Damon POV.
The moment I stepped outside, the first thing I heard was the loud shriek from Evie.
The shriek tore at my heart and made me experience another round of excruciating pain., that I had to pause to get myself. The pause only lasted for a second though, as I saw a wolf trying to jump over her. Two more wolves were flagging around her. I didn't wait to see what would happen next.
My instincts clicked in and I rushed to her side. I got there just as the wolf extended out its hand to claw her. I flung her around and the claws hit me instead. I groaned at the pain I felt from my back getting torn. I wondered just how bad it would have been if Evie was the one that got injured instead.
"Damon!" I heard her cry with a loud shriek.
My anger rose and I snarled. I let go of her and took hold of the wolf that was trying to race away from me. It tried to get away from me desperately, moving its arms about, trying to hit me at every free location it could get.
I chuckled as I held it by the throat, moving my wolf strength into the hand I held its throat with. I knew that I was slowly snapping life out of it and somehow, that alone gave me too much joy, barely managing to seeth my rage.
Rage, I couldn't exactly pinpoint why I was feeling it.
When I felt the wolf sag in my hand, I knew it was close to death. I wasn't willing to give it that easy death it wanted though. It's been a while since I've actually had a fight and I wouldn't mind giving in to the desire and thirst for blood that I was feeling.
I watched as the two other wolves tried to stay hidden in the dark, probably trying to determine if they should help their friend or not.
I released the wolf I held. The moment I let go of it, it made its way into the forest trying to escape from me. I gave out a harsh laugh and transformed immediately. The wolf had barely gone for five feet when I grabbed it again. I gave it the same mark it gave me at the same spot.
It let out a pained howl while I let out a happy one. I continued to claw it every way and chance I could get. The wolf tried to fight back but I could tell it knew that it was fighting a lost cause because I was obviously stronger than it was. When I got tired of toying with the wolf, I raised my hand and slashed its throat open. It gnarled and struggled until life was gone out of him. The other two wolves raced away when they saw their partner dead.
"Cowards!" Leo hissed to me, obviously still spoiling for a fight.
Even though I agreed with him, I didn't have the desire to go after them. I changed back to my human form and turned to look at the dead wolf that was also in its human form again. It was someone I didn't recognize, so I wondered why he was in my part of the pack's territory in the first place.
"Damon, your back!" Evie said. She rushed to me and began to examine my injured back. I wasn't worried about the back though since my wolf ability encouraged accelerated healing. I knew the place would weave back together in three days maximum.
What I was worried about was why there was a strange werewolf, no not a werewolf but werewolves, on my pack's territory.
Did they just chase Evie into my pack? Or was there more to it?
Evie, right. What the hell was she doing in the woods at that time of the night?
I turned straight to her. "Can you tell me why you were being chased by werewolves?!" I snarled at her and she flinched.
"I was... just strolling in the... woods." She stammered out.
"And why the fucking hell would you be in the woods at this time of the night? In the middle of the night?!" I yelled at her.
She opened her mouth to say something but I raised my hands to stop her. There was no way I would just stand there and listen to whatever nonsense she was going to spill out of her mouth. Not when there was every possibility that she just made me endanger my pack for her sake.
The other two werewolves that escaped might go on to tell their Alpha about the death of their third partner and they could come knocking on our door with a cry of war.
Damn, Evie! And damn the mating bond!
"But I-"
"Miss Kardashian would give you your punishment, so go and meet her. And make sure you tell her I said the punishments should be very severe," I hissed at her.
"But-"
"Get lost from my sight before I lose my temper right now!" I screamed at her. My right hand was already in the air and I felt that I would have landed it on her cheeks if she didn't race away from me.
"Stop right there!" I yelled at her again, feeling a new kind of anger, seeing her so afraid of me. She stopped as if my voice was a remote control to her. I saw her shivering but that only infruiturated me some more. "See me in my office tomorrow," I commanded her. She nodded and raced off again.
I watched until she disappeared into the house meant for the slaves, then I walked away from there. I returned to the study and met Miss Kardashian still in my place. I thought I saw her hands roaming around a file there but I wasn't so sure.
"Back?" She asked seductively, jiggling her two breasts in front of me. "Want to finish this?"
Wordlessly, I walked to where she was and kissed her angrily, ready to release my anger on her.
Evie's POV As I walked back to the slaves' quarter, my heart kept thudding loudly in my chest for fear of the unknown. No, I wasn't scared of Damon and his low threat that I should see him in the office once it was morning. I was more scared of what the punishment Miss Kardashian would give me. Heaven knew that the woman always went to the extreme with every opportunity she got to mete out punishments to me. It was as if she hated my very existence itself.The moment I got back to my space at the corner of the room I shared with over twenty other slaves, I plopped down on the bare cold floor. Usually, I was always too tired to think about the cold and just pass out immediately. But I was worried about the conversation I heard those three men carrying out.It was so obvious they were plotting about someone, but who?I hissed and sat up, wrapping my arms around my knees. Why was I worrying about another person when I was not even sure if I would survive the ordeals I was sure to face
Evie's POV As soon as I saw the shadow, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth once again to let out a scream. The shadow moved with such grace and speed, I almost didn't see it... until the person was crouched low in front of me and had his hand secured firmly over my mouth. I struggled to get myself free from the person but to no avail. The more I thrashed about from his hold, the more the wounds I got became more irritated and hurting. As a last result, I bit my teeth into the palm of the person, who for whatever reason, wasn't ready to let me go. Was it those men that tried to hurt me earlier? Were they back to finish their mission? And maybe also take revenge for helping to get their partner killed? "It's me." The voice finally whispered so low, I nearly missed hearing it. I stilled in that instant. Because the voice belonged to someone I know... someone I hate.... someone called Damon. Why was he here? Was he here to continue his beating and torture? "Do you promise not to
12Evie's POV The smug smile on Miss Kardashian's face as she hit the ground with the whip again to show me how much it would hurt if one of it landed on my body made me realize one thing.She wanted to see the fear in my eyes.And lume a fool, I gave her that fear to feast upon. I trembled in her presence, my hands and feet swaying about lime I was ready to faint. I tried to keep the dreadful feeling at bay by crossing my arms over my chest, still, it felt like I was shivering and just trying my dismayed best to warm myself.I heard Miss Kardashian smirking at me, and I hated myself. I hated how I was always a weak person. But then, in all honesty, I was the only maid here that both the Alpha and his slut of a Gamma treated like trash. I didn't know what my fate would be with the beta since we'd never met. He was out on a mission for the Alpha and wasn't back yet."You... you are the reason why the Alpha left during our hot moment, right?" She hissed at me.A hot moment? So that was
Evie's POV I rushed back to the kitchen, praying in my heart that no one else smelled the burntness in the air. Considering how strong the odor was when I got close to the kitchen though, I doubted that would be possible. The only thing I could hope for was that neither Miss Kardashian nor Damien would find out about the mess I made for myself. As I stepped into the kitchen, I realized that the prayer I sent up to the heavens was not answered in any way. Not even the least. I saw Miss Aurora in the cooking area, switching off the gas. Miss Kardashian was there too and she was opening the door for ventilation to come in. "I'm sorry," I let out an apology. Two pairs of angry eyes trained on me immediately after I finished the words. The fact that even Miss Aurora was angry made me feel the weight of my wrongdoings. "Why did you leave the kitchen when you knew you were the only one in here?" She asked me. I know I should say something to her in response but I didn't know what to
iss Kardashian's POV I paced around the house, unsure of what to think or even how to go about the thinking. My mind was not settled. Not even in the slightest bit. One thing that bothered me was how much attention Damon was giving to the slave girl that called herself Evie. I knew that I should probably not be so bothered, but it was the first time I saw Damon pay so much attention to anyone.Granted, he was always maltreating her, but something kept telling me that he and the girl had something going on with each other. I was so sure that the reason why he left when we were making out was because of the girl. It was just that by the time I dressed up and made to rush out, Damon was back in with me.I paused in the way I kept pacing about, my eyes roaming around the large hall I was standing in downstairs but not really seeing anything.Even a few minutes ago, about twenty minutes now, when the girl nearly burned down the house, Damon has done nothing other than order the woman to
amon's POV As I lay on my cold empty bed to get some rest for the night, the words that Miss Kardashian spoke to me kept ringing bells in my head. I was very tired from all the running around I did during the day and should have slept off the moment I hit my bed. But despite turning and twisting to get me into a different position to enable me to sleep, the thought would still not leave me alone.Even though I did my best after that to make sure I made Miss Kardashian happy once again, I knew that what she said about me was true."You've changed so much in the past few days." Her words came back to me again.Somehow, I was irritated because of it. I knew it was because I didn't want to even think about the human girl that I knew was responsible for my new change. She was all the trouble I have been facing for the past few days. I didn't want to think about her, yet I found myself always lost in thoughts about her.I hated her with every damn that breathes within me, even with those t
Evie's POVI knew that I shouldn't be seated in a corner, in the middle of the night, crying my eyes out like a fool. But I was tired already and at my wit's end, so I had no other choice. It felt like I was going to die from all the emotions if I didn't let them out. And what better way to do that than to shed the tears I have been trying so hard to keep under control while trying to make sure both Damon and Miss Kardashian do not see me in my weak state?I got apprehensive when I heard a footstep sound somewhere in the kitchen. I looked up but couldn't see anything in the dark. The reason why I came to the kitchen, in the first place, was so that I won't be forced to remain silent in the room I share with about ten other slaves. And I knew that if I let out my emotions there in the room, I would be disturbing them and they would hate me for it. Maybe one or two of them could pick up some kind of enmity with me also.With the kind of hard life I was already living, I really shouldn't
Evie's POV "Scrub! Scrub!! And Scrub!!!" I sang as I continued to scrub the tiles of the large living room, imitating the voice of Miss Kardashian. I gave out a harsh laugh as I plopped forward on my elbows and knees, scrubbing over a surface I missed.My life was all the irony and typical pitiful incidents I could ever conjure up together. I slapped the washcloth in my hand over another space on the tiles and cleaned the sweat on my forehead away with the back of my hand, but only succeeded in adding more water to the place I wanted to wipe the sweat from. My face was swollen, and my entire face was puffed from not getting enough rest.Just like my sad mood, the sun seemed to mirror my emotions as it refused to shine brightly despite that it was already noon. My stomach growled loudly, reminding me that I haven't had anything to eat since the morning of the previous day, and that was even some cereal I stole when no one was in the kitchen with me. I knew that if I wanted to have som