ログインCheska’s POVAbby was about to say something else, but Five entered the room holding two crutches and cut her off."We better get going. If we wait much longer, he won't be happy." Her face was dark and she held out the crutches for me.I took them willingly and stood up, pain emanating from my leg. Abby held my waist for support and the three of us made our way to the stairs.I looked up at the towering marble steps, dreading the climb I would have to make, but fearing more what would happen once I was up there. Once the three of us reached the top of the marble staircase, we were out of breath and bent over from exhaustion. Through panted breaths, Abby told me the way to Valentine’s bedroom."Just walk straight down this hall." She paused and took another breath. "We have to leave you here, we're not allowed to go further." Abby smiled at me reassuringly then took Five arms and started to descend the stairs. I watched them for a few moments before I looked down the hallway that led
Cheska’s POVNow I’m back again. I was so close, so close to escape. The freedom was almost there. Almost.The other two prisoners walked into the room and interrupted my crying fest. I heard them entering so I quickly wiped my tears away and let my hands fall to my sides. Erica and Abby approached me with pity in their eyes with a first aid kit in tow. I refused to make eye contact with them, refusing to believe I was really back here.The younger one spoke to me first, quietly and sweetly. "Hi, Cheska. My name is Abby and this is Five. We're going to help you, ok?"“Isn’t her name Erica?” I asked Abby what made Erica jolt in fear. Abby looked at her then to me. “Uhm yes but Erica has Dissociative Identity Disorder. Erica has five personalities. The current one in her body was Five. She’s hostile and extremely quiet.”I looked at Erica. She was not the same woman as I remember. She wasn’t polished anymore. She was like a homeless woman with dirty clothing and unkept hair. “H-hi,”
Vlad’s POVSomething in me slowly lightened up. Valentine has been cool since Cheska was abducted. And now that everything seemed to be slowly revealing, my mind became clear of how he would whisper in my ears that Cheska wasn’t good enough and why would I want to be back with her.And then I remember the Alpha Title. The one position promised to him when we were little…No…no. He told me he was cool with it and that he wasn’t a first born so it was fine. Did he? No. No. For the first time since everything went wrong, I finally had doubt at my own brother. Now, I wasn’t just thinking about the rogues or my own territory.I was thinking about my brother, possibly betraying me, my own blood.And something didn’t feel right.Marzouq’s voice cut through my thoughts.“We need to leave now.”My head snapped back toward him.“Yes.”There was no hesitation or doubt in my voice. If I wanted to find Cheska, it would be me. Everything came back to her. I straightened, grabbing my jacket.“Ro
Vlad’s POVWest.Alpha Marzouq was so certain that his eyes seemed so bored. I knew desert wolf was built to be different and what I wasn’t expecting was that he could tell it almost immediately. The word still echoing in my head long after the meeting ended.“I can smell the trails in the West.”Every instinct inside me clawed in that direction now relentlessly now that something had finally aligned.We were moving. FinallyMy warriors prepared outside and Rowan was coordinating patrols when Marzouq stepped up. “Your beta will not lead the trail,” he said. I looked at him, questioning. “My men will lead. I don’t want them to be distracted,” he added. I looked at Rowan, his jaw tightening. “Alright. I trust this one to you, Alpha,” I said. “You should be because I have never done this before.”Marzouq sat down on the chair before me as Vivian was on the other side. I was thankful for her but I was still weighing if Marzouq's help won’t cost me anything. “What do you want?” I a
Cheska's POVMy world was filled with the sound of my tears as I drowned out the horrific chaos around me. I was entirely in my own world, so I screamed when I felt a rough hand on my shoulder. I whirled my head around to see that Valentine was standing behind me with a slightly less crazed look in his eyes.“Your damn nosy friend hired a desert to track you down. And he planted a doubt in your mate about me so I need your damn baby out or both of you will die.”I shivered at what he said. Vlad is doubting him now? But this made Valentine angry and desperate and didn't help the rest of his appearance though. His black suit was even more torn up and had blood stains covering it from head to toe. His mouth was a sickly red color with Derik's blood dripping from the corners. He was breathing heavily but he tried to hide it from me. As I looked at him I couldn't help the tears flow from my face.I was back with him. I was his capture again. I had to go back to the barn, back to the loneli
Cheska’s POVI slowly turned my head around to confirm my suspicions. Lingering over me maliciously was Vlad’s brother, Valentine. I jumped away from him in terror and took several steps to where Anaki and Derik stood petrified. I slowly started to shake my head, denying the terrors that laid in front of me.He stood burning in anger. His suit was torn and hanging at odd angles, and normally perfect hair sat greasy and unkempt on his head. He probably shifted mid way as furs started to retract back in his skin. He looked towards me with malice and hunger in his eyes."What? Didn't my dear Cheska miss her captor? I know I missed my bitch." His eyes became more dark at the last word and he briskly started to walk towards me. I walked backwards away from him until I bumped into Derik and Anaki, who still stood petrified. When I knocked into Anaki it seemed to pull him out of his trance. He pulled me behind him and walked up to Valentine with a ferocious look in his eyes."Don't you touc
Cheska's POVCheska’s POVIt's been a week and the pain didn’t fade, instead it intensified that all I could feel was anger, especially when I remembered I saw Vlad cheating on me accidentally.I was supposed to go to the north wing of the pack house where Vlad’s business partners conduct their mee
Cheska's POV“More shots!” Elisa’s voice rang out over the music, her hand clutching a bottle of tequila like it was a sacred relic. She wobbled slightly on her heels, laughing too hard and loud, and Rexion was instantly there, one arm steadying her waist, the other gently taking the bottle away.M
Cheska's POVIt felt like I was sitting in a dark place with a projector flashing a memory I had forgotten. It was like I’m in the cinema in a movie as the main actress in my consisted of my forgotten memories.I saw the girl who was crying when she saw me in Vlad's pack. Her name was Rebecca. She
Vlad’s POVI should have ready myself. Memory loss was unpredictable. I thought Cheska’s memories were locked up somewhere else. I thought she would never remember For two years, I have been praying to the moon goddess that she would never remember them anymore and we could start again but I was w







