"What are you talking about, dad? And what do you mean by you haven't been left with no choice?" Ash asked after a short, heavy silence."Alpha Cameroon wants you to be married to one of his twins because both of you haven't found your mates yet," Grill said, making Ash's heart explode. He was aware of the fact that one of the twins had always had a crush on him, but he never expected that she would ask her father to intervene."But I already said no to her when she proposed to me; what do you mean by I'll have to marry her?" He asked in disbelief. The day he got out of jail, he found Larissa waiting for him at the gates, saying that when he heard from his dad that he was going to be released, she went there as soon as possible to pick him up. He refused, telling her that he could go home by himself, but after she insisted, he drove with her, and although she did all the talking, he tried his best to ignore her. It was two days later that she asked him if there was any chance they cou

Before Grill could slap Kaden like he had intended to, his office door was pushed open, and two bulky men wearing expensive black suits walked in with cold expressions on their faces. Without asking them who they were, he knew from where they were coming and what kind of message they had come to share with them. They were Alpha Cameroon messengers, and despite it being the twenty-first century, Alpha Cameroon still relied on messengers to avoid excuses like my phone was on mute, which is why I didn't pick up the phone," or my phone was stuffed in my pocket or purse, which is why I didn't read the message.He rarely used them, though, and he did so only when it was something important he wanted taken care of or discussed with him. Stairing at them for a while, he cleared his throat, scrunching his eyebrows at them."Can I help with anything, gents?" He asked, stared at the hand he had raised to slap Kaden, and dropped it on his side while putting on his reading glasses. Kaden took that

Camila dragged herself to the alpha's office, where he found Alina standing behind him with a smirk on her face. Given the glow in her eyes, she knew that she had something up her sleeve. She stood at the door, waiting for Alpha Killan's permission to get in."Get in!" he said rudely, without even sparing her a glance. Her heart ached, but she swallowed the pain away and looked at him, the elders of the council present in there, his parents, his brother, and Alina."What have I done this time?" She asked with a bored expression on her face. She has lost count of the number of times Killan has dared to question her in front of the elders as if she were some kind of criminal."You are the one who should tell us what you have done," Alpha Kilan's father responded, glaring at her harshly."I haven't done anything, sir." She bowed slightly, staring deep into his eye."My dear elder's I know you must be wondering what my father is talking about, but I'll make it clear to all of you," Alpha

A violent tremor passed through Camila's body because she had been crying for a really, really long time. She trembled like coconut leaves in a wild storm as silent whimpers still escaped her mouth. She had been crying, but no matter how long she cried, the wound in her heart created by Alina's words never healed. She sat and pulled herself backwards until her back hit the wall. She leaned her head on it and closed her eyes to dry her tears away. Although she still felt like shedding more tears, she knew that it wasn't going to be of any use. Camila had no idea for how many hours she had stayed leaning against the dirty wall while sitting at nothing, but it was an hour later that she was woken up by heavy thumping sounds in the dungeon."Time for your evening whipps, Camila," the guards said while motioning for her to get out of the dungeon. The whippings always took place in the open air, where everyone could witness them, and then a person was returned to the dungeon."Already?" She

Numbness all over the body. A burn in the throat. Itching all over the skin. The inability to form words. Blurry images. Beeping inside her eardrums That was all Camila could see, feel, and hear when she woke up. She cleared her throat, attracting the attention of the figure backing her. After hearing her, that person walked out of the room in a hurried way. She jerked herself into a sitting position, dragging her buttocks on the fluffy bed beneath her until she leaned her sore back against the bedrest. Slapping her hands on the rough surface beside her, she located the small button sitting at the bedside table full of medicines and pressed it with trembling fingers. Almost immediately, an elderly familiar man wearing a white coat, a stethoscope around his neck, and gray hairs sprouting in between the black strands above his head walked through the half-opened door, smiled sweetly at her, and asked her something she couldn't hear. "W..wh.." She tried to speak, but her breath was sudde