Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
PRECIOUS I looked at everyone gathered in the hall decorated with flowers and colorful lights, happiness radiating within me as the joy of being a happy pack put a smile on my face. “Precious, come over here. What are you thinking about?” Emily, my Alpha's daughter and closest friend in the pack, called out to me, her voice cheerful that I immediately knew that she was up to something. I turned to look at her, and her face immediately changed to a crimson red, filling up her beautiful face. I arched my brow and smiled. “News? From the tone of your voice, I already detect it to be good.” Emily's smile widened, revealing a set of white teeth, and I walked towards where she sat amongst her family. When I tried to sit down, she stood up in an instant and grabbed my hand before dragging me away from everyone else. “What’s wrong with you? Why the excitement...?” I didn't get to finish before she clasped a hand on my mouth, deliberately stopping me from speaking more. “Guess who I
PRECIOUS As I stepped into the auctioning room, my heart pounded in my chest. I felt a mix of fear and resignation, knowing that I was merely a commodity to be sold to the highest bidder. The room was filled with the rich and powerful, individuals who had the means to purchase slaves like me. As the auctioneer started the bidding, my mind wandered back to the life I had before this tragedy befell my pack. I remembered the joyous gatherings, the camaraderie, and the love that once surrounded me. Now, I was reduced to this, a broken soul waiting to be owned by someone else. The bidding started, and my heart sank with each offer. I knew I was not worth much in their eyes, but I couldn't help but hope that someone with a kind heart might rescue me from this hellish fate. The first bidder offered a considerable sum, but it was quickly surpassed by the second bidder. My eyes met theirs briefly, and I saw nothing but greed and cruelty reflected in their gaze. I shuddered, hoping they woul
PRECIOUS As I stood there, trying my best to maintain composure despite the hurtful comments, Alpha Rodriguez stepped forward, his expression stern. “Enough!” he commanded, and his voice held an authority that silenced his sons instantly. “This is not how we treat our guests, especially one under my protection. I won't tolerate any disrespectful behavior towards her.” The five Alpha males looked taken aback by their father's stern tone. They exchanged glances, seemingly surprised by his reaction. The one who seemed eager to take advantage of me looked especially disappointed by the turn of events. Alpha Rodriguez turned towards me, his gaze softening. “I apologize for their behavior,” he said. “My sons can be rough around the edges, but they mean no real harm. I will make sure they treat you with the respect you deserve.” I nodded, appreciating his intervention, though the uncertainty about what awaited me in this household remained. The Alpha's sons, now more subdued, stepped forw
PRECIOUS “Miss, I was assigned to show you your room.” A small voice pulled me out of my reverie, and I shuddered, watching her with wide eyes. She was dressed like a maid, her black wavy hair standing on end, giving her a slightly disheveled appearance. She looked to be about my age, or slightly older by a year or two. I offered her a weak smile, “Thank you.” I followed her inside, my mouth hanging open in awe at the extravagance of the living room. It was lavishly furnished to perfection, with plush sofas, gleaming chandeliers, and intricate tapestries that seemed to tell a story. A grand piano stood like a sentinel in the corner, its intricately carved legs gleaming in the soft glow. The opulence was overwhelming, and I felt like a small, out-of-place creature in a grand, luxurious house. I was led upstairs, the creaking of the steps echoing through the silence, until the maid suddenly stopped, pushing the door open with a gentle gesture of her right hand. “This is your room,
PRECIOUS THE FOLLOWING DAY, “Dear, would you like more rice?” Alpha Rodriguez asked, a warm smile on his face. We were all having breakfast, and I had already emptied my plate due to intense hunger. Red color made its way to my face, and I nodded, casting a glance at the young Alphas. “Yes, Alpha.” Alpha Rodriguez chuckled. “You don't have to be ashamed about eating. Food will help build your strength, so there's basically nothing to be ashamed of.” I didn't know what to say, so I hummed in response. The rest of breakfast was silent, and I was grateful for it. After everyone had eaten, I thanked Alpha Rodriguez and pushed my chair backwards, rising to my feet. “Actually, I'd like to discuss something with you,” Alpha Rodriguez said, clearing his throat to draw my attention. I raised my left eyebrow, falling back into the seat, and holding his gaze. “Okay, I'm listening.” “I really do not want to push you into doing something you do not like. It's not like I'm trying to, it's