LOGIN“Strip and kneel down, Teresa” “You should know better than to try and escape us, Teresa. We own you, you belong to us and we will do with you as we please” “This isn't a normal mate bond. When we are hurt, she's hurt and when she's hurt, we are hurt…So that means, if she dies, we die and if we die, she dies” In the Black Crest pack, Omegas were sold as slaves and breeders. Teresa Finch was disowned by her mother because she was an Omega, her mother had just become the new wife of the Old Alpha Brock and didn't want him to find out that she had a weak daughter. This led to Teresa being put out for auction where she met her three mates. Keller, Bennett and Lynch, the domineering trio. They were the three sons of Old alpha Brock and known for their ruthless and rebellious behavior. They were selfish and nonchalant, taking pleasure in oppressing the weak. And Teresa just so happens to be their perfect target. Angry that their mate was nothing more than a weak omega, they decided to make her their plaything. But how long does this go on for when one of them suddenly went missing, one turned partially rogue and the third lost his wolf? Teresa in the midst of all these strange occurrences was the only one who could find out the truth and fix them… especially when her life was on the line too.
View MoreTeresa “…at long last. Yesterday still feels like a dream,” Lynch’s voice drifted through my consciousness. I felt a blanket covering me, and the bed I was lying on felt way too comfortable. I was not in the grey room. Then, where was I?I opened my eyes, and the sunrays through the window attacked my gaze briefly. Every part of me felt weak. I couldn’t even lift a finger. What happened to me? Was this a dream?“She’s awake,” Bennett called. In an instant, three sets of faces blurred over me before coming into focus. Keller, Bennett, Lynch. They were all here. Together. Looking normal.Joy flooded my body with strength, and I struggled to sit up. “You’re all here?”Keller didn’t respond. He gave a simple nod.Bennett smiled. Lynch responded.“Yeah, and you’re safe.” He added when he noticed how I glanced around. “It’s all over,” Keller said.“It is?” I asked, as the memory of the other day washed over me. The fight, the brief appearance of Lynch, the failed attempt to convince
Keller “This should teach you that I was always the boss,” Elyria continued in Teresa’s body, the burning sword still pointed at Diana’s neck. “I’m only pitying the host’s body,” Elyria continued. “The unfortunate host you were able to possess because of her greed. It was not her fault, though, so I will not destroy her body. However, I’ll render your soul useless so that not even limbo can hold you. You won’t be able to make it to the other dimension, but will remain a wanderer, unable to host anybody or find rest for your soul.”“Please… no…” Diana managed to gag out, spluttering blood over her mouth, dripping down. “The time for salvation has gone,” Elyria said. “Looking into the history of my host, I see how she convinced you to change, but what she didn’t know was that you were born to do evil continually.”“No… I can… change…”“Don’t you think it’s quite past time for all of that, hmm?”Before Diana could say anything else, Teresa plunged the sword through Milinda’s chest.
Keller I dug out of the rubble and books with the little strength left in me and glanced around. The room was in utter mess. Lynch was nowhere to be found. At one corner of the room was a large black beast, struggling fruitlessly in a glowing, yellow light strip.Teresa was on the floor a few inches away from her in a heap, and I could barely move a finger. Diana—or who the hell was in Milinda’s body shook her head, then lifted her hand, and started chanting.A heavy wind from nowhere came into the room, rippling everything and throwing every light object into chaos. I blinked, wondering what was happening. Was Diana finally having her way?It finally dawned on me that killing Oris was the least part of the problem. The real problem was standing in the center of the room.Diana stuttered with whatever she was chanting, glancing around her, then shaking her head.“This can’t be possible,” she glanced this way and that way. The wind in the room continued, growing more boisterous. I
Teresa I was on the floor, watching my life flash before my eyes. For a moment, I thought I was not going to make it. I shouldn’t have come here alone. I should have come here with the three boys. Probably, Lynch might know something that we could use against Diana.But I thought I could empathize with her human side. But unfortunately, I guess that was amongst the things she lost in her drive for revenge. My hand against the wound weakened, and my body grew weaker.Like a broken jar, I watched as strength drained from me.Diana paced the room—in Milinda’s body, like she owned the place. “It would be amazing to add you to my pile of batteries,” she huffed. “But you’re quite knowledgeable than your mother gives you credit for, so the best I could do for you is to let you die, a slow, painful death.”She got to the end of the room, looking at Brock’s corpse. “At least, aside from the numerous stupid people I’ve met, of whom Brock is chief, you’re the most sensible person I’ve met.”
KellerGetting back from Getta was more tiring than going there. I sank into my bed, feeling like a log of wood, not daring to imagine how Bennett could be feeling right now. He was the one determined to follow me, even when I told him not to.Right now, I should focus on getting to sleep as fast
TeresaTanya had walked away from my side to the other end of the dungeon, where a small opening allowed the light of day into the room. The yellow light from the opening fell on one side of her dark face, giving her a powerful outlook.“But tell me, Teresa,” Tanya's voice echoed through the dunge
TeresaThis room made my skin crawl. The grey colour of the pain made my skin crawl. It felt like the color had been drained out of life.The window in the room was too high. I tried jumping through it once. I failed.The only scent in
TeresaI picked up the mirror from the dresser and handed it over to the Luna so she could take a look at the way I braided her hair. She glanced at the hand mirror and her reflection broke into a wide grin.“How did you learn to make hair so well?” She looked up at me.I shrugged. “Call it the pe






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