I don't like how Ava has been crumpling her arms and always thinking about the twin's brother. When will all this stop? Before we meet the brothers, our life was peaceful without a modicum of unhappiness. What is happening to us? I think I am losing a sister and my best friend. What should I do, seeing her like this hurts me? She is behaving similarly to when I first met her.
Her flashback.
“Oliver”. I hear my parents call me. I am inside my room, I heard them Call My Name.
“Oliver, we are back. I heard them announce.
I rise from my bed to welcome my parents. They were back from the trip, they went.
“Father, mother, you are back. Welcome back. I greeted them when I entered the sitting room, but I was met with something else.
“Who is this father? I ask him when I saw a little girl of my age in wretched clothes like a rag. Why is she looking sickly like this?
Miller.I angrily left her and her daughter alone. I can't tolerate the flank view of her. All the gibberish she is spitting out. My son Aiden is the next in line to the throne. He will sanction and govern the lycan world with a strong lycan female beside him as his queen. Not a vulnerable, pathetic human. Anna was the female I once approved of but with the stuff, she did to my daughter, I can guarantee she can never be the lycan queen. She is too wicked and callous. She has a dark heart. I keep marveling, what if Isabella was telling the truth about Aiden meeting his mate in the human realm? What if she is a human? No, I guess she is wrong. I must call and ask my son about this.“Aiden, I mind links, my son.“Yes, father, he answered back immediately.“Your attention is needed in my office. Come straight away” I told my lad.“OK, father, the mind link ceased.I placed myself well seated on the chair
Aiden standpointsWe slated to visit Ava when we were out to deal with the pack crisis. We made sure we were not stalked by anyone. We finally reached her home. We were happy when we hear her laugh, but sad that she never missed us as we do. We press the bell. And her friend Oliver answered and opened the door. We were met by her super angry face. She feels hatred towards us.“Who are you? And who are you looking for? She asks us, pretending not to know us.“Hi, Oliver. We were looking for Ava. Is she at home? Ethan asks her.“No, she is not. She lied. She was about to shut the door on us when our mate shows up.“Oliver, her ecstatic voice lighten our dead lycans up. We were happy once again. But our Lycans howl in despair when they see how unkept and skinny she is. She is not in a good condition. Why is she like this? She was full of life before we met her. This is our fault. Oliver never wants us to stay,
Ava stance.I am blessed. I am finally with my crush. They both love and cherish me, and I pray this moment never stops. They squirted me with their love and care. The love I never retain from any guy in my entire life. I also love them, but I am scared, scared of relinquishing them to the demon. Mr. Drake. He is the evil of all evil. He will kill them. He can do everything in his strength just to have me back. I want to tell them before they got to know about my past themselves, but I am appalled, scared of being despised by them. They will abhor me. They will feel disgusted with me because I am a filthy lady. I deserve to be happy. I deserve to be loved. I would like to erect our relationship with love and trust, but how can I tell them about my past without being despised or detested by them? Oh, Lord, I am finally happy, but my past still haunts me. I am still in the shadow of myself.“Ava, what are you thinking about? I have been dubbing yo
Ava.The college will resume soon, Aiden and Ethan have been dwelling with Oliver and me for 2 days now. We chat, we laugh, and joke together. That is the happiest moment of my life. I am pleased with the way my life is right now. I could not ask for more. Oliver has also pardoned them, everything we're going smoothly between us until the day they both walk up to me and tell me they were leaving town again. Why?“Ava, we need to speak to you, please? Ethan started. Our father still needs us, he asked us to come back home, so we need to leave.“You are leaving me again, all by myself, I said with a wetting eye. Why? Are you not happy being with me?“No, no baby. We are happy being with you, and we never want to leave you alone also, Ethan mumbled.“Then stay, stay with me, please. I am pleading with you, I whispered.“Don't do this, baby. We will be back soon. Stop begging us, we should be
Lunch time.Oliver and I walked inside the cafeteria for our lunch. We meet the new transfer student, Roy, already seated with a lot of girls trifling with him. It makes me recall the time I meet Aiden and Ethan in the cafeteria. There were also many girls surrounding them flirting, some are sitting on their laps. We took the empty seat beside him. Roy was nothing but a definition of a Playboy. He keeps flirting with the girls.“Why did you keep staring at that new guy? Oliver asks?“You mean Roy? Do you see the way he is flirting back with those girls? It's so annoying, he keeps making me remember the day I first meet Aiden and Ethan in the cafeteria with a lot of girls flirting with them.Giggling. She beamed.“Why are you laughing (confusion) I scrutinized?“Don't tell me you were jealous back then, come to think of it, did you not tell me you don't love them, she sneers?
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Flashback.Writer sentiment.“Slave, slave. I hear a loud scream and I rasped. I turn around on the bare, cold floor and glared at my master, Mr. Drake. I was still half asleep. I glanced at him again, glancing at his scorching furious look. I am fully awake now.“Yes, Master, what can I do for you? I asked him, shuddering, knowing he was probably here to torture me. The scene, how Mr. Drake killed Mr. David, still appears in my mind. It was disastrous. The blood. The dead body and how he was burned after he was killed. Mr. Drake is a monster.“I am here to compile what is mine. He beamed, when I look into your eyes, I could no longer comprise my happiness of possessing you under me. Have you screamed and moaned out my name?“What is yours? I asked, whirling to get up on my feet.He giggles at me.“Your torso, of course. All your body is meant for me, little slave.&ldqu
Anna standpoint.I think everyone has forgotten me. No one likes me, all the love my father showed to me was a fib. He never truly adores me. He never loved me. If he did, why am I still here withering away in this trench, suffering in this dirty dark cell? I was brutally fuck and hammered by this worthless whore lycan guard. I was humiliated every single day. I was whipped, and I was never given three day times meals. Little Isabella is out of danger and the king must be aware of what I did wrong. She must have told the king and the queen.“My sweetheart, the disgusted lustful voice of the guards rang in my ear.“My darling, he called again, but I stay tight-lipped.(Who the hell is your sweetheart? A mere guard. Uh.“Are you not the one I am calling bitch? He said angrily as he hauled me by my hair.Ouch, it's hurt.“Stop hauling my hair. I managed to enunciate.&ldq