“Henry? Why Henry when you can train me yourself?” I asked Lucius because I really want him to train me himself. I know he is skilled enough to do that. He is powerful and very strong so I don’t understand now why he wants Henry to train me in heavier training when he already trained me in some basics before. I mean what is wrong with that? I am sure he is capable enough to teach me everything I need to learn. Not that it can guarantee that I will learn everything within three days because that is really impossible and I know that, but let's just say I am more comfortable around him than anyone else. Not that Henry makes me uncomfortable. He is a great man and a very loyal one, of course. But can’t I have my husband train me so we can have more time together? I mean who knows what will happen three days from now? No one knows what will happen—well, except those vampire/s who have the ability of precognition—but except them, no one knows.“It’s just, what we did in the past was only th
One day is left and I can say that the two days had passed were the hardest two days of my life. Not because of the hard training I received from Henry, Jaxon and Thomas, but because it seemed that there was still tension between the three sides. And it is worth mentioning that Lucius almost broke Jaxon's jaw. They have been an ass to each other no matter how Landon tries to behave. Carter is on his best behavior, though, no one can contest that. But I noticed his bold glares at Landon sometimes whenever their opinions oppose each other. I appreciate how he is trying to behave even though it's obvious that he has been trying to be patient with Lucius this whole time."Ah. I hate the other men in your life. I fucking hate their guts," Lucius whispered to me one time. I just laughed and pulled him to a hidden corner to give him a short kiss."Thank you for being patient for me. I appreciate it," I said while my hands were on his nape."What else can I do? I love you and I will always, a
Back when I was young, my dream was simple. Stay out of troubles, earn a medical degree, make a good career, marry later on to my boyfriend at that time and have kids, maybe two or three. I envy those big families so I wanted to make my own. Maybe because I grew up in a broken family and I felt lonely. When Dad remarried to a woman who has a daughter same age as me, I thought I would finally have someone I can call as sister. I wanted a sibling. I wanted a normal happy family. But turns out that I would be kicked out in my own house because of her. Not that I was literally kicked out though since I left myself. But it is still the same for me because I knew I had no choice but to leave. It was getting worse every day and I don’t want Dad to worry about my issues. I went to Lynnwood, hoping I would calm down there and I also hoped that my stay in a new surrounding would bring good to me.However, looking back now, I can say that it brought me to something both good and bad. Staying in
Alec couldn’t speak in too much irritation and probably, anger. His eyes were so dark and it was almost red, like the color of evil itself. The color of blood and war. The color of death. Yes, red can symbolize love like that of a rose. But it could symbolize many things such as what I have mentioned already.I know what I am doing is a big risk, but I have to try regardless. I need to save the innocent lives of those people who chose to stand by my side. They don’t deserve death like that especially when Alec is the one serving it. He is evil. His soul—if ever he has one which I doubt—deserves to rot in hell all together with his evil subordinates, especially Vienna. If only I am given a chance, I will really kill her. With the anger I am feeling for her, I won’t miss it for sure. She is just lucky that I am not capable enough to do that especially with the given circumstance. Because if only I was capable enough and there is no Alec blocking my way, I would have surely done it, give
“Marry me or your family suffers,” he said coldly, staring at me with his evil eyes.I have never imagined that the person who was trusted the most by my family betrayed us just so he could replace my father as the alpha. I should have known better than to trust anyone, let alone a man full of greed and ambitions.“Give me your decision, Madeline. I don’t like waiting,” he demanded.I wished I was more than just an alpha’s daughter. I wished I had more power than what I have. I could have protected my family from such ruin. I could have protected our pack from Benedict. He was my father’s trusted apprentice, a son of a beta. He was so good in his pretense that I wasn’t able to see through his disguise.“But you know we are not mated,” I said, trying to find a reason so he wouldn't push this pathetic marriage. I wished to marry for love and not marry someone who caused my family and pack’s demise!“Of course, we are not, but that is the least of my concern now. You should be thankful t
Cold and shivering, I slumped to the ground with my head feeling dizzy. It was seven days since I left my pack, Moonraven, and ran to the vast outskirts of Seattle from Vancouver, scared that Benedict’s men must be hunting me down. But I guess this is the farthest I could get with no money and food.I leaned on the tree and closed my eyes. The light from the horizon was starting to fade and I could barely see a faint light from where I was because of the tall trees surrounding me. Sure, it was a good place to die, somewhere peaceful and calm. But should I allow myself to just die like this after my parents sacrificed themselves for my freedom? Should I put their efforts into waste by giving up?I don’t think I have the heart to do that. But I also don’t know where I can get strength in the middle of wilderness.I can’t help but ponder about some things. Too much trust and kindness were my father’s weakness. He trusted Benedict and the people surrounding him too much that he was blinde
I’m not sure if the man meant luck or misery, but at that point I only know one thing. I can use him to get out of this hell. I have no idea what he’s planning to do with me but I’m ready for the worst. If he will have me as his whore or his slave, then so be it. Staying pure doesn’t matter now. Staying alive does. I need to live no matter what the odds are because that’s the only way I can avenge my family. “You are one lucky lass. You got a rich man to take you in,” said the woman who is dressing me up. I don’t have the energy to move so I just let her do what she wants. I stared at the mirror mindlessly, and didn't have the time to care how I looked or what dress I was wearing. The bruises in my arms I got from running in the forest were covered with long sleeves of my knee-length dress. The other girls were dressed with short sleeves, I was the only exception and I guess it was because I’d looked horrible with my bruises. My pale lips were also now painted with rouge. But no mat
I’ve always felt the weird demeanor Benedict has all those years of him acting loyal to my father. He’s handsome, quiet, I think the quietest man I’ve ever met, he’s most of the time serious, and he never looked at any girl in our pack. He was either training the men or handling the pack’s affairs. I didn’t have casual conversations with him even though he was often invited to our house for dinners and parties. I’d always seen him in the town, and back when I was still studying, we went to the same school. I didn’t give him much attention then, but I knew he was good at academics. Well, he’s good at everything he does if my memory serves me right. Although his beta father died early, with his contributions, everyone believed that he was the only man worthy of my hand. They said we were perfect for each other. I couldn’t disagree more. I had never pictured myself marrying Benedict Allen. I could stomach Tyler, his geek cousin who couldn’t even throw a punch, but not him. Even though