"Hey, don't worry, okay? everything will be fine." She placed her hands on my shoulders in a comforting manner."No, it's fine. I'm fine." I shook my head, heaving out a small sigh. I wasn't going to worry about this, just like before I'll accept my cruel fate just the way it is."Well.." Linda scratched her head nervously, looking towards the door. "I better leave now, they'll be here anytime soon." I hated that shivers ran down my spine when she said those words. The shackle around my neck made it worse, reminding me how hopeless I am."It's fine, you better go before they meet you here." I replied in contrast to what I had in mind. I needed someone to stay with me, and give me a few encouraging words before they came. The thoughts of what might possibly happen grew fear. Heavens! I've never felt so afraid before."Hey, it'll be fine." She placed her hands on my shoulders, a sympathetic look on her face. "Just don't try to let her out, he isn't a weak alpha. He might-""Linda, it's f
His brows rose in recognition a few seconds after he stared at me. He looked away, pretending he doesn't know me. I walked to them, led by the guards, standing right in front of them. Both men paused whatever they were talking about taking their gazes to me. "Oh she's here." I did not have to look to the door before knowing it was Noah. He walked in with a cup of red wine in his hands. He plopped down on the seat beside Damien. "Matteo, like what you see?" He took the cup to his mouth, taking a sip, wiggling his eyebrows.I could feel Matteo's gaze on me, he must be feeling accomplished knowing he was finally getting what he longed for. He comes to the pack sometimes, he's friends with Alpha Hezekiah, it was just once he saw me and yet he couldn't keep his lustful desires to himself. He tried finding a way to get me, even went as far as asking the alpha. But he couldn't get me as I was always locked in my room. "Of course I do." Matteo replied with a smirk on his face. They used to
The sound of the door slam was what pulled me out of my sleep. I tried to move but winced when a sharp tore throughout my body. My neck felt stiff, probably from lying on the ground for too long. A small whimper escaped my lips when the incident of last night came flooding in my head. I tried to bury every memory of it, tried to forget but it wasn't working. It seem like it was imprinted in my head, to torture me every second.Mustering all the energy I could, I stood up from the ground, biting on my bottom lips trying to stop the painful groans that threatened to escape them. It was still dark outside and the bed was empty, making me realize Matteo had already left. I didn't want to cry, it was totally useless. It was a fucking waste of time, because no matter how hard I cry, it wouldn't change a thing. It wouldn't stop my mate from hating me. My heart felt heavy, there was a heavy lump in my throat but I tried to bury every emotion, pretend that I'm strong even though I'm quite the
“What is this? I almost rolled my eyes when he asked.“It’s just me drinking water.” I crossed my arms under my breasts, turning my face from him. My brows rose on their own accord when he stood up and walked to me, standing a few meters from me.“And what was the order you were given?” His voice was suddenly cold, deep without emotion.“Not to drink water?” I know how this might get in trouble, a part of me screaming to me to shut up and apologize to him. But I felt like messing around, I just wanted to see him get angry for absolutely no reason. “You know you could get punished for this right?”“This is hilarious.” I rolled my eyes and chuckled, shaking my head in amusement. “And immature, so what if I have water huh?” I raised my head up high, as if challenging him. “I worked all day, doing everything I was told to, and now you’re going to punish me for what?” I wanted to poke his chest hard, but that would be much of a problem, and I definitely can't handle that. “I don’t blame y
Cold chills ran down my spine, making me shiver and my eyes went to the men behind him, their mischievous faces making fear generate in me. “Damien did not permit you to.” Those words tasted bitter in my mouth, because I knew deep down in my heart that if he were here he’d definitely give his friend the permission. “Well, yes he didn’t, but he doesn’t value you, you know?” His lips stretched into a smirk and he leaned closer to me, adding in a whisper. “Doesn’t even believe you’re his mate.” My eyes went wide in shock and I opened my mouth several times to say something, but no words were forming at all. “You know?!” My fists clenched tightly in anger as I tried to restrain myself from hitting him. “You know!” The words came out again, this time a feeling of sadness washed over me. If he could sense it that I was Damien’s mate, then that could only mean one thing, which is, everyone could sense it. They could feel that I’m his mate, but refused to say anything about it. Refused to he
My shoulders were still bleeding badly when I woke up in the cell. I was laid on the bare ground covered in my own pool of blood. I groaned loud as pain shot through my arm as I tried sitting up from the ground. “Are you there?” I leaned against the wall, waiting to hear her voice. I sighed, about a minute later when I heard nothing. “I guess she’s gone. We were never friends though.” I rolled my eyes, leaning my head against the wall. “Jumping into conclusion huh?” My brows rose and excitement rushed through me when I heard her snicker. “You didn’t leave!” “Why would I?” She replied with a small chuckle. “You never stayed, always disappearing and leaving me alone to fix up your mess.” “It was never my fault.” “Ugh, you’re so destructive you know?” “It wasn’t deliberate Bella, I never liked any of those things I did.” “Then you’ve stopped them, you put me in a lot of trouble.” “Bella! I’m also a victim here, don’t blame it all on me.” “You’re the stealer wolf, it’s your fault
Sweats mixed with blood dripped from my head down to the floor as I hung from the wall. On a futile attempt I tried to move my arms which were braced tightly to the wall. A small whimper escaped my lips when I realized nothing could be done and I couldn’t even save myself from this. I tried to reach out to my wolf but it was like she was long gone. She probably couldn’t take the torture.Did I feel regret?No.I have no idea which is a bigger torture between this, or letting does men have me. If I were ever going to escape from this place, I’d definitely want to have a little of my dignity. I don’t want to be looked upon as a worthless thing they all used freely.The sound of the door opening made me cringe and let out a small groan. My head hurts badly after being bashed several times and every slightest disturbing sound causes it to hurt more.I tried to look up, ignoring the cramp around my neck. A guard walked into the room straight to the table. I whimpered in pain and fear helple
Silence. Peace. That is all I feel now. Is this what death feels like? Everywhere is peaceful, no pain at all. I feel like I'm floating and I don't want to ever leave. This is for me. Maybe death is for me. I don't ever want to love again then. I just want to be in such a serene environment. I tried to move my arms but a small sting in my hand made me halt my movements. I tried to move again and it was just the same, but I felt a palm on my arm and a feminine voice spoke in a soft voice. "Hey, easy." Huh? I tried to open my eyes but the blinding light from the fluorescent bulb above my head made me shut them immediately. I opened my eyes again, slowly this time, squinting to avoid the eyes from affecting my eyes. Linda is sitting beside me, her face holding so much concern and sympathy. Huh? I thought I died. "Bella?" Her brows rose in surprise as she moved closer to the bed. "What are you thinking?" She rubbed my shoulders, moving her hands up to stroke my hair. I felt a l