LYDIA
What was the moon goddess thinking? I asked myself as the auctioneer yelled out loud that Alexios Rose had won the bid considering that no one else dared to toss a contender."Sold for five million." The auctioneer sounded overjoyed. I could hear the slaver scream from behind the curtains. A contract was immediately brought over and Alexios signed, solidifying my fate. Enjoy your purchase." The auctioneer told Alexios as he slammed the paperwork close. "Have a great evening." A woman. Dark-haired. Pale skin and onyx orbs ran to Alexios's side. She had a worried look on her face. She pulled Alexios by the arm and pulled him close like he wasn't a killer. It was crystal clear that she didn't get him. I dared to say that she looked furious. I just couldn't wrap my fingers as to why. No matter though. Life had kicked me hard enough. I was going to die just like I had manifested in the four cold walls of the cell. I knew I should be afraid. I needed to be. But I wasn't. The man inches away from me had killed my father. His disdain for my lack was the very thing that led me here. The circle of it all was that he had just bought me. I was his property. I was also his mate. Alexios Rose is my mate, I repeated to myself not sure I wanted to believe it myself. The enemy was my true mate. I was nearly sure of it. My wolf and his had called to one another. The bond had started. Fragile, but it was there. I wondered if he felt it too. Was that why he bought me? A hundred questions flooded my thoughts."Why did you buy her?" The girl latching on to Alexios demanded. "You promised you wouldn't let your hate make your choices for you. You promised." Tears gushed from her eyes. She wanted to say more but the constriction from holding down her tears wouldn't let her.Was this his lover? I pondered. The second that thought skimmed through my thoughts, I got my answer. Alexios wiped the straying tears off her cheeks and whispered. "This isn't hate Fiona.""Then what is it?" The girl I believed to be Fiona demanded. "Because I know damn well you did this because of who and what her family stands for. She is not Duncan Nightshade, Alexios. She is her own person.""We will discuss this in the car," Alexios promised. "People are beginning to stare."Agreed. All eyes were on us and the whispering tongues wouldn't shut up. Not to mention that their argument was hindering the auction from progressing. Fiona agreed and slowly walked to the door. Alexios signaled to the security at the door and I watched them run over. They instantly knew what he wanted. They undid my collar from the other girls and handed it to Alexios. I noticed a crooked smile creep up his lips as the metal made contact with his palm."Come on little orphan." He mocked me, immediately tugging at my collar. I clawed at the collar as I gasped for air. He showed no mercy. He headed towards the door without the slightest concern for whether I followed suit or not. Well, it was either I obeyed or suffered from asphyxiation. I was not surprised. It was something I expected from Alexios Rose. It felt more like karma than an act of retribution. My father had done the same or perhaps even worse to the Rose pack and many others whilst he was in his prime. The collar compressed against my throat the second time. It was tighter. More frightening. So I swallowed whatever pride I thought a being like me could have left and followed. A burst of chatter rang out, and a couple of wolf whistles. Someone slapped me on the butt but what could I do. Tears blinded my sight as the hurtful words followed."Such fuckable mouth for a Nightshade princess...""I'd pay gold to watch whatever Alpha has in store for her..."There were many others but my ears managed to block them out or maybe it was the fact that my tears became so loud that it was all I could hear. The cool air hit my face as soon as the twin doors leading to freedom shifted open. Alexios stopped halfway to his car. The girl from before was in it already. I had thought he stopped to get his bearings or maybe even acknowledge the mate pull that had transpired earlier. But I was stupid to ever think that would happen."How was that?"I remained quiet. Unsure of what exactly he was referring to. The mate bond or the humiliation I had to endure walking a pack of werewolves naked?"Answer me!" He growled and without waiting for my reply, he continued. "I enjoyed watching you tear up. I have to admit that a ray of sunshine made its way to my pitch-black heart watching your dignity as a woman being stripped from you." I was repulsed. He tugged at the collar again, forcing me to close the proximity between us. I fell face front into his hard, toned body, my arm in vicious pain resulting from his tight hold on it. My entire body shook making eye contact. His eyes...they were soulless. "If you think you have suffered little princess, this is a reality check. Your father's death. Your mother's murder. Those were just the tip of the iceberg. Fate sent you my way and I promise you, dear Luna, I will do my part to make your life an unbearable hell. No one will save you from me."I wanted to speak. The goddess knows I wanted to but the words wouldn't come out right. I knew if I dared speak a word, I would become a sobbing mess. I didn't want that. I did not want this man to know he was capable of breaking me. I would rather die. So I chose that option. If my little time in the slave quarters had taught me one thing. It was that Alpha Alexios Rose had a temper followed with a murderous intent to the slightest provocation. Defying all the nerves in my body stating that I do otherwise, I balled my hands into a fist and prepared myself for a punch. If I could land one, then I would gladly welcome death. Like my father used to say, what made a king was how big of a bang he went out with. As I raised my hand to finalize the vivid plot, Fiona's voice butted in."What is happening?" My palm loosened and we both looked in her direction. Her gaze was fixated on Alexios. The look on her face hinted peak disappointment. I watched as Alexios's grip on my other hand loosened. It lasted only for a minute. Alexios let go of the collar string and tightened his hold on that hand."Sorry for keeping you waiting babe." He said.Somehow his last sentence seemed to shatter the remainder of my heart more. My stupid emotional obsessive wolf was heartbroken with not the slightest self respect for her individuality. As we entered the car, I convinced myself that he had felt nothing back at the stage. My mother, bless her soul had told me of cases like this. Bucking. A rare case scenario where the mate pull is only experienced by one party and of course, it had to happen to me. The door beeped open and Alexios shoved me in before waltzing to the front seat next to the driver. The girl, his mate, was kind enough to help me in. She unwrapped a scarf from around her neck and covered my bare body with it. It wasn't enough but I appreciated the effort. It also thickened my thoughts about the goddess' matches. Alexios Rose did not deserve this woman. Sure he was the kind of man most girls would die for. He had dark brooding looks, and a fierceness about him that would make any girl's knees go weak but my father had been just like that. A stark difference from my mother and I knew how that went down.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
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