Dahlia's POVI hear the sound of my heart breaking into pieces in disappointment.Somehow he gives me the worst answer. He not only lies but also endorses Jared himself. Not even giving me Jared’s head like the sex-swayed tyrant Jared took him for.Goodbye, Damon Hayes.I nod, unable to look him in the eyes again. I can’t trust them anymore, no matter how soulful they are.“Dahlia, let go of your pack’s tragedy,” Damon suddenly says, pinching my chin with two fingers to make me look at him, “It’s not something you can handle.”I curve my lips sorrowfully: “I guess not.”I can’t handle this man. I can’t defeat him the right way. I can’t even help falling in love with him when he did such horrible things. But I can’t live like this either.I’ll die with you, Damon Hayes. Next life, let’s hope we won’t be assigned as mates.“Dahlia--” With a hesitant look, he opens his mouth again but I’m not listening anymore. He had his chance.“Enough work talks,” I poke my head forward and brush my l
Dahlia’s POV“You promised to be gentle tonight!” I kick the man who is basically biting me all over like some big reckless dog.“When?!” Damon raises his head to glance me with a perfect innocent, then he dives right back to my body to plant his sharp, stingy strawberries on my stomach like the most hard-working farmer ever!I wanted to make that request. I guess I forgot?But not everyone has muscles like his stone-made ones that don’t feel pain, okay?!I did want to give him a good time, and I think I did it too well. The Alpha came right in my mouth when he lasted not even half of the time when he tortured me in the little black room.Apparently, that pissed him off.And the big dog is hiding his red ear tips by burying his steaming face on me with more torture!“No, not there!” I grab his hair when he moves his lips south. I don’t see it being enjoyable at all if he uses his iron clamps on my lips down there.“You don’t want it?” Damon looks shocked, “It’s the best thing ever, I
Dahlia’s POVThe dagger cut into him like a laser into tofu.Silver kills our heightened cells. Instantly.I will never forget the hurt in his eyes when the dagger pierced into him. It’s not pain from the wound, it’s from his bleeding soul.“Bold!” Damon snarls as he jerks up, pressing me under him with his fingers around my neck. I close my eyes to embrace my death but it doesn't happen.I don’t know if it’s because of the tear that dropped from my eyes, but Damon backed off the bed, one hand pressed on his ribs—I missed his heart by an inch.I don’t know how I would have missed it. I aimed for his heart. I aimed for his death and mine. I would have died with him before the pack could condemn me. But I missed it.“So this is what you wanted from me…my life.” With a dreadful tone, Damon leans on the dresser, his move almost elegant. You can barely tell he is bleeding badly and weakening even faster.“I’m sorry…” I burst into tears. I couldn't feel the mate bond, but I feel like I do.
Dahlia’s POV Damon left, wounded but neatly dressed. He took everything with him. The bloody clothes, the dagger, the file of my land. I only pull myself up when my limbs are numb from the coldness. I pull out a gown to wrap around my numb body. The luxury piece just feels off for some reason, and I couldn’t seem to make it right. The room is empty again. It’s not empty empty because all the furniture and things are still here. But it’s empty now. The heat of the moment is gone. My homeland is taken. And I’m pretty sure I just lost any chance with my mate. It’s the same room, yet I feel more lonely and colder than ever. Because he is gone. It doesn’t quite sink in that I just stabbed the Alpha. The most infamous ruler of all packs. The devil himself. Not even when he left with a cold warning. Until Lola comes. It’s only minutes after I put myself under the cover with the uncomfortable gown, shivering instead of sleeping, Lola barges in. “You are so dead!” She charges at me wi
Dahlia’s POV “Let go of me! Let go!” I shrill at the top of my lungs as Lola drags me out of the wine cellar. I didn’t know where I was kept, but I have little mind to care now because I have a much more urgent problem-- “I can’t breathe! The sun! The sun is burning me!” The hot, bright beams of the sun glue on my skin, and I can feel my skin melting like under acid! I’m a sinner! I will forever belong only in darkness! I can’t bear the sun! “Stop with your raving!” Lola keeps her iron claw on my arm so tightly I think her goal is to break it in half, “The Alpha demanded you.” She wants me to walk past the hundred yards from my prison to the main building. She wants me to melt under the sun! Fear of the sun gives my dying body one last shot of adrenalin and I scream as I try to claw and kick, anything to put distance between me and the woman who hates me to the guts. She raises her hand to slap me but it doesn’t land -- Barke stops her. “She is not worth getting yourself punishe
Dahlia’s POVWalking down the red-carpeted aisle, I realize the whole mansion has been neatly decorated. Unlike some cheesy, on-the-surface Christmas accessories, they polished everything shiny and added only nuances of ornaments, but done elegantly.Only after three days, and for the second time I don’t recognize my life.Right, the League’s delegation.I don’t know what kind of a “final inquiry” the League needs from Damon, but surely his injury is not making it easy.Guilt forms a lump behind my throat.Standing on the side of the now resplendent lobby, I feel only incompatible in the long sleeves and thick jeans, plus a pair of old cheap leather shoes I borrowed from Ava that’s forcing its shape on my feet.Damon wouldn’t be pleased to see me like this.He is too pretty to stand beside me right now.“Maybe I should change,” I whisper to Lola, “You said you don’t want me to upset the Alp--”“Shut up!” Lola hisses at me, “They are coming!”Who are “they”?I look up with a pounding h
Dahlia’s POVI thought he was throwing me back to where he found me. How naive was I.He is not done with his revenge yet.Turns out there is a dormitory for Omegas working in the mansion. It’s a small two-floor on the opposite corner of the main building, right on the edge of the forest.When they dragged me all the way over I thought I was going to suffocate. I fainted mid-way, and only heard what happened from Ava.Thank God Ava was there.She was taking care of me when I woke up to more bruises and cuts all over me. Only after half a day and I’m back to where I was when Lola pulled me out of the wine cellar. Or maybe worse.I had Damon to look forward to before. Now I don’t.“You don’t have to take care of me anymore,” I murmur to Ava, unable to even lift my arm as she carefully cleans my wounds with a cotton bud, “I’m also a slave now.”Ridiculous how I never felt like a slave when I really was a sex slave. But now I do.“The Alpha made me your maid, and I won’t stop taking care
Dahlia’s POVIt’s so annoying to wake up with a start!Every inch of my body feels sour and in pain, and they all wake up as well when I do.I cover my head with the smelly sheet and soon can’t breathe, but I don’t want to open my eyes to the noisy, smelly morning in the dorm. The Omegas all got up and are now hurrying around the room with towels on their shoulders. Their sleepers dragged on the floor.I know I can’t complain, so I just sit up with my head buried in my arms, trying to fully wake up without letting my morning fume out.“Who’s this?” A girl notices me. They didn’t pay attention last night. Ava walks up and sends them off soon.I don’t know how to deal with them.I have talked to Omegas as the princess of the pack, and I have talked to them as the sex slave of the Alpha. Both times I was in a higher position.I was taken to Damon’s pack after that bloody night, and was thrown into the Omega’s street to be a slave. But I never was one. The first night I wandered around am