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Commanded Silence
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HER DESTINY Commanded Silence
Abbey’s Point of ViewI woke up before sunrise, even before Aira came knocking with my breakfast. The door was still locked, so I couldn’t freshen up. Instead, I slipped out of my nightdress and changed into something more comfortable. Moments later, I heard the familiar three knocks on the door.“You’re up early,” Aira noted as she stepped in. “Would you like to go for a walk?”My mouth parted in surprise. I hadn’t been allowed out of this room except for bathroom use. “Yes!” I jumped up, unable to hide my excitement.“The Alpha asked you to join him for breakfast this morning,” she added casually.“Oh,” I said, a little disappointed. So it wasn’t a walk. Still, it was freedom—for now. Aira led me to the bathroom to freshen up, then we stepped out of the guesthouse together.“Where are we going?” I asked, needing to get a better sense of my surroundings.“To the formal pack house,” she replied.My brows furrowed. “The Alpha doesn’t live here?”“No. He doesn’t live in the formal pack
HER DESTINY Behind Lock Doors
Abbey's Point of ViewThe days blurred into a numb routine—wake up, stare at the wall, eat breakfast, stare again, eat lunch, pace a little, maybe exercise, eat dinner, and go to bed. Then repeat. Over and over.It felt like torture, being confined in this room. Maybe this was my mate’s twisted plan—to drive me insane before rejecting me. But I needed him to accept me. That was the only way to stay close enough to exact my revenge.I never imagined he wouldn't be furious after what I said in his office. That, somehow, made it worse.Sitting on the floor, I dug my nails into the baseboards, dragging them against the weathered wood. The bed remained untouched. Not because I wasn’t allowed to use it, but because I felt like I didn’t deserve to. While I had warm meals and clean sheets, Charity was out there—probably on a cold concrete floor, eating soggy bread. The guilt gnawed at me constantly.There was no clock here, just guesswork. Back in my former pack, I had a healthy sleep routine
HER DESTINY Under His Gaze
Abbey’s Point of ViewI managed to stay upright as the door swung shut behind me with a dull thud of finality. The scent of fresh wood and leather hit me first—his scent, so strong I could feel him without needing to look up. I was here to kill him, yet every fiber of me trembled with fear of him.My breath hitched, shaky and uneven, as anticipation twisted in my chest. I clenched and unclenched my fists—a habit I’d picked up ever since my pack was attacked weeks ago.“Hello. Glad you could make it,” a voice broke through the silence, tinged with humor. It was Beta Eric’s voice, not my mate’s. I didn’t look up. Instead, I dipped my head in a quick nod to show I’d heard him. The silence that followed coiled around me like a noose, tightening the anxiety in my gut. Were they going to kill me? Reject me? The questions spun with no answers, eating at me.“Look up, pup.” The Alpha’s growl cut through the room, harsh and commanding. His voice. My mate’s voice. But why did he call me pup, li
HER DESTINY Plans in the Shadows.
Abbey’s Point of ViewI kept tossing and turning where I lay, my once peaceful expression twisted with fear. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I jolted awake, eyes wide and breath ragged. I clutched the blanket tighter, trying to convince myself it was just a nightmare — but it wasn’t. Every cruel detail was my reality. I was still trapped in this room, still wearing the same filthy clothes, my hair a tangled mess.I flicked on the light, heart hammering when I noticed the empty tray was gone. Someone had come in while I slept. My skin prickled as I checked myself over, half-expecting to find something missing or changed. But everything seemed untouched — except the tray. I swallowed hard, reminding myself the girl had said someone would come for it. Still, unease coiled in my gut.Hours passed. No footsteps. No voices. Nothing. I sat with my back pressed against the wall, eyes locked on the door. The silence made my thoughts scream louder.Finally — knock, knock.I knew that scent insta
HER DESTINY Bound to the Beast.
Abbey’s Point of ViewA snarl ripped through his chest. “Mine,” Alpha Jemery said. My eyes snapped up to meet his, shock freezing me in place. That scent — fresh wood and leather — it was him. He was the one I’d smelled for weeks.His.The word slammed into me like a stone. My mind raced, panic clawing at my ribs. This can’t be real. My mate? The man who killed my parents? Of all the wolves in the universe, fate chose him. I’d spent years imagining my mate as gentle, kind — someone who’d hold me with soft hands and whisper promises under the stars. Someone who would be my escape. My hope. My dream.But now that dream shattered like glass at my feet.I couldn’t breathe. His claim — mine — chained me tighter than any cell ever could. My heart sank into a pit of despair so deep I wondered if I’d ever climb out. I felt trapped, suffocated by the cruel twist of fate that bound me to him. The mate bond that should have felt like salvation felt like a prison.I didn’t dare move or speak. My
HER DESTINY His to Claim
Abbey’s Point of ViewThe next thing I knew, I was standing under the harsh sun. My hair stuck to my face in the hot breeze, my skin burning where it wasn’t already bruised. I should have felt warmth, life—maybe freedom—but instead there was only pain.I winced as the cane struck my back again. My lips stayed sealed; screaming only earned me more lashes. My face still throbbed from the claws and the slap. There was no point adding fuel to their fire.I shuffled forward, last in a single file line. Kane, Titi’s brother, walked just ahead of me—we’d shared a cell minutes ago. Now we were here, marching towards death.“Keep moving. Don’t slow down,” the main guard barked, his voice bouncing off the trees. Fifty of us—prisoners—herded through the woods by armed guards. They told us to be quiet and obey “or else.” I didn’t want to know what “or else” meant. I could guess.My thoughts spiraled. How would they do it? A public execution? A bullet to the head? Maybe something worse. The Red Mo
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