Allister's words echoed through my mind, causing my hands to become slick with sweat. I couldn't comprehend how he had learned about my scent-controlling pills. Did he divulge my secret to Daruis? No, he didn't; otherwise, Daruis would have punished me already. Allister locked his gaze on me, waiting for my response. He asked if I had told Daruis, implying that he hadn't revealed my secret. I was on the brink of a panic attack. I wasn't mentally or physically prepared to end Allister's life or to silence him permanently. I froze, realizing that this could be the end for me. Daruis wouldn't forgive me for deceiving him, let alone choosing me, a lone wolf, as his mate.I tried to steady my breathing and gather my thoughts, but my mind was in turmoil.Allister's scrutinizing stare made me feel exposed and vulnerable. I wished I could disappear into thin air and escape this nightmare. I longed to be back in the comfort of my own territory, where I could control my surroundings and be safe
As I stepped out of the room, my heart was pounding against my chest, and I could feel my palms getting clammy. The fear of getting caught was overwhelming, but I had no other choice. I had to escape from this place, no matter what.I started walking fast in the corridor towards the exit, trying to remember the way out. Every time Alex took me to meet Darius, there was a hallway going down towards the exit, and it was always the same one. I couldn't afford to make a mistake, so I was careful with each step I took. I didn't want them to find out I was running away.Finally, I made it down the hallway, but my relief was short-lived. As I stepped out, I realized how wrong I was. It was nighttime, and all the maids were in their rooms were sleeping. I thought there would be no one to come in my way, but I could feel my heart sink as I saw them.For the longest time, I believed I was staying at Darius' pack house, but as soon as I stepped outside and surveyed my surroundings, I realized th
As the attack came from behind, my wolf instincts kicked in before I could even register what was happening. Dodging quickly, I turned to see a figure in the midst of the fog. He stood there, eyes fixed on us, and his red gaze full of anger and betrayal.I felt annoyed by his anger - how dare he be upset with us for running away? After all, we had been the ones captured and tortured by him every day. It was only natural for us to want to escape.As I looked at him, I couldn't help but wonder who he thought he was, believing he had the right to be angry with us.Did he think we would succumb to his torture and die, or did he envision us serving his wolves? The darkness made it difficult to see him clearly, and the exhaustion from running for hours had left my vision hazy. I tried to focus my eyes on him, but his figure remained shrouded in shadows. Despite the uncertainty, I knew one thing for sure - we had to find a way out of here before it was too late.My wolf and I had the strengt
I slowly opened my eyes, the haze of sleep still clouding my vision. As I surveyed my surroundings, I found myself in a dark room. I couldn't discern anything around me that would give me a clue as to where I was. The only thing I could feel was the softness of the bed beneath me, and that was enough to let me know that I was back at Daruis's mansion, lying on his infirmary bed.I tried to piece together what had happened, but my head throbbed with pain as the memories flooded back. The last thing I remembered was laying in Daruis embrace, and then everything went black. Now, I was here, in Daruis's mansion, and I had no idea how much time had passed. My heart raced with anxiety.I took a deep breath and gazed upwards, searching for a glimpse of the ceiling. It was pitch black, and I couldn't make out its shape, but I knew every inch of it. I lay still, enveloped in a serene calm, trying to convince myself that there was nothing left for me to do but accept my destiny. I had been in t
I wake up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. I know what's coming next. I try to calm myself down, to reason with myself that it won't happen again, that maybe tonight will be different, but deep down, I know it won't. It never is.And then I hear the door creak open. I hold my breath, hoping that maybe it's just my imagination playing tricks on me, but then I feel the weight of his presence in the room. I can smell his scent and feel the roughness of his hands as he reaches out to touch me."No, please don't hurt me," I plead, my voice trembling. But he doesn't listen. He never does. Instead, he laughs, a cruel, mocking sound that chills me to the bone.It's like this every night. Every night, he comes into my room and touches me, but when I resist, he beats me. I'm crying, begging him not to hurt me, but he's enjoying my screams. And I know that no one will come to help me. I'm all alone.I cower in fear as I feel his large, calloused hands striking my small, fragile body.
My heart raced as I waited for his response. The question hung in the air, heavy and ominous, as I fixed my eyes on him. I couldn't help but hope that whatever my answer would be, it would benefit me more than him.As he took a step closer to me, I instinctively took a step back, my palms beginning to sweat. I didn't know what he was going to say, but I knew it couldn't be good. I braced myself for the worst, hoping that I had the strength to handle whatever was coming my way.As I took a step back, his gaze followed me closely. Suddenly, he halted, and a smirk appeared on his face as he uttered the word, "Freedom." I felt my feet rooted to the ground, refusing to obey my command to retreat further. It was as if my entire body had betrayed me.The response from him caught me off guard, leaving me utterly stunned. The word "freedom" held a certain weight, and I couldn't quite decipher what he meant by it.The man who despised the very notion of granting freedom to those he deemed as rog
I had finally managed to catch some sleep after a long day. It was the first time I had the opportunity to sleep in my own room, and I was looking forward to a peaceful night's rest. However, my slumber was abruptly interrupted by the sound of someone knocking on my door with such force that it was as if they were trying to break it down. It had been five minutes, and the incessant banging was making me feel like I was about to lose my mind. If the person on the other side of the door didn't stop soon, I was going to lose it. I couldn't understand why someone would be knocking on my door so early in the morning, especially with such vigour. I had half a mind to ignore it and hope that they would go away, but the banging continued relentlessly, making it impossible for me to get any rest. Darius had made it clear that Alex was to provide me with everything I asked for, from clothes to food to toiletries, all in exchange for my services. It was a fair deal, but it didn't stop me from g
As I settled into the car, a deafening silence filled the air, a silence so thick that it felt like it could be cut with a knife. I stole a quick glance at the three men, sitting around me, and could feel the weight of their gaze upon me. Despite my best efforts to break the ice and initiate conversation, my attempts were met with only short and unenthusiastic responses. The car ride felt like an eternity, the awkwardness hanging over us like a dark cloud.Louise's beaming smile never faltered throughout the journey. It was clear that the setting didn't bother him in the slightest. In contrast, both Alex and I loathed it equally. The discomfort was palpable as we struggled to find a way to adapt to the situation. Despite our unease, Louise remained unwavering in his joyous demeanour, seemingly impervious to the discomfort that plagued us.There were so many cars travelling with us that it seemed unnecessary for us to be squeezed together in such a confined space. I shifted uncomfortabl