A Mysterious She-wolf

Chapter 38

Kavi's POV

I awed at the shining fireflies in the darkroom. This was a fantastic sight to see. I noticed Akhilan's aura

radiating guilt and I tightened my grip on his hand and mind linked him.

'Don't feel bad, baby. Even I forgot about it with all the chaos. I love you always. You don't have to

prove your love to me with gifts.'

I tried to convince him. His aura mixed with love and adoration but still, guilt was there

'I will be back, Anjali.'

He removed my hand around his bicep and I felt his footsteps going back. When I turned around to

stop Akhilan, Maayan caught my wrist.

"He might return with something which would make him feel better. I could sense his jealousy and

guiltiness. Now let's go. They are waiting for you."

He pulled me closer to him.

Though the tingles weren't there, I could feel my body reacting to his touch. This feels so right and

wrong at the same time to be in his hold. And it was scaring me that I was forgetting about my mate

whenever I was with Maayan. The room lightened up and the fireflies flew up and started rounding

around the ceiling. I smiled at Aadhira and other men and walked to them.

"We are leaving tonight to Qywesir. So I didn't plan anything big. Hope you don't mind this small

celebration."

I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Are you telling this is a small celebration? Balloons, flower shower, wish from fireflies. This is the

grandest birthday I celebrated so far. Don't you know? You have been stalking me all these years?"

I replied mockingly hiding my excitement. He smiled but narrowed his eyes at the last sentence. He

circled my waist and pulled me closer to him and looked into my eyes. I gasped and looked at his fiery

red eyes. Like fire, he was swallowing me with his eyes.

"I wasn't stalking you, Cupcake. I was watching you."

He said in a low tone near my ear. He let me go when Aadhira cleared her throat. I feel so carefree

when I was in his arms.

The warriors stood in a row and bowed before me extending their swords and swear their loyalty to me.

I felt warm and contented with their action and asked them to go to continue their duty.

"Do you want to cut the cake and celebrate like humans do? I can get that for you. But be prepared.

Anything may happen tonight. I don't want to think negative about our mission. But if anything goes

wrong don't feel guilty and remember that I always love you, Cupcake."

He said in a heavy tone making my heart swell with pain.

"No. I'm fine with this arrangement. Nothing will happen to you, Maayan. I won't let anything happen to

both of you."

I instinctively stand on my toes and cupped the back of his neck to bend him down and pecked his

cheek softly. My soul was recognising our touch as I felt like Dejavu while kissing him.

He smiled at me warmingly and asked me to retire to the room and told me that he will send me food

there. I nodded my head and walked to my room taking the bouquet he had given me. I was adoring

the flowers and lost my path. I looked around for the guards but a door with a unique smell drawn my

attention.

I pushed the door open and smell of heavy chemical with fruitiness hit my nostrils. I used my vision and

found a switch like a thing and turned it on. The room lit up. I gasped and my eyes widened. The room

was filled with the painting of me... Ummm... It was Layla's. In various poses amid nature and at a

different situation. But it was like I am seeing the most beautiful version of myself. The canvases were

human height. I walked up to them and caressed the leathery canvas. A picture where Layla was just

wearing old-styled one piece and sitting on the steps of the pond outside and looking up at the stary

sky with a beautiful smile which made me amazed. It was me. I have never known I could be this

beautiful. Who painted this? I could tell the person who drawn this must have a great talent.

I walked to the next canvas on the other side of the wall and caressed and painting where Layla was

petting a golden yellow big seven-headed cobra with adoration. Layla's emotions were shown very

beautifully in the canvas. I touched the frame of the canvas and to my surprise, it slid to left and

another piece of art was there behind. I realised there was a big collection of the album here and

started moving them to the left side.

A few pictures of Layla and Maayan came up. I could tell they were so much in love from the paintings. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

These were memories of the couple and their emotions were clearly portrayed here. After a few slides,

I noticed the paintings getting intimate about their embrace, kisses and stargazing cuddles. I was

bewildered when I saw the nude canvas of them and the next few were them making love.

Who might have drawn such explicit paintings? Damn it! I could feel my blood heated up but I couldn't

stop myself from seeing the further canvases. My cheeks were burning upon seeing the replica of me

with a man in intimate position and my perverted mind was imagining me in Layla's place and was

making my panty wet.

After gazing and admiring the canvases completely, I peeked out of the room cautiously not wanting

anyone to know I saw them. I walked out closing the door softly behind me carefully. I turned around

and startled to see Maayan looking at me with his hands crossed across his chest.

"Hi!"

I waved sheepishly. His eyes darkened as if knowing why I was uncomfortable.

"Whats are you doing in my gallery?"

He asked in a deep voice and his red eyes were scrutinising me.

"Your gallery?"

I gasped out. Now I realise how the paintings were so beautiful. Because he showed his love and

passion into drawing us and I could understand that's how he sees me. I look so beautiful in his vision.

"Yeah! That's what I said! Painting is my hobby. And painting you is my favourite hobby."

He replied cockily blocking me by placing his hands on both sides of the door.

"Your paintings look so good! I never know I could look so beautiful like you portrayed me!"

I said with extra cheers to escape this embarrassing situation also because of my self-control getting

slipping away every passing second with his close proximity. And the thing that I have been thinking

about him past few minutes in most possible intimate ways wasn't helping me. He didn't say anything

but looked deeply into my eyes. I gulped and stared back at him.

" ... ... ...!

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En kaadhali... en kanmani... en snegidhi...

Unnodu naan irundha ovvoru mani thuliyum marana padukkaiyilum marakkaadhu kanmaniye...!

Thonnooru nimidangal thottanaitha kaalam thaan, Ennooru aandugalaai idhayathil kanakkuthadi...

Paarvaiyilae sila nimidam...

Bayathoadu sila nimidam...

Katti anaithabadi kanneeril sila nimidam...

Ilakkanamae paaraamal ellaa idangalilum muthangal vidhaitha mogathil sila nimidam...

Unnodu naan irundha ovvoru mani thuliyum marana padukkaiyilum marakkaadhu kanmaniye...!

Edhu nyaayam? Edhu paavam? Iruvarukkum thondravillai!

Adhu iravaa? Adhu pagalaa? Adhai patri ariyavillai!

Yaar thodanga? Yaar mudikka? Oru vazhiyum thondravillai!

Iruvarume thodangi vittom; Idhu varaikkum kelvi illai!

Achcham kalaindhen; Aasaiyinai nee anaithai!

Aadai kalaindhaen; Vetkatthai nee anaithai!

Kanda thirukolam kanavaaga maraindhal

Kadaisiyil azhudha kanneer kaiyil innum ottudhadi...!

Unnodu naan irundha ovvoru mani thuliyum marana padukkaiyilum marakkaadhu kanmaniye...!

[ENGLISH VERSION:

My lover... My darling... My friend...

Every single moment that I spent with you, will not be forgotten even in my death bed, darling!

The 90 minutes that I spent touching and caressing you feel like it weighed (and disturbed me) in my

heart for over 800 years...

Few minutes with just the looks...

Few minutes with fear...

With an intimate hug, a few minutes with tears...

Without any pattern /structure, a few minutes in the intoxication of kisses that I seeded all over your

body...

What is ethical? What is a sin in what we did? We both were not able to recognize it.

Whether it is night or day, we did not care to know about it.

Who should start? who should end? We could not figure it out.

We both started it. There is no question about it till now in both our minds about whether it is right or

wrong, or who should end!

I undressed your fear... You adorned your passion.

I undressed you... You adorned your shyness.

The gorgeous beauty that I saw, though faded away as a dream...

Tears from your eyes in the end, still linger in my hand.

Every single moment that I spent with you, will not be forgotten even in my death bed, darling!]

(A/N: It was a poem from a Tamil movie - 'Iruvar'. I feel like this poem was written exactly for this

situation because nothing could be more apt to convey Maayan's feelings so beautifully as this poem

does. Also, I didn't edit the poem not wanting to spoil its beauty.

All I wanted to say was there were two things controversial to the poem and their past.

1. They had been together for more than 90 minutes.

2. He was carrying(and cherishing) those memories for more than 800 years.

Logic is very important right! Eeeee)

He expressed himself with a lot of passion that made my heart clench. My soul could recognise his

words as pain erupted deep within me. A lone tear rolled over my cheek. Sadness was blocking my

throat. I cupped his cheek and pulled him down and pressed my lips on his. I know he was in pain and I

want to take them away from him. The moment his lips touched mine, my brain went in haywire! Tears

started flowing from my eyes. Kissing him was a beautiful memory embedded deep in my mind which

was making me feel about his love more.

The firework blasting within me confirmed my love for him and how much I need him in my life. Every

word he uttered was echoing in my mind and piercing my heart as the depth of its meaning affected me

sharply. I felt his hands cupping my hip and he raised me in the air to get better access to my mouth

and moved his lips in sync with mine. My mind was blank and he was the only thing in my mind right

now. I felt like floating in the cloud of paradise and his sweet and spicy taste leaving me wanton for

more. He was in no rush for a man waited for eternity but was more concentrating on showing his

passion to me. I felt a slight discomfort in my neck but the passion he was showing made me ignore it.

He lowered me to the ground and looked into my eyes slowly leaving my lips. He was looking... no

searching into my eyes. I smiled widely and nodded my head 'what'. He smiled back and pulled me to a

firm hug. Hearing his heartbeat was so soothing. I closed my eyes and gave in to the sensation of

contentment. A long painful howl made my senses get alerted recognising who it was. I looked up at

Maayan who was wearing a tortured look on his face. I could understand they both dislike each other

but I can't let one person suffer for another.

"I have to go. He must have felt it when I kissed you."

I whispered against his lips. He nodded his head and let go of my hip.

"I love you, Layla!"

I stopped in my tracks at his mention of the name for the first time and looked at him. A pang of pain hit

my heart. I understand I am the reincarnation of Layla. But I don't want to be called by that name. That

identity of mine had already died.

"I am not Layla. I'm Kavithanjali. You have to understand that. I don't know what happened between

you two... I mean us in past. And I really don't know what I am going to do in my future. I don't want to

choose between you two. It won't be fair to do that. If you are my beloved why my soul had to bind with

another male? I am getting tired of this never-ending problematic life. ARGH! I don't know when I will

get a peaceful life! But never call me with that name again."

I sighed out and looked at him. He pulled me to a hug and kissed the top of my head.

"I too don't know why destiny had tied you to another male while I was waiting for you. We will find

about it after you get your powers back. And come back to the castle with him soon. We have to talk

out a few things before going Qywesir. From my instincts, Chandran would have guessed that we

would go there. Or at least left someone behind to spy there. So we need a plan to come back without

any damage."

He said with concern. I nodded my head and followed my wolf's instinct to track my mate.

I refused guards to accompany me and walked to the direction my wolf was leading me. The climate

had changed after a certain line of trees and the chilly climate was so welcoming. I remembered

Maayan telling that the right side of the castle would be covered with snow. I have been to snowy

places but this place had the same effect as we felt near the volcano; mild cool feel. I walked for a few

more minutes and found my mate in his golden yellow wolf form with his dress beside him. He sniffed

the air and looked up at me. I smiled at him but with a roll of his eyes, he turned his head to the other

side.

I walked to him and knelt before him. He growled in a warning and turned his head. I can understand

why he was angry. Because my blood boiled the same way whenever Pooja was pawing at him. I

slowly touched his soft fur and a slight growl vibrated throughout his body. I ignored his anger and

softly stroked his head and a purr slipped out when I stroked his ear. He let out a wolfy sigh and raised

his head to look at me. I smiled without any trace of sorry and scratched under his neck.

'I know you felt that. And I am not going to apologise for that.'

I mind linked him. His calming body tensed up and he jumped away from my hands and shifted to his

human form and glared at me. I wasn't in any mood to react to his glare but was feasting his glorious

birth state. My wolf was drooling at his muscular body and sending me lot perverted imagines of us

together. He was shouting at me but that was not affecting me from admiring his naked body.

"I never thought you would do that to me, Anjali. My wolf was in a rage to rip him into pieces... I am

talking to you!"

"Mmm-Hmm.."

I replied absent-mindedly and I licked my lips to see his semi-hard member. This is the first time I am

seeing him naked. My darkened eyes met with his. He looked like a cute angry and confused puppy. I

closed our distance and shamelessly pressed my body on his while sensually touching his biceps with

my hand. His aura showed realisation and he instantly tried to peel away from me. But I hugged him

tightly with my wolf power not letting him break out of my grip.

"Why you are so mouth-wateringly handsome, my mate? I just want to eat you, baby."

I whispered in his ear in a seductive tone and his body shivered and I felt his growing hard against my

thigh. I moved my thigh rubbing his hard member. He looked at me in disbelief.

"Stop it, Anjali. Now!"

His voice came out desperately. I buried my face into his neck and leaving traces of my assaults on his

flawless skin. He moaned out and his hard-on throbbed against my thigh when I sucked the marking

spot.

"You are growing bigger! How will you even fit inside me?"

I gasped dramatically against his neck. I could feel the lust and desire rolling over his aura was getting

powerful. Already I was aroused when I saw those paintings there. Now I was so much aroused with

my mate being naked in my hold.

"We have to go back to the castle. Leave me, Anjali. I can't control myself if you continue this."

He pleaded me with gritted teeth but my body didn't like suggestion a bit.

"But I want you, baby. Wanna fill in my vitamin requirement for the day?"

He growled out in understanding and surprisingly got out of my grip and pushed my front against the

tree we were previously sitting. He caught my wrists in his hand and held me captive in his hold.

"You want me to fulfil your vitamin requirement uh? I love it when you speak dirty but I am not going to

give you what want before you clear the air here. You want both of us! But none of us like sharing."

I mentally cursed him for pushing me to make a decision while I was aroused and wanton. But I wasn't

that easy to break. I know exactly what buttons have to be pressed now to rage him up. I smirked

mentally and laughed humourlessly.

"Oh fine then. If you don't want to give it, I know a person waiting so long to do that to me. Let me go to

him!"

I said in an enthusiastic sarcastic tone and heard him growl. He pressed me harder against the tree

without listening to my hiss from how hard the tree barks was scraping my skin. His hot breath fanned

my ear and tickled the nerves there.

"You are playing with a double-edged sword, my dear mate. Be careful else it will slice you."

Before I could ask what he meant, he yanked my hair with his free hand and pressed his lips on my

mark sucking there hard. That was still bruised but closed. The pain and pleasure rushed through my

nerves making my brain confused to whether react to pain or pleasure. I moaned out and arched my

head back leaning on his shoulder. He sucked there hard. I tried to free my hand but he tightened his

grip which slightly made my skin burn. But I like this side of Akhilan who always been sweet and soft.

"Akhilan..."

I couldn't form any words because his lips were mercilessly punishing me by ravaging my mark. The

bond was so active and stimulating our hormones at a high rate. He pressed his member on my ass

and rubbed there. I moaned out and that made me press more into the tree so does the pain. It felt so

good and I don't want him to stop.

Like he heard my thoughts, he pulled away leaving me to slide down on the tress without balance. I sat

down with a thud and my arousal was high in the air and my thighs were wet as my juices already

drenched my panty and dripping past it. I looked up and found my mate already in his pant and now

wearing his t-shirt. I don't like him hiding behind the dresses but he wasn't going to listen to me now.

My throat was very dry from the panting and moaning. I adjusted my hair and waited for him to pick me

up like he usually do but he turned around and started walking towards the castle. I felt sad.

Did he think I was trying to bribe him my body for kissing Maayan?

I hope not!

Will he reject me?

'Don't overthink! He won't do something like that'

My wolf scolded me.

Why all crazy thoughts have to come to me?

I leaned my back on the tree and closed my eyes burying my face between my knees. Tears rolled over

my cheeks. I just need a break from all these dramas! Why can't I enjoy even a few minutes happily

like normal people does?

I heard footsteps and rain and pineapples smell reached my senses. I sneakily took one hand and

wiped my tears. He might have noticed I wasn't following him and came back to check me. I felt him

sitting next to me. I raised my head and looked at him. He let out a sigh.

"You won't even stay quiet for a minute, right? Don't cry. Today's your birthday."

He scolded me softly and caressed my cheek. I smiled sheepishly and looked at him lovingly for his

caring gestures. So he didn't leave because of his anger.

"Close your eyes, baby"

He demanded me. I looked at him quizzically but nonetheless complied to him.

"There were no shops here like we do back on earth. So don't hit me if you didn't like my present. I tried

my best."

He said while placing something in my head and placing something in my lap. I felt his lips on mine and

kissed him back eagerly pulling his neck closer to me.

"Now open your eyes."

I looked at his face showing anticipation, excitement and fear.

I looked down at my lap and found a bamboo basket filled with wildflowers but arranged in a nice way

looking so beautiful. I smiled widely caressing the petals of different flowers and looked at his relieved

face and kissed his cheek. The slight weight on my head made me remember he kept something there.

And I took that carefully to see what was it.

I floral tiara with black and purple coloured flowers!

I absolutely love it!

Wow! I never knew my mate has so many talents under his sleeves. I placed it on my head and posed

like a proud greek goddess and we laughed at my childlike act. I hugged him tightly

"These are so beautiful. You are making me feel so special and loved. Thank you so much, baby."

I said it in his ears.

He peeled me off him and again his aura has a sense of doubt and he parted the flowers in a basket

and I saw a wooden block like thing in palm-size snugly hiding there. He took that and gave it to me. I

gasped and looked at him with wide eyes. I knew he was a great artist and he works with his father in

their furniture mart. But what sitting in my palm was really an invaluable piece of art.

It was basically a wooden cube block. I rotated the sides and saw the cube has the carvings, -two kids

watching the sunset on top of the mountain, -two adults walking on the beach hand in hand, -the first

kiss we shared near his car, -the memory of us laying on the rock near the waterfall, -two wolves

playing in the beach.

He has carved our memories in five sides and the other one was carves as 'Happy birthday, my sweet

mate Anjali'. He did this all for me!

This is a very special gift I received in my lifetime. Happy tears spurt from my eyes. And I hugged the

cube to my heart. He pulled me to a hug and shushed my emotional outburst. I feel so lucky and

blessed.

I don't know what will happen tomorrow. But I am happy with what I was blessed today. I love my mate

very much. And I won't let anything separate us.

[To be continued...]