I was taken aback by his Laura’s mature response. I hadn’t expected her to react like this. I took a deep breath and looked at Annabelle. “What were you thinking?” I asked, in a much calmer voice. “I thought that if I took Laura away, no one would be able to have you except me.” Annabelle said, tears still streaming down her face. “You don't know how much I love you, and I just couldn’t bear the thought of not being able to get who I want.” I sighed deeply and shook my head. “Annabelle, I do love Laura. And I don't know if you do too. But you can’t just take matters into your own hands like that. Laura is my mate, and I’m responsible for her safety. You can’t just kidnap her because you’re worried about not getting what you want.” Annabelle nodded in agreement and looked down at the ground. “I’m so sorry,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper. “I never meant to cause any harm. I just wanted to..." She ran out of words. “I know,” Alexander said, his voice softening. “But this

Laura crossed her arms and leaned back against the wall, giving me a look of pure contempt. "You know, Clara," she said slowly, "I'm getting really tired of your attitude. You're always trying to start drama or get people on your side. Well, newsflash: nobody likes a whiner." I felt a lump rising in my throat. I couldn't believe she was speaking to me like this, after everything I had been through because of her whoring life. "I'm not a whiner," I said, my voice shaking with anger. "I'm trying to stand up for myself, because nobody else will." Laura let out a harsh laugh. "Stand up for yourself? You wouldn't know how to stand up for yourself if your life depended on it. You're just a pathetic little girl who's always looking for attention." I felt tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let her see me cry. "You don't know anything about me," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "You don't know what I've gone through." "I know everything I need to know," she said smugly. "

Clara's POVI had gone to meet Annabelle after she got released by Alexander. I met her because I was interested in what she did. But I didn't tell her that I want Alexander for myself since that was what she wants too.She was excited about my idea of joining her and she quickly set up a meet with me and Dominique.As I waited outside I heard someone calling my name. I stepped into Dominique's room, my heart racing with anticipation."Clara!"I smiled, feeling a little self-conscious. I was wearing a simple blue dress that I'd borrowed from my cousin, but Annabelle always knew how to make me feel special."Hey, Annabelle," I said, gently. "Who's your friend?"Annabelle turned to Dominique and motioned for him to come closer. He hesitantly stepped forward."Clara, this is Dominique," Annabelle said, introducing me to Dominique. "Dominique, meet Clara."Dominique froze in suspense as I extended my hand to him. He stood there for a few seconds, his eyes fixed on my hand, before finally

Alexander's POVI had been restless for days now, unable to shake off the unease that had crept into me and settled deep within my bones. My pack was in danger, that much I was sure of, especially Laura. I could sense it in the air, a foreboding feeling that I couldn't quite put my finger on.I had always been careful when it came to my pack's security, but now I realized that I needed to take things up a notch. Not just because of the sense of imminent danger, but also because I owed it to my pack and it's my duty as an alpha. Moreover, they are the ones who had placed their trust and loyalty in me.I called for a pack meeting, summoning all my members to gather in the living room of the house. As they filed in, one by one, I could see the anxiety in their eyes, each one silently wondering what could have prompted the meeting."Everyone, I have something important to discuss with all of you," I began, my gaze sweeping over the room. "Lately, I've been feeling uneasy or let me say, si

Annabelle's POV I never thought the day would come where I would meet my parents again, because after what happened it felt weird meeting them again. After what I did to Laura, my stepsister, I was sure they would never want to see me again. I was wrong. The room was small and cramped, with old furniture as usual and yellowed wallpaper. My parents sat across from me, staring at me with a mix of relief and disappointment. I didn't blame them. I had screwed up big time. The silence weighed heavily on me as I sat there, unsure of how to begin. My mother was the first to speak. "Annabelle, how could you do something like that?" She had always been the strictest of my parents. I knew she was angry, and rightfully so. My father, on the other hand, looked at me with a sad expression. "Let her explain. There must be a reason why she did what she did." He always had a softer heart than my mother. I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the conversation to come. "I know what I did was wr