For two long days, I've been stuck here, my ankles bound to the bed frame, a constant reminder of my helplessness and the damning reality that I could not trust my mate. The room is big and luxurious, but I feel like a prisoner in a gilded cage. More than I’ve ever felt before. My predicament with Lucas had only gotten worse. Not only had he chained me to this bed, but he's not dared show up for two days now. I felt like I was drowning. I was frustrated and angry at him. I should have known that this would blow up in my face. I should have approached this differently. Planned it differently. Lucas is nowhere to be seen, and anger bubbles within me. How could he chain me like this? I have had this time to myself to try and digest what had happened here. Someone well and dead had been brought back by my mate’s blood. There was still much about that that I didn't understand. The mysteries of Lycans continue to unravel every day. Is this why they’ve always been private? Is this why the
He held my hand as he helped me out of the car. I stare at him, then I look away, afraid of those eyes and how they pull me in."Did you have a good time darling?'' He smiles, an action I thought he was incapable of."I loved it.'' I smiled too. He had taken me on a date. Funny enough, he'd kept his earlier promise and taken me on an overdue lunch date to a nice restaurant. But instead of talking, he ended up swamped with calls. He almost broke a waiter's hand. The waiter had judged me for being an omega. All this didn't mean I was going to forgive or accept him. I was going to run away the second I got the chance. I couldn't trust my mate, not the cruelty of his lycan form or his ever flipping temper."Why are they all staring at me so much?'' I mumbled under my breath, staring down as I walked beside my mate."Would you like me to slaughter them darling? Aurelio, here..''"What? No! No.'' I touched his hand as I pulled him down, trying to stop this madness. "What iis with you? You ca
A sombre mood arrested the vicinity. We entered the pack house, Lucas fast behind me, barely giving me a moment to breath. He was being overprotective, and while I understood why, I was tired of always feeling like a damsel in distress. "I'm fine.'' I let out as I looked up at him, but he didn't budge. He looked at me like nothing I even said made sense. "Darling, you're lucky I'm not chaining you to the bed right now.'' Everyone heard him, and it make me embarrased because the looks on his men's faces indicared they assumed it was a sexual innuendo. I was mad. I didn't like. But I couldn't argue with Lucas because he would never listen to me when it came to my protection. He was obsessively fond of killing anything that looked at me funny and treating me like property. Alpha Matthew walked at the side of my mate's father, for a moment, they shared a look of recognition before it passed. I thought I'd imagined it, so I simply kept walking. Aurelio, my mate's right hand man, was walki
"What? What's wrong?'' I asked, as Lucas pushed me behind him. Someone breached the pack boundary. His eyes were glowing red. He was possessive and protective. I noticed the look in Alpha Matthew's face and I had a bad feeling about this. "I'm sorry, but it we dont take care of her, then all of us stand to loose.'' Alpha Matthew said as he stepped back, smiling. "Gather the guards, and set the hounds loose.'' Lucas turned to Aurelio. He shook his head before running out of the room. "I'm going to kill you.'' He turned to Alpha Matthew. "Come on, what does she have on you? "Even after discovering the harm she'll cause, you still want to keep her?" Alpha Matthew pushed. "What..what's going on.'' I pulled on my mates hand. He would let me step foward. He was holding me behind him, angry and in protective mode. "Matthew, what the hell is this?'' Lucas father spoke in an angry tone. "This was not the plan.'' Confusion settled within me as I stared at them. Suddenly, a commotion arose
There were voices in my head. Or atleast around. All I know is someone was talking, mumbling. There wss an argument ensuing around me when I came to. The second my eyes open, I'm met with the sight of a young man arguing with an older woman."Quiet, she's awake.'' The woman says as I touch my head, feeling dizzy. The bright light around us did nothing short of a painful dammage to my eyes. I touched my stomach, worried for my baby."Where am I?'' I look around, and the man is standing a distance from me, staring down at me angrily. the woman, narrowed in on me with a bowl of water at hand."Here, have some water.'' When she came closer, I recognized her. The high priestess."What am I doing here? Where's Lucas?'' My questions fell on deaf ears when she forced the bowl of water in my mouth, forcing me to drink from it."Did she just call the Lycan King by his name?'' The angry man standing at the corners spoke."I told you she was a curse on our customs.'' The high priestess set down t
"Run, Elara, Run!'' I jolted up in a thick sweat, sitting up caused a sudden blinding pain at the back of my head. I winced as I tried to refocus my sight on my surroundings. That voice was my mother's. I'd had nightmares about the day she left. i tried to forget them and move on, but every moment I live pondering on the tragedy of my life is a stark reminder of how unlucky I am. "Don't get up too quickly. Your wounds are healing, but slowly.'' The sound of a man, a voice, reached out from around. I turned, but I still felt so dizzy that I could barely keep my head up. My sight was blurry, I had a terrible headache. "My baby..'' I touched my stomach as I tried to stay awake. I could see a figure walking up to me. I felt scared. "Rest.'' the voice said, "Both you and your miracle baby will be fine.'' Someone touched my shoulders as they pushed me down. I tried to fight it, but was too weak. I slowly lost consciousness, falling back into that sleep that felt like a prison. ...
"You're healed!'' He said, more to himself than me. He raised a brow, seeming suprised. "I didn't think I'd survive that.'' I laughed, trying to ease the akward silence. He looked down at me as he finished taking off the remaining of the bandaid on my head. "The injuries are all gone, it's like there were never there. The trauma to your head is well head and only clotted blood remains, but you can easily was that off when you're feeling better.'' He smiled, he set the bandages as he moved back. "Here, you might be thirsty.'' I took the bowl of water and drank from it. All the while he was just staring at me. "Your baby, how do you feel about having so much power?'' "Power?'' I handed back the bowl. "Well yeah, carrying a Lycan in your womb amplies your own wolf abilities. It's a thank you from mother nature i guess.'' "A thank you for what?'' I sat up, feeling more comfortable. "For banging a beast.'' he laughed. "Hey! That's my mate you're taking about.'' I playfully hit
FlashbackAlone! Despised and Rejected. That is how I saw myself. That Is how they all saw me. I was the pack reject, or, the fancy word, an omega. The lowest of ranks among the wolves and the most worthless.“You should have just died with your parents, freak!” Mia repeated, kicking me while I was down.“I don’t get why you’re still here. Your parents were traitors!’’ Mike added.“You don’t belong here.” Jennifer said. “You’re not one of us, you’re a pathetic excuse of a werewolf.’’“You’re weaker than a human. You disgust me!’’And the insults were hauled, one after another. I’m not sure for how long they kicked my stomach, or how many times I was punched after they encouraged me to get back up. The truth is, after you're beaten while down, then you learn a lesson. You get used to staying down. To take a beating.“Alright, come on guys.’’ Mistress Maggy called out, approaching from a distance. “That’s enough.’’ She said, pulling Jennifer, her daughter, away. She stood next to the ot