'No, what is he doing?'

Danielle opened her eyes to see a shadowy figure approaching her as she began to fall deeper into the hollow valley. The darkness was endless and there was no way an ordinary person like her was even able to see anybody behind her. Danielle could see that some shadow of a person was following her, the person was also falling in the valley along with her.

But according to her assumptions the person was the beta Curtis since the possibility of the alpha coming behind her was quite slim. She had no clue why would the alpha wanted to save her when the initial idea was to punish her for that indirect crime. Nonetheless, Danielle had no clue why the alpha would send his beta to make sure she would survive.

If that was the case did it mean the alpha wanted to kill her all by himself instead of dying in the valley? Danielle had no idea why the alpha would grow obsessed with killing her with his own hands. He could simply let her fall down the valley and bump her head somewhere or get eaten by other animals or supernatural beings.

Danielle became confused even more because that was the most easiest way to kill her. But the alpha seemed to be obsessed with her for some reason as he wished to eradicate her with his own hands. Whereas, Danielle did not wish to die at his hands so she immediately turned around and joined her hands and legs so she could increase the intensity of falling.

The alpha grew anxious and angry over the fact that she had been constantly trying to fall over rather than saving herself. Alpha Cyrus became conscious about her actions and felt the need to save her. No doubt he needed her blood and touch to heal but perhaps he could not bring himself up to touch her intimately.

'Is he…? Will he save me?'

The woman thought to herself in disbelief after all why would the king save her. Why would he attempt to risk his life to save a measly brothel worker? Danielle was aware that her intimate touch could be lethal for anybody else and she was peculiar in that regard. But the thing she could not understand was why would the alpha be so obsessed and intrigued by her?

On the top of everything she was the woman who was caught red handed with the count. Danielle could not afford to land in any more trouble after considering what had just happened a while ago. She could not let the alpha take interest in her only to end up dead or resulting the whole thing into her own death.

'No! I don't want to die according to his wishes. No, I have to prevent him from catching me.’

She thought that Cyrus Rhaziel wanted to bite her neck by digging his fangs and to suck her dry. No doubt it was the painful death ever and she did not want to accept that torture. Danielle shrugged off the thoughts with teary eyes as she focused on the flashback of her useless life.

Danielle knew her life was not that good but it was decent enough to ensure that she was living comfy. All her past life played in front of her eyes and her eyes welled up even more upon recalling how Martha had supported her. When Danielle arrived in the kingdom Selene she sneaked her way in under the feudal circumstances.

The way she came to the kingdom she was exempted from having any identity or prior record which could state who she was. Danielle successfully mingled in and the best way to hide in the realm was to work as the brothel dancer. Nobody would question her origin and since she was not working to offer sex no one would know that she was lethal for men.

Her whole life played in front of her eyes and she thought about her sins. Whether directly or indirectly she was still connected to the deaths of all those people and could not afford to add more sins to her list. Danielle looked back and turned around only to see an endless void beneath her falling silhouette, she brought her legs and arms closer to accelerate.

'What is she doing? Does she want to die that badly, huh?’

The alpha Cyrus was stunned after witnessing that perhaps she did not want to be saved at all. It made him even more surprised that perhaps she was not interested in him at all. After all, who would not want to be with their mates?

Only a fool would reject them and the perks of intimacy which would come along with the mating. Cyrus was unsure why even Danielle would not want to be with him, the most powerful man in the whole kingdom Selene. The one who could probably give her a whole new identity and all the desired perks and wealth she had always wanted.

The alpha was unable to comprehend why she was detesting him that much. However, he was certain about one thing that she was not a she- wolf because he could not sense the smell of her wolf. Cyrus was assured that her scent was completely different and there was a faint smell of something else too.

Cyrus was intrigued by that faint yet powerful scent which nearly made him become out of control. The alpha was sick due to the curse and his dropping health had drastically affected his own wolf too. No doubt his wolf was alive but due to the curse the alpha was not able to fully transform into a wolf.

For that particular reason the fur of his body grew at various places but it appeared as if somebody had pulled his fur. The growth was not heavy and it was sheared from numerous places, whereas the claws of Cyrus were not black as they should have been. Instead the claws were unnaturally white as if he had some deficiency.

Cyrus was sure that the woman was his cure because when he touched Danielle Cyrus felt a sudden spark. The wave of energy he felt within his body was something he had never experienced before. Cyrus felt a surge of pleasure within him when he grew closer to the woman and touched her. It appeared that he did not even require any intimate contact with her; only a casual touch could do the job too.

And now that it was confirmed that she was his cure the apha could not let the woman die. Even though it disgusted him that his mate was a brothel dancer whose touch was desperately needed by him. He had to make sure that Danielle would survive and get enslaved to him.

'Tsk, no. You can't die without my permission!'

The alpha Cyrus pierced the air as he approached the lady with a stern expression. Danielle closed her eyes hoping to hit some rock or anything down in any moment. But to her shock two arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her upwards.

Cyrus leaned in towards the right so his weight could push him towards that side. As soon as his body got inclined towards the right Cyrus extended his arm so his nails could gasp the cliff. His claws scratched against the cliff as he dug his hand and they finally stopped falling. Due to his supernatural strength the alpha was able to hold Danielle from his one arm.

Although she knew who it was, perhaps the woman did not want to believe or rather it was unbelievable for her. The alpha dug his aws over the cliff to balance himself against the cliff. It was evident he could not move upwards while holding Danielle in his one arm. The whole annoying situation made him angry and he confronted the woman in a reprimanding voice.

"Do you want to die that badly?"

He questioned her in a cold tone making Danielle gulp her fears. Though she did not turn to face him, the lady could feel her body turning cold due to fright. It surprised her that her touch did not affect the alpha in any possible way. However, that was still not enough to convince her that she was harmless for the alpha.

“Get over my back and hold me tightly.”

Alpha Cyrus commanded her in a stern tone, if there had been any other woman in her shoes she would have loved the opportunity. But Danielle had no such intention of leeching to the alpha, her hesitation forced the man to bluntly threaten her.

“And don’t you dare struggle to repeat your actions. I will get the witches to resurrect you only to kill you with my own hands for making me do this hard work.”

Danielle was taken aback by his blunt words, she knew what he was talking about and the involvement of witches was always the bad men.

She nodded and somehow managed to get over his back as she tightly wrapped her legs around his waist. Danielle could smell the most pleasant scent from him, and due to the cool breeze of winter the scent was faint.

Cyrus dragged her upwards all the way back towards the balcony holding Danielle on his back. As soon as he reached the marble railing Cyrus grabbed her dress from behind and threw the woman on the cold floor. Despite the fact that she had been wearing a warm velvet red dress it could not insulate her body from the winter’s and the situational coldness.

The alpha took a loud gasp as his body returned to normal and he dashed towards Danielle. Cyrus lifted her face with a little force which made the woman his due to her jaw being in his hand. The woman glanced at his glowing angry golden eyes and a tear crawled down on her cheek. The certain tear daringly fell on his hand and the spot began to itch and burn which forced Cyrus to withdraw his hand imminently.

Danielle assumed that it was against the king's ego that she chose her death all by herself. Thus, he saved her life to behead her later which also explained the whole count Hawthorne matter too. Undoubtedly Cyrus was rumoured to be a ruthless and egotistical man, he had killed numerous people without a flinch.

Not even other werewolves were safe from his clutches like count Hawthorne. The alpha Cyrus was well aware of his superiority and authority, moreover the man knew how to take advantage of it. And his beta, Curtis, was always by his side to ensure that nobody could waver or rebel against Cyrus’ reign.

The alpha withdrew his hand and hissed a bit when Danielle immediately created a visible distance between both of them. She knew that either way she would end up being his death and upon seeing what her tears did to him Danielle became terrified. The woman unconsciously crawled backwards while her gaze was fixated over his face.

Danielle blankly stared at him when Cyrus growled and lunged at her. The woman saw him clutching the neckline of her dress and pulled her. Danielle could not move any bit and waited for a sharp pain to end her misery. she assumed that he was going to behead her right there and at that moment as she sniffed and suppressed her already muffled sobs.

But Cyrus Rhaziel was in his own thoughts the man yelled at her without considering his image. he was aware that no one could hear him at that time expect his own beta of courses. And as he expected and was aware Curtis was sitting on the roof quite high. He was a hybrid and could potentially shape shift into any bird he wished to.

"Do I disgust you that much? That you could not bear my sight and jumped from there?"

The alpha Cyrus pointed out towards the marble stone edged railing and shouted while his handsome face showed some expressions. He was genuinely angry over her stupid antics and now became conscious as if his own presence was also disliked by her.

Danielle could not help but stare at the man in front of her, she had no clue how to react to the recent happening. It was obvious that the alpha was angry over her antics but what Danielle was unable to understand was the reason for such bubbling rage. It was such an odd reaction to begin with since the alpha Cyrus would not blink an eye if somebody died. But he went through lengths all by himself personally to save her life. It was highly unlikely and unusual for it to happen, however as much as it left the woman in an utter shocking state the alpha was having some different emotions. 

Danielle saw him intensely glaring at her which made the woman unable to move. The alpha was continuously speaking in a loud voice which totally indicated his anger and frustration. But due to the influx of inner thoughts the words could not reach Danielle’s ears or her brain could not decipher the words. She was immersed in her own thoughts about the whole situation and it started another series of assumptions. 

'What is he so angry about? I…I did not even do anything.'

The woman muddled to herself not knowing what the alpha was saying to her. Danielle’s gaze was simply darted towards the man in front of her, the most handsome yet grumpy looking person who had the utmost power to turn the whole kingdom upside down. No doubt, the Alpha Cyrus was a witty, smart and observant person but for some reason his temper grew shortened every passing minute. 

"How dare you ridicule me like that!? You sure wish to die, huh!"

The Alpha growled at her with his golden eyes glaring at her while throwing spaces of anger. Not literal spades though. Cyrus raked through his hair as he grew even more upset when Danielle did not reply and blankly stared at his face like a dumb person. It was an utmost insult to the alpha as he was always greeted and treated like a social person which was the ethical behaviour shown to the ruler of the kingdom.

But it appeared that either Danielle was unaware of that of the woman was in utter shock to react. Nonetheless the whole stupid reaction and now her silent staring made the alpha despise her even more than he did in the previous night when Curtis brought him the news about his possible mate. 

"Are you going to bother replying to me or not? Who do you even think you are, huh!? Do not feel proud that you made me, the alpha Cyrus saved you!"

The alpha rolled his eyes and yelled at her which brought the lady back in the present as she flinched over his voice.