Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)
Ever since I got back to the morgue, I have been working and preparing to perform the ritual on Dimitri so that he would no longer be cursed. I got to see firsthand how much it affected him and I felt pressured to work even faster because the intervals at which it kept occurring were becoming shorter every day. Even on days when he would not mention Adelina or the reincarnated Goddess, I guess his mind still wandered off to places it should not be and so this caused him to trigger the curse and he would be in excruciating pain for hours.
At this point, due to the reoccurring incidents, he has become rather suicidal, and I was forced to strap him to one of the metal tables at the morgue. Unfortunately, I “accidentally” put him next to the recovering bodies, so he had no other choice but to think of the foul scents instead of thinking about Adelina and Isla. It was an evil plan but also a genius one.
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Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I got out of the shower after what felt like hours. I walked into my bedroom and pulled out the outfit I had planned in my head. As I laid it out on the bed, I prayed that it would look good on me as it looked in my head. It would be rather disappointing if I end up looking like a potato when I finally dressed myself. After I laid my outfit on the bed, I wrapped my head with a towel to help dry my hair faster, and I put on my underwear. I cannot make this up but I felt bougie being able to match my underwear. Just think about it…I was wearing a black pair of bra and panties. I felt like a responsible adult right now. It is amazing.Anyway, after I finished checking myself out in the mirror, I grabbed my bag of makeup and pulled out my phone to search for some makeup looks on Pinterest. My outfit consisted of a fitted grey long-sleeve turtleneck, and a high-waisted fitted red and black plaid skirt that stopped mid-thigh.
This time I turned on some music. I really did not want my good mood to dampen.I think Alessandro said something else, but I really could not be bothered to pause the music. My God-complex was acting up.I grabbed the nose ring and pushed it through the tiny hole on my nostril which was almost healed. I bled a little, I screamed a little, but I got it through, so I did not care. I cleaned up the blood and went on to put on my outfit.I looked at myself in the mirror and realized I was THAT b*tch. My a*s looked amazing, and the skirt complimented my thighs perfectly.I looked at the new shoe collection I had and pondered on what I should wear. Of course, I went with the thigh-high black suede high heel boots.I walked over to the full-length mirror and did a full spin in the mirror as I checked myself out. If no one would date me then I certainly would.Damn!I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures. I change my Instagram privacy se
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Honestly, the date was not going as bad as I thought it would have. Who knew Alessandro had it in him to romance someone and have fun with it. We were currently in the theatre watching a horror movie among other humans of course. We kept making fun of the girls who were screaming out loud at every jump scare.The movie was good, but it was also relatively funny due to the number of horror cliches that were being played out. “Oh my gosh! Baby! Keep me safe, please. I am so scared.” I exclaimed mockingly and hugged Alessandro’s arm.As I touched his arm, I could feel him become tense under my touch and I smirked.That is right. Be my b*tch.Alessandro sighed heavily.“Do not do that.” He warned and I smirked darkly.I looked up at him innocently and pouted.“Do what?” I batted my eyelashes at him and bit my lip innocently.He
Recap…“I-I am sorry.” I started before she cut me off.“No, you are not. You are sorry you got caught. That is about it.” Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)All I could do right now is to bow my head in shame. I did not know what to say. I was speechless. Many thoughts were racing through my head, and it was becoming overwhelming.While my head remained bent down as I stared blankly at my lap, I could hear the waiter return with Isla’s food. I could hear her immediately unwrapping her meal and eating it. I do not think she cared to fill the silence between us which was quickly becoming awkward.I slowly lifted my head to look at her, only to see that while she was eating, she was staring at me questioningly.“Are you not upset?” I asked her because she seemed rather calm and collected.“No, because I am not surprised.” She said si
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I had a very restful night regardless of the events leading up to my bedtime. Maybe it is due to the fact that I was very tired right before bed, and I had the luxury of having a bath before I decided to go sleep. I was not complaining because I woke up this morning feeling great.Although I woke up like half an hour ago, I laid in bed scrolling through social media. It was routine at this point for me to lay in bed for a while as I went through many social media platforms. Since I uploaded that picture last night, my following increased, and I thought it was great, until I checked my notifications to see that my new followers consisted of Stephanie and her clique. I rolled my eyes at this.I am way too grown for drama like this and if she chooses to be immature about this, then that is her choice. I am not fighting any woman over a man who clearly made his own decision to do wrong by me. I already told Alessandro how I
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I woke up this morning feeling like a brick had hit me on the head, causing me to pass out for a couple of hours. Before I went to bed last night, I unintentionally drank a bottle of whiskey. I was so emotional after the date that I could not help myself. I wanted to go talk to her about what happened, but I felt like I was caught red-handed and there was not much that I can do to plea my case. I was so stupid to think that I could have the best of both worlds that I became greedy and now I might lose her. I do not want to give up on her, but at the same time, I am not sure what I should do about this.There were countless times last night when I would find myself in front of her bedroom door, trying to find the courage to knock on the door but I could not bring myself to it. I really messed up this time and I do not know how to fix this.I laid in bed for another fifteen minutes before I decided to shower and get read
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I sat on the couch and waited for Alessandro to return with his money. I was making myself an ice cream sandwich, making a mess on the couch, and hiding it with the blanket when I heard the front door open and heels clacking against the floor soon after. I could tell that the person was immediately making their way up the stairs as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Both persons stop walking and I smirked.I hiked my shorts higher up on my waist so that my a*s was on full display and pulled my tank top down to make my breasts pop. I also cupped them both one by one in the bra and pulled them up to give me more cleavage. I walked over to the stairs to see Stephanie and Alessandro. Before I could make my presence known, I stood there silently to listen in on what they were saying.“Stephanie, what are you doing here?” Alessandro asked in a hushed tone.“I wanted to see you,” Stephanie
Stephanie Wilde (P.O.V.)How dare she humiliate me like that? That was so demeaning and embarrassing. I know Alessandro was only saying those things to me because his mate was around. I could tell by the twinkle in his eyes. If she was not around then he would have been wrapped around my finger. I will never give up on our relationship. Alessandro is being brainwashed by that b*tch and I will do anything in my power to save him.As I exited the house, I made my way to the packhouse to devise a plan to get Isla out of the pack. She was still a rogue and is not a part of the pack, so it should be easy. When I entered the pack house, everyone grew quiet and looked at me.“What is up folks?” I asked as I plopped down on a couch.A few people rolled their eyes at me while others avoided eye contact with