I take a deep breath and try to calm my racing heart as I lean against the counter. I pray silently that Mr. Gareth doesn't send me to serve the troublesome twins. My hoodie is still pulled over my head, and I try to make myself as small as possible, hoping that they won't notice me. Mr. Gareth ask

Finally, I saw the quadruplets emerge from the restaurant, their faces smug and triumphant. They walked towards me, and I felt my heart pounding in my chest. "What are you waiting for, loser?" one of them said, shoving me roughly. I stumbled and fell to the ground, scraping my knees on the pavement.

I stood nervously outside the door when I heard her voice, my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for my wicked stepmother to open it. I knew that I was in big trouble for escaping and leaving the closet where she had locked me up. My thoughts were still consumed by the pain of the mate bond tha

I knew that my opportunity would come soon, and I was prepared for it. I had packed all of my most important belongings, and I had a map of the Pack that I could plan my escape route. I had always thought it was useless, I never knew it would come in handy. As I heard a knock on my door, I quickly

I scramble to my feet, but he grabs my arm and yanks me back down. I try to fight him off, but he's too strong. He starts to touch me again, and I feel sick. I don't want this, I don't want him. But he won't listen to me. He won't stop. I feel like I'm suffocating, like I'm trapped in a nightmare.