Dominique's POVI never believed in mercy. I was born an alpha, raised to be strong, fierce, and deadly. Compassion was a weakness, one that I had no intention of indulging in as I stared down at Alpha Marcus, bloodied and bruised, his pack cowering behind him in fear.He had been my prisoner for days, and despite my best efforts, he had refused to divulge any information about the whereabouts of Alexander. There had been moments of intense pain, moments when I glimpsed something in his eyes, something that hinted at knowledge of Alexander's movements, but he had remained stubborn, remaining silent, refusing to give in to the pain.Beating upon beating, different styles of interrogation and tutoring done, but he wouldn't bulge.That wasn't the case today. Today, as I looked down at him, I saw something different in his eyes, a desperation that was both unfamiliar and uncomfortable to witness. With one final burst of strength, he pushed himself up from the ground, his breath coming in
I knew he had a point, but I couldn't help feeling disappointed. "But Liam, I can protect myself. And I want to be part of the pack's success," I explained.Mike sighed, his eyes filled with concern. "I understand that, Laura, but we need someone to stay back, and that someone is you. Alexander trusts me to keep you safe while he's gone, and I can't let him down."I could see determination written all over Mike's face, and I knew that it was pointless to argue with him. However, deep down, I still wished I could go with the others.I sprang to my feet and started scanning the room for my things. My backpack was still sitting in the corner where I had left it. I grabbed it and pulled out a flashlight, some food, and a bottle of water. I slung the backpack on my shoulder and jogged outside. Mike kept, bugging me and followed me outside.Our den was surrounded by thick woods. The air carried a heavy scent of earth and pine needles. The sun was full scorch, and its light was bright enough
*Laura’s POV*Their loud noises woke me up.It always did. I glanced at the time and noticed it was already late. It was way past six already."Laura! Dinner's ready!" Mom called from downstairs. Of course dinner would be ready, you food mongers! I didn't exactly want to eat; moreover I had already lost my appetite a long time ago, but I made my way down the stairs anyways.The smell of pancakes and brownies wafted through the air, and the dining table looked like a feast was about to take place. Wait, when exactly did she get home to prepare all this?"Thank goodness!" Annabel exclaimed sarcastically as I made my way into the space that served as both the kitchen and dining area. Mom was taking out the brownies so I decided to help."Thank you." she said breathlessly and I could only nod. "Laura…" Mom called softly, making me look up in shock. Shocked that she'll ever talk to me using that tone of voice because she never did. She never really did anything, she never even spoke to me!
*Laura’s POV*We all sat quietly with everyone lost in their own special worlds; we all had one thing in common though, it was fear. Fear of the Knights.I wanted to know more. I wanted to know if there was anything else we could do instead of sending Annabel off to these people who were scaring the shit out of Mom and Charles."Is there something we can do to avert this?" I asked quietly, at the same time avoiding Annabel's gaze."Nothing." He replied. He suddenly looked far older than he was a day ago due to worry."This is terrible!" Annabel shrieked. "What would we do there, huh? Become his maid? his Mistress? Or what?""You're going to become his wife!" Charles snapped. He's been unknowingly snapping at his baby a lot for the past 2hours."Wife?" Annabel asked incredulously, as if that was the least she was expecting."Yes, that's what's stated in the letter, he wants to get married to one of you." He replied coldly, stating the word "wife" like it was some sort of disease; As if
*Laura’s POV*"We're here." Someone said from beside me. It was that other Giant whom I almost thought was the one to marry Annabel- Or me...Before I could even blink, the car door had been thrown open and the Giant one was already outside. How he could flee from the car with such speed was way beyond me. They could be hybrids!"Come down." someone said from outside the car but I couldn't move. I couldn't bring myself to. I could only stare at them in pure horror and wonder what would become of me if I did."Come down!" Another gruff voice commanded fiercely. Pushing my thoughts to the back of my mind, I picked up my wobbly legs and got out of the car as fast as I could."Good." Giant one said, "Come this way." he stated simply, and for the first time since my first encounter with him, I noticed he had a distinct accent- he's probably half Irish.Looking towards the direction he was pointing at, I saw a large glass mansion, Glass! Or maybe it was made from a material that looked like
*Laura’s POV *I. Am. Doomed.I woke up a few hours later to find myself stripped and chained, both of my hands had cuffs around them with chains that were connected to the ceiling; and even my legs were chained too but I didn't see where the chains led to. The room was dark.My palms were all sweaty, my hair clung to my face due to the presence of excessive sweat and my stomach was already grumbling from the lack of food for the past few hours. Worst of all was my butts, they were in pain! The cold metallic chair was not just hard against it but also felt like tiny needles were pricking at it.Dear Goddess, I'm going to pass out soon...The only sound that had been resounding around the room was the tick tock of the wall clock that I couldn't help but notice when the sound of an opening door took its place. I still couldn't see anything but I knew who had entered, for his presence made that weird sweet sensation crawl up my skin again."I see you haven't changed- yet, and it's past 1
Laura's POV I gasped for air as my head burst through the surface of the water, but my lungs refused to cooperate. They didn't know how to function without the comforting embrace of oxygen - which, in my current position, was not readily available. I had never learnt to swim before, unlike Annabelle. My arms flailed helplessly in the water as my head once again sunk below the surface. I tried to calm my racing heart, to control the desperation building inside me, but it was all for naught. My mind was quickly becoming consumed by the thought that this might be it, that I might die here in the pool on this otherwise unremarkable day. Killed by someone I don't even know, in a place I don't even want to be. It all happened so quickly. One moment I was walking out with a beautiful dress, something I couldn't brag of in a very long time, next I'm making bubbles with water due to water running in through my nose. I opened my mouth several times to call for help, but water filled my mout
Alexander's POVAlexander had invited me to his annual kingdom race and I kindly accepted, who wouldn't?I and my pack had gotten to his house and all settled down in our rooms. Then, I headed for the hall way for some meet and greet.I leaned against the wall, observing the partygoers as they drunkenly stumbled through the dimly lit hallway. I sipped my champagne as my eyes wandered, taking in the various outfits and conversations before landing on her.I had never seen her in any of the kingdom races I attended before, she must be new.She walked into the hallway, her presence demanded attention as her dress clung to her curves, emphasizing her figure. I felt drawn towards her, mesmerized by her effortless grace.As she walked past everyone in the hallway, I could notice all every bit of her shape exposed by her dress like a sensor, a drop of my champagne spilled over the rim of my glass and onto my cuff, pulled from my trance. I quickly composed myself, taking one last look at her