LOGINAll Althea Lewis had ever known was a simple, solitary life—until someone informed her that she had inherited a company from the father she never knew existed, along with a marriage proposal from the most irritating man ever: Matthias Cox. As Althea entered this new life, she agreed to marry Matthias under a few conditions: no physical contact unless it's absolutely necessary, and no emotional attachment. Only a fake vow to survive. Matthias might not be as simple and cold as he appears, but love isn't part of the plan. Will Althea be able to keep her life and heart intact for two years, or will she fail miserably because of unexpected love?
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He whimpered as he hangs from the chains. His poor little body aches from the beating he last received. He can't even lift his head, he's just too weak.
He hears the loud noises throughout the pack house. He hears screams and cries that seem to come from every direction. He hears growling and things breaking.
His body trembles from the cold, pain, and fear. He has no idea what's going on, but the sounds are terrifying. He's never heard anything like this before.
He whimpers again when he hears a loud bang coming from somewhere close by. The growling seems to be getting closer, and so do the screams and cries.
It sounds like everyone's dying out there! Noah's so scared, his little body trembles even more as he hangs helplessly from the chains. He tries to lift his head, he manages to lift it a little and his eyes finally focus.
He looks around, but all he can see is the dried blood on the ground below him.... his blood. There's so much of it, it's everywhere!
He can't even feel his hands anymore, he has no idea how long he's even been hanging here. But it's definitely been a long time, probably close to a week if not longer.
He cries out when he hears a loud bang coming from just on the other side of the wall. The room next to the Alphas, the Beta's room.
He tries to lift his head again when he hears voices close by, but it's no use, he just doesn't have the energy. He doesn't have the strength to even lift his head.
He is finally able to slightly turn his head, just enough to see his cabinet. He wishes so badly he was inside there right now. It's his safe spot, no one can see him when he's inside it.
That's his room, his bed. That's where he stays when the Alpha isn't hurting him. That's where he stays when he's not hanging by chains or strapped to the bench.
It's literally a cabinet, exactly what you would see in a bathroom, but without the sink on top. There are two doors, it's just big enough for him to curl up inside and lay down. The only thing he has to lie on the inside is a few torn pieces of clothing. Clothing that he once wore. That was until the Alpha ripped them off of him.
But it was better than nothing, it was better than laying on the bare hard cold wood.
He just knows if he was in there, whoever's here hurting everyone, wouldn't be able to find him. They would never think to look for him in there.
He wants to cry, but he doesn't even have the tears to cry. His body is too dry to even shed a tear.
Not only can he not remember the last time he's eaten, but he can't remember the last time he had even a single drop of water.
He whimpers and cries out when he hears the loud noises now coming from inside the Alpha's room. Just on the other side of the wall.
Noah's in the Alpha special room, a room that was made just for Noah. The Alpha likes to call it Noah's little torture room.
It's a little room he built right off of his room, just next to the bathroom.
He hears loud growlings coming from the Alpha's room. He hears things breaking and shattering.
Then, he suddenly hears it, he feels it..... He tries not to make a noise but he can't help it.
Whether he likes the Alpha or not, it's still his Alpha. And it's painful when your Alpha dies.
He cries out, screaming at the pain he feels as the Alpha dies.
"What the hell, where did that come from?" He hears one voice say.
"Shit, I don't know, check the bathroom." He heard another voice say, just on the other side of the wall, coming from inside the Alpha's room.
He hears the bathroom door open, the door right next to his.
He whimpers at the loud sound, his body trembles even more.
"Shhh. Did you hear that? It's coming from the other side of this wall." He hears one of them say.
They're looking for the door. It doesn't look like a normal door. As a matter of fact, if you don't know it's there, you won't even see it.
He hears banging, and he whimpers again, even though he doesn't want to make a sound. But he can't help it, the loud noises scare him.
"There has to be a door somewhere here... Wait, what's this?"
Noah whimpers again when he hears the click... They found it!
He cries out as they open the door. The blinding light flooded into the dark room.
"What the fuck is this?.... Holy shit!"
He hears one of them say as the other one gasp.
Noah's eyes are squeezed closed so tight. Hoping somehow if he closes them tight enough, they won't see him. But they do, they see him and they can't believe what they see.
"Oh goddess, what did that monster do!"
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Thaddeus's POV
My men and I flood in, quickly invading the Dark Night pack. We quickly discover how horrible this Alpha really is.
Not just by the disgusting things that he does to his pack members. But the fact that these poor people don't even know how to fight. They can't even defend themselves!
We're taking them down with such ease, they're dropping left and right.
I would feel bad, but most of these men are bad, they're evil just like their Alpha. They like to hurt their Omega's, anyone smaller and weaker than them.
They don't even keep them inside, at least not the ones we've found so far. They're kept inside some sort of handmade wooden crate or cage.
They're completely exposed to all the elements. Rain, wind, storms, snow..... All of it, the roof isn't even solid, and neither are the walls. They've taken 2x4s, leaving a 4-in gap between each board. It's like that all the way around, even the top.
These poor omegas are kept in there as if their cattle or something. My heart breaks when I see them. I see the tears in Xander's eyes along with several of my warriors when they see them.
They're filthy, the ground is dirt, and by the smell and looks of it, their own waste. It doesn't look like they have a place to go to the bathroom. Not even a damn bucket!
They're so skinny, covered in wounds, some still bleeding, others scabbed over.
They cower into a corner as my men approach them. I watched Jameson kneel, I can tell he was crying, his shoulders shaking as he grabs onto the wood and peered in.
"I promise we're not going to hurt you, none of you! We're here to save you and get you out of here."
He says before he stands up. He growls as he rips the chain off. He opens the gate and then slowly walks in.
They immediately begin to whimper and cry out. Every one of them trembles, clinging to each other or wrapping their arms around their own body.
"Come here little one, I would never hurt you, never!" Jameson said.
I watch as the one he's trying to reach for looks at him with tears running down his face. But he also has another look on his face... Shock, almost as if he can't believe what he's looking at.
He flinches when Jameson touches him.
"I promise little mate, I would never hurt you!... Please, let me get you out of here!"
He said and my stomach dropped.
'Oh my Goddess, that's his mate! No wonder he's crying like that.' I thought to myself as I watch the heartbreaking scene in front of me.I watch as Jameson places his hands under the Omega's arms then slowly lifts him up and pulls his little body against him, wrapping his arms around the little Omega.
I watch as they both break down crying. The little Omega lays limp in his arms as he cries. Jameson pulls the Omega's head into his neck, then reaches down with his right arm, collecting his legs to carry him bridal style. He stands there for a moment as he holds him.
He finally turns around, walking out of that little makeshift cage. I finally get a good look at his mate and my heart breaks even more. He's covered in scars. I see bruises everywhere, the right side of his face is swollen and purple. The rest of his body is littered with cuts and filth.
"Take him home Jameson."
I say as I place a hand on his shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze before I move forward. I'm going to go find this fucker and kill him! I thought as I headed toward the packhouse with my Beta, Xander next to me.
I growl as I watch their warriors flood out of the packhouse.
I feel my claws extend as I race toward them.
So far, hardly anyone has had to shift, these fools are not trained in the least bit.
I grabbed the first idiot that lunges for me by the throat, my claws sinking into his neck as I grab him. His eyes go wide as I place my left hand against his chest. I pull back with my right hand that's wrapped around his throat and hear the disgusting sound of his throat being torn out.
I toss his body aside then swing my right arm out with my claws extended, and slice right through the guy, who thought he could go for my chest with his claws.
I watched the blood spray from his throat as I sliced into it. I turned, grabbing the next fool's hand. Again, this idiot thought he could go for my chest.
I watched his eyes go wide as I sunk my claws through his chest, my hand wrapping around his heart before ripping it out.
I continue to move through the group of enemies, taking them down with incredible ease until we finally make it inside, and secure the main entrance.
I know he won't be on the main floor, so I leave that level for my men. I send a group to the basement and then head up the stairs toward the first floor.
I need to make sure there are no more Omega's being hidden away somewhere in this hell hole.
As I got to the first floor, I looked down the hall. I don't think he's going to be on this floor either since all the doors are too close together, indicating smaller rooms for warriors.
I yelled for Keith to take his team through the first floor. They'll check every room, every closet, every bathroom, under every bed.
I take Xander, and the next two teams, then continue moving up, heading toward the second floor.
Again, all the doors are too close together, letting me know there's not an Alpha suit on this floor either.
I sent Roy and his team to take care of this floor, while I take Xander and the last team to the third floor.
We begin searching each room, breaking down each door that's locked.
I check each room with my men, once I see it's a normal room, I move on letting them take care of that room and search it.
Xander tears down a door and then hollers out for me. I quickly make my way into the room and see Xander and Alpha Nicholas's Beta going at it.
Two Betas going head to head.
AltheaThe day I moved into some apartment I rented impulsively, it had rained.Not a cinematic kind of rain; the poetic kind that makes you feel reborn or something melodramatic like that. No. It was just grey and annoying, the kind that soaked through your sweater before you realized it and turned cardboard boxes soggy at the edges.A neighbor helped me carry a few things upstairs, some guy with AirPods in and no questions asked. I didn’t even catch his name. He handed me a dripping box labeled Bedroom and disappeared before I could say thank you. The elevator doors closed and I just stood there, clutching my new keys like they might anchor me to something.This was supposed to be a new beginning. But it didn’t feel like a beginning at all. It felt like a concession.The apartment was on the twelfth floor. I picked it because of the view. Something about seeing the whole city stretch below me made me think I’d feel less trapped. But instead, the height only made the silence louder.
AltheaWhen I thought everything was okay, all the walls were tumbling down. My life, my happiness, everything.I woke up in a haze, my head pounding as if I had been hit by a hundred storms. The sharp scent of antiseptic stung my nose, and I felt the unfamiliar weight of a hospital blanket over me. My limbs were heavy, uncooperative, as if they belonged to someone else, and my chest felt tight. It took a moment for my eyes to focus, the world around me blurry and indistinct.The pain was the first thing I recognized. A dull, aching throb in my lower abdomen, deep and unrelenting. I reached for it instinctively, as if I could touch the wound and make it go away. But when my hand brushed against the skin, it felt foreign—empty. As if the very thing I was searching for was no longer there.The memories rushed back like a flood.The blood. The pain. The terror that had washed over me in the moments before I lost consciousness. The frantic urgency of Matthias’s voice, calling my name, the
MatthiasThe elevator groaned as it descended, like the machine itself was reluctant to take me where I was going. Each floor ticked past with a hollow ding, echoing up the shaft like a countdown I hadn’t agreed to. Somewhere in the stillness between the fifth and the fourth floor, I caught my reflection in the polished steel of the doors; drawn face, bloodshot eyes, jaw clenched so tight it ached. I looked like a man walking into something he might not walk out of.The feeling of unease settled in the pit of my stomach, growing heavier with each passing second. The soft hum of the elevator's motor seemed to mock me, as if it knew the uncertainty that lay ahead. I tried to shake off the sense of foreboding, reminding myself that I had a job to do, a mission to complete. But as the elevator finally reached the ground floor and the doors slid open with a hiss, I couldn't help but wonder if I was walking into a trap.I didn’t bother adjusting my coat when the doors opened. The hallway ou
MatthiasAlthea's condition was getting worse, to the point she had to get into an operation room.Time did not make everything calmer; instead, every second scraped across my nerves like the edge of a dull blade. Each tick of the wall clock sounded louder than the last, a metronome counting down to something I couldn’t name. The longer I sat there, the more I felt like I was unraveling by degrees, breath by breath.I sat stiffly in the dimly lit waiting area just past the ICU doors, one foot tapping without rhythm against the waxed linoleum floor. That smell—the sour tang of antiseptic—clung to everything: the walls, the plastic seats, and the inside of my throat. It mixed with the faint scent of coffee long gone cold and something metallic, like the memory of blood. The air was cool, but my jacket stuck to me anyway, and every breath I took felt borrowed.I tried to distract myself by flipping through a magazine left on the table, but the words blurred together and the pictures seem
MatthiasPersonal matters shouldn’t be brought into the workplace. That used to be my rule of thumb.Before everything started to blur. Before the probability of what my old man did started threatening everything I’d built.Tristan’s words kept ringing in my mind like a riddle I didn’t expect. To b
AltheaIt was weird remembering how before I felt like I can’t get used to this world, and a few months later I felt empty because I wasn’t sitting on my working desk.It was strange; how quickly the walls of my office started to feel like home again. The smell of brewed coffee lingering in the air,
Althea“Is everything okay, Matt?”The question slipped out before I could stop myself. I tried to make it sound casual—nonchalant, even—but my voice betrayed me with just the faintest edge of concern.Matthias stood across the room, near the wide living room window, one hand loosely holding his ph
AltheaThe ride to the hospital felt like an eternity, yet at the same time, it wasn’t long enough.The world outside the window moved as it always did—steady, predictable. The early morning rush was in full swing, people weaving through crosswalks, taxis honking at slow-moving cars, store signs fl


















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