PENELOPE'S POVSeveral days had passed in the blink of an eye, and I couldn't believe that tomorrow was going to be the Alphas' ball. I was so nervous—very, very nervous—just at the thought of going over to another pack and having my parents there. I hadn't completely healed from the traumas I had gone through; it had been hellish for me, and I had almost died.Sighing for the umpteenth time, I stared at myself in the mirror as I drank down the water, feeling it slide down my throat before throwing the empty bottle into the trash bin. I was waiting for Iris to show up with the seamstress to work on the selected gown, trimming and designing it to my taste."Hey."My eyes snapped to the left where the voice had come from, and instantly, my body hummed like an engine coming alive. A wide smile played on my lips as I saw him approach me.."Hey!" I stood, going over to engulf him in a hug."I saw you in a daze. Are you alright!?" Giovanni asked, kissing my cheeks, and the smile on my face
PENELOPE'S POV ~As the engines cut out, I looked out the window to see a sprawling five-star hotel with sleek, luxurious cars lining up outside."Luna, Alpha Giovanni wants you to come in now. He's waiting for you," my driver informed me, breaking the silence.I sighed heavily and nodded, stepping out of the car when my assigned bodyguard opened the door for me.Giovanni had called to tell me that he was leaving without me, as his presence was urgently needed at the event. I felt a pang of disappointment, but understood that his responsibilities as Alpha came first.I followed the bodyguard through the hotel lobby, which was bustling with activity. As I passed through the security checkpoint, the guards carefully scrutinized my invitation before allowing me to enter. The lobby was bustling with well-dressed people, and the air was thick with the smell of perfume and cologne. I made my way towards the elevators, my heart racing with anticipation. I was about to meet Alpha Giovanni's p
PENELOPE'S POVVioletta wore a beautiful black gown, adorned with pearls, that fit her perfectly.The gown was simply breathtaking. Her hair, usually long and black, was now trimmed short, giving her a fresh look.Her face, typically proud, hostile, and cold, had transformed. She now appeared gentle, soft, and welcoming, making her even more approachable, which was more than weird.Violetta's face displayed a look of utter astonishment. Her mouth dropped open in shock before quickly closing. She swallowed slowly, her gaze shifting between me, Giovanni, and Jerry, who appeared perplexed by the sudden tension in the air."Do you guys know each other?" Jerry asked, his eyes darting back and forth between Violetta and me.Giovanni's hand gently grasped mine, offering silent reassurance. His eyes, however, darkened as they settled on Violetta."She's--she's my sister," Violetta managed to say, her throat bobbing up and down as she stared at us.I found myself blinking profusely, gazing at
PENELOPE'S POV ~"What?!" I shrieked, my body tensing. "What are you talking about?!" I was in complete disbelief.A tear rolled down Violetta's cheek, and she hastily brushed it away, nodding. "Please believe me. Every time we grew closer, Mom and Dad kept me away from you. I knew how they belittle you, how they beat and hurt you... I'm so sorry... I always felt terrible seeing them make you bleed, but I couldn't do anything to help..." Her lips quivered. "And I've never hated you... not ever... not once… Please believe me."I wasn't sure how to react.All I could do was blink and breathe. I felt numb, uncertain of how to feel or react to Violetta's shocking revelation.Should I give her a smug grin, mutter that she deserved it, or simply sit still with a shocked expression? Or should I maintain a stoic facade? I was well aware of the hell I had been through.I knew the pain of being used and then discarded. Logan had toyed with my emotions, manipulated me, and made me feel inadequat
PENELOPE'S POV ~“Where were you going? Haven't I told you that bad girls end up being punished?” He quizzed, his dark eyes leveled on me.I tipped my chin challengingly. “And what if I wanted you to punish me?”His hand slowly traced upwards, over my neck, sending shivers through my body. His thumb running firmly over my lips, Giovanni leaned in close and hissed into my ear, “Indeed you're such a bad girl, is that sweet pussy getting hot? Do you even know what I've been thinking while you're immersed in speaking with Violetta? Even when you first stepped into the hall with this dress? I thought of how more pretty you would look when I rip it off your body, fuck you hard, deep throat you while you go out there smelling like sex, dripping with me but still desperate for more. Unsatisfied…”More shivers ran down my spine as I listened to him.“I want to lick your pussy until it’s creamy and your juices drip onto my tongue. I want to spread your legs wide, I want you to watch as I fuck y
PENELOPE'S POV ~"Don't you know how to use the fucking door?! Fucking knock!" Giovanni snarled, shielding me behind him.I peeked from the side of Giovanni's arm to see a young waiter, likely in his early twenties, frozen at the door, holding a platter, his face pale with shock."I'm—I'm sorry—""Get out!" Giovanni snapped, and the young waiter quickly ran off, slamming the door shut.I sighed, placing a hand on my chest to steady my breaths."Let's get out of here, baby," Giovanni said. He leaned in to steal a kiss from me, my face flushed, before pulling away to check if I was properly dressed."Perfect. Your panties smell good. I think I'll add it to my perfume recommendations," he added with a roguish grin, making my heart flutter. I shook my head while he chuckled, intertwining our hands and leading us out. “Don’t pee, don't clean. Baby, I need to taste what's in your pussy… be a good girl and do what I say.” He didn't stop to check on my expression and I was relieved he didn't.
PENELOPE'S POVSo it was indeed true... What Giovanni had said about me not being Angus's biological daughter was true. Was that why he had treated me so terribly, like a slave?I couldn't breathe anymore. My chest was tightening so painfully that I wasn't sure I would leave here without losing consciousness. It was even worse than the pain I felt when Dad scarred me. My body began to tremble.I didn't know whether to feel relieved that these weren't my biological parents or to feel sad that I had been an orphan, picked up from who knows where."You shouldn't have picked up that stupid bitch from the forest! You should have let her cry to her death," Avery sobbed, sending a chill down my spine with her cruelty.Dad didn't bother to comfort her. His eyes were dark with rage, and his jaw ticked.So the reason I had been through hell and back was that I was an orphan child found in the forest?So the reason I had been scarred, traumatized, neglected, and beaten into unconsciousness for y
PENELOPE'S POV~The sound of approaching footsteps reached my ears, but I didn't turn. I kept my burning gaze on my parents and watched as their eyes widened in shock before their faces paled."A-Alpha Giovanni?" Angus stuttered, while Avery took a few steps away from me.I turned to see Giovanni approaching with a murderous look in his eyes, followed by Alpha Jerry, Alpha Travis, and other guests who were hurrying to the scene with curious expressions. My eyes caught Violetta, who was squeezed in the middle of a couple, before I looked away, turning my gaze back to Angus.I didn't wait for anyone to speak up before I did. I was no longer scared to stand up for myself.I was now Penelope Callahan, Luna to one of the most ruthless and dreaded Alphas across the scattered neighboring packs."We'll take our leave now," Avery suddenly said, her expression reflecting her discomfort. She circled her hands around Angus's arms and began to pull him away.But not so soon... I wasn't done with t