تسجيل الدخولAdrian and I walked outside. We talked through things for a while. We wandered away from his home, and found ourselves walking through the streets.We talked through everything since that awful day five years ago. It took a while, we wandered for hours.The sun was setting as we found ourselves in f
We had finished up in the shower, and actually got clean. We had wrapped up in robes when Adrian lit the fireplace.Noah was still fast asleep. I sat on the couch. Adrian came over and sat next to me, I pulled my legs up and leaned towards him.“There is one thing I need to know.” He said.“What is
“Witch.” It was Byron’s voice. His head was hanging slightly, his eyes on the ground.“You did not say you wanted this child, only an Alpha’s child. Spare my granddaughters life. Her son’s life.” Byron said. Of course he was willing to offer Adrian’s life up.“If it’s a child of an Alpha you want, y
As Byron’z gaze sat on me, a chill swept through the tent. I immediately noticed Adrian’s posture stiffen.His eyes moved to the exit. Gideon and Matthias looked on edge, they exchanged glances. I could feel something…powerful.Mist poured through the tent. My grip on Noah tightened. Byron looked ar
I felt a new kind of anger. I was breathing through it as my eyes drifted around the tent. They landed on feet laying down. I scanned closer. It was Martha.She was unconscious on the ground next to Noah. Part of me was relieved she wasn’t dead, but now I had to get her out along with Noah. And I di
“We can’t let Byron keep him over night. I won’t let him spend another day there.” I told him.“Byron won’t hurt Noah, he needs him too much.” Adrian said. “We will get him back, but we need to be careful. We don’t know what they’re preparing to do. We can’t be rash and play right into their hand.”
Then there were the times when we’d sneak off to raid the pantry for snacks. The kitchen seemed even bigger back then.Yani and I were momentarily alone in as workers flitted in and out. We took that as a moment to rest. Other workers took breaks, as a slave that wasn’t a luxury I was allowed.Yani
I'd seen outfits like this in our pack history books. This was traditional slave attire for women. Nothing about these garments seemed old though. They must have made this just for me.The servants then pulled me from the room and out of the house. This time, I was led back to the community center,
I blinked and my tears fell down, pooling where Adrian held onto my face.My voice cracked as I said, "I'm sorry."With the pain of my body, my heart, and my mind, I was so very close to giving up. But yet, before I could, I thought of Noah, my dear child. If I died, what would happen to him? Martha
Isla's POVWhile the werewolf world had always been more brutal and bloody than the human world, the title of slave hadn't been forced on anyone for five long generations in Adrian's pack.We'd all been taught of their existence, as we had learned about the pack growing up. But it had been used more







