LOGINWhen I got out of the bathroom, the contents in the shopping bag ‘C’ handed over to me have been emptied on the bed.A matching shoe is placed at the bottom of the bed, alongside a mirror and basic makeup with a moisturizer.Someone came inside the room while I was in the shower.Who? I have no idea.I’m still trying to understand how I'll be able to wear the laid-up items with a bound hand when the door opens up and an older woman in a maid uniform steps in.Right behind her is a stoic guard, heavily armed and looking anything but friendly.I’m completely naked, and for some reason, this guard doesn’t care. Well, it helps that he isn’t even looking at me.The maid greets me and hurries to me with a large towel, which she wraps around my naked body.Then she pulls out a pair of scissors from her apron and cuts the tapes used to bind my hands.Since I only stepped under the running shower after managing to open and close the tap with my teeth, I’m unable to thoroughly clean myself beca
My Captor knocks and pushes the door to the room I was left in open.Stepping inside. He meets me seated on the bed, wiping my bleeding nose with the hem of my dress.I don’t know why my nose is bleeding, but I swear it just isn’t stopping. It could be from the nonstop exposure to Wolfbane gas that I've suffered for hours. Maybe I've fallen sick.I’m almost unable to feel Arina at this point, and that alone scares me. What the hell are these people doing to me?Why are they pumping me with Wolfbane gas?My eyes are teary, yet I manage to keep them sharp as I stare at the man in silent challenge.He stares back at me, and when he doesn't back down, I hiss loudly."You look terrible," He says. "You shouldn't have tried running away again." He closes the door gently and steps in. "I don't know if it's plain stupidity or you just want to die.""Ple.... Please, what do you want?" I ask him, my voice sore from crying."Why do you always have that face whenever you see me?" the man asks. "Yo
I take a deep breath and turn forward to look at the unfamiliar road in front of me.I do not know this man, but it seems like he’s the Boss that is being talked about.He doesn’t look like the kind of man anybody should take for granted, and I’m more than scared for my life, especially with the realization that my wolf, Arina, might not be able to help me if things turn out badly.So, ignoring the man’s silent warning, I pull at the car door, and just as I expected, it’s locked.I turn to see him staring at me. He sighs and shakes his head regrettably before turning to face the road.A muffled scream rises from me, followed by hot tears. When I turn to my pursuer/captor, I note his nonchalant attitude towards my cries, and I begin to think of the best way to get his full attention.I need to engage him in a conversation. That might help my predicament. Engaging him might allow me to know what he thinks, and that will also give me time to analyze and consider my next line of action.W
It isn’t long, though, until I remember that I’m not the average woman. Which means I have to look at this whole situation as more than a snatch-and-grab kidnapping.See, these men said something about their Boss. Their boss... Who could possibly be their Boss?The only person who I think would want to kidnap me is Jefferson Hoard.Is it him?Did he send these men after me?But Allister had everything under control. How can he comfortably break into Silver Valley to kidnap me?Oh my goddess, this is definitely getting crazy.A low, pathetic whimper escapes me. It can't be him. Allister has his men monitoring the man. So, he can't possibly pull this off with such ease.Frustrated tears burn my eyes. Because there is nothing I can do. I’m gagged and bound. And there are two of them and the men look armed.There is no way out of this for me. Except, maybe when the van stops. Maybe I can possibly make a run for it.These guys are huge; big muscles, and big bodies.Unlike the ones that
The less muscular, but Bulky man beside me flashes his tobacco-stained teeth at me and tries to grab my hand. I react by scratching his face with my nails. “Bitch!” he growls as my hand shoots out, my fingernails scratching down his face. “Why the fuck didn’t Rick and his boys tie her up?” the driver groans. “Just fucking tie her up or something,” he adds. “We've got almost an hour's drive. She’s going to pop your eye out if you don't settle her up sooner.” There is a little silence between me and Mr. Bulky, where he's staring at me, waiting for my next move and I'm doing just the same. When the driver doesn’t hear anything from us, he cusses under his breath. “We’re almost at the clearing, tie her up, will you?!” the driver yells. “She’s just a-” Mr. Bulky starts to say just as I suck in a deep breath, harness my inner strength, and scream at the top of my fucking lungs. Shit, he hisses, his body dropping down on mine, straddling my chest, and slapping his hand over my mouth,
The previous week seems to have been the longest and busiest I've ever had. From Gracie’s childbirth to her reunion with the baby's parents, to me moving into a new space, and the shocking, chaotic revelation at the Blackwaters Pack house. Monday morning, I make my way to work. First, I make a quick stop to check on Gracie at the home where she’s staying. The home doesn’t have much of a parking space at its entrance, forcing me to use a public parking lot several blocks away from there. The public parking lot is located on an adjacent plane, which requires me to cross a busy main road to get to the home. I stand at the crosswalk, waiting for the traffic light to change. The morning rush hour fills the street with lots of drivers who are driving so recklessly that I had to move a bit into the pedestrian walkway. Suddenly, a powerful force slams into my back, Unprepared, I lunge forward uncontrollably into the busy street. Car horns blare at me from all angles, and several Drivers
~Rhea~A cane strikes the floor from across the room, my grandmother’s way of announcing her presence. Relief washes over me. I quickly push my seat aside and rush up to her. Hugging her, I point towards the table, and I slip my hand into hers, directing her to the only empty seat at our table.
I turn back to Nox, who is eyeing me like he’s struggling to understand my dilemma, and he shrugs.A suffocating feeling starts to crowd me.I have been thinking of calling Jess and convincing her to see me so that we can discuss the issue of my health and that of my mother.But getting blocked ever
~Jess~I surfed through the rest of my day as fast as I could manage, and when I finally made it to the event, the Westwood Royal Hall was already packed full of guests, surprisingly.I thought the event would be a simple little gathering to show the Pack’s welcome of the Lycan king.Instead, Domin
My eyelids feel like they’re stitched shut, and my body feels so heavy that I’m unable to move it when I try to. The scent of an unfamiliar cologne wafts through my nose. A stranger’s oozing breath ghosts over my cheek, and panic instantly sets in as I immediately force my eyes open. A man I’ve n







