Bella's POV.
I knew Father Abraham was up to something when he made that suggestion of me having a confession. "Who are you?" I asked with a frown on my face."Who I am doesn't matter, what matters is what I'm here to do ."
I swallowed a large spit and fixed my eyes on him when he muttered.
"I'm here to rescue you."
"Who sent you?" I asked, knowing the truth. It was Damon. He has heard about my abduction, so he sends this handsome tall man to rescue me and then take me back to Greenwood pack. And then what? To be married again to another spiteful man. This realization has a mixed feeling for me. I don't want to go back to my uncle, yet, I don't want to remain here. Only one option remain, going to my mother's pack where at least will be welcome and allowed to choose who I like.
"You already know who sent me, Bella. We have no time to waste... listen."
"It's obvious Damon sent you. Why avoid his name?"
Baron's POV. I want to stop pretending and ask who her uncle is. A man with such undesirable virtue shouldn't go unnoticed by me. But asking her means revealing myself. This I don't want to do yet. Not until I had her inside my fortress, on my bed, chained. Yes. I still meant to have my vengeance on her. I am a man of my word and I had sworn before God to punish her for trying to steal a baby from me. What's the purpose of risking my life to free her, if I have to forgive her? And then, the matter of the baby had to be considered as well. Did she succeed? I will know soon enough. I stared at her, waiting for her to reveal more information about herself. But she didn't, she only blinked twice, lolled on the car chair, folded her arms over her chest, and closed her eyes. And her soft snore later shows she was deep in sleep. It stopped raining, and the sky was a soft rich pink in those brief magical minutes. Only one thing keeps stopping me from enjoying the magic of this moment; hung
Bella's POV. We drove for only about an hour in total silence, even though I desired a chat with him, his monosyllable response to my question made me give up. He was ignoring me. Did I say something wrong? Was it because I tried to make him tell me about himself, which he laughed off? I peered through the car window, fascinated by the green serene, and the slowly moving trees. Since the car was old, we were traveling at a snail's speed. Why on earth did he pick this damn old car in the first place? Edmond had a fleet of cars, so why go for this? Even if he has poor knowledge about cars, the rusted body of this car should have been enough warning to him. I doubt this condemned iron is capable of carrying us down to Greenwich territory. Cars were only brought to our part of the world just recently, and as expected, only the rich could avoid it. Alpha Edmond was among those who could avoid it in abundance, and saliva had drooled out of my mouth the first time I stepped into his garage
I appeared to have myself well in control, at least for the moment. My body no longer shivered and my raging heartbeat had cooled off. I saw D'Mathew looking at the steep shadowed stairwell, he then motioned to me to follow him, which I did. My eyes darted around when we reached the great hall and my jaw remained open. Lots of people were snoring, filling the hall with a low rumbling skipping sound. Some sat on the trestle tables, others on the long wooden bench, but they soon slumped forward and then landed on the cold floor with a loud thud."Will they die? Do you poison them?" I asked with a concerned look. In as much as I valued my escape, I wanted no bloodshed in my conscience.He shook his head. "I only drug their wine. Don't worry, they will sleep like innocent babies and wake tomorrow with a mild headache, and that is all. Hush, now. No more questions about the men's welfare."
Bella's POVHe stood up, staring at me, smacked his upper lip on the lower one, and then rolled his eyes." God curse your soul for what you've already done, but don't dare step closer to me again," I yelled but doubted he could hear my yelling. He looks like a man who was denied his portion of his drug for so long and then gave a large portion of it suddenly."Goddamned you-."He suddenly came down on top of me, pinning my trashing leg beneath his weight and trying to bury his lips into mine. I felt his manhood growing bigger and shoving forward, and I closed my eyes against the awful pain I knew would come when his manhood forcefully shoved inside me. But I couldn't remain still for a second and immediately struck his shoulders with my fists, bit his lips when he tried to kiss me, and then scratched and pounded at his muscled arms. All was like pissing in the r
Edmond's POV.I saw her immediately I pulled the door open and light floated inside her chamber. She was on the floor, crawling like a toddler. Should I beat her now for her attempt to escape me? I thought better of it. I'm so annoyed right now that a blow from me can crush her skull. No, I don't want that to happen. I don't want her to be unconscious while I have my way. I wanted her full attention when I took her. Want her to look at me when I thrust into her. I want to see that healthy fear in her eyes, want to see her squirm and then yell.Bella! I love her name. And I think I love her. But who wouldn't? She was so beautiful and delightful to the eyes. I don't know when the feeling started, or maybe it was there all along. I may not have realized this because of my hatred of Damon who is her half-uncle. Maybe. Just maybe. Lots of maybe here that don't matter. What matters is that I have realized my feelings for her and she will be mine and bore me healt
Betty's POV.I had been having a kind of out-of-the-world experience for some hours now. I paced until my leg was cramped, sat down in my bed, and rubbed my calf until it became red and swollen. I was frustrated, a feeling I detested most. Why won't I? Edmond had shown every intention of forcing himself on me, and he specifically said it tonight. "I will check on you tonight, little princess. You have caught my lustful heart and I need to satisfy my curiosity. Curiosity...damn him!But what can I do? Wait for D'Mathew to appear. I was supposed to wait for him here but he just seemed not to be coming. The chapel bell had sounded eleven times some minutes ago, it will be another day in a few minutes. Edmond will be here any moment to ravish me. Or, I thought, rising quickly, I could try to escape myself. The door may not be locked. Maybe I'd slipped past the guards and through the street.,.. It was ridiculous and I knew it, but I gave it a try. Alas, the door was locked and no amount
Bella's POV.I knew Father Abraham was up to something when he made that suggestion of me having a confession. "Who are you?" I asked with a frown on my face."Who I am doesn't matter, what matters is what I'm here to do ."I swallowed a large spit and fixed my eyes on him when he muttered."I'm here to rescue you.""Who sent you?" I asked, knowing the truth. It was Damon. He has heard about my abduction, so he sends this handsome tall man to rescue me and then take me back to Greenwood pack. And then what? To be married again to another spiteful man. This realization has a mixed feeling for me. I don't want to go back to my uncle, yet, I don't want to remain here. Only one option remain, going to my mother's pack where at least will be welcome and allowed to choose who I like."You already know who sent me, Bella. We have no time to waste... listen.""It's obvious Damon sent you. Why avoid his name?"
Baron's POV.Edmond put further questions to me and I replied easily and fluently. I have studied this role for the past few days. I couldn't afford to make mistakes because my life hung in the balance, as well as her life. I rather like the name Father Abraham; it had a very Eastern sound to it that pleased the aesthetic part of me. But this wretched lady... Whatever had been wrong with her this afternoon? I would get her out of here soon and I will get her home even sooner. I thought as I shivered and took another bite of the overly salted stewed mutton. Had Edmond abused her? From what I already knew of Edmond, the man, whatever else he was, appeared to understand honor. And she didn't look in the least abused, but she did look bewildered and didn't face me once during the long meal. Maybe she has seen through my disguise. That must be it, but how is that even possible?I must find out the cause of her stupefaction as soon as I can. I spent the evening discussing theological
I woke startled. Something had happened and I didn't understand. It was frightening.The Omega assigned to me gawked at me and asked in a shivering voice, "What happened, princess? The alpha just carried you here. Did he speak harshly to you or strike you in front of the new priest? Did you speak sharply to him? Did he-?""Please, Aria. Go away. The Alpha did nothing to me. I want to rest. Leave me now."The comely lady sniffed and retreated to the far corner of the chamber as I stared toward the narrow window. A shaft of bright sunlight knifed through, illuminating dust motes in its wake. What happened to me in the great hall was inexplicable. The priest, that beautiful young man who was a Benedictine, a young man who was dedicated to God...and I had somehow known him, recognized him, felt his very being deep inside of me. How could that be? It made no sense. I had looked at him and felt something deep within me move, open, and then he had taken my hand as any priest might, and the