Violet’s POV
I woke up with a jolt, pain surging through my stomach as someone kicked me. I curled in my threadbare blanket as tears welled in my eyes. I was sleeping on the ground of a makeshift home in a forest that surrounded the White Fur pack.
“Wake up, bitch!” A nasal voice blasted.
It was my father’s mate, Nellie, who was my stepmother.
“No one has all the time for you in the world, dimwit!” she spat. She kicked me again on my chest making me whimper in pain. “We are leaving. The White Fur packs’ hounds have scented us.”
Rogues were hated by every pack and the moment we were spotted, we were killed. And the White Fur Pack was notorious for tracking rogues and killing them.
My name is Violet Clark. I am nineteen. My father and stepmother are rogues and we live like vagabonds along with a few others, who lusted after me like I was the whore of the rogue pack. It was a surprise that I kept my virginity intact till now.
Grunting and sending more expletives my way, Nellie hurried away.
‘Why don’t we kill her?’ my wolf, Opal grumbled.
‘If we kill her, my father would kill me instantly,’ I said through my tears. My wolf wasn’t as powerful as she should have been. Years and years of abuse and malnourishment have weakened her.
‘We will run away, Violet,’ she growled. ‘At this rate they are going to weaken you and me further. Just yesterday your father caned you on the back. How much can I take?’
I got up, wiping my tears and ignoring the pain in my body that ran deep to my bones. I knew that my injuries would soon become blue or black. They would eventually heal but very slowly leaving scars.
I tied my sandy brown hair in a messy bun and then folded my blanket crying at my shitty luck. If only my mother was here…
According to the tales I heard, my mother, Fiona, ensnared my father, Alex. She became pregnant but soon after my birth, she died under mysterious circumstances. And a month later, my father brought his mate, Nellie. Nellie gave me away to my mother’s sister, Macy, from the White Fang pack, but when I turned five, I was handed back to my father, I don’t know why.
Ever since then my life took a downturn. Alex and Nellie hated me. Father would hit me and punish me at every given opportunity, and those opportunities never ended. He insisted I do menial work, even of the rogues he was surrounded with.
“You are still crying, asshole!” my stepsister, Sade, shouted. “I hope you get killed today! Why are we carrying you along with us? You are such baggage!” she cursed.
Wincing, I collected my little bag that had a blanket, jeans, one frayed shirt and a set of underwear. I rushed out in my shorts and a tank top, shivering in the cold of the night.
My father had already shifted in his wolf. He snarled at me and then ran out of the cave we were hiding in. My mother followed him. Soon we all shifted and were running in the forest, trying to escape the warriors of the White Fur Alpha.
However, we must have gone only a few hundred meters when we heard snarls and howls behind us. Heavy footfalls chased us.
‘Run fast!’ my father’s voice sounded in our heads. I pushed myself to go fast through my pain, but minutes later we heard those howls coming nearer. It meant that this time we were doomed. I ran hard knowing fully well that if I stopped, I would be killed, but I couldn’t run as fast as other rogues. The pain in my chest, stomach and back lanced through me like icy shards. Every breath I took hurt me. I wonder if a bone or two in my ribcage were broken after Nellie kicked me.
‘See, I told you,” Opal grumbled. ‘He is trying to kill us. Leave them.’
‘What do I do, Opal?’ I said to her, ‘If I leave this pack, where will I go? Don’t you know lone wolves are hunted down and killed instantly?’
‘This is the time to leave your father. Take a right turn and I will lead you to your mother’s pack. I am sure they will take you in,’ Opal sounded desperate. I knew that she wanted to protect me, but I wasn’t sure that my mother’s pack would ever take me in. They had betrayed a five-year-old who was… harmless.
‘No, we stick to my father!’ I instructed and Opal grumbled.
But my stars were all wrong that day. Suddenly someone bit me on my leg and then someone attacked me on my back. I let out an agonized howl, crashing on the ground on my belly. When I looked back, I saw Sade’s fangs, dripping in blood and Nellie glaring at me.
My father’s angry voice came to my head. ‘Come back girls. Leave her to die!’
I whimpered. So this was their plan to get rid of me finally? To maul me and leave me to die? To leave me in the fate of the ruthless warriors of White Fur pack?
Opal couldn’t take the pain. ‘Take over, Violet,’ she said. ‘And climb a tree to hide.’
I took over, but merely a few minutes later when I was climbing, I was attacked again. A warrior of the White Fur pack grabbed my hair and pulled me on the ground where he hurled me some twenty feet away. Excruciating pain and horror gripped me when I saw him towering over me.
He snarled at me, peeling his lips back. “We found a rogue,” he yelled, calling all others as he removed his dark curly hair from his hazel eyes. I scrambled away from him, scared as hell.
From the corner of my vision I saw five giant werewolves coming in my direction. They surrounded me, their heads dipped, their lips peeled back exposing sharp fangs.
“Kill her,” the warrior ordered.
So this is the end? I closed my eyes, waiting for it. It was better that I died. There was so much pain all over my body that I didn’t have the strength to live. I was fed up with being treated lowest of the low amongst the rogues. I was exhausted mentally and physically.
‘I am sorry, Opal,’ I apologized to my wolf, defeated. ‘I can't take it any longer.’
I waited for the final blow, for the warriors to sink their fangs in my neck, or tear me limb by limb, when a strong voice sounded. “Wait.”
“Alpha!” the warriors bowed to him, submitting their necks to him.
I jerked open my eyes and looked at the source of the voice. An alpha male was standing in front of me, naked. My breath catches, but it’s not because of the pain in my body. It’s a pair of gorgeous green eyes that stare at me and those eyes pinned me in my place. He was both utterly terrifying and the most beautiful werewolf I’d ever seen. He had shoulder length wavy midnight blue hair, his features chiseled. At over six feet, he was a mountain of muscles.
It was difficult for me to breathe, I was on the verge of death but I couldn’t take my eyes off the Alpha standing in front of me, naked.
‘Mate.’ My wolf purred.
Violet POV I stifled a gasp. The Alpha of the White Fur pack was my mate? Goddess. He was the most cruel Alpha in all of America. No. No. No. No. He was staring at me intensely, his hands clenched into tight fists, every muscle in his body strained with tension. “Take her to the dungeons.” He sneered. “No,” I protested in the hope that he would acknowledge me as his mate and help me out of my misery, but the way he was looking at me, it explained everything. He hated me and would reject me. He walked towards me with disgust. Leaning down, he wrapped his long fingers around my neck tightly almost to the point of pain and growled “You will come with me to the White Fur pack.” Even through all the pain, my head became dizzy when I picked up his scent of mist and pine. I trembled as delightful shivers ran down my body upon his touch, which felt more like a caress over every sensitive part of me. I coughed, surprised by the power of his touch. It was as if the chill in my bones wo
Violet POV That night Dane didn’t leave me even for a minute. He was relentless, and I wanted to give him all I had. And all I had was me, my virginity. I came with no status, no money or family. My only family abandoned me to be killed after injuring me. It was Moon Goddess who had bestowed this opportunity on me and I wouldn’t dare to lose it. By morning, I was thoroughly exhausted. I snuggled into his chest and went off to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, he wasn’t there. But every part of my body was singing. I stretched my limbs, feeling great for the first time in my life. I think I was the luckiest she-wolf born. My wolf, Opal, was cartwheeling inside. ‘I am so happy, Violet,’ she said. ‘Our mate loves us, but where is he?’ I giggled as I walked to the bathroom. ‘He must have gone to the pack, Opal,’ I informed her, as if she should have known it already. ‘After all, he is the pack’s Alpha. He must have gone for his Alpha duties.’ ‘Yes!’ Opal pricked her ears up and
Violet POV Dane got up and walked to the bar to pour wine for himself. “Please don’t make it difficult for me, Violet. You will stay here in this lodge and you are going to get every benefit. I will surround you with every luxury.” “What if I refuse?” “Why would you?” he growled. “If I remember, you were a rogue who had no family. I have rescued you and will provide you with everything you lacked in all your otherwise shabby life. Besides, it is common amongst Alphas to have more than one woman beside their Luna,” he shrugged. That was a bolt to my self-respect. My mate will be fucking another woman, have her children while I will watch them? Something inside me snapped. He made me feel… used. All at once, a shrill voice boomed. “Dane!” Dane snapped his head. “Shit! Mother is here! How did she know of this place?” He strode out, ordering me, “Stay here!” “Where is she?” his mother shouted at him. “Stop it, mother!” Dane growled. “Reject her!” she growled. “Now!” I came out
Violet POV Next morning, the bed was empty and cold when I woke up. No doubt Dane had gone to be with Emily. The thought left me wounded and depressed. A heavy weight rested on my shoulders that he would never accept me fully. I saw a little note on the bedside table. It was from Dane and read: “I will be back by night. Eat food. Don’t think of leaving. — Dane.” I dragged myself out of the bed and went to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, it reflected back a very despondent girl. My eyes were puffy with crying and my lips were swollen. There were strains of tears on my face. Everything hurt, but my heart hurt the most. The whole day went like a whirlwind as I charted my escape. I had lost my appetite, but I still ate. I found a satchel in the lodge and started stashing important things in it like a pair of clothes, food and a torch. I was going to escape during the night. Dane had sent more warriors to guard the lodge as a warning that I could never run away from hi
Dane’s POV For the whole day, they bogged me down with meetings. I wanted to go back to Violet as soon as possible but my Beta Jackson came up with a relentless schedule of meetings. I remembered that after drinking my blood, Violet recovered pretty fast. An Alpha’s blood was like an elixir to his mate. All her curves filled in the right places. The black and blue marks faded and her skin glowed. I gritted my teeth, recalling that mother had done something too nasty yesterday. She had announced my engagement to the pack without consulting me. She had invited all the guests. I wanted to wriggle out of it by calling it off, but when Alphas from other packs started pouring in, it was impossible. Emily was extremely happy. She had called many of her human friends from the fashion world. She also invited the paparazzi which I hated. I had a long fight with my mother and she ended up crying, so I agreed to the ceremony. Even though I wanted this to be a simple affair, my mother and
Dane POVShe was sitting right in front of me. It had been five years since I had been finding her. I had spent thousands of dollars on spies and private agencies, but no one could trace her. She haunted my dreams every night.It was me who had rejected the mating bond between us, ever since my heart felt like a shrapnel in my chest because it knew what it wanted. And it wanted its mate. My wolf wanted his mate. I realized that I couldn’t stay without her, but it was too late by then. Regret swamped me all these years.And here she was — looking beautiful as sin. Gorgeous as sunshine. She had dyed her sandy brown hair to blond that cascaded till her shoulders. But why were they appearing like they were natural? She had no makeup except pink gloss on her lips and white kohl in her eyes.I couldn’t help notice that her hips and breasts had swelled even more. She was a thin girl and now she exuded womanly grace. Suddenly, every feeling that I had fought to keep inside surged like a tsuna
Violet POV I had never been this flustered and frightened in the last five years, ever since I escaped the White Fur pack’s Alpha. Seeing Dane brought back every memory that haunted me over the years. His sharp green eyes, his midnight blue hair… His had tousled hair and bags beneath his eyes, but that didn’t do a thing to minimize his Alpha aura. Even now, he looked like a God, commanding and sucking up all the air of the room, his tall and muscular presence looming over everyone else. His rejection twisted like a dagger deep inside my soul at that time. Even now, it carried the same acrid feeling, though I had come so far ahead in my life. Dangerous attraction and bitterness warred inside me. I hate to admit that seeing Emily with him brought forth hot and ugly, rage-filled jealousy that I struggled to suppress. But that was least of all the problems. My two major problems were: First, my wolf that had slept inside me for so many years inside me and who I was sure would never w
Violet POVJayden got up. “I am not taking a ‘no’ for an answer. If you don’t want the new assignment, you are coming on a date with me.”What kind of deal was that and how did it solve my problem? But I knew Jayden. He would surely force me to go to Emily if I didn’t agree. I took a ragged breath and nodded reluctantly. “Okay, but you shouldn’t put your hopes high. I don’t want any man…”“Finally!” He grinned, his blue eyes beaming with a twinkle. “I will book us a reservation at the Ginger Hotel’s rooftop and will pick you up at 8PM sharp.”I sighed, nodding at him. Jayden got up with that hopeful look and exited my room while I plunged into a bit of researching about Emily so that I could feed Martha, reasons not to take her. An hour later, I had enough material about Emily, but everything was good. I wanted one bad news desperately. It was as if those around carefully crafted her career. She was truly a successful model. So why was she changing her modeling agency? At the same tim