Catherine pov.I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the dimly lit surroundings, trying to ascertain my location. There was an unsettling sensation, as if an unseen force was gripping me, but its nature eluded my understanding.Glancing around, I realized I was bound to a chair, confined within the oppressive confines of a shadowy room. A feeble bulb cast a faint glow, barely illuminating the multitude of boxes strewn about.I attempted to free myself, only to discover that the chains restraining me were unyielding, their grip unrelenting. My struggles proved futile, and a surge of helplessness washed over me.A desperate urge to scream welled up inside me, yet apprehension held me captive, uncertain if such an act would be wise.Suddenly, the image of Zuku, vibrant and alive, flashed across my mind, causing my heart to race. How could it be possible he was gone?Surveying my surroundings once more, I made another valiant attempt to break free, but my body felt feeble, devoid of strength
Aria pov.As I hurriedly made my way towards the castle, my feet pounding against the rugged terrain, I could feel the weight of my breath escaping my lips in ragged gasps. The sight before me was daunting—my father, his countenance filled with anger, his eyes piercing into my soul. Yet, there was something far more pressing that compelled me to seek him out. I needed him to know that our beloved mother was missing.Just as he was about to utter a word, I cut him off abruptly, determined to deliver the shocking news. "Dad, mom has been kidnapped," I blurted out, my voice quivering with a mix of fear and urgency.His expression transformed from anger to shock as he strode towards me, a palpable sense of fear etched across his face. "What?" he queried, his voice laced with disbelief, needing confirmation of the devastating truth."Dad, mom is missing," I reiterated, the gravity of the situation sinking in. I could sense his mounting distress as he clenched his fists against the wall, st
Lux pov.I have never been myself for so long, and I felt as if I was going insane. I could not believe this was actually happening to me, and I felt as if I was going to regret the decision I was about to make sooner or later.I walked around my office for more than half an hour, just pondering over what my daughter had told me. The weight of her words lingered in my mind, casting a shadow of doubt and uncertainty.I knew Andrew was behind this; who else could it be if not him? As I made my way over to my chair, I sat down, still consumed by thoughts of what to do and how to get my wife back.Sadness enveloped me as I reflected upon my outburst at her. It was my fault entirely, and I blamed myself for everything. If only I hadn't done what I did, she could have been here with me now, and none of this would have unfolded.I placed my hands over my face, overwhelmed by the impending chaos that seemed to loom over me like a dark cloud. "What should I do?" I questioned myself, feeling a
Aria pov.I know I don't need to trust Andrew, but I need to save Mom at all costs. After putting most of my weapons in my backpack, I decide it's time to make a move since it's nighttime.But just as I step out, I come into contact with Dad. Luckily for me, I come up with a lie and he allows me to go.Feeling foolish for not looking back, I didn't realize that my father has been following me. Once I reach the location Andrew asked me to come to, I drop my backpack on the grass. I take out a knife and hold it tightly, prepared in case Andrew decides to attack me from behind."Andrew!" I yell, scanning my surroundings. "I came as I promised. Now, where is Mom?" Anger laces my voice. After waiting for a while, he walks out with a smile on his face. He holds Mother close to him, her hands chained, and a gag over her mouth."That's where you are wrong, sister. You aren't alone, am I not right, Father?"I turn to where he's looking, and that's when I see my dad. "Dad?" I say, confused, as
Black Moon pack Catherine pov.. I put my toes in the warm water, and a sudden strong wind blew past me, making my hair move. I saw steam rising from the bathtub and smelled lavender candles in the air. I stood still in the bathroom, afraid to come out and face my father. I was thinking about the terrible things that happened tonight, and just the thought of them made me tremble. My father had sold me to a member of the Wolf Clan, and I couldn't believe he would do that to me. He changed after my mother died, and now I felt alone and unprotected. After I finished showering, I wrapped a towel around me and looked at myself in the mirror. The bruises on my face were hard to bear, and I couldn't recognize myself. It reminded me of the abuse I had suffered since I was 12 years old. On my last birthday, my father used me as entertainment for two adult men, and I cried and screamed in pain. It hurt so much, and the more I thought about it, the more I cried. I gently touched my face, fee
Catherine pov I woke up from a sudden hit on my shoulder and slowly opened my eyes. Looking out the window, I saw a big, fancy house with tall, fancy gates and large gardens. As I looked closer, I noticed the smell of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers coming in through the open window. I could hear birds chirping and cars in the distance. Suddenly, I was pulled out of the car and taken into the house. The sight of people working as slaves inside terrified me. It made me realize that my life would never be the same. After a long walk through the castle, we arrived at a big door. I paused to examine it, feeling like it symbolized my suffering. The two men behind me had expressions I couldn't understand as they waited for the door to open. With a quick knock, the door creaked open, and I was pushed inside. I saw a man surrounded by three women. Their touches were intimate, and their movements were suggestive. I felt sick and wanted to close my eyes, but the two men held me tight
Catherine pov I listened carefully to her words, trying to hold back my laughter. Was she crazy to think that I could be Luna? Looking around, I observed our surroundings just like she did when we first met. The air smelled strongly of old food and sweat. I could hear the noise of pots and pans clanging and faint voices in the distance. As I leaned in to whisper, I felt her warm breath against my ear. "It's not funny," I said, sounding frustrated. "Why do you think I'm Luna? Here, everyone is a slave." Despite her serious expression, I couldn't help but find her words amusing. Suddenly, a bell rang, and everyone in the kitchen looked up and hurried out into the hallway. I watched in frustration as they scurried around, while Mora pulled my hand to lead me away. While we walked, Mora cautioned me, "Don't talk about what I told you to anyone else, or we might never see daylight again. And don't trust anyone here, they'll only get you into trouble." Leaving the kitchen, I saw a lin
Catherine pov... I shouted when I felt a strong hit on my back, like someone pounding a piece of meat. The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't do anything to stop it. My whole body was covered in marks, and I couldn't help but cry every time they hit me again. The air smelled strongly of sweat and fear, and my cries echoed in the room. Each strike felt like a loud clap of thunder, and my body shook with every impact. Their punches felt like hot coals on my skin, burning with each hit. I felt trapped, like a bird in a cage, unable to escape the torment. For once, I wished my father was here, taking the beatings instead of me. The pain paralyzed my body, and my heart raced like a frightened horse. Finally, they stopped hitting me, and I gasped for breath, tears streaming down my face. But when I saw Alpha Lux in the room, my fear only grew. His breath smelled terrible, and I could feel the weight of his gaze on me. I was frozen with terror, like a deer caught in headlights. His wor