The silence had started to echo along with the soft breaths as all of my senses started to awaken slowly.

Moving my head, I opened my eyes slightly.

The see through silk roof looked pleasing.

The coldness in the room was enough to keep me sleepy, naturally. While the furs were protecting me from excess influence.

But just as I tried to stretch my arms along with legs hard, the reality threw away the mask of fantasy.

The bed was large enough to afford my stretched legs.

But our knees were touching.

While my right hand was still in his.

I gulped slowly as the shivers embraced all of my body.

Because I could feel his gaze on me too.

Slowly turning my head with an erratically beating heart, I caught the amber orbs looking light and twinkling.

The pupils dilated the moments our eyes met.

My lips parted as I saw the lack of freshness on his face. Yet he looked awake, less sleepy from me.

"Good morning," I mumbled, observing his pink lips turning into a small smile. But he controlled it from widening.

He blinked, his other muscular arm laying lazily over the furs while our intertwined hands were under them.

"With that beautiful face, it is good indeed." He said and I sucked in a breath.

That sounded sexy.

Lazy, rough and yet so firm.

The sun had risen, creating faint daylight in the room for me to observe his dark untrimmed beard with faint brownish hues in between just like his hair. His long hair.

"Why do you brothers keep so much beard?" I asked lazily, turning on my side to face him fully.

He rubbed his thumb against my hand, reminding me of the faint experience from the midnight.

I surely had felt the tickles on the same palm again.

He blinked slowly, giving me a delighted look with no smile. He was controlling it.

"We like it. I want to have longer than brother King and Robin," he said as if he was talking about some resolution.

I sighed in helplessness. "But why? It covers half of your face. Doesn't the hair go into your mouth while eating and drinking?"

He chuckled briefly and gave me an amused smile. "A mere hair would disturb a Lycan?"

I twitched my lips with a long sigh. "But still, it's weird to have so much hair. I can't really recognize you from your back if you three brothers walk together."

He scoffed slightly. "Mhmm? I am the tallest. King is shorter by a mere blink. I am the leaner one. Robin's hair have grown white from the roots slightly."

"As if I can see the roots with this height?"

He smirked slightly. "King has grown fat. Robin has no ass. Lysar walks fast."

I hummed. "But still, you can try a new look. Shave off that beard. So, I can see the full face. The features."

"What features you can't see?"

I turned my head to stare at the pillar of the bed wrapped by falling curtains. "Your jawline. Your upper lip."

"Why? You want to kiss?"

It came like a sharp wave of flutter across my heart. I blinked in disbelief.

It was just the lazy environment influencing me. Nothing else.

"You wish," I taunted, while looking back at him. "With those hair around your mouth? Never. One hair gets in the throat and it disturbs for direct two-three days. It's unhygienic too. Gross. I mean, who licks whose hair?" I said scrunching my nose.

He stared at me, squinting his eyes slightly as if he remembered a secret joke. A smug smile curved his lips. "No one."

"Are you going to leave my hand now?" I asked, biting my lip because it was getting awkward. I had told him everything last night. The whole story of my life. I felt like I shouldn't have. What if he might use it against me? He now knew everything about Pete, Gilbert and. . . I sighed in regret. I was doing mistakes in emotions.

"No," he murmured slowly.

"Why?" I asked immediately in desperation. "You said that you would—"

"It's a big day, today." He said, his eyes turning serious when I looked at him. "My elder sister is coming."

I raised my head, slightly. "From where?"

He stayed quiet. "She doesn't like rebels," he said, making me clench my jaws. "Especially when they are females. She can read faces."

I blinked in blankness. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked in the low volume.

He let out a heavy breath. "She is coming to see you solely. She cares about me."

My jaws clenched as I got the idea what he was about to say.

"If she talks about the heir or any other thing, you will agree and nod like you mean it." He told me, making me look away and breathe angrily.

He squeezed my hand. "Her anger is worse than Amelia."

My nostrils flared while my heart started beating faster. "I don't want to meet her," I whispered quietly, sliding my hand out from his hold which he let me do surprisingly. "Why should I meet anyone? Just because a drop of my blood mixed with yours was given to that fire? I am done with this stupidity—"

It happened so fast that I couldn't even realize I had stopped breathing.

Both of my arms were pulled straight above my head, being held by his one big hand. While his big Lycan body was hovering mine with his knees resting on my either side. 

I gasped in shock. In fright.

Those amber eyes were just inches away from mine.

"Ka-Karam. . ." I stuttered while his hot breath fanned my cheek. "What are you doing?" I whispered shakily as the glimpses of last morning came in my mind.

"What do they call the bonding in your world?" He asked while flaring his nostrils and looking at me with angry eyes.

"Karam," I whispered fearfully.

He clenched his jaws and grunted. "Tell me," he said in a dangerously calm tone.

My heart started beating faster at realizing the situation I was in. Never had I ever been so close to a man like this before physically. On the same bed. That even a Lycan.

After what he did yesterday, I needed to control my mouth and not make him angry anymore. But my dumb self was trying to be suicidal these days.

I gulped hard in terror while looking in his eyes. "The Wedding. . . The Marriage," I told him shakily.

He leaned downwards, his face going closer towards my ear. His beard brushed against my cheek while I stared at the ceiling in terror.

He whispered, "We are wedded. We are married. Those were not just blood drops. Those were our fates intertwining, our sorrows hugging, our happinesses kissing each other. Those were our promises to keep our souls at peace by staying together and complete each other. Those were the vows to love each other. Those were the prayers so no power in this universe could rip us apart. Those were the beginning of our eternity together."

The harsh beating calmed down and my heart started drowning in the sudden hidden truth I was listening to in his words. My soul was recognizing those meanings while my mind just wanted to ignore it all.

Chills ran down my spine when he pulled his face back slowly to show me his eyes. The pupils were dilated again.

"We are bonded for forever. Wedded in front of the fire where the Goddess comes to bless us. Married to experience the unforgettable adventure our love is going to be," he whispered in his lazy rough voice, making my senses alert.

My eyes turned glossy in denial of whatever he was saying. He had so much belief in his eyes that I so wanted to vanish by offending him. But I didn't have the courage to do it, in the moment.

"You are my. . . What do they call it in your world?" He asked in the serious tone, making me gulp hard.

"I am not telling you that," I choked out.

He blinked calmly.

"I know it already, thankfully."

My teeth gritted as he whispered, "I am your man and you are my wife. My bride. My mate."

"You are going to make me agree to your words by harassing me every time?" I said, my voice cracking as I tried to move my wrists in his hold.

"I am not harassing you," he said calmly, giving me the dead eye, churning my stomach.

"You are," I said through gritted teeth in the calm angry tone.

His jaws clenched and he freed his one hand. Bringing it down to raise my already raised little top, he started roaming fingers over my bare belly.

I gasped silently, breathing hard in shock. "What the hell, Karam! Stop it!"

He gave me the dead eye. "Why? Am I harassing you now?" He said while moving his palm against my skin, caressing the sides.

I shuddered hard, wild sensations inside my stomach were making me squirm crazy. My cheeks fired up in extreme embarrassment.

"Karam, let me go. I am going to kill you," I squeaked out through gritted teeth while twisting my wrists in his hold. Moving my legs just to fail in making them move under his huge ones, made me infuriated. "This is not romantic by any means!" I shrieked angrily. "Let me go!"

"Wait for this then," he muttered while lowering his face closer to mine, making me gasp loudly in horror.

"Don't you dare," I shrieked while he brought his face up to grab my chin to block me from moving my head.

I was panting hard already in fright. "We have morning breaths! We both are stinking for God's sake! No! I would die rather than kiss you! You are gross!" I screamed while he smiled smugly and kept lowering his face until our nose were touching. "My nose is hurting! You are going to disturb my ring! Karam! I beg you!" I screamed.

His hot breath kept fanning my mouth while tears collected at the corner of my eyes. I tried to control hard and convince him more but the efforts were breaking me.

I closed my eyes and choked out," Karam, please." It came out shaky and through harsh pants. My lips were trembling.

Slowly, I felt the slow peck on my forehead, his facial hair brushing against my skin. He left my chin slowly.

I kept breathing hard, trying to control my lips from curling and let out a shaky sob. But slowly, he pulled his face back, making me open my eyes and meet his.

"Don't dare make it bigger when all I do is try to protect you and make you understand some things," he said, making me sniffle softly.

"Whenever the word 'harass' comes out of your mouth again for me, make sure one of your mounds is in my mouth, my cock between your legs, our sweating skins slapping hard against each other and you letting out screams of my name. Without your consent," he taunted, emphasizing the word while looking in my eyes.

A tear slid down the corner of my eye slowly. My nostrils flared on their own as J felt my heart aching in self-pity.

"Vulgar, perverted morons talk like this to eighteen-year-olds," I whispered through gritted teeth while glaring in his eyes. "Do you talk the same way to your nieces—"

The unexpected loud growl had shaken my whole soul to the core. I couldn't open my eyes and mouth anymore.

"Complain about your age to the Goddess," he whispered in the calm angry tone. "If you can call my patience 'harassment', I can talk dirtier than that."

Indeed.

The anger filled all of my veins, I couldn't stop myself from opening my eyes and glare back at him.

"One day will come, when this strength in you, this power over me, will vanish," I told him, hurtfully. Tears slid down the corner of my eyes as I whispered, "You will beg for my one glance, Karam. I won't look even then and you won't be able to do anything. I am going to kill you the way you need to be. I will break your heart bad."

He chuckled in amusement.

"One day will come, when this hatred in you, this anger for me, will vanish," he said, moving his eyes on my lips. "You will beg for my touch, Misty. I would make you crave it and you won't be able to cage the hidden lover in you anymore. I am going to make you feel alive like you have always wanted to. I will steal your heart soon."

I stared blankly in his eyes, feeling the fury inside me. "I hate you so much."

He blew a kiss in the air while his face still staying inches away. "I love you very much."

He left the wrists.

I moved so fast and angrily, pushing on his chest hard and sliding away from him.

Rolling on the left side of the bed, I sat up and slapped him.

It was a fast, bad and useless slap.

"You want to run fingers through my beard?" He teased, smiling smugly.

I flared my nostrils and grunted angrily. Moving my hand, I slapped him harshly this time. Still it only made him smile while my palm was scratched by the facial hair.

His face didn't even twitch a little.

He shook his head pitifully at me. "Does my mate wants to hit me?"

"In the balls!"

He chuckled while raising himself on the knees. Pulling the lace of his night breeches, he said, "Then do it when they are bare at least!"

I let out a loud scream in embarrassment while getting off the bed and running towards the bathroom hurriedly.

The loud laughter echoed around the room, making me turn around and drop my jaw.

Laying on the bed, punching the matress, he laughed hard while pointing at me.

"Ah! My sweet innocent mate!"

"Fuck you!" I screamed angrily, fisting my hands tight.

Rolling on his back, he laughed free and pure. Bursted out childishly. Like an explosion. A sweet explosion, with overflowing madness and wit in the air.

The skin collected at the corner of his eyes, darkening the lashes. His white teeth showed up along with those sharp canines protruding in further show absentmindedly. His chest rumbled in rhythm.

His hair spread on his face and the bed. The white loose shirt on his taut torso matched the color of silk curtains, celebrating the light in his laughter.

Like a fresh beautiful morning.

The face turned pink while he tried to calm himself down, taking long breaths.

I put hands on my waist, giving him the dead eye. "What's so funny? My life or my face?"

He snickered and controlled it slowly. Shaking his head, he pointed at me. "The proof that you loved being under me."

Ah! God! Kill me!

My hand reached to cover my breasts immediately. "Not even in your wildest dreams," I said through clenched jaws. "It's the fault of you being ancient, uneducated and bloody uncivilized. I don't have my bra and undies anymore!" I said angrily. "Amelia ripped the ones I had worn the night I was thrown her, saying I didn't need them anymore. Guess, the females just want to seduce the males with the show or maybe, it's the males who are allowed to enjoy the show here!"

His face turned blank.

"What are those? The undies?" He asked sincerely, the innocent curiosity glinting in his eyes.

I raised my hands in the air, slamming then against my sides in defeat. I rolled my eyes and started walking inside the bathroom.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind.

I gasped slightly.

"So, your ancient pack doesn't even know about it. It is used to cover the modest parts. Okay?" I said while stepping back and peeking out of the door frame.

He was thinking hard while looking at me.

"My human world invented it. It maintains the dignity. There are a lot of important things human invented for a woman's survival in world full of peeking men. I wonder how I am going to survive without them when all my life I have used them. K am about to have periods any soon. How am I going to survive without the fucking tampons! How do females survive here!" I told him. "But your brother thought that only my brother's jacket was enough dowry!"

His conflicted eyes met my angry ones.

"Do not worry," I said, clenching my jaws. "I am not going to request you to ask my pack for it. Your pack doesn't want to evolve. You don't want to evolve. You want to stuck in this time forever! Guess what! The time moves and wins anyway! You just keep lagging behind from the rest of the world!"

My eyes turned glossy while he didn't even blink.

"I was an achiever, Karam. I really was. I was ahead of my time with everything going well. Then, your Moon Goddess's greedy eyes fell on me. Now I am just going into the Oblivion. No one would remember me in my world. They'd forget me soon. I wanted to study, become something that my Gran would be proud of."

Pointing at myself, I smirked humorlessly.

"But all those dreams are broken even before I could work to make them true. All because of you. Because only your dreams matter here! Only your choice! Only your words! Only your definition of harassment! Only your wishes!"

Sniffling slowly, I gulped hard.

"Well, thank God. I am stuck here," I choked out softly.

He clenched his jaws and observed me blankly.

"Because I don't want her to see me like this. With this nose ring, in these clothes, looking like yours. She would die of the trauma!" I cried shakily.

"All because of you," I whispered while looking away and walking inside the bathroom.

Not even a minute had passed when the main door opened, followed by loud footsteps fading and slammed shut harshly.

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