Entwined Fate: I want you back ex-mate.

Sapphire's povI woke up in a bed that wasn't mine, next to a man who looked like he'd rather bite my head than kiss me.“Who are you!” He demanded.“Who are you?” I asked, pulling the sheets to my chest. “What's that supposed to mean? You're the one in my room!” He barked, sitting up on the velvet sheets. “What?” My forehead throbbed as I tried to remember what happened last night but my mind was blank. I was just as confused as he was.The man grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. That was when it hit me. His scent — sandalwood and hint of cinnamon. Was he my - -I had barely completed my sentence before he gave me a shove and I fell from the bed to the floor. “Get dressed and get the hell out of here.” The stranger growled at me.I gasped in shock. What kind of gentleman treats a lady like this?“Marcus!” He called out in a loud voice.The mahogany double doors parted and a middle-aged man strolled in. “Yes, Your Majesty. You summoned me.” The man, I assume is Marcus, said with

Sapphire's povNothing says “happy birthday” like waking up in chains while your husband frolics with his mistress.Never had I imagined my twentieth birthday would begin with humiliation — Dimitri publicly snubbing me because Larisa said I “insulted” her and him firing Lydia because she was “crossing a line.” A loud throbbing sound caught my attention and I looked up to the ceiling. Dimitri was at it again. This time with a new mistress.Tears pooled at the ends of my eyes as a soul piercing scream escaped my lips. How could Dimitri do this? How could he do this to me? Humiliation wasn't enough. Now, this? Their laughter echoed through the walls and I pulled at the chains. The more I struggled, the more the metal cut into my wrist. “Aargh!” I winced in pain. The laughter from before returned and this time it was louder, almost as if Dimitri and his mistress were mocking me.Drop. Drip.Red crimson dropped from my wrist and stained the white bedsheets. At the sight of my own bloo

Sapphire’s povAs I descended the stairs, the soft rustle of my mother's gown echoed through the hallway. I had chosen to wear it tonight, not just for sentimental reasons, but also to remind myself of the strength and resilience that had been passed down to me.The gown was a soft, silken confection that draped elegantly across my body. Its gentle hue, a pale moonlit blue, seemed to shimmer in the candlelight, casting a subtle glow across my skin.My eyes scanned the room, taking in the sea of faces. Larissa was holding court, collecting compliments from her friends and acquaintances like a queen accepting tributes. I rolled my eyes, unimpressed by her antics.Instead, I made my way to the drink tables, my mind focused on the task at hand. I had a plan, and I was determined to see it through.As I reached the table, I made sure to glance around, ensuring that no one was watching me. That's when I saw him - Dimitri, with those piercing green eyes that seemed to bore into my soul, I fe

Sapphire’s pov I stood before my closet, the rows of clothes a blur as I deliberated on the perfect outfit. Pack meetings were usually something I endured with reluctance, the pack's disdain and scorn a familiar, biting chill. But today was different. Today, I wanted to savor every moment.My fingers trailed over the fabrics, searching for the one that would make me shine. And then, I saw it - a ravishing red gown that hugged my curves in all the right places. A smile spread across my face as I envisioned the looks on their faces when I walked into the meeting, a vision of loveliness.With deliberate slowness, I began to get ready, each stroke of the hairbrush and each delicate touch of makeup a ritual of transformation. I wanted to be perfect, to show them all that I was more than just the pack's punching bag.They treated me horribly in my past life making me feel worthless and maybe part of that was my fault, I didn’t show them what I was capable of.“But not anymore” I murmured t

Sapphire’s povThe day of the wedding ceremony had finally arrived and I was assigned to make the wedding dress and also get the lovely bride ready “ hey that’s too tight” Larissa yelped as I was tightening her corset for her gown. I smirked as I fakely apologized, “ so sorry larissa” She rolled her eyes as she looked back at the vanity The wedding gown was a breathtakingly beautiful creation, a masterpiece of silk and satin that seemed to shimmer and glow in the light. The delicate ivory fabric was adorned with intricate lace and delicate embroidery, intricate patterns that danced across the bodice and skirt like tendrils of vines.As I stepped back to admire my handiwork, I couldn't help but notice the sad look that had settled on Larissa's face. Her eyes, once bright and sparkling, now seemed dull and lifeless, and her smile was nothing more than a faint, forced curve of her lips.I picked up the brush and began to smooth out her hair, my fingers moving deftly as I worked. "Is