Godiva gripped her battered phone in her hand, just as sleep stole her after a few sobs. She was exhausted from the day's miseries. It was agonizing when a strong pair of hands clamped around her mouth, lifting her from the bed. Her screams were hushed, the grip getting tighter. She still couldn't believe it was real and happening in Rock's pack. How did they get into her room? Did anyone know about it? She was making it easy for her captor though she couldn't see his face through the darkness. She kept fighting for her freedom but her captor was stronger than her.
The firmness of a gun around her head made her stiffen, realizing that she was being dragged towards the window. Even though she couldn't see their faces, she could tell by their scent that they were different from the ones after her earlier in the day. Her heart sank into a fearful mud, hope deluding her on how she could ever be free from these entanglements. The only way she could explain how she felt was in comp
When Godiva woke up in the morning, everywhere was quiet. The room smelled like Rock but he wasn't there. She realized that she didn't know what he did and went to search for Xena concerning him. It was strange how fast things had changed in her life from the depressing death of her father to being chased by Alphas and finally being marked by the man she hated all in one day. Werewolves were naturally stronger than humans. That strength carried her quite well.It was in the wee hours of the morning therefore, she guessed Xena hadn't left for school yet. Stepping on the corridor, she diverted from going to Xena's room to the direction of a delicious aroma, leading her to the kitchen. Could it be Xena or Steel cooking? Godiva least expected what met her eyes, making them pop in shock and admiration.Carrying a vibe that made him look like a professional chef except for his outrageously cold demeanour was Rock making breakfast. She wished he could smile a little and expre
Seeing her determination, Xena gave in. She couldn't allow Godiva to roam the whole pack in search of the gym. She would have to take her there and await whatever consequence befalls them. "It's alright, I will show you," she gulped down a cup of water and said.Godiva sighed. Somehow she was just bluffing. How tedious it was going to be for her to locate the gym on her own. Then she wondered how they maintained the pack. She never knew the source of income of Alphas and their pack members. "Another question? What does he do for a living?" Godiva asked and Xena knew she meant Rock. She wasn't ready to tell her about their businesses in the city. There was just so much at hand at the moment."You will know all that. Rock is usually very busy. He took time off because of you. I think you should appreciate that fact," Xena threw a hint but Godiva understood differently. She didn't understand the level of sacrifice Rock was making for her but gratitude would always be supp
"Alpha Bond, know your territory and respect yourself!" Steel roared. Alpha Bonds' bodyguards were already moved to get Godiva up the stairs. She did not attempt to escape, being rooted in shock and fear, her eyes were wide open, her feet frozen."Enough!" Rocks' roar got them trembling, the bodyguards froze. He turned to Godiva. "To your room," he ordered. Godiva instantly defrosted at the sound of Rocks' voice. It wasn't the first time he saved her therefore, it was easy for her to trust him. She run to the room, locking the doors like a child haunted by her childhood nightmare. Alpha Bond was ruthless. He had no epitome of pity. His eyes emitted fire and he seemed rough.Rock might speak a few words but he was more desirable. The sides of Alpha Bonds' hair were shaven and he held the middle part in a ponytail. His bodyguards were as tall as Rock and without warmth. Rock returned his attention to Bond."Out of my pack." He sounded casual like he was speaking t
Godiva could feel the hot effect of her question on him. Perhaps the timing was wrong but she wanted to know. The Mark was supposed to protect her and she was ready to reject her mate if it wasn't Rock, even though she was certain that they were incompatible.Perhaps a good way to make him warm up to her would be to bombard him with so many questions. Well, Rock wasn't ready to give any answers. Matters concerning the mark reminded him of his foolish youth. "I have to go," he began walking to the door but Godiva was upset. This was exactly what she hated about him. Trashing everything she deemed important as if it was nothing. She couldn't take it.She blocked the entrance with her small frame. "You have to tell me something, Rock." She was courageous, bottling everything inside that wanted to explode but she couldn't allow herself to break down in front of him. She couldn't let him know that she missed her sisters and thought of their well-being. She couldn't let him
For the next one week, Rock continued having his cold showers and Godiva was adjusting to her new life. It was difficult and yet, she couldn't complain anymore. Acceptance was a vicious language she had to embrace. She had to accept her fate to survive. However, having been cut off from her sisters and knowing they were well worried about her, she taunted Rock with her frustrations, making him avoid her at most times. Rock usually left very early after preparing breakfast when she was still asleep and returned late at night when she had retired to bed. Godiva didn't have to be told that it was because of her.It didn't take long for her to find a solution to his ways. Today, she slept a lot during the day and at night, she waited patiently for him, pretending to be sleeping when the door opened. Rock tip-toed through the darkness to have his bath when his phone rang. He retrieved it quickly from his pocket, pressing the answer button to not wake Godiva since he thought
Rock's appearance was unexpected, his movement swift, comparatively to the wind. Just a glare was enough to cut short anyones' life. It was unlike him to be in a place like this, the environs irritating his demons. He hated the loud music and being around so many strangers, not knowing whom to trust. He didn't hide his disappointment when his gaze caught Steel. How could he allow Godiva to dress as if she was for sale, bringing her to a place like this? He was to protect and not expose her. How could Godiva accept such a sexy dress and follow Steel to a place like this? Being quiet, he hardly socialized and found it time-wasting. What Godiva and Steel didn't know was that ever since that attack at the packhouse, Rock had assigned the bodyguards to report all her movements in his absence. As soon as Steel drove out, it wasn't only the enemy's car that followed them but also one of the bodyguards, reporting their movements. When Rock was informed that they were i
Godiva couldn't fake bravery anymore. She "Rock, what are you doing?" Her voice shivered with each word while she tried to get away. An unexpected smirk appeared in the corner of Rocks' lips, upon seeing her nervous. She walked backwards to the door but had nowhere else to go, clinging desperately to the door handle. The locked door was behind her, with Rock in front of her. Subconsciously, she closed her eyes, waiting for a painful hit of the belt which never came.She could feel him close up on her, so close his breath refreshed her face. She felt the coldness of the scissors around her exposed arm with gentle waves. Swallowing a lump in her throat, she instantly flipped her eyes open, flung with diverse emotions, not knowing Rocks' intent at the moment. "Please Rock, don't do this. I promise to be good.""Shhhhhhhhhh, don't talk." When Rock spoke, she didn't feel any coldness in his voice. Rather it was filled with desire, striking different codes in her mien.  
Alpha Caesar's breathing at the end of the line confirmed that he was still there. Rock waited patiently for his final decision. "You win," he announced in sworn defeat. "Good," Rock casually responded and hang up, he wired enough funds to cover for Godiva's purchase. Alpha Caesar courteously sent a text to confirm receipt of the funds. Afterwards, Rock called Alpha Alonso and was quite surprised by the response he got. "No need to argue with you, Alpha Rock. I've been informed by Alpha Caesar. Go ahead with the transfer without interest." Alpha Alonso knew he was at fault and didn't want any fight. How could they have spiked the drink of the Beta of the Blue Rock pack? It was better to choose peace in a time like this. Rock hummed, ending the call. He instantly wired his share of the money as well. Three Alphas gone, three more to handle. Rock had no intention to approach them. He would only make his intentions known when they meet. The three remaining Alphas were the most difficul