Abigail's POV18+ scene ahead... Reader's discretion.My breathing was ragged as I dragged my little sister farther away from that monster. It looked like a very large dog...or wolf?Maria, my little sister was slowing down, making me put in more effort in trying to not get us mauled to death.My eyes were teary and breathing became more labored. Maria was sobbing and calling silently for our mother. Her hands were subconsciously fiddling with the rosary hanging over her neck. I won't let that monster lay a hand on my sister...ever.We were currently in the middle of the woods, running through a maze-like path, constantly meeting dead ends and changing routes hopelessly. The only light guiding us was that of the moon, we weren't even properly clothed for such a bitter experience." I c... can't...go .. further..p.. please Abby." Maria muttered, in between breaths.I was already starting to shake my head furiously, dragging my sister from the muddy ground where she lay in exhaustion."
Abigail's POVRage. Pure rage was the only emotion I felt as I walked down a long hallway in our mansion. My mother had to come up to my room earlier to "threaten" me to join some stupid family dinner. I knew Fernando would be there, and I honestly don't want to have any confrontations with my elder brother. How everything was going on directly under my nose, I had absolutely no idea. Everyone seemed to be okay with keeping things from me. Feeling like some goddamn outsider in your own home was certainly not the best confidence boost.I could still remember the smug look on his face and the shocked look on mine, when I realized that Fernando was the infamous and ruthless"Chaos". Known for his vicious styles of fighting and merciless slaughtering of his opponents, Chaos was dreaded by both my father's men and even supernatural creatures. He was a perfect heir for my father, making me wonder what exactly was my use to him. Perhaps, I'd find out sooner.I was finally face to face with t
Abigail's POVIt's been three days since my parents told me about Carter, my soon to be husband.... totally makes me want to puke. I was sitting in my room, sharpening a really fancy dagger... bored out of my fucking mind. I'm really starting to have a liking for knives.Carter Rodriguez, the son of one of my father's numerous "business partners", also used to be buddies with Fernando when they were younger. He was the kind of guy who would date numerous girls back then, only for every single one of them to break up with him in a matter of weeks. Carter had recently inherited his father's arm dealing company after the latter died of colon cancer. A very tragic occurrence if you ask me, because I heard his mother died long ago also because of cancer... wouldn't be surprised if his Zodiac sign is Cancer too.Carter's sudden ownership of his late father's business had brought more success than expected. His wealth amassed and also did his power. The Rodriguez family was back in business
Unknown pov...My hind legs pushed me with more and more force, making me move incredibly faster. The trees sorrounding me became blurry as I dodged and jumped past them. My snow - like fur bristled in the rushing wind, as my paws dug into the earth with more force. Power coursed through every part of my body, giving me both an exciting and dreadful feeling. I felt out of control and in control at the same time. It was mind blowing.I came to a sudden halt when I caught a foul stench...the stench of intruding wolves. Wolves that were about to meet their end.Letting out a low growl, my razor-sharp claws elongated and I licked my fangs in excitement. I slowly tracked the scent, making sure to be as stealthy as possible.At a height of 5'11 or there about, and my extremely large size, it was hard to sneak up on someone. Then again, I don't really do much sneaking...I go straight for the kill.Immediately I pounced on two wolves, breaking the neck of one with my jaw. The other one regai
Abigail's povI opened my eyes only to realize that I was in a moving vehicle. I slowly started to panic as I realized that I was no longer within the walls of the Sanchez Manor. I've never been out, my father made sure of that."Oh you're awake!" Carter said from the front seat. I squinted my eyes at him as I slowly put myself in a sitting position." Your father asked me to take you with me. The Manor is under attack." His voice was laced with a hint of concern that only heightened my curiosity.An attack? Surely nobody was that stupid enough to attack someone as dangerous as my father in his own territory?! And how bad was it for him to suddenly be concerned about my safety?Oh my God! Could it be the bartender guy? I winced as I felt a sharp pain in my head. So this is what it feels like to be knocked out? Gotta tick this one of my bucket list."Sorry about that Abby, my men were able to subdue them before they caused any more harm." Carter spoke up again.Now I looked at him in
Abigail's povThe stench of pee and rusted metals. Hard and coarse concrete floor, a poorly lit space and chains around my ankles were things I was slowly waking up to.I don't know how long I've been out, but I figured it was pretty long because my right arm had already been removed. Man! Those fuckers are really paranoid.Groaning, I sat up from my laying position to get a good look at my surrounding. I was in some sort of dungeon cell facility....ehr.. whatever it's called. The bars seemed to be made of silver or some fancy metal like that. There was another cell just beside mine and it contained a tired looking figure, curled up in a fetal position. Judging by how tiny and slender it looked, I'd say it's a female.Now I'd normally try to gain her attention to know about this place and how to get out, but there's the problem with my communication skills. I mean I've tried so hard to talk...form at least one word, ever since I started to see the importance of communicating again, b
Alpha Benard's povTwo days. It's been two freaking days since I found my mate and she hasn't said a word to me.She never lets anyone into her room apart from Cara. Not like most wolves want to go in there anyways. Many of my pack members were terrified of her.The elders are still yet to decide what should be done about the fact that I was mated to a Sanchez, one of the most deadly adversaries a pack could face. Not like they can stop me from keeping her. I've been waiting all my life for her."Mate!..... Abigail is mate's name." My wolf howled internally.Cara told me her name a while ago, as she'd been the only one keeping her company. It's still a wonder to me how they got along with each other, despite the fact that my mate wasn't much of a "talker".Cara hardly left her side ever since her phasing out, days ago. Normally, newly phased Deltas are aggressive towards everyone but their Alpha. It was quite strange to see her around my mate... almost like she was protective of her.
Abigail's povCara had been dragging me all around the training grounds with her for hours now. For someone who had just basically ' ranked up', she sure was still very bubbly. She offered to give me a tour to some places we probably shouldn't be. Sounded like a lot of fun, but I politely declined. I've got my mind on something of greater importance...for now. I somehow managed to lose her in the middle of her training.I bumped into someone who let out a low growl of displeasure almost immediately. Looking up at the blind idiot, I turned out to be right in front of ' Bartender guy ' from the other day. Shocker!"Watch where you're going, you..". He paused, probably recognizing me too. He's definitely a Delta."I knew I'd run into you one of these days." He smirked, putting on his signature cocky aura." Abigail, is it?" He asked, coming closer.I simply shrugged, giving him a tight smile and turning around to leave. Last thing I needed was to see some idiot gloat over me. I'm taking