Ashley’s POV, My eyes fluttered open, and all I saw was darkness. My mouth was dry and my body was sore. A painful moan escaped my throat but couldn't escape from my chapped lips. I was weak and I could barely move. My vision was blurry and I blinked my eyes, repeatedly. Gradually, my vision became clear, but even at that, I couldn’t get a sense of anything. I was in a light plain gown, laying on something hard, perhaps a wooden bed. Attempting to adjust myself, I pricked my sore skin and moaned weakly.Immediately, someone dashed towards me and that was my father. ‘Ashley!”His gloomy eyes pierced into my soul as he whispered my name hoarsely. “Are you alright? Are you alright?” Anxiously he started checking me out, obviously relieved to see me awake. My gaze settled on my stepmother and beside her was Becca. They were both snarling at me which isn’t something new, but the new and puzzling question is 'what I’m doing here in a strange room? How did I end up here?'I gazed back
Ashley’s POV,It was a sunny morning. The rosy hues of the sun were seeping through the window. I had always hated mornings but today, I was terrified of it. I wondered what will become of me. "What exactly is my fate?" I questioned myself and tried to get through to Skylar, but she was mute. “Skylar?” I mumbled softly several times but she zoned me out and I needed no one to tell me she was angry. Sighing sadly, I looked over at Rossie who was sleeping awkwardly beside me. She was sitting on a pew, resting her head on my bed while her hair sprawled on her face. She was snoring heavily like the night was just starting. A chuckle broke out of my lips as I adjusted her properly. I felt bad for depriving her of her sleep last night. I had cried like a suckling toddler while she stuck by my side.For the next few moments, I got busy checking out my bruises. Different weird thoughts hit me as I trailed my fingers over the sores. The sores look no different from yesterday, it was st
My eyes adjusted to the sun as soon as I was out in the open. A crowd had gathered and they were waiting; waiting to scorn me.Yes, it is the trend in Moonlight Pack. Everyone is always on the lookout for the initiation, anytime anyone is demoted to a slave. This is a typical initiation. I had become a spectacle. The reality of my new status hit me hard as I stared into the mocking face of the crowd.Becca and her mother were at the forefront. My father was not in sight, Stanley wasn't in sight either, but I could feel his presence."Ahh!" I yelled as a whip descended on my shoulder. "Move!" One of the guards ordered and lashed me again. At the second whip, my dress tore exposing my flesh and a great part of my left breast.There was nothing to be ashamed of, Prince Regan already stripped me naked the previous day.My senses seemed to have become dull to pain. I was whipped at intervals and I barely felt the pain until I saw blood flowing down my dress."You look delicious, baby,"
Unknown PoV Given the number of Prince Adams' escorts, it was obvious that my scent wouldn't be made out. But my mission is one that I don't give chances. My Master's survival is the only reason for my existence. I hardly take on my wolf form but it seemed to be best suited for the mission at hand. With that thought, my transformation began. I shifted, and in no time I landed on my four limbs. My wolf was happy, I had deprived it of coming out on numerous occasions. This is because I needed to be alert. More than my wolf instincts, I needed my human instincts and perceptions to carry out my obligations. "I am sorry Sam," I said as usual but he was silent. With my cloaking technique, I concealed my scent. Not that my scent could be made out amidst the scent of almost thirty guards that were with the Prince, but like I've said, I don't give chances. With my cloaking ability, I locked my scent up within my body, it's one of my numerous supernatural abilities. Thinking about it, t
Ashley's POVI was still sleeping when my ears caught the sound of footsteps. My ears twitched and my eyes flung open. Without wasting time, I sprang to my feet taking on a defensive poise. One of my fists was drawn back and the other held a jaw bone tightly.I launched forward but my assailant dodged my attack, holding my wrists captive.I raised my leg to plunge a kick into his chest but then his face came into view, he was the guy from last night. My leg fell limply and he held my wrists tighter as I steadied my gait."Are you dumb? You almost got yourself killed! You should have talked!" I yelled and jerked my hands out of his hold.Hands in the air, he looked into my eyes and chuckled slightly before looking away."It's not funny… I mean, can't you talk? What you all know how to do is feast on others and ramble!" I yelled but he said nothing.I dropped back to my corner angrily and he maintained his position, a few steps away from me.He seemed to have been standing guard over m
Two days laterAshley's PovAlpha Simpson's guards took their position by my side, two guards on each side. They led me out of the clinic into the carriage waiting outside.I climbed into the carriage and took my seat, between guards. It was obvious that I was being escorted as an offender. I wondered where they were taking me but I did not dare to ask.The carriage passed through my father's apartment and I wish I could see him again. How I wished I had my freedom.I was surprised when we arrived at our destination, it was Alpha Simpson's residence. I never knew he would accept me into his residence.I got out of the carriage and I was led in by the guards. We were almost approaching the entrance when the guards suddenly halted, I did too.It was Alpha Simpson's eldest son, his aura was strong but not as strong as his father's and Prince Regan's. I bowed, likewise the guards."You! Lift your head!" He commanded and I knew the command was directed at me.Seeing my bruises-filled face
Ashley's POV "We can't get rid of her, she is one of Alpha Simpson's people." "What do you suggest that we do? We can't leave her to die here, let's take her to the clinic." "Clinic my foot! No way! If we do that, Alpha Simpson will get to know," someone panicked. "What a fool! Who knows she was going to do the washing after enduring such a beating." "Beating? Who beat her? Nobody touched her, understood!?" Someone yelled out loud. Their words sounded in my head while they deliberated on what to do with me. "Firstly, let's clean up her wounds, I have an idea," someone said and they gathered around me. They lifted me up and laid on something comfy. The smell of alcohol wafted into my nose, it was from the disinfectant. They cleaned up my wounds, washed my hair, and bathed me in the river. When they were done, they changed my clothes and laid me back on the bed. "She seems to have sustained some wounds before. If anything happens to her, nothing will look suspicious, nobody wil
Ashely's POV I was dragged towards the extreme end of the clinic and thrown into one of the rooms. The door was shut behind me, making me flinch. What the heck, I thought I was summoned by Alpha Simpson. He can't possibly be here. A putrid smell wafted into my nostrils and I wrung my nose. The air smelled complex but I wasn't in the shape to start analyzing the smell. The room was dark but thanks to my wolf eyes, I could see. I struggled to my feet and my gaze settled on the single bed in the room. That was when I realized that I wasn't alone. The hair on my body stood erect. With my gaze transfixed on the bed, I fell back to the floor. At a closer look, I realized that the person on the bed was motionless, he seemed to be a patient. I tried to rise to my feet but I couldn't. Fear and weariness had taken the best of me. I tried hard until I was able to stand. I let out shallow gasps as I stared back at the patient. Looking around the dark room, I swallowed the lump in my thro