ALEXIOS
Fiona wouldn't look at me all through the drive. Let alone have a word with me. She was far too busy making sure the daughter of that bastard was doing alright. I bet she would feel differently if I told her what had happened. The Nightshade girl hadn't brought it up so I felt no need to talk about it. The last thing I needed was to have this girl believe we had some sort of hold over me."Kiss her," That pestering voice had the back of my head rattled. "You know you want to." It was enticing. Her lips were the most inviting pink I had ever laid my eyes on and so could barely stop thinking about it. God, It was slowly happening. The madness of the bond. I looked into the rear mirror. It was easier to spy from there without gathering suspicions. Fiona had given her scarf to the Nightshade girl. In Fiona's eyes, I could see the look of disdain. Her lips were pouted and at the base of her throat, a bobbing vein threatened to explode. Lydia on the other hand looked disturbed. I still found it hard to believe that her pack had tossed her out like hot garbage the second push came to shove. It was almost like they believed their authority was the problem. The Nightshade probably believed that this savage act would save them from my clutches now that they were struggling with tributes but that was far from what was going to happen if the next batch didn't arrive. Whilst the Nightshade was under Lydia's father's authority, he didn't commit his atrocities alone. He had elders by his side. He had soldiers by his side. In all certainty, All of Nightshade was guilty of Duncan's tyranny and in the end, the heavy hand of my divine justice would fall upon them. The car pulled over at a pleasant-looking mansion I liked to call home. It was at the heart of my territory and acted as a safe space for my people of any caliber and sometimes strangers who had not dented cruelty to the Rose pack. The weather had darkened significantly and as we highlighted the vehicle. A couple of sentinels walked over to accept us."My Alpha," One of them said. "How was your trip?"I looked behind me. Lydia stood very close to the car she had just highlighted from. Almost like she was using it as a shield from the world that awaited her. "As you can see," I finally spoke. "It was very good. I even got me quite the trophy."The boys looked in her direction. "She is very pretty for a slave." Another mentioned."I'm glad you think so. Her name was Lydia Nightshade. Now. Now she is just my property." I turned back to the men and smiled. "Acquaint her with the dungeons while I figure what her penance for existing should be."The boys got right to it immediately. They handled her roughly and just the way I liked because I had an inkling they might have been gentle if her accursed bloodline hadn't been mentioned. As they dragged her towards the back of the house, Fiona marched inside. The sky seemed to grumble as she did. A telltale sign that my witch was infuriated."Fiona!" I yelled as the door to her quarters half slammed into my face. "Let me explain."She didn't look at me. I could hear her sniffling. Fiona never did that unless it hurt but being an empath was a different thing altogether. Fiona found it easier to put herself into the shoes of others. Something I found almost impossible to do. Still turning away from me, she wiped her falling tears and spoke. "I don't want to hear it, Alexios. You promised. You promised that things were going to be different this time around. I don't want to do this. Have this same old thing that happened to Shari to repeat itself. I just don't get it. Your mother and I have done everything to make you move on and forget your grief but it seems all you care is that it consumes you.""Fiona," I repeated. "Just hear me out.""Why should I?" Fiona lashed back. Her anger took the most of her as she turned to face me. "You don't listen to anything I have to say. Why should I have to do the same?""So you can get things from my point of view before you get on to cursing the very air I breathe.""Speak then. Make it make sense. How you bought the daughter of the one man you despise and humiliated her in front of a majority of your pack members for the sins of her father."I closed the space between us as memory stabbed me. I remembered a little boy whose legs could barely move as his father's blood tainted his black shoes. A woman was pleading with the man who had just ripped my father's heart out of his chest like it was nothing. I remembered her saying words similar to the ones Fiona just muttered."I did it mostly because I wanted to. Everyone knows the only thing Duncan cared about more than torturing those around him was his family. He might be gone but it gives me joy and a lot of relief seeing with my own eyes the one thing he loved has been ripped to nothing but shreds. However, while I had my ulterior motives, I also did it to protect that accursed girl. If I had skipped her, someone else... let's say that bastard at the auction would have gotten her and I dare say I might be demented, but my father's fanatics are atrocities. What I did to Lydia Nightshade was child's play.""Okay. That might make a bit of sense but you were also a cold bastard to that poor girl here. What is your excuse for that?""Nothing, I confessed. "I do still hate the girl and will use every opportunity I get to taunt her but that is as far as I will be taking it."Fiona gave a little sigh. "You are impossible."I made a face. "But you still love me. Don't you?""Do I have a choice?" Fiona chuckled.I made a slow dip for her mouth. The brush of her lips around mine caused a slight rush of sensation to arise within me."You sure aren't., I murmured before deepening the kiss. My hand closed around her shoulder, covered only in the thin material of her dress as I drew her in for a close embrace. I was going to go ahead and undress her but that unsolicited whisper flooded my head."We both know she is not the one we want."ALEXIOS Fiona's kisses got deeper. Her fingers caressed my body, stopping at my hip. Her fingers slid into my pants with ease as she reached for my belt. As she undid the clasp, I felt my wolf overpower me. If I hadn't managed to rein it in as quickly as I did, the animalistic impulse within me told me I would have really hurt Fiona. Fiona must have noticed my hesitation because she immediately broke off the kiss. "Are you alright?" She asked. I pondered on whether it was right to tell her. I could hardly believe this madness myself but I was reasonable enough to know that such a piece of information would wreak havoc on Fiona's mental state because that wasn't the plan. Was the goddess blind? I had to wonder. I had never needed her permission to love and live. At the tender age of ten, I had ascertained that Selene, the alleged mother of all had her favorites and Alexios Rose was not one of them. Everything I was, I had built on my own accord. What right did Selene have to jump ba
UNKNOWN POV Hot air escaped from my lips as I tugged my sweater close. Wentworth was cold this time of the air. My feet wobbled as they tried to stay afloat on the frozen floor. It was times like this I wished I was back at Havenbourne; the city of Roses. I entered an alleyway that served as a shortcut to my apartment. My phone buzzed and as I fished into my pocket to retrieve it, I saw something move behind me. Instinctively turning back, I surveyed the area. Wentworth wasn't particularly dangerous but one could never be too careful with dark alleyways. "Who is there?" I demanded. My sense of smell was keen and so was my divine gift. "I know there is someone there and if you don't step out of the shadows, I will kill you."My threat seemed to work nicely. My stalker stepped into the moonlight. The first thing I caught was the color of their eyes. They were the darkest blues implying this was a Nightshade werewolf and that vital piece of information caused me to immediately take a b
LYDIA When morning came, the guards came to my cell just as Alpha Alexios had promised. I took a deep breath as their heavy metal keys singled into the keyhole and the door clicked open. "She is beautiful," I heard one of them mutter. "It is such a shame that we can't have her. I can think of a few things I want to do to her."I was repulsed. My eyes were still closed when one of them's brash fingers went for my throat. I felt his nails break the surface of my skin and as the sting surged through my body, I opened my eyes to see the guard's disapproving glare. "The Alpha demands your presence and you have the guts to sleep." Having said his piece, He lifted me off the floor and threw me against the metal bar at my left. A cracking sound exploded from my spine as I hit the bar and dropped limply to the floor. I wanted to fight. I knew I could. I barely had any training in combat but the one thing my dad had taught me was how to kill a man. The sentinel in front of me was weak. I coul
LYDIA Tendrils of moist hair blocked my sight as the guard from earlier led me to Alpha Hunter. The doors to a quarter opened and I was greeted by the laugh of a woman being pleasured. I looked before me. In the bed which was draped all over, I could make out two silhouettes. The feminine one had her hands combing through her air while her slender body bounced back and forth. Below her perfect body was the silhouette of a man. His hands were wrapped around the female's body like a tentacle. Moans escaped his lips as the woman continued to bounce. "I'm going to cum." I heard the woman say and it made me cringe physically."Do it, baby. Cum inside of me." The woman retorted, grinding her behind against his stiff member. Was that their dirty talk? With the way my body sang at the act under the sheets, I didn't need any miracle to know who they were. A loud whimper that hinted sexual liberation lunged out of the crevices of their throat and I watched as they both collapsed to the bed,
ALEXIOS There is a kind of shock that rushes through you when the woman who told you to your face that she regretted ever birthing you waltzes back to your front door. "Give me a minute," I said to the messenger."Why is she here?" Fiona inquired. I wish I knew but if I had to guess, it probably had to do with the stupid promise I made her. I glanced at Lydia. The look of relief distorted her face. I liked it better with the frown lines. I begrudgingly walked to the bed and grabbed my clothes. "Keep the girl in check," I instructed Fiona, giving her a kiss before stepping out to face my mother. Glancing around, I zigzagged through the giant hallways and ducked in through an open door. The only open one really. It was a small room that acted as my office. “Hello mother,” I tried to say in the most uncondescending voice I could manage. I took my seat in front of her and asked. “What bring you back to this hellhole?” Her hand was wrapped around a steaming hot coffee cup while she d
FIONA The girl–Lydia Nightshade–was afraid. While I couldn't comprehend what bothered her. It had to be valid. I would be a prick if I believed saving her from Alexios's grasp was all that it would take to help. She didn't deserve this. "Now that we are alone, what do you want to do?" I asked, strolling back to the bed to don my clothes. I waited for an answer but none was forthcoming. So I craned my neck back to read her expression. She was backed down to a corner of the room, her head fallen. "Loretta?" I called her by her name to sound more receptive. Not sure which book I read that in, but I knew it helped. It did seem to work because the second Lydia heard her name, her head whipped back up."I apologize." She said with a bow.The haughty act made me cringe physically. I had enough servants treating me like I was some porcelain doll. This was going to be different. We were going to be friends and when the time was right, I would convince Alexios to grant her freedom. "Don't apo
FIONA I met Alexios Rose one cold October. I had been diagnosed with a curse and my parents saw it fit that I spent time with my uncle and aunt who specialized in healing magic. Those were the words that left their lips but fourteen-year-old me knew better. My parents were leaving me to die. It was difficult if not impossible to break a killing curse. My parents intended to purge my existence out of their memories as my demise got closer but how could I blame them? I was the weak one who got susceptible to a curse targeting my bloodline. It was bound to happen eventually. Entering my uncle's home, I felt the will to live completely drain from me. My uncle searched for one cure to another in a bid to remedy the curse. His obsession with healing me didn't even stem from his undying love for his niece. I was nothing but an experiment to the stout broad man. I was an opportunity for my uncle to prove that he was talented in breaking curses. That was what my family stood for. Power. It wa
FIONA The heavens thundered as I waited for something from Alexios. I wanted him to tell me it was all a lie. My ears were clearly not deceiving me but if he told me that was the case, I would accept it with no question. Alexios however remained silent. I could see the stigma in his eyes. He couldn't even bring himself to deny it fit my sake. Dips of tears pinnacled my face as he tried to come closer. I couldn't bear to even look at him right now. "Stay away!" I warned. My scream caused a mug on the table to shatter stimulating Clara to jerk backward. I wanted to apologize. I wanted to take it all back and fix the damage that my magic had done but my anger kept getting the better of me. It felt like a consuming fume I couldn't escape from. "Was that it?" I asked him. Alexios looked at me worried as he tried to pare the space between us again. "Fiona, listen...""Answer me goddamnit!!" I retorted. This time the heavens parted in two and a fork of light descended dangerously close t