CHAPTER ELEVENEleanor's PovIt felt like I was in two worlds. While my body felt numb and extremely punctured, my mind felt at ease like I was in the place the tales talked about. The place to adapt rest and serenity—the things I lacked and needed in my life.Slowly, I came around to my senses, but everything, with the inclusion of my memory, was only a hazy blur.I wake up to a soft and fluffy pillow. It was like I was sinking into a bed of feathers. This isn’t my bed. This is also not my pillow. I think in my sleep. But I love it. It’s sorting. I bounce on it and moan.Lovely. I’ll gladly die in a place like this.Wait! This is not my bed, So I’m not home; what if I was kidnapped and this is the kidnapper's den? I’m suddenly scared, and I open my eyes, and for a moment, I’m confused.Uhm, hold up. Have I indeed been kidnapped? Well, one way to find out. Stand up and check. I tried to get up, and a shooting pain passes through my legs. I’ve been kidnapped because what’s this pain.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN Alpha Luca's povI puffed out a thick cloud of smoke from the blunt I was smoking. It's Friday night, and the routine for Friday was to smoke, drink and have sex with any female wolf in the Paz pack and when I say any female wolf, I meant I was never limited when it came to people I fucked. Whether mated or un-mated. Singles or married. Widowers or divorced. Virgins or non-virgins—I slept with them all and no one, not even their husbands or mates or fathers dared to stand in my way. I was the Alpha of the Paz pack and no one dared altered my demands or said no to me. But unlike the past Fridays when I had thousands of women flocking around me, I had chased the few that came to sit with me or danced for me. My favorite strip club for Friday nights became somehow docile. There was this type of fun I craved that I wasn't getting. Neither the blasting music, alcohol, blunts or even the women could provide. I had already fucked three girls. All at a time, but my libido

CHAPTER FIFTEENAlpha Luca's povI could not believe that I had let myself go like that! Forget the fact that I'm not to be exactly held accountable for what had happened with Eleanor but then again, I could only blame myself for being so light with my security. I had let the guards of the pack down. Jett had always been a smart kid. He saw the loopholes at first glance and used them against me. I had lose my personal guards too because normally I always get a twinge if something of this nature was going to happen.That slave girl was useless, she could not even shift into wolf form, except to be submissive and lay like a log of wood, she couldn't perfect shy other jobs properly. She couldn't even give a mind-blogging blow job but yet I kept her. Each slave was given their regular, and very much deserved dose of punishment once in a short while, for them to remember their places and who it was they belonged to. And every slave ended up submissive and reduced to nothing but a crying wor

Chapter seventeenEleanor's Pov"Turn around.” Alpha Jett's voice was low, authoritative, and sexy as hell. How could he infuse so much promise into those two words? Willingly I complied and his hands moved to my hair. Gently he pulled out each hairpin one at a time, his expert fingers making short work of the task. My hair fell in swathes over my shoulders, one lock at a time, covering my back and down to my breasts. I tried to stand still and not squirm, but I was aching for his touch. After our long, tiring but exciting day, I wanted him—all of him. More than he could ever be willing to give to a punny wolf with extensive sexual cravings. Oh, no… wife! I wasn't merely a punny wolf anymore. I was now married to my mated Alpha! “You have such beautiful hair, El. You are beautiful. Your curves are amazing. The dips are perfect and I appreciate that you are fat in all the right places.”Jett mumbled. His mouth is close to my ear and I felt his breath, though his lips didn’t touch my s

Chapter NineteenEleanor's PovOkay, so the good news was that Alpha Jett wasn't dead, he had collapsed and while I blamed myself for what had befallen him, Gavin tried to convince me otherwise while Zayn rocked and soothed me."I really hope he's okay, I'm so scared. I feel like I caused this' 'I said, grabbing my fingers from Zayn's and wrinkling them tightly in my grip. I was definitely panicking and I didn't know what to do about it. Seeing Alpha Jett, laying down still after the dream I had about us, made my pain and anger increase. Maybe, just maybe if he was awake, he could have done something about it.My train of thought was interrupted when Gavin suddenly took my hand—a gesture he did to stop me from fidgeting. Once our fingers were laced, I looked up at him, with the sole aim of planting my neck on the crook of his neck, crying out my fears and pain. The look on his face was more of pity than concern. I knew my eyes were full of so much fear but I didn't know why. Something