Sya's P.O.V:"Hey! Get up you dumbass!"I felt someone poking the side of my head while shaking my shoulder violently.I don't want to wake up. I slept just a few hours ago. Maybe I slept for three hours?When the shaking didn't stop, I waved my hand in annoyance."Go away!" I said, irritated from the constant disturbance but boy was I wrong? The disturbance only turned into a thunderstorm."Sya Summers, what the fuck did you just say?!" On hearing my full name, I bolted up on my bed and the sheets fell on the floor. There stood my aunt Helena. She was glaring at me with her furious blue eyes as I squirmed uncomfortably under her gaze. She had blonde hair, which was above her shoulders, a lean figure, and beautiful features if she would stop ducking her face in the cake. Note the sarcasm, please.A fierce frown was apparent on her face. "S-sorry aunt Helena! I-I was-- I didn't realize I w

Sya's POV:Luckily, Hannah and I had all classes together, except for the third one which was before lunch. But it's okay. I think I could handle at least one class alone.We entered our first class on time as it was getting filled with students. Hannah and I took a seat near the window, while the students were gathering in the room. The room was getting filled with noises that were increasing with every passing second.It was then, the boy who I'd bumped into earlier in the morning entered the classroom and the noises lowered as all attention snapped towards him in, like, a millisecond. It was like he was some kind of celebrity or a Greek model. All the girls were now looking at him as if he was some piece of meat. This made me annoyed for some reason. He took in his surroundings when the chatters got louder with a new topic or especially a boy to talk about. Suddenly, his gaze fell on me and our eyes met again for the second time in the day wh

Sya's POV:Hannah seemed to be really impressed by that boy named Bryson. He was with us at lunch the whole time and he brought with him the one and only boy, whose presence was the last thing I wanted at the time.Hey! But why blame someone else when you're the one who has a shit fate! I don't understand what his problem is? It seems like he desperately wants to ignore my existence yet he can't help but lure me into his unfairly gorgeous eyes.After college Hannah's father called her and said that he was coming to visit her. The girl already missed her father so much, so she left a little early. She kept saying how disappointed she was she couldn't spend more time with me but I told her to go anyway. I couldn't keep her from her father. Not when I really envied her for this blessing sometimes. Maybe because I also missed my mom and dad so much.Anyways, here I was, alone, again. I walked t

Sya's POV:I quietly opened the door to prevent it from making any noise. You know, in case I got lucky and John didn't realize I wasn't in the house all this time and went straight to his room. I silently closed the door behind me and looked around. The house was bathed in darkness and that gave my heart a strong negative vibe. Why is it so dark and unusually quiet?I took another hesitant step forward and was now in the living room. Suddenly, as if on cue, all the lights flickered on. And there was John, sitting on the couch with an evil smirk plastered on his hideous face. I felt fear grip me. Grip me so tightly and in place. I hated it. Hated standing in front of him like I was the criminal. Like I was punishable for merely existing."Looks like someone is late!" He sang in a low voice, the evil smirk still pasted to his face. He slowly pushed himself out of the couch and stood up, walking towards me. data-p-id=f3331a8898b9f5

Kane's POV:It would be a lie if I said I was not worried. Because I was worried sick for my mate's safety! What if that jerk John beat her again? The thought alone made my heartache but also angered me to the point where I wanted to tear him apart limb by limb. My heart hurt for Sya. I wanted to be with her every minute. I wanted to hold her in my arms to keep her safe from this cruel world. I was wrong when I said I didn't need her. Heck, I crave for her! I want to protect her!If I hadn't rejected her that night then she would not have been in this situation. She wouldn't be suffering from all that torture if I had taken care of her as my mate! Obviously, I wouldn't have started a relationship with a 10-year-old. But I could have supported her and have kept a check on her guardians until she turned 18. But what now? I had already messed up everything! She is in pain now just because I was selfish all th