Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming the Big Bad Alpha: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Olivera's POV: My breathing was steady now, my seizures miraculously over, even with the evil hulk of a man standing before me. Jeremy was alive. And it was all that mattered. "Your mate eh." I heard the man mutter, with a devilish smile. "This would be fun". He added, before walking out of the dimmed room. I shuddered unconsciously at his words which had an evil forebrooding, before scampering towards Jeremy. He was bent over, writhing on the floor. What did they do to him? I thought, blinking away tears from my eyes. He would heal, surely. He had a wolf, unlike me. I concluded, consoling myself. "Jeremy.." I muttered, when I got to him. Raising up his head gingerly, I placed it on my laps.  "I'm sorry. I'm sorry Jeremy." I kept muttering, not concerned about the pool of tears threatening to drop from my eyes.

Jeremy's POV: I became frantic, watching Olivera heave in and out, slowly but loudly, shaking violently as she held my arms for support. "Where are your drugs?" I asked, tapping her pockets frenziedly. But she couldn't say anything, she was slipping into an unconscious state, and it was driving me crazy. This wasn't good at all for our stay here. I looked up ahead, the man was still walking, not aware that the people he was leading to God-knows-where weren't behind him. "Vera, do you want me dead?" I asked, trying to implore a tactic which had just popped up in my head. It might be seen as emotional blackmail; but I didn't care at this point. I just wanted her back to her normal self. But it didn't work. She was still shaking. "Hey!" I heard the man call, and soughed. We were really in trouble. I thought, holding her

Olivera's POV: I soughed for the umpteenth time as I trailed behind the strange man tiredly. Are we really going to another part of the earth? I thought, feeling very jaded from all the walk. I was sure we have been walking for three hours. I knew it's a total exaggeration, but c'mon it felt like ages, and I was very thirsty. "Stop whining. We would soon be there." The man said suddenly, startling me to a halt. Does he read minds? I questioned myself, staring at the back of the man's head like I could see through it. He was still walking, not turning back even for a second. "Be fast. The earlier, the better." He added, still walking, looking straight ahead. I shrugged off the creepiness, and followed him, deciding to ask him some questions. He had been quite lenient with me; and I didn't think it would hurt to prey on that. "Hello...I don’t know your name. could you tell me?" I asked, gathering strength from an unknown reserve to keep up the walk. I was sure he wouldn't carry me

Author’s POV:Olivera walked behind the woman steadily, her head and chin up high, depicting a confidence she was sure that she didn’t have, while her eyes darted all around the field, taking note of the girls of varying ages doing one hard work or the other, donned in light brown gowns that stopped nearly at their mid-thigh. A welcoming plea for sexual abuse. She thought. She wouldn’t be surprised if the girls had had experiences of molestation; the gown left nothing unrevealed especially whenever the girls bent down to pick up something. They might as well be sex slaves.She came to an abrupt halt when she saw a little girl of about five years in the same garment, pushing a truck filled with sacks of grain. Did the wickedness of this pack and its Alpha have no limit or end? A girl of barely five years old too?! She couldn’t wash her own socks at that age. What manner of slave ship is this? She thought, her heart breaking at the sight, especially as she saw the little girl fall on he

Olivera's POV:"Have a seat." The man called Nick, said to me as he sat on a stool close to the wall opposite me.I obliged, and took a seat on one of the sofas in his sitting room, mainly because he looked and sounded kind.But I wasn't stupid to think that every member of this evil pack was the same. After all, their alpha was evil himself."How did you come here?" He asked, folding his arms across his chest.I paused before answering his question, knowing that he was expecting a narrative on how I had managed to find myself in the wrong pack at the wrong time, that is if any time was right."Our pack was attacked. I was escaping with my best friend when we were hijacked by members of your pack. End of story." I said, picking up to courage to look at him, since he was the only person in this pack, apart from Leonard, interested in knowing about me; not that I have met a lot of people here though.When I had been coming with my taskmaster, Rose, we had walked through the other side o