Darcy’s POV
Anthony shook at how I’d suddenly gripped him he was taken aback, and his body showed it. I looked up at him, my eyes begging him to do something, but he was only surprised I could touch him.
I’ve heard a lot about him being unapproachable because of his Lycan’s aura, but I wasn’t affected by it, and if anything, I felt like no harm could come to me if I were holding him.

Holding him as tightly as I could, I wasn’t ready to let go of him, not when wolves were still trying to get me. I was going to stay with him as long as I could.
I moved my head to examine what was happening and saw the pure terror on Michael’s face, alongside everyone else’s. They couldn’t believe that I was going to be able to touch him like that without being affected.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” Michael yelled as he approached me. He was pulling me away from Alpha Anthony when an unseen force pushed him back.
I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me it was the strong Lycan Aura that Alpha Anthony emitted. I could feel it, too, but I have no idea why I haven’t been pushed away or fallen to my knees because of that.
‘Help me. Please help me. Help me.’ I repeated multiple times without actually making a sound as I held him. My body was relaxed, but I felt like it wouldn’t last long.
What was he going to do? Will he push me away and ignore me like my father did? If he wanted to do that, he would’ve done it by now.

Questions ran through my mind as I prayed to the moon goddess silently that none of what I had just thought about would happen. I know he has a track record of being ruthless, but I didn’t sense any danger from him.
Maybe I’m oblivious or stupid, or maybe Alpha Anthony is not as harmful as they make him out to be.
“Leave her alone.” He said. His chest vibrated, and they sent cold chills down my spine as I swallowed. I felt him try to pull away, but I only tightened my grip around him.
From what had just happened, I could tell that Anthony was more of an action man than a talking man. He didn’t say anything when he noticed that my grip only tightened.

He pulled me away from him and lifted my face so that I’d be staring into his eyes, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration if I said that I got lost in his eyes.
They looked like the safest place in the world. The ocean eyes were cold, but still, I couldn’t look away. It was as though his entire being was calling out for me.
The heat I felt had subsided, and I wanted nothing more than for this moment to last. I have never felt like this before, never felt like I didn’t want to let go of any man but Anthony.
He had an aura that put me under a spell he looked as though he could harm me at any time, but at the same time, he looked like he would never let anyone hurt me.
His lips were luscious, and they called out to me, and for the first time in my existence, I wanted to kiss someone, a man I was holding.
What is this feeling? Why can’t I control it?
My body vibrated with an excitement I had never felt before as Alpha Anthony examined me. It was as though the whole world had frozen over, but I could hear the murmurs of other werewolves.
“What do you think you’re doing?” The voice sounded like a bell ringing, “Stop holding him.” Another voice came, but that was the last thing I wanted to do.
Letting him go was the last thing I wanted to do.
It was as though his presence made the other werewolves suppress their feelings for me. None of their eyes were red anymore as they stared at us in surprise.
I looked around, and relief washed through me at how calm the situation was, “You stupid curse! Stop holding the Alpha.” Another voice came, and it wasn’t until then that I realized that I’d already let go of him.
I wasn’t holding him, and he was the one having me. His eye fixed on mine, and his expression rigid and unreadable.
I listened as they told him that I was a mute, a curse, and how it was my mother who had placed that curse on me.
“No one even knows the type of wolf she is!” Another said, and tears trickled down my cheeks as I shook my head. I opened my mouth but couldn’t say anything even though, in my head, I was already saying a lot of things.
I never intended to run into his arms like that. The calmness I felt had been replaced by fear as I stared at the man whose arms I’d once found solace in.
‘I. Don’t. Mean. To. Touch. You.’ I moved my lips, my fear rising by the second, ‘I. Was. Scared. I. Needed. Help.’ I continued like he cared about that.
No one cared about me that much, but I hoped that Anthony would because there was no denying the mate bond between us.
If I can feel it, I know well that he’d be able to handle it, too.
I’ve been searching for my mate for years, only for the moon goddess to give me a mate with a reputation for feeling nothing, an authoritative Lycan.
The Lycan Alpha of my pack is my mate.
While I was still trying to register what was going on in my head, Anthony pushed me away from him so hard that I fell on my butt. The pain surged through me, and I winced as I lifted my gaze to look at him.
The eyes that once called out to me now stared at me angrily. His eyes had turned red, and even though I could feel the mate bond pulling me to him, I could also feel him trying to push me away from him.
Like my mother, father, and everyone else, my mate doesn’t want me to.
“I don’t need a mute and cursed mate,” Anthony said as he shot me the coldest glare I’ve ever seen, “and not a mate with a hormone that makes other male wolves think they can claim her.” He finished.
My blood went dry, and my breath hitched as I stared at him. Without saying anything else, Anthony turned his back on me, and just like before, the heat returned, and the other wolves’ eyes turned red.
They got closer and closer, making it difficult for me to breathe as they approached me, but I couldn’t stop looking at Anthony his back was to me, and he didn’t care about my situation.
What was I thinking? That he was going to help me? No one would ever want to help a wolf her mother cursed.
But this is my mate, and my heart broke with each step he took farther away from me. My head spun, and my vision soon became blurry as my tears formed a veil on my eyes.
I could feel the disgusting breath on my body as their hands touched me, and my stomach churned. There was no way I would accept defeat and let the hungry wolves devour me.
Drawing in a sharp breath, I closed my eyes, and my chest heaved as I tried everything possible to make a sound, putting all my vocal muscles to use.
“Alpha Anthony!” I called at the top of my lungs just about the same time that I got caught in the siege of the werewolves.
I can’t stay here for long. I need to leave.
My throat and eyes went tired, and the last thing I saw was the disgusting face of one of the wolves before something hit me, and everything went dark.