Still dealing with betrayal her heart was in turmoil, how can she give her heart to another mate when her previous had already broken it beyond repair.

She looked at her mate and all she could see was his chivalry, she couldn't bring him down with her.

His eyes fell to her exposed shoulder, a deep crimson painting it as the wound lied there untreated they darkened to pitch black. "CERBERUS!" His voice made the werewolves shiver involuntary with fear.

Adrian's eyes widened when he realized what that word meant....they were going to be tortured.

"Come with me Persephone." he whispered softly, her name flowing like butter on his tongue, making her heart flutter.

He stood in front of her, his masculine rough frame seemed to tower her small one.

Before she could splutter some excuses black smoke engulfed them, her eyes widened as she took a step back but soon a warm hand wrapped around her own, picking her up in bridal style as she let out a surprised screech.

The tingling and Sparks couldn't be ignored, they were igniting her soul.

Seconds passed so the smoke. And as it parted, a majestic room came into her view but she wasn't concerned about any of them right now.

"HOW DARE YOU?" Hades winced at that
without stopping his advances towards the luxurious bathroom.

"You are hurt Persephone." He gently pressed his fingers on her shoulder  retrieving her pain, a bleeding wound appearing on his own hand.

She looked at him with surprise and concern forgetting all about where they were.

"Let me look at that, your arm is bleeding." She took his arm relaxing in his hold.

"It will heal little rose." Little rose? Did he just....she took a sharp intake of breath...she cannot love it...but she already did.

He bent down their lips a centimeter apart. His gaze locked with her as she looked down at his lips...those luscious petals of sin.

She came out of the haze realising he lowered her into the bathtub. She didn't flinched from him....Trust- she already trusted him with her life...this was soon...too soon, they just met and if that wasn't enough to make her fear spike.

"The water with heal your wounds Persephone, your clothes would be outside your door."

"Wait....What about your hand?" She hastily spoke.

"It will heal my goddess, now don't worry, you need rest." He turned around starting to leave again.

"Wait! Who are you?" Her voice came out strong despite her erratic breathing.

"You can call me Hades my Queen." He watched her intensely, taking a deep breath he smiled at her confused expression, turning and leaving, the door locked.

Her heart rate increased...Hades? As in King Hades...the almighty God of Underworld himself? Where was she? Was this Underworld?

Her breath hitched, so that was the reason he was so sinfully handsome...it should be a felony to look that.... captivating.

Now that he was not here to steal all her attention she looked around. The bathroom was splendid.

Light pink floor adorned with rose quartz decorated the floor...it looked like crystal pink liquid was flowing beneath.

Perfume bottles of innumerable scents and shades were kept around. The bathtub was sparkling white.

She took off her dirty clothes, keeping them in a pile in the cloth basket kept near...who knows maybe he would hate her after knowing her.

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A huge golden chandelier covered with citrine gemstones adorned the high ceiling. The room was lush with pale blue curtains draped over while the walls  decorated with silver colour.

A knock on door distracted her from the beauty of the room in which she was residing.

She was dressed in a blue silk dress falling beneath her knees, was this appropriate to greet him....she shook her head with the absurd thought.

"Yes"Her heart did a summersault seeing Hades in his black silk robe.

"King Hades" she whispered.

"How are you feeling?"

They both asked at the same time to which he chuckled softly, her head snapped to his face...he was so wrong, he didn't had any right....to make her fall for him but she couldn't stop the blubbery feeling erupting in pits of her stomach.

So she did what was for best." I cannot accept this bond."

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She held her breath when those words escape her crimson lips.

"I understand." He looked down at her his eyes filled with pride- he was proud to have her. A girl so stubborn and determined...just like a regal Queen....his Queen.

"Y-you do?" She felt a flicker of disappointment, he didn't argued...was she that easy to leave? So easy that he gave her up without a fight?

"Little rose, I demand your attention." He took a step ahead, her aquamarine eyes flew up to his dark grey ones.

"Yes King Hades" she whispered. His  muscular hands came to the mirror behind her, trapping her in-between, he was close, too close, their breaths mingling.

His head dipped, brushing off her voluminous silky curls as his husky voice imprinted on her mind."Call me Hades."

"But-" she argued.
"Just do this...please goddess." And if that didn't made her heart go wild.

"Hades"she breathed lightly as he closed his eyes to that...her melodious voice was a symphony to his ears, they opened with his Iris bathed in silver glow.

"Goddess you always have a choice, accepting or rejecting the bond too is one of that."

He backed off completely, maintaining a distance as her heart thrummed, this wasn't good she thought as she felt cold without him, a blanket of loneliness covering her as she saw him opening the door to leave.

"Persephone......" He stopped at the door his back towards her. "You have a choice to leave, so have I, to follow you to the depths of hell, heaven, mortality and immortality." She watched him wide eyed.

"I have waited million years for you, I will wait million more, you are mine and I am not going to pretend otherwise little rose." Her jaw dropped as he left her standing there.