Raider.
Lilith’s POV
It’s been three months since we came back from Raider’s coronation at Green Forest Pack.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Three months since I saw Cassandra and Rax kissing in the shadows of the Mansion, three months since I overheard Adams and Ronan speak about Raider’s father, Alpha Rivers.
That day, I entered the bathroom with the intention of changing my clothes when I heard them whispering about Rivers.
I had purposely remained silent about it, and not asked Adams anything ever since then.
One might wonder, after seeing Cassandra and Rex, what I did. I moved away quietly, on the tips of my toes, careful not to make a sound till I was far away from them.
I wanted to tell Adams but decided against it. He could have taken matters to an extreme length, which could have caused issues for me, since I didn’t have proof.
Going back to the room, I walked through the dark hall, surrounded by disturbing thoughts which lived rent-free in my head.
Just before I got to the room where I and Adams were lodged, a strong hand gripped me around my waist while the other covered my mouth, dragging me into an empty room some distance away.
The room was brightly lit as a brilliant fire burned in the fireplace. It smelled ancient, like it had never been used, as dust, a dry, earthy scent hung around the air, making it feel thick and heavy.
The dust soon rushed into my nose and I sneezed, releasing mucus from my nostrils onto the hands of my captor.
“Shet Lilith! Did you have to do that? A tiny male voice said.
I immediately recognized who it was and turned back as his grip on me loosened. “Raider!”
“It has been a while, Lilith, and from the looks of it…” He looked at me from my head to my toes. “… You look well.”
“What do you expect? I should look haggard? Not everyone treats people as awful as you do,” I retorted firmly.
He chuckled and scoffed as his face formed into a smirk. He started to pace around, his hands in his trouser pockets.
When I last saw him during the ceremony, I was just noticing him at a closer range.
He wore baggy pants and a free white shirt which was unbuttoned at the top, exposing his chest. His hair was wet like he had just had his bath and the water trickled down his face. It felt so nice my senses became disorganized.
He looked like he had stepped out of a romantic novel where the male lead was a demigod who descended from the sky.
If it was in the past, I would have thought it was cute but then, I saw him like a dangerous bug which needs to be squashed.
“You can get angry all you want, Lilith. It doesn’t change the fact that you still have feelings for me, either with your alpha or not.” he said.
I scuffed, irritated by his attitude. “Feelings? You sure dream a lot, Raider.”
“Cut the crap Lilith, you are simply jealous of Cassandra and I.” He moved closer, with a step in between us. “I know you miss me and want me.” He closed the gap and brought his lips closer to mine.
Various thoughts clouded my mind, making me nervous, but I managed to keep still.
When I was sure he was close enough, I moved my knees swiftly, backed up by so much speed and strength and felt them strike his flesh.
His eyes widened as he released a frustrated groan. “Shet!” He went down gently till he was lying on the floor, enveloped by pain.
I stood over him, biting my lips, staring at him with disgust. He deserved whatever pain he was feeling, he earned it.
“Never try to come close to me again!” I yelled.
I moved towards the door and would have left, but I felt his hands grab me by the heel. “Let me go, you bastard!” I yelled, struggling to set myself free. “If Adams finds out about this, you will be in trouble.”
“And who will tell him? I wouldn’t, would you?” He asked.
He released his grip on my heel and stood up, shooting daggers at me with his eyes. “We both have secrets, you know, dirty secrets, Lilith.”
My body trembled at his words, my lips quivered. The air became tense, and a piercing silence moved about us, fumbling with my sanity.
“I…I don’t know what you are talking about.” I stammered.
“Oh, don’t you?” He started to work in circles, with me in the middle.
“Let me go, I am warning you.”
“The door is unlocked, Lilith, you are free to go. I doubt Adams knows about your past and the crazy, nasty things we did.”
His eyes turned golden, and his canines extended dangerously into his mouth. Saliva dropped from it as dark fur shut out the holes in his skin.
“What are you trying to do, Raider?” I asked with a trembling voice.
“What does it look like I am trying to do?” he replied.
I ran towards the door, but he got there before me. “Get out of my way, or I will scream,” I threatened, shaking my fist towards him.
His wolf was almost completely out, putting me at a disadvantage the more. “Go ahead Lilith, scream,” he replied in a thick voice which made my heart skip multiple beats.
I looked around for a place to hide when he finally went wild, but there was nowhere as the room didn’t even have any furniture.
“Please Raider, this is not the way, let me go.” I fell on my knees and pleaded as that was the only sane thing I could do.
Even if I screamed, he could snap my head off my neck with his claws before Adams got to where we were.
Adams would make sure to punish him for my death, but what was the essence of losing one’s life when there was an alternative?
He smiled weirdly at me, and began to walk towards me. I tried to move, but my back was already on the door, just after the door, trapping me.
There was only one last thing to do; scream. Things could get worse, but I didn’t mind for as long as I got justice, and he was dealt with.
I closed my eyes, covered my ears and opened my mouth to scream out loud when a heavy bang brought the door down.
“Ah!” I heard Raider yell and opened my eyes to see Ronan, standing at the entrance.
I heaved a sigh of relief as he took my hands and led me out of the room. “Go to sleep, we’ll talk about this in the morning.”
I worked priestly back to the room but stopped and turned back. “Ronan, don’t tell Adams about this, please.”
He had a frown on his face, obviously displeased by my decision, but nodded after what seemed like a minute.
“Thank you,” I whispered, walking into the room.
Whatever happened between him and Ronan, I didn’t know. However, he had a huge bruise on his cheek, and covered his face with a shawl to hide it and a black eye.
Adams had asked him what was wrong, but he waved the question off and bid us goodbye in a hurry.
I looked at Ronan, and he looked at me with a straight face void of emotion.
“Thank you,” I mouthed, and he nodded his head, closing the matter.
Since we got back home, there had been different training sessions with Dale. She was an excellent fighter, which helped me to quickly make up for the time I had lost.
After our training session, I walked back into the mansion, to my room. The door was unlocked, which was strange. I never left my room without properly locking my door.
I walked in and scanned my surroundings but found nothing.
Suddenly, Adams’ thick voice boomed from behind me, startling me.
“Don’t train again!”
“Adams… why would you scare me like that and say I shouldn’t train when we both know we are in danger?” I demanded.
“Well, I’m not saying you shouldn’t train, just don’t… train with that man any longer.”
“Man?” I was surprised. “It’s just Dale and…” I paused. Dale was a woman, but I was the only one that knew it, since she covered her identity up.
“And what Lilith?” He asked curiously.
” Nevermind.”
I walked to the bed and sat on it, exhausted. He had probably taken my silence as me being annoyed and came to sit beside me.
“Lilith, it’s not like I don’t want you to train and be a better fighter, but not with him. Don’t you see the way he touches you and fools around when he’s with you? Okay, here’s how we’ll do it. I’ll train you from now on.”
“Don’t be ridiculous Adams, don’t you have things to worry about? What if you are not available?”
“Then Ronan will do it.”
“And if Ronan isn’t available? What’s your issue with Dale anyway? Or… Are you jealous?”
He became silent and stared at me deeply like he was trying to read me.
“Oh!” I exclaimed, bursting into laughter. “You are jealous.”