LOGINTessa My heart drops and I quickly throw my glance at Damon. His jaw is clenched, his pupils are dilated, looking upset and serious.I don't even know what to make out of this. Some moments ago, he was adamant about sending me over but now, he seems hesitant.“I'm guessing this is the part where you realise you shouldn't have come alone.” Damon says.I throw my gaze back at the Lycan king's brother, who looks around him and scoffs. The whole arena is surrounded with rogue soldiers but this doesn't make him flinch.He smiles then takes a step forward. He then begins to stare at me. I quiver but I force myself to stand firm, looking back at him.“I am not your enemy… child.” He says.“And neither am I.” Damon snaps, pulling a gun from his trousers and aiming it at the man’s chest.My breath catches as the Lycan king's brother steps closer, closing the distance and letting the muzzle of the gun press against his chest.“I don't think you want to make an enemy of my brother…. Rogue Princ
TessaI am now standing in the hall, all alone and tense. My heart races as I gaze at the dais, where George lost his two fingers, screaming.Well that was the only good thing about all this. They are all gone, back to their lives while I am stuck in here with the rogues whose soldiers surround the area by the way. There is no escape from this.So this is how my life would be. Accused of killing my sister, sentenced to die, having a brutal beast for a mate and now sold to the Lycan King of the Northern Lythengar, the most ruthless of them all.They say Lycan kings are the most brutal kind of Alphas. They need to be heartless and ruthless for the twelve Alphas of their region to willingly respect and fear them.But what exactly does the Lycan King of the North want with me? Besides I can't go there, no while George is still alive and happy. I can't just leave. I should at least try to reach the Lycan King of the east, my step mother's brother, and deliver her letter to him. Him as we
TessaHis driver holds up my chin. I press my lips tightly together and I squeeze my eyes shut. There is no need to try to fight it. My chest tightens as my heart pounds like a warning drum. Suddenly I hear the sharp crack of a gunshot. My eyes fly open. I see that it was targeted to the forehead of George's driver. He falls to the floor instantly while George freezes in shock.My gaze snaps to the direction of where it came from and my heart skips a beat.Damon strides forward with a gun in his grip, his eyes darkening in terror. Timothy and the other guard let go of me instantly.Still, Damon cocks his gun and begins firing at the guards, they drop to the floor, blood spilling across the ground.I throw my gaze at George, he is terrified and so are Rose and Ann. A sly smile spreads across my lips as I see his feet trembling beneath him.Damon's gaze sweeps past me, hardening when it lands on George. Without hesitation, he fires.George grabs Rose by the arm, yanking her in front o
Tessa“Bring her over here.” George commands.Before I can react, Timothy grabs my arm while another guard, one whose name I am not aware of yet, grabs my other arm.I thrash against them, “Let me go!” I shout, twisting my wrists. “You made a promise to your madam! Remember!”Nothing I say matters. My feet are dragged over the cracked tiles as they haul me toward George.Rose suddenly steps forward, fury burning in her eyes. “You’re the reason George’s fingers were cut off!” she spits at me. “We have to punish her before the rogue soldiers return.”“Aren't you a big fool? Rose.” I say, my voice suddenly calm. “Look beside him, you're already replaced and yet you still put in so much effort for a man that thinks you nothing.”She looks at George, her eyes suddenly pale and sad. At this moment, Ann leans closer to him, her lips brushing his ear. Whatever she whispers makes his jaw tighten. He turns sharply to Rose.“Can you please not interfere in this?” he says coldly.Rose’s eyes wide
TessaMy heart skips a beat. What does any of this have to do with the beast’s brother? I swallow, his hands still teasing my cheeks.“Should we talk about Alfred?” He leans in, his breath brushing against my ears. “Or should we talk about how I intend to punish you?” He asks, whispering.“Punish me… for what?” I ask, widening my eyes.He pulls out and smiles.I don't find it funny, I think I find him irritating and annoying. He seems condescending and intimidating. He is like George. Entitled rich brat.Nevertheless, my heart still races.“Really… Have you ever shot a man and gone Scotfree before?”I stare at the bandage on his shoulder. I am about to speak but a phone buzzes.I throw my gaze to the direction of the buzz. The female rogue picks it up from the table where papers and maps are scattered beside it.She stares at the screen for a while, then looks at Damon, her expression unreadable.“What is it?” Bianca….. You look like a Moron.” Damon says.She throws her gaze at me. “
Tessa“Aren't you a fool to think you are in the position to negotiate?” The rogue prince asks, stepping forward.George looks around, his shoulder slumping. He rubs the back of his neck and swallows.“Prince Damon…you got to listen to me. I have a good plan to help you.. it is money that you desire after all…. Money enough to buy your way back into your pack.”Damon, the rogue prince, stops moving the moment he gets too close to George. He folds his arms across his chest.“Take him to the stage!” he says, looking George in the eyes.The rogue soldiers rush and grab George's hands. He struggles to extract himself as he is being dragged to the dais.He turns to me, “I will make you pay for this!!”“Are you sure you want to do this?” A rogue soldier, standing beside Damon, says, her voice barely above a whisper. “Alfred wouldn't like this.”“I know my deal with Alfred.” He whispers, then looks at me and walks ahead.My eyes widen in disbelief and I freeze. Alfred was all part of this. B







