Stacie's POV Damien swung his fist at me, targeting my jaw. "Rule number one, always be alert and ready for an attack" Unprepared, I recoiled from his punch to my jaw with a wince. How could he be so swift and fast that I hadn't even noticed his movement? I thought, momentarily copying his style as I made a move to retaliate. I lurched a step forward and then threw a punch at Damien's face. The blow felt too dull. And I knew it immediately after I had launched it. "Too slow" Damien noted as he ducked under my punch. He grabbed my arm and twisted it. "Rule number two, never underestimate or look down on your opponent. They could strike when you least expect it" I struggled, squeezed, and wriggled free from his grip. I punched again. He ducked. I kicked. He blocked my kick with one hand and threw a fist at me with the other hand. I bent backward, making Damien's fist slap into my shoulders. Wincing in pain, I staggered backward and fell to the ground with a loud thud. "That

Antoine's POV I was in my room reading a magazine, when someone burst in without even knocking. It was my beta, Damien. He had this worried expression on his face so I prepared myself for bad news. "There's a problem!" He finally said. "What!?" I shouted. My wolf jumped in me when he heard Damien say my mate was the problem. I quickly shifted to my wolf form, running down the woods. Then, I saw the wolf, looking as white as snow, and I knew it was her, my mate. He fur was looking short over her body and longer at the neck. It was really smooth and shiny. I growled, probably with lust. Then suddenly, she came charging at me with all full speed. I noticed her movement was wild. She looked pained as if she was fighting hard to keep her wolf under control. She stood in front of me, and uttered something. "I'm" she tried to say with great difficulty. "I'm". Then she collapsed. "Was she dead?" I couldn't help but wonder in fear as I quickly shifted to my human form. I reached he

Antoine’s POV I woke up alone on top of my bed, dressed in Damien's clothes. It was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I had no idea how I had even slept off. Last night had been so dramatic. I had gone to see Damien in his room to question him about how he knew Stacie and how he came across her wolfing out. I had a feeling that she was probably the one with him in the armor room the other time. I had gone there and challenged him about it. But Damien still denied the allegations and made up a story to give me, which he knew was a lie. I had challenged Damien to a friendly duel just to calm my wolf down, but instead, it aggravated my wolf. I involuntarily turned while fighting with Damien, sucking out my energy. Elda had been so ferocious, just because I didn't give him want he wanted, Sex. I probably fainted from fighting with my wolf. I am even surprised I am in his room now. Probably, Damien brought me here on his back. But that must have been after changing my clothes whic

Stacie's POV My tears threatened to spill out, as I began running out of Antoine's chambers. What did I do to deserve such kind of cruel mate? Why did nature have to treat me so badly, and match me with Antoine? He must hate me so much with passion. Because why else would he treat me like garbage? Why will he treat me with so much contempt? He always hurts me every time with his words. How would you even hurt a person that's your mate, without even feeling remorse or sorry for your actions? How!? He's just too heartless! Always making me feel so small. The first time, he physically assaulted me, he almost choked me to death but I still didn't take it to heart and asked him for a little favor, but he wouldn't do it. Instead of just refusing politely, he had to be so brutal with his words hurting me even more deeper. What is so bad about training your mate? Just because a person is a female, then she can't fight or she's too weak. Well, I'm going to prove him wrong that I'm not

Stacie's POV "You have no right to reject me!" Those words resounded in my ears, so loud like a siren as I ran out of Antoine's chambers for the second time today. The buzzing sound in my ears was temper, and I was sure of it. I just wanted to see some stones and pound my fist on them, till they bled. I just couldn't do that. It'd only hurt me the more. I refuse to be hurt by Antoine ever again. I refuse to make him spoil my mood or ruin my day. What does he even mean by he wouldn't accept my rejection? Did he say I had no right to do so or what? Because I was his slave??? The same man that was never interested in me as his mate right from the first day. The man that threatened me just now not to ever tell a single member of his pack that I was his mate or he would punish me. But now that I actually rejected him, he wouldn't hear of it. Huh?? Must everything always go according to his damn plans? Fucking bastard! I was fighting the urge to climb somewhere high enough for th