Author's POV

Ariana walked into the fashion bureau with Dylan, she cringed at the whispers and stares she got and felt like the ground should open and swallow her up, with heads bowed, she followed Dylan straight to his office with heads bowed but he suddenly stopped by the door and she bumped into him, she heard him hissed in anger before turning suddenly to face her, his eyes flashing fire, "will you for a moment not be clumsy?" He hissed and she cowered, "I...I'm sorry" she stuttered and he gritted his teeth, "can't you say a word without stuttering?" Heads still bowed, she kept quiet, she doesn't understand why he was being so angry with her today, without another word, he went in and she meekly followed and watched as he sat behind his desk. "It's time for my coffee" he stared at her straight in the eyes and she quickly averted hers, he had told her never to stare at him in the eyes, he frowned when she made no move to go get his coffee, "is something wrong?" Her eyes rounded at his question, "huh?" He rolled his eyes, obviously seeking for patience, "why the heck are you still standing there? Didn't you hear what I said? As my slave, you have to be fast and sharp in doing my bidding" she gulped and burped her head as she quickly ran out of the office," and be right back before I blink my eyes shut and opened" he snapped just as her hands touched the doorknob.

"I see you're finally a slave," Samantha said to her, blocking her passage, she doesn't have time for this right now, she just had to get Dylan's coffee to him, she made to bypass Samantha without answering her but she moved too, blocking her still, "you know, it's what you deserved, you deserved all the pains and more, I and father made a toast to your good riddance" Samantha's words seared into her heart like hot coals, it's obvious she wasn't missed as they didn't even bother to look for her, no one on this planet Earth loves her, she blinked away the tears and tried once again to bypass Samantha but yet again, she blocked her from passing, "why are you doing this? We're supposed to be sisters" she whispered fighting the tears trying to spill, Samantha scoffed at her words, "sisters" she spat out nodding in anger, "it would have been possible if you hadn't killed our mother"

"Sam, I don't even have a memory of her neither do I have the memory of killing her"

"It doesn't change the fact that you killed her, you let her die and I'll hate you as long as she's dead, we can only be sisters when you bring her back to life" Samantha hissed.

She stared at Sam, tears spilling, she wondered if she had really killed their mother, but this wasn't the place to discuss such, Dylan's coffee was getting cold and Sam wasn't letting her through, she took a deep breath, "I think we'll have time to discuss this later but for now, I have to give our boss this" she raised the coffee to Sam and made to go, "actually, he asked me to bring it" Sam said taking the cup from her hands, "what do you mean?"

"Yeah, he said I should bring his cup of coffee from you, he want you to get a file for him from the dressing room" she eyed Sam, doubt written all over her face, "why would I come looking for you if the boss hadn't sent me? I don't like even seeing your face and you know it"

She sighed at Sam's words, that at least is true, Sam doesn't like to set eyes on her and why would she come up with such a lie? "What file?" She asked

"Oh, just go, someone is there to give it to you" with that, she turned on her heels and walked towards the dressing room.

Samantha smiled smugly as she watched her walk away, "what a fool" she whispered as she stared at the coffee in her hands and dumped it into the trash, "little fool, you don't know a bomb is about to explode on you and tsk, tsk, tsk, you're not going to survive this one, my poor little sister".

Ariana opened the door to the dressing room but didn't find anyone there, "hello" she called out nervously but no one answered, she slowly walked in and wondered who was supposed to give her the file, "hello" she called out again still no answer, she hissed in pain as she hit her leg on the dresser table, she massaged it gently as her eyes landed on a blue file there, "oh, the file is here? But no one is here, perhaps, the person couldn't wait long enough to hand it to her personally" she quickly took it and walked towards the door, she tried the knob but it didn't bulge, her heart skipped, was she locked in? Her hands nervously went to the locket on her neck, for some reason, touching that locket always calm her in times of distress, she tried again but still, it didn't budge, she pounded on the door, "is someone there? Please, I'm locked in, help me" sweat beaded her forehead as she tried to get the door opened, she pounded repeatedly on it but knew it would take some sought of a miracle for someone to hear her, the dressing room is at the extreme end of the office and staffs don't use it except there's a show and from what she knew, there wasn't any show set for that day, she sat down slowly on the ground, perhaps, when she didn't come back with the file, Dylan would come looking for her.

Samantha smiled smugly as she walked away from the door of the dressing room, she had stood there and listened to the fool's desperate pounding of the door, she must be exhausted right now, "no one can save you now dear sister, let's see how you get out from this one, the show is about to begin and I'll sit and enjoy myself, what a great show it would be" she laughed quietly as she walked towards her office.

Ariana's POV

I have been in the dressing room for what seemed like decades before I heard footsteps, I quickly got up from my sitting position and ran to the door in an attempt to pound on it for help but to my amazement, I twisted the handle and it suddenly opened revealing Dylan's angry face, "so you came here to hide to avoid your work" he yelled, my heart raced as I stared at him, trying to explain myself, "no, no, I would never do that, I was locked in, I pounded on the door but it seemed like no one was nearby"

He raised his brow in disbelief, "let's say I want to believe you, what are you doing here in the first place?" I quickly remembered the file he had sent me to get, I quickly rushed to where I left it and brought it to him, "here is your file, I came to get it for you as instructed" his eyes darkened and there was that glow again in it whenever he's really angry, I took a step backward as he walked towards me menacingly, "And what am I supposed to do with this?" He backed throwing the file at me, it fell open on the floor and my eyes widened, it was blank, nothing was inside.

"Poor Ariana, you still act this way, as always, trying to dodge responsibility," Samantha said from somewhere behind Dylan and for the first time, I noticed other staff there as well, I have no doubt now that Samantha had planned all of this, I had once again fallen for her malicious plot, I stared at Dylan, my knees wobbled trying to give way, he grabbed my arms and dragged me towards his office, "please, you have to listen to me, I had simply gone there for the file because Samantha told me you needed me to get it" he didn't reply as he kept dragging me to his office, his hands tight on my arms that it hurts, I could feel the tears gathering in my eyes threatening to spill, he pushed me into his office and I fell on the floor as he shut the door behind him, I was scared of his anger, his eyes were shining like a yellow glob, who exactly is he? "How should I punish you for your disobedience?" He growled and my hand unconsciously went to my locket for comfort, I saw his eyes follow my hands and they narrowed, he made as if to grab it and I cringed, shifting back in fear, "no please" those single words escaped my mouth on their Accord, that locket, although, I knew not it's origin was one thing that gives me comfort for some reason, he looked at me as if considering whether to let it go or not, he suddenly stood up, "next time you disobey me, I'll deal with you accordingly"

I nodded, "I'll never disobey you" was all I could manage at this point. He stared at me still sitting on the floor, his gaze unreadable, then he turned and walked out the door, I quickly rose from my sitting position on the floor and followed meekly.

Dylan's POV

That night, my wolf was restless, I could feel it struggling to be let out, it has been a while it's been this agitated, in fact, he was only ever agitated when he needed to mate, it's been a while I sought the softness of a woman's bosom and I have been doing fine until now, my mind went to the massive wavy hair sleeping in the room not too far from mine and I growled in agitation, "take her Dylan, why don't you?" I could hear my wolf say to me and I gritted my teeth, "I am in control of my emotions, I do not need any lady in my life to complicate it"

"She is not Myla" I heard it respond and pain shot in my heart at the remembrance of how I was brutally rejected by my mate years back, "of cause she's not Myla, Myla was my mate, a werewolf who knew the importance of a mate bonding but who still rejected me and Ariana is a human, who doesn't even know what it is to have a mate, do you think she'll understand that concept?" My wolf was silent at my question, it must have sensed my hurt, anger, and the taste of betrayal, he had been hurt too by the incident of years ago, I could feel its pain also, I have no use of Ariana this night as I wasn't in my right mind to send for her, I quickly hit the shower and fell on my bed.

Ariana's POV

I jerked awake and looked around my room, everything was the same, something must have woken me up, there, I heard it again, I slight groan like someone in pain, I quickly got up from my bed and followed the sound, it was coming from Dylan's room, was he injured? I thought of going back to my room to get dressed properly before coming back but I had just turned to leave when the agonized sound came again, without thinking, I opened the door and went in, he was lying on his bed, writhing like someone in pain, "no, don't leave me, please don't go" he cried and I realized he must be dreaming, I wondered who it was he was dreaming about, I quietly went to him and held his hands and he grabbed it tight as if waiting for it all along, my eyes widened in surprise as he jerked me into his bed and in a single move, ripped my little nightgown off my body, I struggled against him as his mouth came crashing on mine so violently, I could feel the metallic taste of blood in my mouth, I pounded on his chest but his hand ceased mine, pinning it above my head, gosh, I'm done for, I thought. Whoever it was he was dreaming about, he must be thinking she's that person, I could feel his penis at my entrance and my eyes widened, I just realized he was naked beneath his blanket all along, panic filled me as I struggled to be freed, I struggled to freed my mouth from his capture, the blood was now dripping but he took no notice, he was a beast, a feral growl escaped his throat and for a moment I froze in fear, this wasn't Dylan, I had to wake him up but my hands were pinned tightly above him, in a swift moment, his moved my legs apart and plugged in, I screamed in pain, he stilled at my scream, blinking severally as if to bring me into focus, I shifted from underneath him, hoping he would get off me, the pain was excruciating, he made that feral growl when I shifted but instead of getting of me, he began pounding into me, his manhood was large and huge, it filled me to the brim and I gagged, he wasn't gentle with me, his hands groped my breast and squeezed painfully as he continued pounding and groaning. So this was how my first experience looks like, no candlelight, no flower, no cajoling, just hard and brutal sex. He finally released and stood up from the bed, something akin to regret flashed through his eyes but I'm not sure because it was gone before I could fathom what it was and replaced by anger, "what the heck were you doing in my room?" He yelled and I shivered, "I...I...."

"Get out!" He screamed without waiting to listen to my explanation, sore and bleeding, I stood up from the bed and ran out, I didn't stop running until I got to my room, jammed the door behind me, and bolted it.

Dylan's POV

I paced my room in anger, I couldn't explain what had just happened, one minute it was Myla's face that I was seeing and the next minute I was inside Ariana, the feel of her supple flesh zapped through my memory and I growled at the image, I walked out and went into the woods, pulling my clothes, I let my wolf out, I could feel it's claws and furs as it took over, it jumped out happily and howled, it's sense of smell heightened by the change, he caught a whiff of something, more like a faint smell of witch but it was gone before he could be sure about it. it took off, a predator preying the woods, it was dawn before I

came back to where I had kept my clothes, changing back into human form, I quickly wore it and walked inside, I passed through Ariana's door and paused, I knew she had cried all night, I suddenly felt like apologizing for what happened but what was the use, it wasn't gonna change anything, "mark her, make her yours" I heard my wolf say and I frowned, "never" I whispered fiercely, disappointed, it stayed quiet. I opened the heightened side of my being and listened, it seems like she had ceased crying, I could hear her soft snore, she must be sleeping now, I quietly walked to my room, I will allow her to stay at home today and rest, I will go to the office alone, I quickly got dressed and on my way out, informed Greta to allow her sleep, although, she looked surprised but she didn't dare to question my order.

Ariana's POV

I opened my eyes and it fell on the bedside clock, I jumped up from my bed, I couldn't believe I had slept for so long, Dylan would grill me, I wondered how I was going to face him after what happened, I still feel a little sore down there as I rushed into the shower, in thirty minutes, I was through and I opened my door to see Greta baring a tray of food, "I thought you would sleep the whole morning" she said breezing into my room, "I'm sorry, but you should have woken me, master will be very mad at me".

Greta looked at me in a way that made me blush, "he has gone to work"

"What? Without me? Why?" I asked all in one breath.

"I should be asking you that"Greta stared at me, her gaze curious and I averted my gaze, "I don't know" I mumbled staring at the tray "that smells nice," I said trying to change the topic and she sighed, "whatever it is you're doing, you have to be careful, Master, has no place for love and romance in his life"

"I'll keep that in mind," I said as I got one of her rolls and bit into it, "this is so delicious," I said and she stared at me for a moment before leaving, closing the door behind her. I sighed as I dropped the rolls, I certainly have no appetite to eat anything, I just took a few mouthfuls to distract Greta from pursuing the topic, I scoffed at her reference to love and romance, of cause, even a fool knows that I was just a lowly slave anyway and last night event was something she wished to forget very fast, it was just as painful that my first experience was so awful, maybe I was really cursed as Samantha had said, nothing really go well with me, maybe it's true that I caused my mother's death

That night I slept and dreamt I was being chased, I was running with a faceless being and something huge was after us, red eyes, claws and furs as black as the night, I was panting for breath, suddenly, the faceless being slipped and fell, she screamed, "Ariana run" just before the beast pounced on her, I screamed in horror at the sight, I screamed and screamed and jerked awake from the nightmare, I was drenched in my own sweat, I slowly stood up and went to the bathroom to splash water on my face.

That day I was feeling off, I can't pinpoint what exactly it was that was wrong with me, I was staring at my pale face in the mirror when a knock sounded a d Greta popped her head in, "you're to go to master's room right now and get it cleaned" she instructed and for some reason, I felt terrible anger at that, I glared at her, "oh yeah? Tell master I said he can go to hell"

Greta's eyes widened at my reply, she has never seen me this way, I was always obedient and docile, well I can't understand myself either because I have never seen myself in this form, Greta frowned, "if you don't do as instructed, you'll get punished, you're lucky you were given a room here and not sent to the den of slaves" she bristled as she shut the door behind her. I could hear her retreating footsteps and I sighed, the fight suddenly going out of me, after what happened, going to Dylan's room was the last thing on my mind but right now, it doesn't seem like I have a choice. I quietly walked to his room and was relieved when I didn't see him, I quickly had his room cleaned, I was about to remove the bedspread when my eyes caught the blood on it, my blood, my first experience was horrible, I shivered as I recalled it, I wondered if it was always that painful, the feel of his muscular chest on my back sent a tinge to my toes and for a moment I wished for a repetition of what happened, it was the first time I felt it, I frowned as I shook my head, "what was wrong with me?" I quickly tidied the room and left quietly.

[Somewhere in Northeast coven]

My eyes flashed open at what I just saw, that little girl has turned into a grown woman and the seal placed on her is cracked, a seal was placed in her locker, as long as she wore it around her neck, she won't know who she was, she won't fall in love with anyone and she would live to please others and do as she was bidden, that way she would be safe to live in this world but there is just one reason why it is cracked now and that is she has had an intimate encounter with a male, had she fallen in love despite the seal placed on her? But how could that happen? There has to be some explanation, I would have to find out what's going on? Who is this person that is powerful enough to crack her seal? What was that her name again? Oh! yes, Ariana, she must be having nightmares right now and feeling confused, I think the time has come for me to act, it's high time I introduce myself into her life.

My name is Eric Masha and I'm a wizard from the northeast coven, I belong to the same coven as Ariana's mother, before her death, she had foreseen it and has desperately sought a way to keep Ariana safe and so had used her power to work a locket, one with a seal on it and had begged me to make sure Ariana wore it around her neck should anything happen to her. The necklace was supposed to seal her heart from developing feelings for anyone and at the same time, make her obedient, that way, she could live peacefully with anyone. I had fulfilled my promise to her by making sure Ariana wore the necklace and had taken her to her father on that fateful day, what I don't know was that if Ariana's mother knew that the locket would suppress Ariana's power if she actually inherit the witch Gene and also cause her to lose her memory. Ariana's mother had died trying to work that locket because she would have been able to escape before the day she was attacked but she had chosen to stay behind, to her, her daughter is her priority, so on the day she finally made the locket, she died and now that seal which she used her blood to do is cracked, I fear for the repercussions and that's why I must go to Ariana, I have to look for a way to somehow close the crack on the locket, that's the only way to stop the impending doom and I guess it's time to bring her back from the human world, it's time she returns to her world even though that was the last thing her mother wanted for her, to return but it's his job to keep her from harm's way.