LENA

Lena's POV. My life had always been controlled every day. Elaine and her daughters starved me, threw insults at me, and constantly reminded me of how less of a human I was. She was furious, gritting her teeth as she charged at me. “Answer me!” She snapped, smacking my ears with a hard slap that made them ring a low tune. “How dare you touch her? Have you gone mad!” She thundered.“They… they started it,” I sniffled, pointing at her daughters. They scoffed and rolled their eyes filled with disgust. “That's a lie, Mom, she got jealous of Tracy” Brianna mouthed, boxing herself behind her sister as she fixed her skirt. “She got jealous that the Alpha rejected her. He dumped her ass and that's why she's mad.” “Yes, mum,” Tracy joined in, glaring at me. “And she said she'll kill me, she literally threatened to end my life, Mom,” Mrs Elaine gasped, covering her mouth in shock. Her daughters were lying straight out their teeth, and she festered it. She knew I would never say that, but s

Lena's POV For a long time, I had been thinking I was weak-willed, with no drive to survive or live on to the next sunrise, but my two instances with death convinced me otherwise. I thought after the masked rogue left me for death, I would slowly wheeze myself to the light, maybe watch myself float up, or feel my body rot. I managed to stand on my feet, my bones crackling and my legs shaking. My guts felt like they were being crushed by my body mass, and my legs, specifically my thighs, felt like they had been drilled through with a razor-sharp rock. My face bled, but I managed to crawl out of the warehouse, the blood on my nose trickling down and forming a trail of dots behind me. I staggered to the door, feeling a chronic pain pounding in my chest. The man must have squeezed my breasts too tightly and my skin was burning from the pain I felt all over. As I managed to press my weight on the door, it opened, and I figured out I was right all along; I was in the middle of a cornf

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day. I sniffled aloud, my tears trickling on the floor. I became vulnerable as flashes of my experience came ramming through my head. Flashes of how I was cheated on, bullied and thrown out of my home, and just when I thought I had hit the lowest, I was kidnapped and forced to give my body for my freedom. “I'm a dirty soul, a hopeless fool,” I thought to myself, but I wanted to keep living. Dominic was to blame for my pain, for everything. He gave me a false

Lena's POV. “He hates me,” I thought to myself. Much like the Alpha did but he was way more direct, and open with it. And it felt threatening. My fault in life was stumbling in to their territory when I had no one to help me. It was silly of him to think I was trying to hide a part of myself from him or…“Goodness,” I sighed, grabbing a jumper suit from a clothes rack. I wasn't myself, not with those eyes of his watching every move I made. He mumbled inaudibly and I could feel his presence darting blades at me even when I wasn't looking. He made the my time in the mall terrible. It became a prison, a rehabilitation center and I just trying to scrape by. At the cash counter, he wouldn't let me speak or even move a muscle. I could only pretend to smile while my conscience rotted in a hollow tunnel. This was my life now, something I couldn't explain if I wanted to. I guess living a normal life isn't cut out for me anymore. I blinked away the tears that formed on my eyes and straight

Steve's POV. “I'm sorry, I… I… can't. I wasn't thinking… I…” she shook her head and clutched her thighs together. “I… I'm sorry,” she whispered. “It's fine, leave!” I murmured, taking my eyes off her. “Huh?” She questioned with a mix of surprised and restrained fear. She wasn't sure if she could actually leave, if I really meant it. Or maybe she didn't really want to leave, she wanted to stay some more. “I said you can go,” I repeated, my voice stern and sharp as she scraped her legs on the floor backwards. “Okay sir,” she turned her back to leave, her hair brushing off her shoulder as she twisted the knob and slipped out of my room without a single word. The soft click of the door blared through the silence, prompting me to stare at the spot where she once stood as though her shadow lingered behind calling onto me. She had left but I could still pick up her smell in the air, making her absence more obvious than I thought. “We both feel it, it's undeniable,” my wolf gro