Four In The Divergent Series Novels & Stories

“He made me beg for his cum. On camera. In front of the others. Told me he’d fuck me until my pussy looked like it didn’t belong to me anymore.” Sofia’s voice floated behind them. “He tied me up. Left me in the basement for three days. Told me if I screamed loud enough, someone might come touch me.” Gianna whispered, voice cold and dripping. “And I screamed. All night. No one came.” Isadora trembled. “You’re lying…” Gianna grabbed her throat. Squeezed. Just enough. “You wanna know what you are now?” She dragged her down to her knees. “You’re Number Four.”

It was clear, well-lit, and taken somewhere I've never come across. Four men stood, side by side, none facing the camera. Even though they weren't facing the camera, you could see what needed to be seen. One face. Four times. It was Drey, but not Drey. My brain and eyes didn't know how to put it at first. It felt like I was seeing Drey in four different faces. They look exactly the same but in different appearances. Like I was staring at the four shades of Drey. My hand started shaking before I felt it happening. The phone trembled in my grip but Victoria reached out and took it back, carefully, like she was removing something fragile from someone who couldn't be trusted with it.

He bowed his head to me too, and when they both looked back up to hear my answer, I smiled at them and replied, “Of course there is space for you in our pack. We have room for you all.” “No! Not those four, they are beyond help or redemption. They are too far gone in their madness. You have no choice but to leave the poor creatures here,” Savanah shouted out, and as I looked over to her I saw that she still hadn't lifted her head. She then said, “You must leave, Marik and Traian will be here before nightfall.”

, At this point, Damon’s chest was heaving as he took large puffs of air. He felt like it was all a mean joke, a phantasm, an illusion. Some nasty hoax. He shook his head and with that, he darted into the forest at lightning speed. “Worth a shot “, Venus said shrugging her shoulders. “Spring’s flowers•Summer’s heat •Autumn’s fall• Winter’s Ice AUTUMN PACK

Her breath caught. “Where?” The skyline screens flickered again. Not text this time. Video. A sterile room. Rows of young adults standing in identical formation. Eyes calm. Still. Familiar. Not copies. Not exactly. But close enough that Ariana felt her stomach drop to the ground. One of them stepped forward. And looked directly into the camera. Into her. The same eyes. But colder. More certain. Genesis spoke softly. “Phase Four ready.” The drone’s lens locked onto Ariana.

Phoenix sighs and looks at me. “Everybody is taken aback by the fact that you don’t have just one but four mates,” Hannah says. “It’s unheard of. But your four mates in particular are the four strongest members of the pack. Soon, Forrest will take over as alpha, Phoenix as beta, but Puma is third, and Desmond is fourth in the pack hierarchy. Some people are going to be mad and feel like you stole the best the pack has to offer. People might even call you a witch.” My mouth falls open.

Before I could push her away, the enraged Fabian yanked her hair. “Stop f*cking seducing people! I gave you five years of pleasure. If you’re not grateful, fine, but what makes you think you can dump me now? Let me tell you, you can forget it! I’ll do a few years in the slammer, but I’ll still come for you when I get out. You’ll never escape me!” Tiffany was both furious and terrified when she heard Fabian. She spat directly at his face. “You piece of sh*t! May you rot in hell!”