Cilla’s POVWhen Ridian left the pack for ‘work issues’ that were not specified, I thought I would get to rest but worse times lay ahead for me. I was reassigned to the other members of Ridian’s immediate family. The family was led by Elizabeth Jamison who had given birth to Ridian Jamison who was 28 years old, Brody Jamison, 26, Camilla Jamison, 24 and a ten year old Erica. The alpha may have been bad, but each of these people seemed to be worse. It was clear the apples did not fall far from the tree.Elizabeth Jamison stood by, watching me as I scrubbed the floor for the umpteenth time. I had been cleaning the floor in her unit for over an hour. Her daughter kept running out to play in the mud and returning with dirty shoes which made the floor dirty. Even when I had passed that particular part, Elizabeth made me return and clean it all over again. She did not even bother scolding her spawn. It was like she enjoyed seeing me suffering. How much bitterness did one have to have in o
Ridian’s POVSamantha was laughing hard, Kane was arguing with his beta and there were two women running their hands all over my body. I downed the drink in hand and reached out for another from the server standing right next to me. There was music and a lot of noise in the background. There were lots of drunk people, stumbling about all over the big hall and making a mess everywhere. It was a very messy party, and I did not like messy parties. I preferred my parties classy unlike my friend Kane who was more drawn to irresponsibility and recklessness.The party had been going on for two days and I was getting tired of it. I was getting tired of the same old routine, meant to make me feel whole and yet it never did. I wanted it to help me feel normal but it never worked. The sadness would disappear for a while, but it always returned when all the mind-numbing activities ended. At the end of the day, it would be me, and myself, all alone.Kane and his beta finally stopped arguing over t
Ridian’s POVSamantha feigned some sort of understanding before excusing herself and leaving. I was relieved that she was gone. Suddenly, the world was quieter. I had been scared of the quiet but it actually calmed me down. I began to feel better, and realised it was all I actually wanted. I wanted peace; I thought it was only inner peace, but clearly external peace was important as well.After a cold shower, I lay on the bed. The peace soon disappeared and was replaced by certain restlessness. All the negative thoughts I had repressed started to pour back vigorously. I hated being uncomfortable when away from home. I realised I needed to go home where I could do whatever I wanted without worrying so much about what others thought. They were my subjects, after all. I leapt out of bed and put on my clothes before heading back to the party room.Kane was dancing with his mate but he looked absolutely stoned. I made my way through a bunch of sweaty and smelly bodies. Kane stumbled again
Cilla’s POV“You have to go.”The words felt like a stab to the heart. Just as I was beginning to feel at home in the pack I had been sold to, my mate said those four words to me. It had hurt when he ran off after accepting me, but a part of me had thought that he might have a change of heart and decide to accept me in his heart. The four words shattered my heart to pieces. I stared at the man who had just shut me down and saw the hate in his eyes. What did I ever do to him? Why was he being so callous towards me? I wanted to ask all those questions but quickly realised there was no point. He would just reply with something more hateful. Ridian could never be the kind of mate I had always dreamed of. I was one of the unlucky ones.There was no changing Ridian’s mind. His mother came in right after he had told me that I had to go. I was still on my knees when she burst in and started yelling at her son and telling me to return to work.“She has to go, mother.”“When will you grow up a
Cilla’s POVThe twins were not spoilt brats. They were little devils. They did not remind me of my siblings. They reminded me of Satan. Dalia and Malia Frey, daughters to Vincent and Mirabel Frey, alpha and Luna of Waterside pack were the worst children I had ever met. Those two eight year olds were the scourge of the earth. Dalia and Malia had sandy white blonde hair and freckles on their faces. They were very pretty. On the outside, they looked like two beautiful angels that anyone would admire to have. Dalia was a bit taller than her sister and had a small scar on the back of her hand. That was how I was able to tell them apart. I had spent less than ten minutes with them but I was already to tear my hair out. While one was running around the house wreaking havoc, the other was standing by the window singing out loudly with a croaky voice. I was not even halfway picking up all the toys scattered all over the leaving room. Most of them were broken and there were sharp parts sticki
Ridian’s POVI couldn’t decide which was brighter, the stars or the moon. The moon didn’t seem bright as usual. The stars, on the other hand, were at their brightest. As I lay on the hammock and stared at the illuminated sky, cold wind blew against my skin. I liked the cold, it gave me something to feel. It had been two weeks since I had sold of my own mate. Who even does that? Apparently fools like me do it. In a fit of rage, I had made a decision that was starting to cost me my peace. And yet, I didn’t even want her. The weeks had passed by pretty fast since I had spent most of the time buried in work which included fighting off angry rogues who had injured me in several places, but had not been able to kill me. Instead, I was able to send all of them to hell where they belonged. How dare they come and claim the territory that had been owned by my pack and family for hundreds of generations. Because of their lack of purpose in life, rogues like causing trouble for no important re
Ridian’s POVSamantha and I talked about so many things that day, some of which I never imagined she had opinions on. Turns out she was smarter than she let on. She had dumb-ed her brilliance down so much that I had never seen it. I thought she was just another dumb beautiful blonde.Eventually, we had to address the elephant in the room. Cilla Markle. I had tried to avoid talking about her but Samantha was not about to leave without bringing the subject up.“I knew you were just waiting to bring that up,” I said, smiling.“I knew you were trying very much to avoid the subject,” she said.“What do you think I should do about it?” I asked.“What I think doesn’t matter. What you think is very important? Do you want her back? Do you think you can accept a normal mate relationship with her? What is your view of her as a person?”“I haven’t known her much to form a real opinion. From what I’ve seen, she’s a nice girl, quite courageous. She has stood up to me on serval occasions. Even stood
Cilla’s POVSitting on the sofa, I turned on the TV and started to scroll through the channels as the twins picked up their toys.“No TV for you until this whole room is cleared of your toys,” I stated, leaning against the backrest. No one said a word or tried to protest. I glanced at Dalia and she just twisted her face before bending to pick up a brown doll.“Is it so hard for you to always put away each toy after you finish playing with it? Why do you have to scatter them everywhere? Now you have to much work to do.”The twins did not say anything. I was proud of what I had done in only one work. I had transformed them from little devils to obedient angels. I was no fool though. That was a very short time for anyone to completely change. I could see the resentment they tried to hide behind their stares so I tried to always be on the lookout. I didn’t want to underestimate those little devils.Mirabel was actually happy with the progress and liked to see the house look neat again.