Nathan’s POVClara approached me and I immediately took a step backwards. I held my hand out and asked her to stop which she did, tilting her head as she ran her gaze over me.I pinched the bridge of my nose in exaggeration and turned to the old man. “Sir, the female we are looking for is not Clara but Isabella,” I said.“Maybe her name is Isabella. I only gave her the name Clara when I saw that the poor girl was unable to remember who she was. It was my wife's name, you know. And it's such a pretty name. And my wife was so pretty, the prettiest girl I ever saw. Too bad, she was also so stubborn. She never listened to me…” The old man began rambling, seemingly lost in his thoughts.Jones came over to me and whispered to me, "What do we do now?"“What else? We should head back home, of course. This was such a waste of time,” I said angrily.“And make sure you find the person who gave the false information on Isabella,” I added angrily.As I turned to leave I noticed that Clara was hold
~ Isabella’s POVI heard someone muttering and it felt like they were speaking directly into my ears. My ears were ringing and my mouth felt like it had been stuffed with cotton wool. Where am I? Am I dead? Am I still alive?Groaning softly, I opened my eyes to see if I was still alive. I looked up at the ceiling and instantly recognised where I was. I was in Alpha Damien’s room and I had been laid down on his big bed. He was nowhere to be found. I glanced to my right to see the old doctor who had drugged me earlier approaching me with a syringe, I immediately sat up and held out a hand to hold him off while still yelling at him.“Don't you dare come near me, especially with that syringe. I trusted you but you betrayed me. What were you trying to do again? Inject me with another substance, maybe one that'll do more than just knock me out?" I asked as I frantically looked around to see if the young boy who had been with him the first time I met him was also present.The young boy was
~Isabella's POVAlpha Damien released me and walked over to his bed. He sat down and leaned back against his hands. He stared at me expectantly, and then I walked closer to him.“I have to tell you something, Alpha Damien.”“I’m all ears.” He said, cocking an eyebrow.“I… I…" I stumbled over my words."I don't have all day, Isabella." He drawled but still managed to make it sound dark and threatening.I took a deep breath. "I have decided to accept your proposal and be your… wife,” I said sadly.He smiled sardonically. "Hmm… why don't I believe you, Isabella?I glared at him and gritted. "I'm being serious and truthful."He barked out a harsh laugh. "Forgive me if I don't believe you. After all, you tried to trick me once. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, right?""I'm not trying to fool you." “For your sake, I hope not. I really hope that you're not still harboring crazy ideas of running away.” He said glaring at me.“I will kill you myself if you think you can
Damien’s POVI angrily got off my bed and dashed off to the torturing room where Isabella was, as stated by Luke. Luke also ran after me. My vision had become coated with a dangerous red haze as I anticipated tearing off the heads of those who might have laid their hands on her. I was the only one with the right to torture her, she was mine to torture, mine to fuck, mine to do whatever I wanted, she was mine and mine alone.And yet, someone dares to touch her? She belongs to me!A growl escaped my lips and I walked even faster and reached the dungeons.The guard who had been dozing off with his legs up on the table immediately shot to his feet, wincing as the chair he had been seated on crashed to the floor as I barged in.I barely spared him a glance as I told Luke, "Get rid of him."His cries of pleas rang in my ears as I stalked down the hallway until I got to the last cell. I pushed the door open and then I saw the petite figure chained on a chair. She must have been flogged and t
~Isabella's POVThere was pain, there was discomfort as my body rocked. I whimpered in pain, but it didn't stop.Isabella, open your eyes!I whimpered again and opened my eyes weakly to see Damien's face closed in pleasure as he thrust into me. I stared up at the bunched muscles in his neck, feeling disgust, shame, and anger warring in me.Anger won and rose up to the surface in me.I have gone through several beatings and other forms of torture for something I know nothing about. And yet, the first thing this cruel man does after saving me is to rape me. He is truly wicked and ruthless.I gasped in pain as his thrusts became rougher, and despite being weak, I immediately tried to push him off me. But instead, he grabbed my hands and dragged them over my head, pinning them in place with one large hand and effectively lessening the force of my struggles.I wouldn't give in, still trying to budge him off me. Another burst of pain landed through me as I tried bucking him off me, which ca
~Nathan’s POVI laid on my bed thinking of what had happened to me earlier. Does this have anything to do with Isabella? It seems odd that I experienced this after rejecting my mate and she went missing.I thought to myself unsure of what was wrong with me. “Never will I accept Isabella as my mate. I just need to take her off my mind and rest,” I said to myself.I closed my eyes and slept off.***“Good morning, Alpha Nathan.” Jones said as he came into my room, bowing slightly.I was already awake feeling much better. I already had my bath and was going through my wardrobe to put on some clothes.“Morning, Jones.” I replied to him.“I knew I had no meeting with the members of the council today, so why are you here?” I asked him.“I came to check up on you and I can see that you are good.” He said.“As you can see, I’m fine without a doctor. I told you that I just needed to rest.” I said smiling.He laughed and just then a maid came in to inform me about the presence of Claire in th
Nathan’s POVI sat up on my bed to hear about my test results. Jones was also in the room when Dr. Lucas arrived with the result. He handed the white paper to me, and as I glanced at it, I was unable to comprehend what was written, except for the words "positive" and "negative."Confused and frustrated, I turned to Dr. Lucas and asked him to explain the test results to me. He informed me that all the results indicated I was medically fit."Medically fit? But I collapsed," I exclaimed, a mix of anger and bewilderment in my voice as I stood up from my bed.My gaze shifted to Jones, who had insisted on bringing the doctor. I directed my anger towards him, raising my voice, "Didn't I say that I don't need a doctor? He was unable to find out what's wrong with me, claiming I'm medically fit."Jones quickly apologized, bowing his head. Dr. Lucas, on the other hand, went on his knees, seeking my forgiveness."Your Majesty, Dr. Lucas is the pack's doctor, and he has been in this profession for
Nathan's povThe night had been an unrelenting torment, with the doctor's ominous words reverberating through my thoughts like a relentless drumbeat. My body tossed and turned as if in defiance of the news, but rest remained an elusive shadow. Each time I closed my eyes, Isabella's absence haunted me. The thought of someone like Damien finding her before I did and finding out she is my mate chased me out of bed more times than I could count. And by morning, I had worn a hole in the carpet with my constant pacing.The first rays of dawn crept through my window, casting a dim light that seemed almost mocking in its intrusion. I lay on my bed, eyes fixated on the ceiling, mind racing, and heart heavy with uncertainty. I needed to find Isabella, and I needed to do that as soon as possible before I had another attack.A knock on the door interrupted my inner musings, and I snapped to attention, my heart racing with anticipation. It was Jones, probably to give me an update on the search for