LOGINDAMON'S POVYear 1900 - 19th Century"Father has arrived!" Adam shouted, his voice full of excitement as he bolted outside. My heart leaped at his words. I dropped the book I had been engrossed in, its leather cover hitting the wooden floor with a dull thud, and rushed after him. It had been a full year since Father had left for the war in Russia. They called it the Boxer Rebellion, and Father had joined the Russian forces aiding in suppressing the uprising in China. His absence had left a void in our lives, and Mother, especially, had seemed almost lifeless, her once-vivid grey eyes dulled by fear and worry. As Mother set down the basket of clothes she'd been drying, her face lit up with a rare expression of joy. "Lucas!" she cried, her voice trembling as she picked up little Bella, who was just four years old. Elijah, at only seven, ran close behind her, his small legs moving as fast as they could. Father embraced Adam first, his eldest son, with a firm hug before sweeping Mother
"I... I am sorry," I stammered, scrambling up from the bed, my face flushed with embarrassment. My heart thundered in my chest as I felt his piercing gaze following my every movement. Before I could take another step, his hand shot out, grabbing mine. He pulled me close-so close that I could feel his warmth radiating against my skin. The intoxicating heat from his body mixed with the faint scent of pine and something raw, almost feral. His breath brushed against my cheek, and I instinctively kept my head bowed, avoiding his gaze. I knew better than to look directly into his eyes. These creatures were unpredictable, volatile. One wrong move could mean my life.His grip tightened, and a spark shot up my arm, tingling like fire and lightning coursing through my veins. I gasped involuntarily, unable to hide my reaction. This strange sensation had been happening every time he touched me, and I still couldn't understand it."Look at me," he commanded, his voice deep and unyielding.I hesit
"Why would the Alpha have them killed just for hurting you?" Lily asked in a whisper, her voice tinged with disbelief and fear.Anna folded her arms across her chest, looking thoughtful. "And don’t forget, the Beta saved you. Do you think the Alpha might have accepted you as his mate? Maybe he’s protecting you.""That's impossible," I snapped, pacing back and forth. "They’re not keeping me alive because they care. It’s to punish me, plain and simple."The tension in the room was stifling. I needed to get out. My head was swimming with too many questions and the heavy gazes of everyone around me. I was used to solitude; being the center of attention like this felt like being trapped in a glass box for all to see."I need some air," I muttered, stepping out of the kitchen. The relentless questioning was pushing me to the edge.I made my way to the garden, feigning interest in the plants just so I could have a moment to breathe. The sunlight warmed my skin, and I inhaled deeply, trying t
Elijah… How did he know I was trapped in that room? And why was he helping me? Questions flooded my mind, but I couldn’t voice a single one. He was one of them—a wolf, capable of anything. Yet, his actions didn’t align with the cold, ruthless demeanor of his kind. As he carried me silently into the kitchen, I could feel the warmth of his body against mine, a stark contrast to the icy grip of fear in my chest.Madam Anna was already awake, scrubbing the counters with a tired rhythm. When she looked up and saw Elijah carrying me, her eyes widened in shock. Her hands froze mid-scrub, the brush clattering to the floor.“Sir,” she whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. He carefully placed me on a chair, his golden eyes flickering with a strange emotion I couldn’t decipher.“Clean her up,” he ordered Madam Anna, his tone curt. He turned to me, a faint smirk curling his lips. “Try staying out of trouble, little raven.”I furrowed my brows, staring after him as he walked away. Little rav
Everywhere I looked I was surrounded by them. They would not let us sleep or rest because our kind did not deserve to rest . I was on knees wiping the floor and I wasn't even half way done yet . I had two more large halls to go. After that we had to clean the dishes and that would take hours. It was torture and evil all at once and everyone was watching my every step even the other human servants. "Hi," a girl said as I finished cleaning the second hall room "can you make sure the basement in the kitchen is also cleaned up"I stood up and looked at her "couldn't you do it that wasn't on my list"She seemed offended by what I had just said as if expected to just take it. I wasn't going to be bullied by them as well my own kind hell no "I am a bit tied up that's why I asked""Did you ask everybody else or was it just me?" I grabbing my bucket and she didn't answer "I thought so ,well I'm a bit 'tied' up so I can't" I walked away who did she think she was . She stood there in shock and
"It's time to head back," Lily said, her voice strained with exhaustion. Dark circles hung under her eyes, and her shoulders sagged as if carrying a weight far too heavy for someone her age. She looked like she didn't want to go back out there, and it made me feel even more dreadful. Had anyone ever tried escaping, or were they all just too scared?I nodded, even though a million questions buzzed inside my head. But everyone around me seemed so tired, so defeated. It was as if they had already accepted their fate, and it was terrifying to realize how easily despair could settle into their bones. Each step I took felt like I was dragging a ball and chain, my heart racing with fear. I could almost hear it pounding in my ears.When we emerged back into the courtyard, the atmosphere had shifted. The grand event seemed to be winding down, but the tension remained thick in the air. Some of the creatures were leaving, while others continued drinking heavily. A few couples were tangled togeth
Everyone gasped. I didn't understand why. Maybe it was because I was about to die after doing the most ridiculous thing: coughing. Of all things, why did I have to cough? As he came closer, I realized just how massive he was. He had to be at least 6'4", towering over everyone around him. His presen
My mind was racing with a whirlwind of thoughts. I couldn't stop replaying the image of Armani's death-the way they tore her apart like she was nothing. Armani was dead. She was gone, and I would never see her again. They had taken the only family I had left in this world. I squeezed my eyes shut,
My heart felt like it had stopped beating entirely as I watched him study me, his golden eyes narrowing in curiosity. Was this part of the torture? Were they planning to make my death slow and agonizing? My body refused to obey me; every muscle was frozen, leaving me shaking like a leaf caught in a
"We have to go now, Lizabeth. We can come back some other time," Armani urged, stuffing the second pack of noodles into her bag with hurried hands. Her movements were quick but careful, betraying the urgency in her voice.I scanned the nearly barren shop, eyes darting from one empty shelf to anothe







