*HECTOR* To say that I can't manage my beast is to mince words. The agony of wanting what you can't have and the feeling of helplessness. She occupies a blank space in my mind, a stranger I can't bring myself to evict. I pace back and forth, the whole of me agitating. It's past eight and I’m yet to see the maid, my room is a mess, not dirty, but for an extremist, it needs to be extra. It irks me the more, merely looking at it, hives creeping on my skin. I have tons of new books in my library and research to make, but the thought of a maid puts me in so much unease. Damn! I cuss, she gets me even when absent.There is a knock on the door and when I didn't respond, it opens, her chubby cheeks in my room.“I think you're fed too much than you work for.” I didn't let her get in, before lashing out on her.“I concur with you because I'm starving at the moment.”"Unless I permit you, you aren't allowed to respond to me. Don't act clever.” I aggravate myself as usual. She sets the mop bu
*LADY SASHA* They claim that walls have ears, and gossip is indeed a popular trend and a useful employment for those without jobs, like the alpha females. They and the usual maids wouldn't let the matter go once the elder council visited this pack. I've frequently overheard them discussing the alphas while they were talking, or I've walked in on others going extra miles with the flexibility exercise. Dumb is the most unpleasant of them all. She is undoubtedly stupid. All three of the brothers, notably Hector, who wouldn't give her a moment to breathe, seem to want her to clean their rooms individually. She is incredibly foolish if she doesn't see that she is playing with fire and will only end up getting horribly burned. Why should I care? She was only brought in here to keep their beds warm, so why should I care? If she isn't engaging in a verbal battle with Hudson or an alpha female she refers to as strongest, she is causing havoc in Hector's room.“Shit.” I make a hand stamp on
*AALIYAH* My body hurts so badly that I can't care what the other people are chatting about. Nikki and Linda aren't here; instead, they're either doing the laundry or preparing breakfast for the others, except for us. I'm fighting so hard just to get up. It will take a lot of effort to get my ass there and into my bed because it is so far away. Lady Sasha's treat won't derail any of my efforts because if I don't exact my retribution and keep my head, I'm no better off than dead. It would be worse to be dead than to spend my entire life confined behind these walls and treated like a slave. Where would I flee to even if I managed to escape? Have Beta Nicholas have his way with me this time with my now-dreadful pack? This also is never a choice. Since it's still early, I still have time to clean Alpha Hudson's room and leave before he gets back. He's having breakfast with his siblings and the Beta at the dining room table. I wipe the mud off my clothing as slowly as I can to avoid h
*AALIYAH* My hair covers my entire pale face, making me look like a squirrel that narrowly escaped the predator's sword. I stumble toward my bed as a sharp agony shoots down my spine. "Oh, that poor baby." Nikki shouts, rushing to my defense. "You look like a mess." She cleans my face of hair. "What happened?" Linda asks as she follows Nikki, she throws her napkin to the side.They both encircle me in a cozy hug. giving me a gentle pat. They are more than simply friends to me; they are more than family. After the incident, I've never felt this much affection. Even though I lost a friend, I did gain two others, albeit not in the best of circumstances. I don't mind if this comforting hug is the only thing they can give me.“Do you still feel pain from what that nasty woman did to you, poor baby?” She gently places me in a chair.“It does, but not in comparison to the hardship I'm experiencing.”“Oh no, what might that be?” Linda's voice was quite worried."It's the alphas...not the
*HUNTER* Knowing she is present but out of reach feels different. What has altered? I was as kind, composed, and joyful to the stranger as one can be the last time I can recall. Such unmatched bravery to send her pal in her place. My hands are shaking and I'm experiencing a range of emotions. I sent her placement back to retrieve her more than an hour ago, but she has still not arrived. Going to her room would make me feel uncomfortable and stir up dust.She may have knocked lightly or not at all, but I didn't feel her presence since I was too caught up in my thoughts, which is unusual for me. "You requested me," Her voice is weak and damaged.My heart races with concern. The woman before me is a mere shadow of the vibrant beauty I had encountered just days ago. Her energy seemed drained and her body was contorted with pain.Without a second thought, I abandon my comfort and hurry toward her. But as I draw closer, she suddenly recoils, taking swift steps backward with a trembling
*AALIYAH* _*I am the bonafide queen with three alphas on my feet, the Omega of all Omegas.*_ My hand is completely on the table as the long-anticipated future draws near. I entirely remove my uniform as I confront my reflection in the mirror. Midway through, I turn to look at the scars on my back. I remember my father's comforting words and his suffering. When I was fifteen, he told me stories while watching me nod off in bed."Aaliyah, my sweetheart, do you see this scar right here?" He turns his scapula toward me as he points at it. "I got it from my first combat. I was eighteen at the time, and I thought it was my final day on earth. It healed. So far, it's the closest mark I can acquire from an enemy's blade.” He beams. He puts out his wrist and says, "And this right here, it's my favourite. Mama was about to give birth to you but was too weak." He lovingly strokes my hair and says, "They think you're exceptional. You almost completely consumed all of her energy as you grew,
*THIRD PERSON'S POV* Although the enormous chamber is stunning and serene, you can feel the strain uncomfortably seeping through your skin. The three alphas are seated far apart, staring intently at one another. The connection they once had is so flimsy that it may disintegrate into tiny, irreconcilable bits with the snap of a finger. And regrettably, none of them seem to care. Hudson is far worse, having his claws outside and preparing for a fight, while Hector's eyes are crimson and he has standing fur on his neck. Hunter seems to be kept in the dark about the reason behind their silent conflict. Hector has been following Aaliyah's every move lately like an obsessive stalker. How long she stays in his brothers' quarters when she wakes up, and who she chats with. He is left in danger of his wild thoughts while she is in their room, and it killed him greatly.Additionally, Hudson hasn't slept in a few days, as evidenced by his droopy eyes. He wants her more than ever—all of her—af
*AALIYAH* Like a prey animal running from its attacker, Linda charges in. I can honestly tell that I have never seen her this agitated. As she approaches me, she stops. She waves to the alpha female I'm helping. She stops and gives me a surprised look when she sees how busy I am, so I'm sure she has so much to fill me in on. The alpha female ignores Linda's greetings and gives her an alien-like stare.Linda gestures to my corner while muttering that she will wait for me there before leaving. “You had best be careful around my toes.” The alpha female screams. I believe I was a little pushy in my eagerness to finish and meet Linda. "Sorry.” I apologise and proceed quickly but carefully this time. It took me another 25 minutes to finish tending to her. Linda has been waiting in my corner while I gather my belongings. "What took you so long?" she asks the urge to spill the bean so evident. “The woman won't let me leave. She was being too intrusive when she saw how eager I was to