I never did get offered any more food. Less than an hour after Alpha Francis and his crazy blue eyes came to question me I was bundled into the back of a large transport van.  He came to watch though, still dressed entirely in white, his arms folded like a Roman emperor as I tried to resist his heavy-handed Beta goon.  "Bella, tell me who you came here with, it's a simple enough question," he said again, this time the irritation in his voice barely concealed. "I came alone," I muttered in between struggling and wriggling between the arms of his Beta who held me in a wrestling grip. "Take out the chair then, she can rattle around in the back," and with a wave of his hand, he disappeared. Two other Beta’s clad in their strange white-swirled cloaks jumped into the van with screwdrivers. The bench and seat belts were soon removed. I was going to spend the next few days rattling round like a pea in a metal tin. "Poor choice," the Beta hol

The following hours saw me flit in and out of eating and sleeping, unaware of time or even what day it was. Every time I emptied my plate and fell asleep I'd wake up and find another fully loaded bowl of food ready for me. Someone was taking pity on me, and I was eternally grateful for it. Gitte powered me through, nudging me into recovery slowly but surely. Eventually, I felt rested enough to sit upon the bed, staring at the four walls once more. I heard footsteps down the corridor, different to the heavy ones that fetched the food. Angling my head in curiosity it seemed an eternity before a face I'd never anticipated seeing peered through the bars of my door. Ivan. His red hair and green eyes were so distinctive I could recognise him from miles away. Yet here he was, my former best friend, at my cell door for the first time since I was arrested. He coughed awkwardly, clearly, he hadn't chosen to be here. "I've been assigned to guard you until mornin

Speedily washed, fed and in fresh clean clothes, I felt like a completely different person. Gitte was constantly on alert looking out for Lucien. I grew restless with anticipation as the minutes ticked by until his return. I wore a new black tank top and soft black leggings, my hair now clean and glossy though there was no mirror to tell if it was still a crazy mess I didn’t care so much anymore. Feeling like a naughty child placed on a step I longed to leave the cabin and see if I could find him. Every nerve jangled, hoping I hadn’t made him think I didn’t return his affection. Finally, I could take it no longer, I pulled on my black boots and started down the path where he had gathered the wood. The steep incline made me gasp as I marvelled at how strong he had been to carry me on his shoulders all this way. Gitte noticed a small collection of rocks and boulders off the path and nudged me to investigate. As I approached, ducking and bending under branches I saw his

I shook Alexander awake the night after Alpha Francis’ arrival before the sun was even up. The commitment ceremony was tomorrow, and we had a full day of Alpha Francis and his creepy intensity to juggle. Sleep had come in fits and starts as the visions became more vivid, more gruesome as Alexander remained lying in a pool of blood with the huge assassin looming.  The only extra information I had been able to glean from the visions was that the dress plummeting over the side was of dark blue material and the sun was low in the sky as if it were evening. Normally I would have woken up and left him sleeping, but not today. Maybe not ever again.  Knowing that allowing our bond to weaken had almost cost us everything changed how I saw everything. I remember he once told me that Fate drove men crazy, I could understand why, my visions hadn’t shifted once. Frustratingly repetitive despite our best attempts to anticipate what was coming made me feel devoid of any c

Seeing he still had his eyes shut I quickly dropped to my knees and took as much of him in as I could. The surprise and lust on his face were priceless as he looked down and saw me looking up at him with his fat juicy cock in his mouth. I felt the blood rush to the end, jerking in my mouth as he got even harder at seeing me suck him off.His knuckles were as white as the countertop whilst I worked up and down his length. There was no way I could fit every bit of him in but my tongue and hand ensured every bit I could touch was thoroughly stimulated. I was rougher than with my hands, enjoying him bucking and twisting into me as he thrust forwards, giving me more, groaning like a beast as I worked him into a frenzy."Ah Bella, fuck me, this is unreal what the fuck are you doing to me,"I just kept on going and found my hand sneaking down to touch myself. It was irresistible, one hand stroking his length, the taste of him in my mouth and my free hand rubbing my cli