Chapter 50 - Sailles (1/2)

This was a cold, barren, and desolate gaze.

There was neither emotion nor recognition.

There was nothing left of the fiery, shine, and glow he had been attracted to. There was nothing of the girl he knew.

The person in front of him certainly had her appearance and soul, but she was no longer felt like the same girl.

He knew that if he dared to cross her, the anomaly in front of him would not hesitate to slaughter him in an instant.

'What is going on? Why does she feel so different? And what happened to the bond? Surely, with the mate-bond binding us together, she would not be able to bring herself to harm me, right? How could she be so drastically different?'

Luke's mind was in great turmoil as he confusedly looked at the girl before him.

He was not afraid of her hurting him as he had enough confidence in his strength to counter her every strike. However, it was the very idea that she could even attack him itself that unsettled him.

Because such a matter was not possible with the bond-mate. At least, as far as he knew from his thousand years of experience, such a thing was impossible!

Since the mate bond was a blessing privy only to the werewolves, none of the other races knew of its affects on the other individual involved.

But he knew because he had been researching for hundreds of years on the werewolves bond. He kidnapped and ambushed werewolves and creatures of other races that formed something in semblance to a bond and experimented on them in his red room.

Moreover, for the past thousands of years, he had never once experienced or encountered an incident of a werewolf getting attacked by his own mate.

So, the thought of his mate attacking him, made him feel as if the bond was not as strong as it should have been.

Or not complete.

There was also the matter of her behavior and cold attitude towards him.

'Does this mean the bond is not as strong as the one she had with the werewolf or is it not even formed at all?'

He had not seen her behave in the same way with the werewolf, the way she was behaving with him. In fact, she seemed to have been more than welcoming with her bond to the wolf.

'So, why is she behaving like this with me?' He thought dejectedly, perplexed and confused, his dark gaze gleaming with impending wrath.

In the end, he could not understand what was going on, or what had gone wrong.

Unbeknownst to Luke, his mate-bond with Versailles was truly not complete, just as he had suspected.

When Versailles and Ramose completed their bond, their souls fused together, transforming into a black wolf with purple eyes and flame tail.

However, there was a crack in Luke and Versailles souls, looking more like a black mass cloaked over a dull red ball than fusion and transformation of their souls.

That crack not only prevented the two from forming a perfect mate-bond and becoming soulmates, it was also the only thread holding the girl's sanity.

That tiny radiance of light was the thread preventing her from descending into a world of madness and darkness.

A world of pure evil.

The bond was incomplete, but as Luke perceived as well, Versailles really was no longer Versailles.

Because even though the black mass did not succeed in turning her evil, it succeeded in influencing her true nature.

Seeing the man not responding, the girl gave him a disdainful and disgusted look before directly walking past him, exploring the mansion on her own.

Luke watched her receding back, not sure on how to react.

But a short moment later, she reappeared with displeasure on her face.

Luke immediately walked forward, standing in her path until she looked up at him.

”You did not say. How are you feeling now?” He gently asked.

'I gotta be patient. Maybe she is in a bad mood after everything she went through. I have got to be patient.'

He chanted in his mind, patiently looking at her with a gentle gaze.

But the girl did not respond. Instead, she stared at him in confusion.