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Erik POV “You are safe here Amara, I can promise you that.” My foot is wedged between the door and doorframe, blocking her from being able to close it on me. Which I can tell is all she wants to do. She doesn’t believe me, and why would she. She was weak for a reason, they had done well in pulling her apart all these years. Breaking her soul, reducing her to a weakling. Despite that, however….my wolf has taken a liking to her. He likes a challenge…me, I am yet to be impressed. She’s weak, but she’s mine. I’ll be damned if another male touches her, even my own beta. “Get some rest.” I let my command roll off my tongue, pulling my foot back and closing the door for her. There was something tempting about her, something I can’t quite put my finger on. An allure I hadn’t sampled yet in my life…something forbidden. My sister, Estrid, and her mate Finn are waiting at the bottom of the stairs for me. I move past them to the thermostat on the wall, turning the dial up a few
Amara POV As soon as the door is closed, the ominous sound of the lock echoes out… my fingers gripping onto it tightly. It was pointless, a locked door would mean nothing to these men, but somehow it put my nerves at ease…slightly. I adjust the fur cover higher to cover my shoulders, the ice palace was just as cold on the inside as it looked on the outside. In front of me was a large sized bed…a bed that was the same size as my entire room in the attic of the alpha house that I grew up in. It was dressed in the bare minimum of bedding; in fact the entire design of the room was minimal. I press my ear to the door, holding my breath as I hear his footsteps lead away. I was alone. My arm, still throbbing with pain, is now seeping out puss…trying to fight off the lotion the doctor had soaked it in. This wound has been a part of me for as long as I like to remember. Opening one of the two doors in the room, I locate an ensuite, a gasp escaping me from the size and the exquisi
Amara POV It’s as if I am not in my body. Breathing is becoming difficult, restrained…painful each time I take in a much-needed intake of air, only succumbing to my body’s minimum requirements. I wait to the point of dizziness each time before giving in….returning back to oxygen deprivation. I’d rather not breathe at all; I’d rather they kill me now and leave my rotting body by the side of the road. That’s my fate isn’t it, for them to kill me as punishment. For father growing the poison. The inside of the car is designed differently, for the entire journey both males are facing me, the female next to me. It’s too cramped in here, even before the large brute entered. The one that murdered the innocent female before my very eyes. My breathing hitches at the flash back, my hand snaking up to my throat…the pain she must have felt before her life was so violently ended. I’m conscious not to touch him, my knees tucked into the side of me as he so arrogantly spreads his out in
Amara POV I fight with all my might, kicking and trying to bite on the large arm pinning me across my chest against my attackers body. He lifted me as if I weighed nothing, as if I were merely a feather. I scratch along his arms, drawing blood from his skin and I know it causes him pain because he curses out at me before carrying me through the alpha house and unceremoniously dropping me onto the office floor. I’m left in such a daze from fighting him off that I didn’t notice there are four other figures in the room, sitting on the floor with their legs crossed. The almighty powerful alpha family…left in tatters on the ground, their tails all but tucked behind their legs. “You!” Catherine seethes out at me as I move to the door, just as the burly brute slams it shut. I try opening it but he is pulling it closed. With that exit blocked, I move to the windows, trying to open them but they are locked. “The keys…where are the keys?” I cough out, moving to the alpha desk des
Erik POV The mission was simple, get in…get out. I fucking set it myself. The plan was to gain access to the Mystic Hallows pack grounds and sneak around the borders until I could pinpoint the location of the wolfsbane in their factories. Fuck me, I didn’t expect to find fields upon fields of them actually growing it. The purple tint of the plant spreading acres. The plan was to gain intelligence not get caught…and not find my life being bartered with between an Alpha and his daughter. A daughter…who seemed to be a real life cinderalla. Shit, I didn’t even work my palace staff like they worked her. Amara. I knew exactly what she was to me, from the minute I saw her. She was like nothing I had ever seen before, an unmatched beauty. Black raven hair, big brown eyes that were almost as dark as her hair. The softest of skin that made my wolf act erratically every time I touched her. She was weak…pathetic…but they made her like that. They had made her skin and bone, wher
Amara POV I’m frozen in a state of unadulterated fear, his cold hands still imprinted I’m sure upon the skin of my neck. Why me…why did he not kill me. My eyes drop down to the pack member beneath my feet…she was dead. Her eyes grey as she still stares back at me. Why did he kill her and not me. Trembling uncontrollably, I take an unsteady step forward. My footsteps silent…unlike his. His heavy footsteps against the decking are still echoing in my ear. I was bare footed, dressed in nothing but a black night slip, the night’s chill catching at the back of my throat. Maybe I would feel cold even on the hottest of nights from what I had just witnessed. An unmerciful…unnecessary death. He ordered me to stay here. I know better than to follow him, to head into the direction he sprinted off to. I know that it was only by some lucky chance that I survived his murderous hands. That others will not survive the night, but I can’t ignore the screams coming from the central pack r