point, she turned and I let out a chuckle when I saw that the back of her maroon shirt had I LOVE NEVIN written. "Put something either in maroon or white."

"Why?"

"That's our team color."

Sighing, I nodded.

"It's good if you have it in plain" she said as I entered the closet.

"Why?"

"We can write 'I love Quillon' in it" she answered and I scowled at her. God! No. I maybe in love with Quillon but I am not going to do something stupid like this. One stupid experience was more than enough!

"You should write it because Leah also has it written in her shirt" she remarked and I couldn't stop the growl that emanated from my throat.

Gritting my teeth, I began searching for a shirt.

Turns out, Quillon had one of his maroon and white striped rugby jerseys in the closet and Bee squealed when she saw it. Ten minutes later, I was walking towards the field wearing it. The shirt was too big... it completely managed to conceal my shorts. The only reason I agreed to wear it was because it just had his last name in it.

The match was taking place in a vacant field and bleachers were kept on either side for audience. The match seemed to be a big event in Serene because it was fairly crowded. Some people were standing while others were sitting on the ground.

My eyes automatically began searching for Quillon, the moment I caught his scent. When I looked, I found him standing beside his friends, watching me.

As Quillon's intense gaze travelled over my body, my breath hitched in my already dry throat. My wolf purred inside me as I felt heat flooding all over my face. He was wearing the same Rugby jersey as me along with white shorts and he looked bloody spectacular! His jersey was an ill-fit for me, but, for him, it simply enhanced his muscles.

When my eyes met his for the second time, I noticed that his had turned dark and my lips parted on their own accord as I felt heat rushing in my pelvis. My wolf purred mischievously as I remembered the events of last night.

Last night... while he drove me furiously wild in passion, with his mouth! We were, I think, taking one step at a time because we just got past second base. Suddenly, I felt too hot in my own skin and frenzied at the thought of Quillon sensing my uninhibited lust for him, I clenched my fists and turned rigid all over.

I flashed a forced smiled at him and he nodded, without taking his eyes off me.

If Bee hadn't held my arm and dragged me towards the bleachers, I would have stood there and kept drooling at Quillon.

"I asked Nevin's mum to reserve seats for us" she said while we climbed the stands.

Grace was sitting beside Nevin's mum and they had kept two seats for us. Smiling, I went and sat beside Grace.

"I am so glad you are here to support Q" she told me with a sincere smile.

"Whom are you supporting?" I asked confused.

"Quinn" she replied and I raised my eyebrows in surprise.

"Which are the two teams?" I asked Bee.

"Vicenarians and teenagers"

I frowned, "Isn't that unfair?" Bee just shrugged as a reply.

"What's the color of teenagers?"

"Yellow and Black"

"Cool" I said and then unwarily, my eyes drifted around the ground and I tensed when I saw Leah and her little group. They were all wearing the same colors Rugby shirt as I with matching miniskirts. To complete their cheerleader look, they were even holding matching pom-poms.

What set my teeth on edge was the big heart on the back of Leah's shirt in which I LOVE Q was written.

"I never liked cheerleaders either" Grace muttered from beside me and I looked at her startled, before letting out a chuckle.

My eyes flickered to Quillon's and this time I found him talking with Clay. I am pretty sure he is going to win this match.

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Ten minutes later, the players entered the field and everyone cheered the moment Quillon stepped into the field. He is a beloved Alpha, my wolf thought proudly.

I felt a pang of sympathy when I watched Quinn's team. They were young and not so experienced as Quillon or his friends. Still, I would cheer for my mate's team.

The game began with a kickoff by Quillon. I grinned excitedly as his teammates ran towards the opposition's goal line passing the ball from one player to another. And at the second minute of the game, Ram passed the ball to Quillon who carried it with both hands and running with incredible speed, he grounded it at the opposition's in-goal area.

Screaming, I stood up and clapped loudly. The crowd cheered very loudly as the vicenarians scored the first goal of the match.

Quillon turned his head to look at me and I beamed at him, while my heart beat very fast in my chest. He grinned and I resisted the urge to air kiss.

He is so going to win this.

The second and third tries was scored by Nevin. After twenty minutes of the game, Quinn achieved the first try for his team. By then, the score was 7 to 21.

Quillon's team was exceptionally good because of him. He moved so swiftly around the field that none of those pups were able to tackle him. If they did give all their attention to him, then Quillon's friends would play and score a try.

I clapped again as Quillon scored one more goal for his team. It was his third one. However, this time I wasn't cheering like earlier but when Quillon looked, I smiled, happy for him. He returned the smile, but he did not seem happy even though he scored the goal.

Leah and her group continued hooting and I shot them an irritated look. My eyes flickered to Grace, who was sitting beside me and clapping silently. She seemed sad!

"I am good" she replied when I asked her if she was okay. I looked at Quinn and his team and the poor kids looked exhausted. And as my eyes roamed around the field, I noticed that not many people were cheering for their team. Grace was, but Scott was busy guiding Quillon, who was already perfect, on how to score more.

Quillon seemed to ignore it, but Scott was still shouting at him and his team.

After a scrum, which was fun to watch Quinn got the ball and continued running towards the oppositions goal line. However, he was mauled before that and once again the ball went to Quillon's team and they scored.

Quinn's friends tried their best to prevent but none could match Quillon's speed.

"This is exploitation of the poor" I huffed unimpressed by the way Quillon's team was scoring. Quillon was too fast for other wolves. I looked at Quillon, who was walking quietly even after he scored a goal. Scott patted his back, but I doubt Quillon even sensed it.

He seemed bored. He seemed like he was playing just for the sake of it. He was winning easily... without much fight. What he needed was an equal opposition.

"Nobody is poor here, Darya" Bee replied quietly. She too wasn't cheering anymore.

"I meant exploitation of the weak" I corrected watching Quinn who was panting along with his team members.

"Quinn is not a match for Quillon's strength. Everyone knows it but still Scott wanted him to play. He wants Quinn to be like Quillon even when he knows it's not at all possible" Grace sighed beside me and I compressed my lips.

She must have always compromised and adjusted a lot to live with a mate like Scott. If Quillon was anything like Scott— which thankfully he isn't— I would have strangled him.

After another scrum, Quinn got the ball but before he could reach the goal line, the referee whistled signaling half-time and I threw my hands up in irritation.

"This is an unfair match" I grumbled, resting my elbows on my lap.

"I know, but what can we do other than cheering our mates?" Bee sighed.

"I don't know about you... but I can definitely do something" I said and sat straight. "The color of Quinn's team is black right?" I asked and Bee nodded unsurely. "Well, it's a good thing, I am wearing a black top underneath" I continued and then holding the hem of Quillon's jersey, I rolled it upwards and raising my hands, I took it off to reveal my black tank top.

"Darya" Grace called in surprise as I stood up. Apparently, my action had attracted attention because others were curiously watching me.

"I think you should start cheering for Quillon now" I told her with a wink. Grace smiled first and then chuckled gleefully.

"Oh Yes! I am cheering for you" Bee squealed excitedly.

I stepped down the stands and walked towards Quinton. "What are you doing here?" Quinn asked with a frown.

"Take me into your team" I stated and he stared at me.

"Yeah... NO!" He retorted flatly and then turned.

Holding the collar of his shirt, I pulled him back and hissed near his ear, "Take me into your team right now, or I will tell Quillon exactly what you were studying in biology."

Quinn paled and then stood straight. "Team" he called out loud and all his team members huddled closer. "Please welcome your co-captain" he gestured towards me and I grinned proudly as the team shot me with a baffled look, which I decided to ignore.

"Got a new member to your team?" Quillon's familiar drawl made me stiffen. He was standing opposite me and smirking slightly.

Now, he looks interested in the game.

"Hey, girls are not—" Harvey stopped talking the moment Quillon shot him a warning look.

"That's right. Girls are not allowed" Scott said and my wolf stood up in a defensive mode. "It's the rule" he added looking at me. Although, I must agree, there wasn't the usual spite in his eyes. Maybe he has come to accept me...?

"I'm the Alpha of this pack now and I have just changed the rules" Quillon declared and Scott sighed.

"Even then she cannot join their team" I closed my eyes and prayed for patience the moment I heard Leah's familiar voice. When I opened them, I found her and her groupie, facing Quillon.

"Why not?" I almost snapped, which caused the harpy to smirk.

"You are not a teenager"

"Actually—" it was Quillon who spoke before I could, "—She is. Her twentieth birthday is two weeks away."

Leah turned rigid and I smirked.

"That's right. She is not as old as you" Quinn added and I breathed in deeply. Okay, that was a bit mean but right now, I wasn't feeling any sympathy for Leah.

Even though it was Quinn who said that, Leah shot me a nasty look as if blaming me for everything that just happened. Growling, she strutted back to the bleachers with her pompoms.

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"Just to hold the ball and run right?" I asked Quinn while tying my hair in a ponytail.

"Yes. You can cheat if you want to" he said.

"What? No way! I only play fair" I said haughtily and Quinn lifted and dropped his shoulders.

The referee whistled, signaling the beginning of the second-half of the game. I was the right wing of the team and my primary job was to score tries.

Quinn got the ball at first and I watched in excitement as he ran and passed it to the other team members. When David got the ball, he rushed towards me but before he could pass it to me, he got tackled by Harvey.

I ran to his help and when he let go of the ball, I picked it up and sprinted towards the in-goal area, happy that there was no one there to block me from scoring. I could already feel my blood pumping in my veins.

However, to my bad luck, Quillon appeared out of nowhere to block me. I almost skidded when I slowed down my speed. Quillon smirked playfully and his eyes darkened which caused my wolf to arch her back and purr mischievously.

"I won't go easy on you, doll-face" he warned huskily, moving closer and I felt my cheeks reddening as I in-took as much oxygen as possible.

"Did I ask you to?" I retorted cheekily and his eyes sparkled in excitement, which caused the hair at the back of my neck to stand up straight, while my own heart beat was pounding in my ears.

Oh! I am going to hell!

His eyes flickered to my lips and I swallowed audibly. I nervously licked my lower lip and he traced that movement. When he raised his lashes to look at me again, his eyes dealt a longing look. I felt breathless at that moment and as Quillon leaned forward all I wanted was for him to kiss me.

My eyelids were half closed and my lips parted in anticipation for the kiss.... But it never happened. Instead, Quillon bent down and picked the ball which I had dropped down in my nonsensicality. He smirked cockily and ran past me while I just stared ahead with my mouth dropped open.

Suddenly, I could hear the crowd cheering, which made me aware of my surroundings. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, "What the hell did you do?" Quinn blasted and I totally deserved it!

I turned my head and realized that Quillon's team got another five points only because of my stupidity. When my eyes met Quillon's he dealt an unholy grin in my direction.

He did it on purpose!

Asshole!

Gritting my teeth, I shot him an accusing look which made him laugh out loud.

"Screw this shit" I breathed out crossly and Quinn cocked an eyebrow. "I am going to cheat" I declared fiercely.

"Thought you only played fair" he mocked.

"Not anymore" I growled stomping back to my position.

And that's how; our team started scoring points. I used my gifts on Quillon's team members. When Harvey was running with the ball, he 'accidently' slipped and fell. It was because I manipulated the short grasses on the ground.

I ran, picked the ball, ran again and scored my first try for the team. I had extended my hand on my sides and ran in circles while Grace had screamed and jumped in joy like a six year old, startling everyone present in the field.

Quillon had shaken his head with amusement when I stuck my tongue out at him.

After that, Ian, from our team had got the ball and when he ran with his normal speed towards the in-goal, dust flew into the opposite team's eyes.

So sad... For them. We were having fun!

When Quillon kicked the ball for Nevin to catch, the ball changed direction because of the wind and David from out team got it. Another try for us!

My second try was after Clay fell on the ground stumbling over a fist sized rock. I wonder how that rock came there.

Then Quinn scored a try, after Ram's foot got burrowed in wet mud. Any idea how the mud got wet in the first place?

Quinn smirked and gave me a low five while walking past me. He knew what I had been doing from the past thirty minutes.

Now, the score was 33 to 36 with Vicenarians still leading. At least now, the gap seemed fine... for me!

Only ten more minutes left before the end of the second half. If we score a try, we win and if we are unable to score a try or if they score a try, they will win.

I wanted to score this last one try without cheating. It's absurd of me to say it after cheating so many times... but I still wanted to do it once, with honesty. I only want to see if my team can do it.

Besides, I am positive Quillon knows what I have been doing from the start. I also think he is letting our team score.

My eyes flickered to him and widened when I noticed that he was already looking at me. I shot him a sheepish smile and the corner of his mouth curved upwards as he looked away.

The referee whistled and Nevin kicked the ball. Ian caught it after Quinn and David carried him up, and then he passed it to another team member who began running towards their goal area.

However, he was tackled before he could run further. Harvey got the ball and he passed it to Isaac.

"Tackle, Tackle" Quinn screamed and Toby from our team tackled Isaac which forced him to let go of the ball. One of our team members picked the ball and continued running with it, however he was once again tackled by Ram.

I was jumping in frustration from where I was.

Harvey once again picked and passed the ball to Nevin and he threw it for Quillon to catch.

Once Quillon started running towards the in-goal area, I knew there was no stopping him. I checked the time and winced when I noticed that we had only two minutes left before the game comes to an end.

Everyone from my team were chasing him and everyone from his team where trying to stop my team. However, no one was very close to me. Throughout the game, his team members were too scared to come close to me, fearing Quillon's wrath if they accidentally touch me.

Without wasting another second, I sprinted towards Quillon. I was fast. Faster than any other wolf out there because of my ability to control the element air. I had tried my ability in speed long back with five Alphas' and I had emerged victorious.

So, it's obvious I am stronger and faster than Quillon.

As I ran with inhumane speed, I was pretty sure I was a blur to others. Even though, so many wolves were running after him, I was the first one who reached him and encircling an arm around his torso, I used my full force and brought him down.

We both dropped on the ground beside each other and Quillon snapped his head towards me and growled. I am sure he did not expect me to match his speed or even better beat him in it.

It was Nevin who had picked the ball and was darting ahead. Cursing, I stood up and continued running.

"Take him down Quinn" I screamed and Quinn lunged himself at Nevin. Before he could hit the ground, Nevin had passed the ball towards Clay.

However, I moved faster than expected and grabbed that ball mid-air. Holding it close to my chest with both hands, I ran towards their goal post.

Quillon's team members tried to tackle me, but I ducked, side-stepped and scurried past all of them.

As I was running towards their goal-area, I could hear Quillon's footsteps and I felt he was right behind me. I could hear my team members urging me to run faster. I could also hear Grace and Bee cheering for me in the crowd.

When I felt Quillon's fingers on my back, trying to get hold of me, I tightened my hold on the ball like it was my lifeline.

Before he could wrap his hands around me, I crossed the line and stumbling; I slammed the ball and fell face-first on the green pastures.

The crowd cheered boisterously as I groaned in pain.

We won!

Quillon, who was closest to me, held my arms and helped me stand up. "Well done" he said and panting, I grinned at him even though my body was hurting from that fall.

I whirled to face my team and raising both my hands, I screamed in jubilation. However, my eyes widened when I saw them rushing towards me with full speed.

Before I could say anything Quinn lunged at me and once again, I hit the ground on my back. Someone else dropped themselves over Quinn and soon others followed. My team members fell one upon another in a massive heap without even realizing I was at the bottom, not capable to bear so much weight.

They team members continued screaming and cheering, while I was groaning in pain, unable to even see the sky.

There was a loud, ferocious growl from Quillon, followed by, "GET THE HELL OFF HER!"

I felt the weight above me reducing as Quillon picked them one by one and threw them away. In the end, Quillon held his brother's collar and forced him to stand up.

"Mine" he hissed, glaring at Quinn who was also complaining about the weight. I sat up straight and winced as I ached everywhere. I am surprised there isn't a Darya shaped hole on the ground.

"I cannot feel my breasts" I moaned cupping them and only when I opened my eyes, I noticed that everyone was watching me with a peculiar look.

Color swept over my cheeks as I realized what I just said. Closing my mouth, I lowered my head and settled my hands on my lap.

The next moment, I was raised from the ground by Quillon, who carried me in his arms completely taking me by surprise. I gasped and stared at him as he kept walking with an annoyed expression.

People scattered to make way for him... for us!

As I wrapped my arms around his neck, I sensed the tingles spreading around my body. My wolf was pushing inappropriate thoughts in my mind, making me forget all the aches in my body.

I stared at Quillon's sharp, noticeable fallen angel features which make every woman stare at him. As he was gritting his teeth, his jaw was clenched and my mouth ran dry when I saw that. His thick, curly hair and exotic coffee brown eyes just enhanced his looks.

Add to this, his shapely mouth that seldom smiled and on the few occasions they did, it would make any woman fall flat on the ground.

My wolf laid on the ground, regally, and without thinking further, I leaned forward and pressed my mouth against that aggressive jawline in a loud kiss.

Startled, Quillon blinked and directed those intense eyes at me which made me sigh in appreciation.

He raised a questioning brow and smiling shyly I rested my head on his shoulder.

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There is still more to with this chapter... however I had to cut it as it was already so long. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter.

Next update on September 10th. So late because I will be out of town for a few days. If and only if the chapter is ready, I will post it sooner.

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