Lessia's POVFive Years Later… “Mummy, we’re waiting, hurry up!” I heard Raphael call out to me.“I’ll be down in a minute.” I yelled back, as I tried to apply the finishing touches to my make up.It was the boys birthday, Raphael had been overly excited about it. He asked for so many things for his birthday, he was looking forward to seeing his wishes being granted.Leo on the other hand, didn’t say much about what he wanted his birthday, well asides from reminding us that he hated chocolate cakes and wouldn’t attend the party if he sees any present. So I made a mental note to not add chocolates to the list of desserts.Kian and I planned the whole celebration by ourselves. After Williams betrayal, five years ago, we still found it difficult to trust people. We made good friendships with some of the parents of our children friends, but it was centered on the kids. We still kept our healthy boundaries.After I gave birth to the twins, Kian became even more overprotective. He didn’t
Lesia Nika Shaw:"You missed a spot, rat!" A slipper hit my back, making me wince in pain. I immediately turned to find Olene glaring at me. Her disgusting stare made me want to claw at her face, scratching that unfit expression off her face because if there was anyone more deserving to wear such an expression, it was I.Timea laughed out, her eyes gliding down my frame in feigned pity. She returned to the meal in front of her carefully taking a spoon from the sauce I had prepared, biting onto the chicken that I grilled, yet had no share of."Mother, you're too hard on her." She said and I'd rather fall off a train than believe she actually meant her words.Olene turned to face her meal, pointing her finger at a spot when I could swear that she had just flung food at so I could suffer even more."Clean it." She ordered.Timea shot me a mocking gaze before rolling her eyes at my clenched fists because she knew that I couldn't do anything about it. I wasn't that strong and neither was
"Wake up, you bitch!"I was awakened by cold water splashing on my unprepared body. I carefully sat up, wincing at the pain that zapped through me from my right leg up to my right shoulder.I could barely move and upon glancing around, realised that I had slept on the floor. Apparently, I had passed out last night while Greg was beating me. It wasn't the first time he had hit me but there was something about last night's beating that had me shaking to my bones.I managed to get to my feet, wincing at the pain I was in. Olene looked at me, simply relishing my situation so much. "Get dressed, we're leaving now." She simply spat out, leaving at once.I couldn't even ask anything, I was too bruised and my head was hurting. I just quietly slipped away, trudging down the staircase. I opened my door, catching sight of a daily moderate black gown sitting on the bed with a note that clearly said, "wear it."I picked up the gown and headed to the bathroom to get changed, all the while angry at
Maddox Ares Slater:It has been a week since I had last seen the woman that had managed to captivate me. Her round, baby face that held naturally chubby cheeks tormented my nights.Those lovely hazel orbs of hers that held a grey outline, small button nose and pulmp rosy lips. Soft black hair that fell over her back, encasing her face. She was petite and strikingly beautiful.Her tiny hands that were soft to touch and fragile aura. She reeked of innocence and one look at her eyes, one wouldn't want to look away. Despite the black gown she was wearing I could still see how endowed she was. She had a moderate bust size and her ass looked perfect enough from what I could observe.Her smell of Honey mixed with vanilla invaded my nose, making my eyes darken. The more I looked at her, the more she stole my attention. I knew rejecting one's given mate was an insult to the moon-goddess but all that could have been avoided if she had given me a more powerful mate.I had perceived her, her aura
Lesia Nika Shaw:It's been one week since Maddox had turned me into his personal sex toy and it irked me how easily he commanded my body. Despite my immense hatred for him, I still found myself screaming his name like my life depended on it, with my back arched while he brought me serving after serving of orgasmic pleasure.I remembered the first night he called me to his room. He had a dark gaze that made me worry as well as excited me. There was something about him that made me want to run as fast as I could, perhaps then I'd escape his seductive aura.I felt disgusted at myself for giving in to his seduction, daring to get aroused against my will when he had me locked up for a week without food nor water. He had me chained by my ankle, the silver burning my skin. He treated me like a criminal when all I did wrong was turn out to be his mate.He had made me pick one from the strange looking objects lined on the bed and I knew I had no choice but to obey. I didn't want to go back to
Kian Ceaser Black:I sat on the floor with my legs folded, my eyes pulled shut as I listened to the water flow down the river. The musty, earth odor along with the chirping of the birds and mild ruffle of shrubs, had me taking deep breaths.I could feel my body relaxing, my stress easing with each breath I took. I opened my eyes, threading my hand through my hair. The last couple of weeks had been rough for me, promising to drive me to the brink of insanity if I remained in that environment for one second more.I couldn't remember the last time I properly slept, nor the last time I actually took a break and did something for myself. It was always pack affairs and council meetings and honestly, a meeting where the majority were idiots, was mentally draining.The Lycan king was becoming very persistent in trying to form an alliance with my pack and I wanted none of that. My pack was famous for its brute strength and rapid healing capacity. Not only that, we owned the best part of the la
Kian's POV The woods, particularly at night, have never been a safe haven, especially for low ranking wolves.When rogues capture high ranking wolves roaming the woods at night, they often kidnap them and demand for a ransom, in exchange for their release. However, if they come in contact with omegas and the other low ranking wolves, they prey on them, and eventually kill them.I fixed my gaze on the lady that was before me, it was obvious she wasn’t a high ranking wolf, but she didn’t seem like an omega either. She looked worse.Who could she possibly be? I pondered.Her body laid at rest on the bed as I inspected every inch of it that my view was able to fall upon. She was hurt. Really hurt. Even as an observer, I was able to sense her wrenching from pain, although she slept.I took in a deep breath as I called out to the maid. It took only mere seconds before she came falling at my feet in reverence."Treat her. Tend to her wounds. Make sure she's well by sunrise. The pack do
Maddox POV: They stood before me, the four of them with their heads dangled below in shame, including Fay. Especially Fay. I had them strip their clothes off, wearing nothing but their underwear.The room and their bodies were illuminated in red light, sent flickering by a dancing flame sitting upon fire wood in the heart of the chimney.I was angry of course. Armed with a whip which I used to flog every damn foolishness off their bodies, It cracked the air as it lashed on their flesh. My anger burned me even more than it did to them. Some wailed and cried from the pain, the others groaned a little. Fay didn't make a sound. She was the only one not to do so, which annoyed me even more than I am vexed in the first place.I walked up to her slowly, glaring at her eyes. She didn't look aside, neither did she show any fear. She had always been my favorite for her boldness. Although her boldness and her being my favorite underling, were more reasons that she was being punished this t