HAZELHis eyes darkened. “If you’re telling the truth, then there won’t be any… changes.”“Ch—changes?” I echoed, voice trembling. He couldn’t possibly be suggesting searching my naked body for signs that I had sex. I would lose my damn mind if he laid a finger on my clothed body, talk more of my nakedness.His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist. “Let me check.”“No! Don’t touch me!” I pulled back, fear shooting up my spine.But he was stronger than me. So much stronger.Easily, he yanked me off the bed and shoved me toward the wall. I struggled to get away from him, but he pinned me easily with one hand on my throat.“You’ll let me check, or I’ll make it worse.” He threatened.“Never!” I tried to kick him away but he caught my leg.“We’ll see about that,” he growled and reached for my shirt.Just then—the sounds of sirens approaching made us both freeze in place. The shrill sound rang through the house, followed by a voice being blared into a megaphone: “Attention! This is the werewo
HazelI heard the first crash moments after Alpha angrily stormed out of the cell.It seems like he’d decided to turn his entire palace upside down to prove a point when he didn’t get any tangible answers from me earlier. More glass kept shattering as he roared angrily and rained cursed on his guards for being usless. It went on for almost an hour, and every sign of his frustration sounded like music to my eyes. An inhuman growl. A thud. A snarl. More breaking.Alpha was losing his mind upstairs. And I was grinning to myself downstairs. Good.I cuddled myself on the small bed I’d been given. With my knees to my chest, and head sinking into the pillow while trying my hardest to ignore the sharp sting between my thighs.Meanwhile, my body still throbbed with the memory of everything the Rossi brothers had done to me. Everything I let them do to me. The blanket around me still held faint traces of their scent, and I wished desperately for more of them. How greedy, Hazel. My subconsci
HAZEL“On your knees,” Zephyr said.I was still blushing from Xander’s compliment when I obeyed.He undid his belt, sliding it slowly until he’d freed himself. I took him into my mouth, tasting every inch of his cock and he groaned as my lips wrapped around him. He gripped my hair gently, guiding me deeper, watching every movement with hooded eyes.Behind me, Cyrus moved in. His hands grabbed my hips roughly and then—he was slamming into me. I choked on Zephyr’s length as the sudden stretch took my breath away.“Goddamn,” Cyrus hissed. “She’s dripping already.”I whimpered, throat full, body split in two as they used me—one at each end. I was in heaven once again, right in the place I’d once referred to as hell. Zephyr thrust shallowly into my mouth. “Take it. That’s right. Our perfect girl.”Cyrus was rougher, hands tight on my waist as he slammed into me with relentless force. I moaned around Zephyr, saliva dripping from my lips as the wet sound of skin slapping echoed through the
HAZELAlpha’s body lay crumpled on the floor, mouth open, and blood trickling from the side of his temple where Zephyr had knocked him out cold.For one frozen second, I just stood there staring at the stillness of it all and how surreal it felt to see the Rossi Brothers come to my rescue when I least expected it. Then I looked from one man to the other, trying to digest it all.Zephyr. Cyrus. Xander; my saviors. All three Rossi brothers stared back at me with barely restrained rage radiating from them like heat from a fire place. But it wasn’t just their rage at how Alpha locked me up that made my breath catch. It was the way they looked at me—like I was theirs.Cyrus stepped forward, reaching deep into his pocket, “you should drink this, you’ll need your strength.”When he pulled out his hand, he was holding a pocket sized bottle of multivitamins, the kind I was familiar with because it always gave me the perfect energy boost after hours of going from one meeting to another. Even
HAZELI didn’t know how long I’d been in this hellhole.There were no windows, no drop of sunlight, and no clocks, just silence and a creepy dim light that flickered over my head. It was what I envisioned hell to be like; a dark, timeless, and hopeless prison.Pissed at my father for using me as a bargaining chip, I sat on the floor with my back against the wall, wondering how I could repay him in equal folds for ruining my life. But nothing came to mind. How could I even form a coherent thought when I hadn’t eaten since I’d been locked up? The first food tray they shoved through the door went untouched. And so would several others. I had no intention of ever eating anything he gave me. Besides, I didn’t need to eat to ruin that bastard. Just as I was imagining ways to ruin him, the door scrapped open to reveal the devil himself. Alpha stepped in like he wasn’t the reason I was in this hole. Like he was stopping by for a casual chat. Like he was anything but a warden of my destru
HAZELAs badly as I wanted to, I didn’t cry in the car.Not once.Not when my lips were quivering. Not when my eyes were stinging. Not when the driver kept glancing at me with subtle question in his eyes through the rearview mirror. Not when I caught the reflection of my pride crumbling.Not even when the guard at the gate asked if I was okay in that cautious tone that told me the news had spread already.I ignored him and the odd looks from all the starves and stormed in my main doors of my father’s house, stormed through the corridors like I wasn’t coming apart inside, and marched straight to my father’s study to demand answers.As I pushed the door open, I started my rant. “Have you seen the videos circulating? This is the reason why I didn’t want to marry an uncultured man like Alpha! Who humilaties their bethrothed in pub—”And then I stopped.Because Alpha was already there.He had a lazy and tight expression on his face where he was seated across from my father, legs crossed li