"When will she come around, Elisabeth?" Quentin asked as he leaned back into his leather chair behind his big oak desk. "It's frustrating that my true mate keeps rejecting me," he complained with distaste as he gripped his left hand into a tight fist. Elisabeth landed lightly on the corner of the desk as she smiled up at the Alpha, "well, Alpha, you need to let her wrap her mind around this entire ordeal. Remember that she's human, and humans are much more innocent than any of us. You can’t expect her to just jump into your arms and for the both of you to live happily ever after," she spoke delicately, hoping that her words didn't seem disrespectful to the raging and heartbroken Alpha or it would be "off with her head!". 

 "I don't think I want to go out with the wives today," I complained as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I didn't have to use my crutches anymore, but my foot was in a massive cast that I had Elisabeth sign her tiny signature on.  Elisabeth thought it would be a great idea for me to get to know the other wives better since I was soon going to be a part of the family. She didn't tell me this, instead she led me to believe that she and I just needed to wake up early and make ourselves look pretty.  Only after I'd done my make up, and put on a pretty dress did she reveal to me the real reason I was getting ready.  "They're wonderful people," Elisabeth tried to defend them as I rolled my eyes.  

I'll begin by saying that I've always been a cry baby. I was an only child, and my father wasn't in my life. My mother was all that I had and I was all that she had, so she spoiled me rotten. I've always gotten what I wanted from her, anything that she could do for me, she did. I love her so much and I miss her even more. So now that I'm folded up on the floor, crying and praying that I someway find my way out of here, there was no way I couldn't have recognized the sparks and tingles that erupted all over my body as I felt someone wrapping their arms around me. 

 I was ready for my daily walk and I needed it more today than I did all those other days. I needed some time outside and I'd ask Elisabeth not to speak because I just wanted to breathe and think about Quentin and what went down yesterday. I also wanted to think about escaping because my ankle's coming along nicely and I can walk a bit better than before. So I should start coming up with some mastermind plan to get the hell out of this place.  After learning from Quentin yesterday that he owns this entire town, called Wyvernston Creek, that stretched as far as the eye could see, I know my escape won't be easy. I just need to think smart even though I'm desperate enough to do anything at this point.  I heard a knock on my bedroom door and I knew it was Elisabeth so I walked to the door and opened it wide open, e

 "I wasn't serious, you know that," was the first thing that I said as I entered Quentin's private office that I knew was off limits but I needed to talk to him. "I didn't mean it," I paused and I watched as he looked up from whatever he was reading, and raised an eyebrow.  "What are you-"  "I was just...I was just testing the waters," I used the words I'd practiced that I'd have to say in front of him, "Elisabeth gave me a whole earful about what I did, and I realised that I don't want to break apart your family, no matter how different it is. So, yeah," I concluded, nodding my head and wiping my hands on the jeans that I was wearing before I turned to leave.  "Sarafina, wait," I heard him say and the commanding tone caused shivers to go down my