A Mysterious She-wolf

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. 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.

"என் காதலி...என் கண்மணி... என் சிநேகிதி...!

உன்னோடு நான் இருந்த ஒவ்வொரு மணி துளியும் மரண படுக்கையிலும் மறக்காது கண்மணியே...!

தொன்னூறு நிமிடங்கள் தொட்டணைத்த காலம் தான், என்னூறு ஆண்டுகளாய் இதயத்தில் கணக்குதடி...

நிமிடம், இலக்கணமே

ஒவ்வொரு மணி துளியும்

நியாயம்? எது பாவம்?

பகலா? அதை பற்றி

யார் முடிக்க?

தொடங்கிவிட்டோம்... இதுவரைக்கும் கேள்வி

களைந்தேன்; ஆசையினை

வெட்கத்தை

மறைந்தால்; கடைசியிலே அழுத கண்ணீர் கையில்

துளியும் மரண படுக்கையிலும் மறக்காது கண்மணியே...!

kanmani... en snegidhi...

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

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

Paarvaiyilae sila nimidam...

Bayathoadu sila nimidam...

anaithabadi kanneeril sila

ellaa idangalilum muthangal vidhaitha mogathil

mani thuliyum

nyaayam? Edhu paavam? Iruvarukkum

Adhu pagalaa? Adhai

Yaar mudikka? Oru

Idhu varaikkum

Aasaiyinai nee anaithai!

Vetkatthai nee

Kanda thirukolam kanavaaga maraindhal

kaiyil innum

mani thuliyum marana padukkaiyilum marakkaadhu

[ENGLISH VERSION:

darling... My friend...

you, will not be forgotten even in

it weighed (and disturbed

with just

minutes with

hug, a few minutes with tears...

intoxication of kisses that I

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

we did

We could

both our minds about whether it is

your fear... You adorned your

undressed you... You adorned your shyness.

though faded away

the end,

spent with you, will not be forgotten even in my death

nothing could be more apt

wanted to say was there were two things controversial

together for more than 90 minutes.

cherishing) those memories for more

very important right!

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

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

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

to go. He must have felt it

his lips. He nodded his

"I love you, Layla!"

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

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

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

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

concern. I nodded my head and followed my wolf's instinct to

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

growl vibrated throughout his body. I ignored his anger and softly stroked his head and

And I am not going to

his glare but was feasting his glorious birth state. My wolf was drooling at his muscular body and sending me lot perverted

thought you would do that to me, Anjali. My wolf was in a rage

"Mmm-Hmm.."

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

handsome, my mate? I just want to

body shivered and I felt his growing hard against my