Crystina’s POV
“Let’s go downstairs for dinner,” He stretched his hand out at me, I stared at his large palm for a few seconds before I shook my head.
“No, thank you. I’m not really hungry,” I replied. That was a lie, I was famished. I wasn’t even able to eat lunch because of the news I heard at the cafeteria but I would rather fast than eat dinner with him.
I can’t believe I let him hug me like that before moving away. More than that, I can’t believe I almost kissed him. Thanks to Rolf who saved me from that moment. Even though Rolf is a devil’s advocate and first son, I still have him to thank for saving me from losing the last thing that I can hold on to; my body. I know I’ve lost my dignity, pride, and reputation since moving to Moon Valley Pack but the last thing that I can hold onto was my body and if I let loose to Luka, he would also take that away from me and I would hate myself for that.
I know I’m here because he needed retribution for his father’s death and it’s possible that sleeping with me was one of his plans. The best thing I can do is not let him have his way with me. I would rather die than let him touch me.
“Do you hate me that much that you can’t stand to have dinner with me?” He asked, surprising me again for the umpteenth time tonight. He was acting different, this wasn’t the Luka that I knew years ago and this scares me. I want to know what his plans are.
“No, Alpha,”
He laughed. “Good then. If that isn’t the case, then come downstairs with me, let’s have dinner,” He suggested and I nodded, not having much of a choice anyway.
“Yes, Alpha,”
Reluctantly, I followed after him. I was so deep in thought that I didn’t notice when he suddenly stopped on the way. My body collided against his back and I quickly took a step back once I realized what I’d done. He also turned around to look at me and before he could stare at me, I looked away.
“I’m sorry, Alpha,” I apologized instantly.
“Walk ahead of me, Star,” Star? What was that? I quickly nodded and walked ahead of him. I was suddenly so conscious of myself. I was curious about what he could be doing behind me. Could he be laughing at me? Or plotting how to stab me from behind.
I wouldn’t be surprised if he pushed me down the stairs, I knew just how much his hatred for me was deeply rooted in his heart. Would he actually do it? Push me down the stairs? My heart was in my mouth the whole trip down the stairs. Even if it was just a few steps that took a few seconds, it felt like an eternity to me. When we got to the dining area, I took a turn, ready to walk into the kitchen and eat but a hand suddenly stopped me. Luka held my hand and pushed me towards the table.
“I always eat in the kitchen,” I protested, hoping he’ll let me go to where I was supposed to be.
“Not anymore, Tina. You should eat at the dining table from now on, understood?”
No! I didn’t understand a word that he said, why was he doing this? Why was he torturing me mentally like this?
“I’m not used to this, I shouldn’t, and I have to eat…”
He interrupted me. “If you don’t shut up, sit your pretty ass on this table right now, I’ll kiss you,” As soon as my brain processed those words, I obediently sat on the chair that he has pulled out. In silence, we ate dinner. He kept asking me to eat more but I shook my head, refusing his offer. I was okay with the little that I’d eaten, if I ate more, I would throw up. Sitting to eat with him was enough to make me lose my appetite.
Right after dinner, Luka went out and I retired to my room. I was not only physically exhausted but mentally tired as well. I wasn’t ready for whatever drama that Luka had going on. Whatever his plans are for me are making me scared to the bone. Soon enough, I slept off.
I found myself in front of a huge house. It was the pack house that I’d lived in with my family ten years ago. The house with the symbol of the white crown. As I looked around me, I saw an older man walking in my direction. He was holding a sword in his hand and as I squinted my eyes to see his face, he said,
“Hey, Star baby,”
“Daddy,” I yelled as I recognized my father’s voice I ran towards my father and hugged him tightly/ “Where have you been daddy, I’ve missed you,”
“I missed you more, baby. You should take good care of yourself, I’ll always be here with you,” He placed his hand on my chest.
“Why can’t I see you?”
“You don’t have to see me, Child. You just have to feel it. I love you,”
“If you really love me, then why did you abandon me? Why did you leave me alone, daddy? Why?”
“You should go with him,” he suddenly pointed to someone behind me. When I turned to see who it was, it was Luka, with his signature smirk on my face.
“What did I tell you, Crystina, you can never escape from me?”
I almost stumbled to the floor in fear. When I turned back to call my daddy, he was not there anymore.
“DADDY!” I screamed.
I jerked up from my sleeping position and heaved a deep sigh of relief when I realized it was just a dream. A deep frown etched on my face once I remembered how I’d dreamt about Luka. Why will I dream of him of all people?
I checked the clock and saw it was almost seven thirty in the morning. I quickly stood up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom to get ready for the day. If I arrived at school late, I would be made the scapegoat for the rest of the year. I practically ran through my morning chores and down the stairs once I was ready to leave.
“You should wear something thicker, Crystina, it’s snowing outside,” Miss Mary suggested. I smiled and shook my head.
“I don’t have anything thicker than this, Miss Mary,” I answered. She was actually the only person who cared that much anyways.
“Would you mind wearing mine then?” She asked. It wasn’t the first time she would give me her clothes to wear so I wasn’t surprised. Usually, I do collect her thick clothes from her to wear and return them when I get back from school but this wasn’t the case, Alpha Luka was back and he wouldn’t like the fact that she was helping me.
“Don’t worry about me, Miss Mary, I’ll be fine,” I told her.
“Are you sure about that?” I nodded, assuring her that I’ll be fine. Moreover, I would be late for class if care isn’t taken.
“Come back home from school early, don’t stay out too late,” She advised as I walked out through the front door.
Once I walked out at the door, I regretted not taking her down jacket. I almost froze from the first wind that blew on my face.
I was so deep in thought that I didn’t notice when a car drove by and suddenly, the car stopped and moved back slowly towards me. I also stopped walking, scared of what would happen next. The car stopped right beside me and the window swiveled down to reveal the driver. Fear gripped me as Luka’s face came into my line of vision.
Paige's POV "I didn't expect to see your face again or even see you marked by my brother," I rolled my eyes as I decided to ignore Carter no matter what. Gabriel and I together with Azel arrived at the palace two seconds ago and I'm so unfortunate the person who came to meet us at the door was no one else but mother fucking Carter. "Hello to you, Carter," I said with a fake big smile. "I know that smile is fake, Paige. You can't fool me," "Maybe you should stop stressing the girl out so much," Azel advised. We hadn't even walked into the palace yet because of Gabriel. Gabriel was speaking to a woman on the far end side of ours. "Aww, don't get too jealous, Paige. He marked you already, he can't jump to another woman just like that," "You're a pandemic," I told him. He wasn't just an arch nemesis to Gabriel, he was a problem to everyone around him except Azel. I've been thinking of so many ways to get rid of him and I just couldn't come up with something that'll kill
Paige's POV"Do you want me to come over there?" Crystina asked from the other end of the line. I shook my head as if she could see me.After several days of mopping and locking myself in my room, I found the courage to call my parents and I asked them to tell me the truth and not leave any stone unturned. Even though they were both adamant at first, my mother cracked first. She told me she had begged my father not to do it but he didn't listen. My father didn't talk to me even after I was done talking to my mom and I didn't care. They lied to me all my life, they made me hate a different person, they almost made me leave Gabriel and made an innocent person apologize for the sins his father didn't commit. I asked them not to contact me anymore. I told my mother she should be rest assured that I'll be fine because it's obvious I'll be safer with the Lucien's brothers than with my own family. "You don't have to. Moreover, we'll be leaving for the palace in a day," I replied Crystina
Paige's POV "Lucien didn't do it," Carter said. He picked up a grape from the fruit bowl, ate one, and offered me the next one. I shook my head. "Who did?" He shrugged. "I wasn't really particularly interested in the story because it would've been more interesting if they'd said my father did it," I clenched my teeth. His answer wasn't what I wanted and his words were beginning to piss me off. "Carter, who did?" "Why do I think you're angry? I can smell your anger," "Because I need a fucking answer," I yelled."It was you, right? You're the girl in the story," "That's none of your business, I just need an answer," "No wonder that bastard hasn't marked you yet. He's probably stalling from marking a wolfless bitch," I clamped my lips together, forcing myself to swallow whatever it is I wanted to say. "Listen, Carter. You can keep the tale, I don't want to know," I turned, ready to leave again. "What happened to you was tragic," It was his game and the little time I'd spent
Paige's POV"Someone looks ready for training," Gabriel teased as I walked down the stairs. I was in my training gear already excited for the training. How could someone be so excited about getting exhausted and sweaty? That someone is me by the way. I know it's going to be hard but I'm ready in every way. I've been training for a month already and I get stronger each time. "I guess," I shrugged. I walked past him to pick up a bottle of water from the fridge. When I turned back to look at him, I caught him staring at my ass. Since the last time, we haven't made an attempt to make out not to talk about having sex. It's not like the spark died because I could still feel the sexual tension between us but I believe something else changed in Gabriel. I can't know what's going through his head but it's a lot sometimes and he acts on it. He thinks I'll break if he touched me. If I want him, I have to pull him in myself. "Quit staring at my ass, commander," He gave a small smile and looked
Paige's POVI tried to wrap my head around what Gabriel meant by his words and I couldn't bring myself to find an answer to that. I was shocked by his words and I couldn't understand it. I've been playing with Azel because he was too busy to have my time and I didn't want to be a bitch by demanding his attention every time. "What are you talking about, Gabriel?" He clicked his tongue. "You don't want me around you. Don't try to deny it, Piage," I had to interrupt him at that point. "That's not true, Gabriel. You've been busy and I didn't want to be an additional problem by complaining," "You've been giving your attention to Azel. You don't even look at me when I come home either in the day or at night," "That's because you don't stay for more than five minutes when you come home during the day and at night, you come home late. I try to stay awake and wait for you but you just never come," He stared at me, ran his hand into his hair, and slumped into his chair. "I stay for five
Paige's POV"Get off my path, you demon," I yelled at Azel as I tabbed the game console with more anger. He was growling, yelling back at me. "Move your ass, you're not a snail for fuck sake, Princess," I snarled at him and he winked. I still don't understand how I get so worked up about these games and Azel can still compose his shit to look like gold. Two weeks have passed since Gabriel and I declared how important we were to each other. He's been busy at the Pack, rarely having time for me. Still, I always wake up to breakfast that he made while the chef he hired fixes dinner for me. Most times, when I wake up in the morning, he's gone and I don't even have the privilege to see him before bed. I miss him so much but I didn't want to complain and act like a clingy mate so I shut my trap and let him do whatever he wanted. Sometimes, I would sneak into the training ground in the early hours of the morning to watch him train with the others and when I'm satisfied with his looks, I'