Her Men Of Ruin

Zeedar

didn't want to admit that to himself. But now that Zechariah has

mentioned it, he'll have to accept it.

"I

sensed her at the pack hall, and I still sense her here. Do you think

she's here?" Zechariah asks, but Zeedar doesn't respond. His

eyes are still on the stairs. "What I don't understand, though,

is the probability of finding our mates at the same time. Did the

moon goddess approve of our brotherhood so much that she gave us our

mates at the same time?" Zechariah blows the bubble gum and is

about to pop it before Zeedar suddenly moves toward the stairs.

The

pack's delight follows behind his brother. On getting to the first

stair landing, the exit door bursts open to usher Ziason in.

"Brother!"

Zechariah squeals, leaping down the stairs to Ziason. "Why did you

not say you gym at trauma-abode?"

The

latter glares at Zechariah as the stench of garlic hit him again. His

next actions come without much thought-grabbing Zechariah's jaws,

forcing his index into the latter's mouth, and growling. "Swallow

it. Now."

Zechariah

quickly does as told, while Ziason lets go of him with force. He

smirks, satisfied to have rattled his brother.

Zeedar

makes to continue going up the stairs, but Ziason's voice stops

him. "Where are you going, Zeedar?"

"I

sensed something."

"Sensed

what?"

"A

mate," Zechariah chips in with a brief cackle.

The

sides of Ziason's lips stretch into a stiff smile. "Are you mated

to a ghost, brother? Because there's nothing up there," he lies.

"But

I sensed it too. Even at the pack hall," Zechariah voices out. "She

smelt like lemon and uh... what's that flower again... the one with

silky petals."

Ziason's

brows crease into frown, and a bit of confusion. He knows the flower

Zechariah is trying to point out, and he recognizes the scent he just

mentioned. Even that gently throbbing feeling of wanting to be close

to a certain person, he has felt it. At the pack hall. In the human

world. Even right now in this tower. He has been experiencing them

for a while now. And it started when he met Heaven.

He

knew she was his mate from then.

But

his brothers confessing to have felt the same way, and now following

some kind of mating bond to the tower, does it mean something?

As

there are currently three females in the tower, and his mate is

Heaven, could it be that his brothers' mates are Kaicha and Lakri,

the maid?

But

what's the possibility of he and his brothers being mated at the

same time? And how could it be that the three women have the same

scents? What exactly is this nature of coincidence?

"There's

nothing here?" Ziason still lies. "This is now merely a lone

tower where I visit for solitude."

Zeedar

slowly comes down from the stairs. "Aside the mate matter, are you

hiding something, brother?"

"What

could our brother possibly hide?" Zechariah butts in, noticing the

tension growing between the two. "Come on. Aren't you hungry?

Let's go eat," he says while linking arms with Zeedar and tugging

the man out of the tower.

When

the boys disappear, Ziason makes for Heaven's room to see her

sleeping.

He

also goes to Kaicha's room, where he finds Lakri feeding Kaicha

lunch.

"Has

the dance tutor been in her room since?" he asks Lakri.

"Yes,"

the maid says.

Ziason

proceeds downstairs.

>>>>>>>>

Lakri's

subtle attempt at setting Heaven's dinner wakes Heaven up from her

sleep. And she's more than grateful for that. At least she doesn't

have to endure the terrors of experiencing the day her parents died

over again.

However,

she realizes something when she notices the cherry wood of the

four-post bed's roof-she's supposed to be out of the tower by

now. She still shouldn't be here.

Heaven

slowly sits up, watching as Lakri enters the bathroom. Coming out of

the mosquito net, she sits on the edge of the bed. And after

scrutinizing the material Lakri wrapped around the injury on her

palm, she stares at the bedside stool, where Lakri set the food.

"Do

eat," Lakri says while coming out of the bathroom with an old pail.

"I asked my brother, who is a carpenter, to repair the window you

damaged. Thankfully, he finished before the Alpha returned. As for

the cage you removed from the fence, that hole belonged to the huge

dog of the late Alpha. The dog is now dead, by the way, so I don't

think Alpha Ziason would put any attention there. Also, good of me to

have found you at the pack hall on time, or else who knew what would

have happened to you, to me, to my family?"

Although

Lakri said her words calmly, Heaven can sense a hint of anger and

sarcasm.

"Why

did you bring me back here?" she asks instead, skipping the meaning

in Lakri's last sentence. "I already had my chance of escaping,

but you ruined it."

"You

think?" Lakri huffs. "First of all, let's pray the Alpha didn't

see you. Even if he did, let's pray he lets it slide this once. Do

you know I was not supposed to be aware of you and Kaicha? Your

presence in the pack is a huge secret, so is the child. The alpha

went to certain lengths to make sure I can't talk about it."

"What

lengths? Abducting your family?"

"Yes,

but you don't seem to care about that."

Heaven

was going to say something. Even she doesn't know what. But her

lips hang open for a while before she finally speaks. "For how long

has that been? I mean, since he held your family captive?"

Lakri

sighs, dropping the pail and taking a few steps toward Heaven. "So

far, three years... I think. A few other maid have died with their

families after going against the alpha's orders, even if it's

trivial stuff like letting the child out of the tower."

"So

you mean to say my actions put you and your family in danger?"

"I

told you before; many people have a loose knot around their necks

that could either remain loose or tighten depending on your actions."

Heaven

lets out a huge breath as her once tense shoulders fall. She couldn't

see the full picture of all that was happening due to her own fear,

but it seems things are way bigger than just her.

"I'm

sorry," she mumbles, her head dropping. "Its just... I've never

got to worry about anyone else aside myself. So I only see myself."

"Now

that you're here, you need to forsake that habit," Lakri

lectures. "To survive this place, you need people around you,

Heaven."

Heaven

looks up at the girl, raising her brows. "We're on a name basis

now?"

"Obviously,"

Lakri's monolid eyes widen into the shape of a half moon as she

puts emphasis on her next words, "since you've risked my life and

my family's, and I've gone lengths to save you."

Heaven

huffs a smile, which soon fades as she sighs. "It's just

frustrating. I've been away from the wolf kingdom for a long time.

I'm not used to it. I'm a wolf, but I can't even tell much

about anything. And it's so annoying that I have to live under

Ziason's claws."

"Let

him not catch you calling him by his name, Heaven. You need to be

extra careful. Moon Wrath's pack was always known for the

generosity of its Alpha until Alpha Ziason took over. His cruelty

spread fast and wide. Even the Alpha king is rumored to fear him.

Those male corpses you see being carried out every night, they're

that of male sluts who pleasures the Alpha. But he ends up killing

them for unknown reasons."

Heaven

ponders on why would he kill those men every night if there's no

valid reason? Is there any cause to be that ruthless unless it has to

do with something really confidential-something Ziason doesn't

want to get out? For example, his curse. After all, it's one of the

reasons he's threatening to kill her.

"If

the Alpha threatened to kill you, he actually will even though you

escape," Lakri warns. "He will find you and make sure you suffer,

especially since he hates women. He could do anything to harm you out

of anger."

Heaven

could have asked why Ziason hates women, but she isn't concerned

about that right now. Instead, it scares her the more.

Goosebumps

rise on her skin, prompting her to hug herself as she rubs her arms

to quell the unsettling feeling building in her stomach.