4. Friends of the past part One
. . . "I see the dress fits you perfectly. I had to go down a few sizes considering how much weight you've lost," Diana said with a smile as she entered my room, catching me off guard. I turned my head away from the window where I had been lost in thought, contemplating my problems. I stared at Diana without responding to her comment. She used to be my best friend, my sister, but now I was supposed to be her personal slave. Diana had become even more beautiful since the last time I saw her. She had matured into a woman, losing her girlish figure and demeanor. Her presence exuded strength, and she carried herself with confidence, as if seeking to assert dominance. I couldn't tell if it was intentional or if it had simply become a part of her over the years. Regardless, there was no need for her to dominate me. I was nothing, no one. There was no need to display power to a girl who had nearly lost her connection to her wolf. Diana's blonde hair was more golden than I remembered. Her skin sparkled as sunlight streamed through the window. Diana was incredibly beautiful - tall, elegant, and powerful. Seeing her made me self-conscious. I was the opposite of Diana in every way. I felt weak and broken, trapped without hope. Diana stared at me, considering her words. I struggled to control my emotions. I wanted to scream at her for abandoning me, never checking on me in the dungeons, letting the pack members treat me like trash, enduring humiliation, pain, and regular sexual assaults by Sean. I wanted to hate her, but I couldn't. She wasn't the cause of my misfortune. She wasn't my father or responsible for me being born into my family. She wasn't to blame for anything. Still, I was angry at her for abandoning me. One day she called me her sister and best friend, and the next she cast me out like a stranger. But I was grateful. For the first time in three years, I slept in a comfortable bed, bathed without interruption, and chose clothes freely. I did little things that were once normal in my life, and for that, I was thankful. I wanted to hug her, but I knew to keep my distance. We were friends in the past, but now we were master and servant, at least for now. So, I stayed in place, waiting for her to finally speak. "You are not a prisoner in my house," she finally said. "You can roam around the place, but sadly, you must not stray too far from the vicinity. My father would not be pleased," she added, a look of sadness on her face as she spoke. She pitied me. She pitied what I had become. I knew I looked pitiful, but I never imagined that Diana would see me that way in this lifetime. "Thank you Di– Mistress," I lowered my head, biting my lips from the mistake I had just made "Anna!" She sighed before continuing "You can address me as Diana, we used to be best of friends" "Used," I muttered venomously. A bitter taste filled my mouth as a tear trickled down my cheek. Thankfully, my head was bowed, sparing Diana from seeing the pain in my eyes. I desperately wanted her to embrace me and allow myself cry out my pain on her shoulder. I longed for my best friend, but I was too scared to admit it. I feared rejection. Surely, Diana had made many friends while I was imprisoned. She had moved on with her life, and it pained me to know that. "Okay," I replied meekly but I did not have the boldness to look her in the face. "Your hair is longer, beautiful," Diana said, surprising me with her outward compliment. It had been a while since I had received a positive comment on my appearance, apart from the vulgar ones Sean filled my ears with while using my body. "Thank you," I finally said, looking at her face. My black hair was indeed long, reaching my butt, but the texture was wild and unkempt. I hadn't had the privilege of visiting a salon for three years. That was another privilege I had just remembered losing. It's strange how, in captivity, we start to cherish the little things we once took for granted. For example, I hadn't seen a movie in three years, nor had I listened to a single song. I wished I was human, I would have been living a normal and simple life, not that humans had it all easy but they get to have choices on how they led their lives, humans wouldn't have to be punished for the mistakes of their father, every man faced his own puni for his sins, if I was a human by now I would be in college, dating a random guy , partying every other weekends and making sure I maintained my grades, if I were to be a human ,I would be free. Freedom, it felt like a foreign word every time it rang in my head. If I am able to leave this place eventually, I will lead a normal life, no mate, no pups but just me blending with the humans. My wolf side would suffer and eventually disappear but maybe I was selfish, I was not much of a werewolf now thanks to the wolfsbane, it wouldn't be that much of a difference would it?. "What are my duties Mistress?" I asked, there was no need in mending whatever bond we had, things would never go back to the way they used to be, I have to move on from how things used to be in the past and look towards the future and what I could possibly make of my life, at this point I don't crave acceptance from my pack nor do I crave friendship from Diana either, all I wanted was my freedom, a chance to start a new life far, far away from here.Friends of the past Two... "I want you to call me Diana, Anna not mistress or madam or whatsoever. You are not my slave, I know a lot has happened but we are still friends are we not?" There was a quiver in her words like she was the one that was dealing with a broken heart and a broken life. "I can't mistress" I declared, I truly couldn't, it was not about my pride or anything else, rather I was embarrassed at the situation, I cannot simply act like three years had not breeze past us and I had not been locked up for three years in the same pack she lived in. "We are not friends, not anymore, so I cannot call you by your name Madam " I added though each words felt like a dagger to my chest Diana immediately grabbed my hands, enclosing them in hers. But almost as soon as it happened, I pulled my hands away from her and took a few steps back, creating distance between us. I bowed my head down once again. "What happened to you?" She asked and my head immediately snapped back up,
The mate dance part One ... I never imagined that in this lifetime I would witness the RedSand pack buzzing with such activity. The preparation for the Mate Dance was treated as if the president of the country or the Alpha King himself was gracing our presence. Alpha Samuel spared no expense to ensure that the Mate Dance Ceremony would go flawlessly. Pack workers scurried around in a frenzy, creating a chaotic scene. Fortunately, as Diana's appointed personal servant, I was spared the burden of working on the preparations for the grand event. Instead, I utilized whatever free time I had from attending to Diana's needs to plan my escape from this place. Although Diana rarely assigned me tasks, I had to create them for myself to avoid arousing suspicion among the pack members. Diana was kind, but the rest of the pack was not, and I refused to let her generosity lead me to greater harm in the future—assuming I didn't succeed in escaping on the night of the event. I struggled hard t
The Mate dance part two...I smiled weakly as Diana's words touched me, like a mother comforting her child. Diana was truly motherly, and she would eventually be a good mother to her pups. It's funny how we were both the same age, but she seemed to have advanced psychologically over these three years. "Thank you," I said, tears glistening in my eyes, but I held them back. I would not cry anymore for my predicament. My freedom was here, and I would take it. "No need to thank me. You deserve more than I can offer, Anna," Diana cooed, her eyes shone with sincerity. **** Maybe choosing to shop with Diana was a wrong idea. I had imagined that tailing Diana around the pack would be tiring, but I stand to be corrected. Shopping with Diana was proving to be even more challenging. But as challenging as it was, it brought delight to my soul as I watched Diana giggle over every dress that caught her eye. "You have to try this one," that was the nth time Diana had said to me as she pushed
A glitch in my story . . . The moment was finally here. I was extremely tense, but I was still doing a good job of hiding it from Diana, who still had not suspected a thing, even till now. I silently praised my perseverance. Diana was busy gushing about how perfect everything in the field where the mate dance was to be held looked, and truthfully, it was breathtaking. It looked like a wedding in the forest, except it was not a wedding but still a celebration of love when mates find each other. A part of me wished I could fully be part of the mating ceremony. I could put on that blue dress in complete happiness as I awaited my other half. Instead I feigned happiness while I was seated patiently, all dressed up in the beautiful blue dress, while Diana painted my face to what she called perfection. I was yet to see her final work on my face "Perfect!" Diana exclaimed as she finally stepped away, allowing me to look at myself in the mirror beside me. "So, what do you think?" she a
A glitch in my story part two ... "Oh my goodness! Is that you, Louisiana?" Luna Tamara almost screamed. I was confused. Was she just noticing my presence? She made sure to ignore me when I served them in the dining halls. "Good evening, Luna Tamara," I calmly bowed. "Wow, I haven't seen you in ages. You have made yourself scarce around the pack after your father's death," she said, and I stared at her blankly, even more confused. Have I made myself scarce? Or has the pack made sure that I am always scarce by imprisoning me? I wanted to scream at her, but I couldn't. "I was ashamed of my father's sin," I replied, biting my lips so hard that they almost bled. "Your father's sins are not yours to bear," she replied, and I grew even more confused. Was she not aware of what I have been going through in the pack? "Enough of your pain, my dear. You should be happy now," she added, and my heart broke. "Enough, Tamara. Let the girl be," the Alpha finally stepped in, cutting short the
Alpha Kaden's Torture part one . . . I feel myself falling, the world spinning before my eyes, and then I feel nothing. I succumb to the darkness, embracing it like a mother embraces her child, until I feel nothing. My head feels heavy as I try to open my eyes. The light from the light bulb shines brightly into my eyes, causing a sharp pain in the front of my head. It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the light, and when they do, it almost feels like they're going to pop out of their sockets. How did I end up back here? Why am I lying on my bed in Diana's house? Who brought me here? I calm myself down and try to piece everything together. My brain isn't working as fast as I would like, but I patiently wait for the pieces to form. I remember being by the river, where I had decided to take a rest for a few minutes before continuing my run. It was a big mistake on my part, one that I now realize. If I hadn't stopped, I might not have been caught by Alpha Kaden. Alpha K
Alpha Kaden’s torture part two... "No!" I weakly cry out. By this time, my pants are already off. He roughly penetrates me with his fingers, causing me immense pain as he moves rapidly and violently. "Sean was right, you are tight, so beautiful," he says as he adds more fingers, while I scream. My screams must have become loud enough that he covers my mouth with his hand. He removes his hands from inside me and proceeds to remove his trousers, still holding me down so I can't escape. I see his genitals, and my eyes widen. I don't want this. I want death, but not this kind of pain before I die. I wanted to leave this world with my dignity intact, the only thing I've been able to keep all these years. "Please, Williams," I beg as tears stream down my face. Just as I feel his genitals at the entrance, the door suddenly opens, falling to the ground, and an angry, half-transformed wolf emerges, throwing William away from me. "How dare you?" Alpha Kaden growls, shaking violently. "Sh
A beginning I had not hoped for . . . The ride felt incredibly slow and lengthy, and I wondered how far the Blood-sun pack actually was. The Blood-sun pack was the pack of the north, respected and feared for their numbers and strength. I had never been to any other pack apart from my home pack since the day I was born, and I never imagined I would. Even though there was a possibility of my mate belonging to another pack, I had always imagined I would be mated to a pack warrior if it had not been for William being my mate. I had hoped my pack warrior mate would choose to stay with me. Selfish, I know, but I was young and did not want to imagine a life away from my pack and my loved ones. Well... how life has changed. In fact, I was living without my pack. The loved ones I had once feared to depart from were the first to depart from me. I was slowly taking another step in the journey of my life. It was a new beginning, though not the beginning I had hoped for. I had to see it thro