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Cheska’s POV“Please, Claude, please escape. Leave me alone.”“No. What kind of older brother am I if I leave my pregnant sister?” He said and smiled despite fear. “We’ll escape together.”The wolves howled again in a wild, mocking voice like they already cornered their prey. Another wolf lunged through my broken window and everything went dark as something struck my head.The pain woke me. It was like my body had been dropped from a height and left in pieces.My eyes fluttered open slowly. It was dark but my eyes adjusted almost immediately.My wrists were burning. I tried to move but rope dug into my skin. I was tied. My heartbeat kicked violently.Then suddenly, a smell hit me next. It smelled like iron. I knew what it was, blood. I forced my vision to steady. I was in a clearing. There were torches planted into the dirt around me. There were figures moved in the shadows.It was humans. Their smell told me that they were rogues. And there were a lot of them. Their eyes glowed fa

Cheska’s POV"It's simple really,” Rowan said. “We were going to let Vlad have fun of course, like the most powerful Alpha but then he got full of himself,” he added. "One thing led to another, and it was fun seeing him miserable, so delicious, and sadly when you return, it wasn’t fun anymore." A smirk was now playing on his lips. “Playing beta was the worst of all.”I looked at Rowan. He was not the reliable beta anymore. He was unhinged, just the rogues around him. If Rowan has betrayed Vlad. Who else is in his pack?“Who else is with you?” I asked him. Rowan looked at me and smirked.“Let’s just say, someone who’s very close with your precious mate,” he said. Very close? Could it be…no.I shook that thought aside. I was speechless and had no idea what was going on. I don't think I really wanted to know either. An idea played in the back of my mind but I quickly dismissed it as crazy. Vlad loved Valentine. They were practically best friends but I knew Valentine hated me. "So wh

Cheska’s POV“Boss!”“Sir!”“Ah, Valentine. When are you going to sell Leopards?”Calm voices started to ring out around me. It seemed like everyone adored Valentine. “Hello, everyone. It was nice seeing you around here again. Yes…yes… leopards will be available in the market soon. That one is for me. I’m sorry.”“No problem, Val. I saw how pretty these shifters are.” One said. “But we heard she’s pregnant. You’ll sell the baby, yes?”Valentine smile. “We’ll see everyone.” He said and then looked at Rowan and me. He was standing there like he had been used to it. My ears rang. For a split second my mind refused to connect the pieces.The rogues, the coordination, the command in their howls.The strategy.And then it slammed into me. Him. He planned it. And Rowan just made it easy for him.“Hello, Cheska…” he said knowingly.The way he said my name made my skin crawl. My heart didn’t pound. It dropped.Claude’s laugh echoed in my memory. Claude teasing me in the car…Claude’s hand t

Cheska’s POVI awoke to find myself still driving in the car, and still blindfolded. I sensed someone next to me and I assumed it was Valentine. I didn’t want him to know I was awake so I laid there and continued to fake sleep. Within just a few minutes the car had stopped and his voice broke the silence.“I know you are awake, cat. Now take off the blindfold and follow me.”I quickly obeyed his orders, sliding the blindfold down to my neck. I couldn’t break down again, not now in front of the monster.I stepped out of the car and Valentine came around to grab my wrists and cart me along like cattle once again. Looking around, I gasped at the beautiful landscape in front of me. A regal mansion stood on a green and tall hill. Red bricks and green moss decorated the towering home, making it seem as if it came from another era. Because I lived in a closed knit household and a modern space, this was the first I had ever seen of a mansion.I didn’t know Valentine owned such a mansion. Avo

Cheska’s POVOnce I felt like I wouldn’t black out if I sat up, I slowly lifted my head and torso. Looking around, I found what Valentine had thrown at me and was confused, yet grateful. I picked up the white bandaging and started to wrap it around my mauled stomach. It stung to say the least, but I knew I had to stop the bleeding. Once I was satisfied with my bandaging, I turned my attention towards my arm. I was terrified to see what he had done to me there. All I knew was that it felt as if I didn’t even have an arm anymore. Slowly, I turned my head and looked down my right shoulder. There, on my forearm, was the most unbearable marking I could imagine. That monster had branded me.In black and charred skin, the word slut ran across my arm.I stifled a sob and tried to distract myself from the word, and focus on the wound. I had no idea how to treat a burn in human form because I wa sused to rapid healing so I just wrapped it in gauze like my stomach. Once done, I decided to rest