Novels by adeolaae1

Athena's POV I was unconscious for half a day, then woke up with a throbbing headache. Raphael had nearly slapped a concussion into me because I dropped Isabella's luggage. The imprint of his hand was still there outlining just how deeply he had hit me, the worst part was that he had not even bothered to check if it was intentional or not-it was was but still- all that mattered to him was that I had made a mistake and I had to be punished. I looked around my surroundings, taking note of the boxes and haphazardly tossed about household items that had regarded dust and cobwebs.There was a sad little window that was the only source of light for the room, and then a door that was the only way out. But it was locked and I banged on the door for as long as my malnourished body could manage before sliding off the dusty surface down to the floor. I remained there until I was nudged by a plate of food; if I could be so generous to call it that. It was a stale piece of bread, with visi

Athena's povMy brain was doing mental gymnastics, trying to figure out who was coming to visit the infamous Alpha; Raphael had very few friends, as one would expect from a man with minimal trust and a temper shorter than a baby's pinky finger. It took a load of generosity of the words ‘friends’ to place it on those he had not yet tagged as his enemies. Yet the entire Pack House was turned upside down, every corner was swept, decorations were hung and it didn't make any other little changes that made the entire place glow up. As noon drew closer I found him constantly checking his watch, his head would flick over about 80 times per minute, then he would make a call in a hushed tone repeating the process again. Now my curiosity was spiked, who was he so eager to meet?I met the answer to my question about half an hour later, a car smoothly drove into the packhouse ground through the high still gates that had been thrown wide open and invitingly. Unlike most guests, I noticed tha

Athena's pov My eyes were clouded by the remains of sleep when I looked at him, not fully accessing the danger I had stepped into. “Raphael?” However I became fully alert when he pressed the burning tip of his cigar on my arm, a searing pain shot through my body from that spot.In an instant I was awake and upright, breathing heavily as I tried to grasp what. just happened to me. Raphael pushed forward and grabbed my chin squeezing it and his hand applying enough pressure to do everything but completely shutter my jaw bone. “A worthless piece of trash like you is going to bed before me, who do you think you are?”I sniffled, trying to formulate words why my mouth was still trapped between his aching grip, and failing to do so which only compounded his anger. He threw me at the bed, my back knocking against the headboard, I cried out and curled up on the bed. “Raphael, I'm sorry please–” He got on the bed and threw a punch at my face.“Haven't I warned you never to call me by my

Athena's povWhatever was left of my pride meant nothing to me when I heard the cage being mentioned, I cried tears in my eyes and begged my meat to spare me from that experience again.“Please…anything else but the cage,” the more the tears around my eyes the more his smile grew even larger and larger by the second, as if he was feeding off of my pain. My pleas fell on deaf ears. A silver cage was brought to his office, it was the size for a large dog, but as a full-grown woman when I was shoved in I had to bunch up my legs and hands together to fit in. It was a claustrophobic nightmare, but even that would have been more tolerable if this was the extent of his cruelty. It wasn't. Since I was indicated he would intentionally schedule meetings with high ranking wolves so that they could come and see me there, trapped inside like a lower life form. The tears wouldn't stop, sometimes I was looked upon with pity but most of the time they would laugh at me, to think that Luna was bein

Athena's pov“I'm sorry, Luna Athena, the pregnancy results came out negative,” I took the envelope with shaky fingers, licking my top lip nervously, wetting it as rapid thoughts spiraled through my mind.“Are you sure this wasn't a mistake?” I asked the pack doctor desperately. “I haven't seen my flow for 2 months now, I was sure–”“It's not a mistake,” He affirmed with a hint of impatience. “I've already done this test for you three times, every time it's negative because you're not pregnant,”His words felt like a death sentence, my fingers reached for the closest thing, his oak desk. The rims of my eyes burned with unshed tears.“What will I tell the Alpha?” I whispered, my heart slowing down.“What else can you tell him? The truth,” the pack doctor said dismissively, " I pushed myself up to my feet, they nearly gave out under me.“Don't overthink it, this is probably why you have not been able to get pregnant and why you have not been seeing your monthly flow. Stress can be a hug