Sally's POV"Don't be smart with me." She spat. "I hate you as much as he does. Your family killed his family. And you took away the heart of my first love, even though you had a mate of your own. You took away things that haven't belonged to you since you were born.""Kaytlyn? Kaytlyn?" I smile. "All this kidnapping is revenge? Okay,"Suddenly, the blindfold was torn from my head. She was standing in front of me, with a smug look on her face.I noticed how dark it was outside, so I guessed that night must have fallen two hours ago. Glancing around the place, it was a warehouse."What happened to you and the lover boy? He finally realized what a terrible person you were, and dumped you?"Despite how dim the warehouse looked, I still saw a flash of pain and discomfort in her eyes. I have never seen her upset and bothered just because of a question.She tried to ignore me, but I couldn't help but evoke my inner Darius, who would do anything to evoke a reaction from me and try to stress
Sally's POVEven though I'm in this cold rain, I can still feel the warmth coming from above my head. Quickly, I glanced at the comforting warmth. It was my grandfather's hand hovering above my head as if he wanted to caress my head."You should stop blaming yourself for everything that happened, Sally. It's not your fault. Everything happens for a reason, a reason that you will soon find out. But before it happens, you need to prepare yourself and be ready for anything that comes your way because it won't be a walk in the park. Strengthen everything you feel is weak about yourself. Have a life War is brewing in the air, I can feel it." The old man said, staring at the dark sky.In the blink of an eye, my grandfather disappeared. Quickly, I stood up, and looked around, looking for him."Believe in yourself, Sally." At this moment, another voice rang out, echoing everywhere.Where have I heard that calm, gentle voice before? The conjecture was on the tip of my tongue, but I wasn't sure
Third person POVTwo months had passed in a blur, especially after that black envelope, when pack members were told to stay vigilant. There is now a curfew, and security is a top priority. Ryan doesn't want to risk anything or anyone, better safe than sorry.“Do you think she will come back after all these years?” Ryan asked Athena, who was watching him cautiously.The girl sighed doubtfully. "Knowing her, you can't bet. She's unpredictable. But despite all that, we need to have a little faith." She said with a gentle smile on her face."What is up?" Ryan tiredly asked Albert as he entered the office. He held onto his desk for dear life. Day after day, the rejection took its toll on him, really hard, especially on his wolf.It had been three years since Ryan last felt Sally's heartbeat beating faintly through the only connection he had with her. Ryan will die if no one can find her, he is hanging on by a single thread of life right now.The only reason he can live to this day is becau
Ryan's POVI couldn't tell anyone at that time, afraid that she might harm the people I loved. I lost confidence when she started threatening Sally's life.I loathe myself, I blame myself, every day for mistreating Sally the way I broke her heart, accusing her of being someone she wasn't, and above all mocking her parents, both buried six feet under. I ask them for forgiveness every day, and I beg them to bring Sally back into my life.---------------------Sally's POVAt some point during the day, my mind would wander to my parents, my grandfather, and all the people I had known and become acquaintances with. I also wonder if anyone will come and rescue me, but sometimes I believe that I don't need to be rescued, I just need to fight for my own life, for myself. After all, this is one of many battles in life that I need to survive.Throughout the day and night, I remember falling in and out of consciousness, for what and why, I had no clue. I haven't even counted the days since I was
Sally's POVThe sound of the explosion from the lightning sent a wave of pain down my spine and into my head, causing me to collapse, begging for the pain to end. I could feel myself falling into darkness again.I woke up with a gasp as if I had been pulled out of deep water to breathe. My breathing was labored, shallow, and ragged, inhaling through my nose and exhaling through my mouth. Slowly, focusing my eyes, I saw that my arms were tied to the armrests of the chair, not behind my back.I looked around only to see I was still in the abandoned warehouse, my blood pooling on the floor and into the circle that Kaytlyn created for the forbidden ritual involving my blood and this blade on my thigh.I stared more and more at these knives and their enchanting sapphire stone at the bottom of the hilt. Suddenly, something inside me clicked. I took two shots, my eyes slightly wide open. This special twisted steel Scottish Dirk knife is meant to transport one's mind and body to wherever a so
Sally's POVShe tried to stand up, but I hit her there and knocked her down again. This time, turning sharply behind her, I slashed her tendons, causing her to kneel, splashing blood on the cement. Stretching her body upright, she looked at me with a sneaky smile on her face.Spit some remaining blood to her side before taunting. "I admit physically, you are a better fighter than me. But, mentally, you are weak."“What have you done to me?” I barked.Not paying attention to my question, she continued to tease me emotionally. "Just because you can kill someone with a single shot or a sword stroke, that doesn't mean you can destroy the demon inside you. Fighting it every day is one thing, but killing it is another thing you will never succeed at.""With or without a heart, you cannot still silence the torment you put yourself through, that monster inside you will continue to eat you from the inside out until you can no longer bear it. You can't take it anymore and decide to take your ow
Sally's POVAfter returning from capture, I had another life-or-death duel with one of Darius's men. Hopefully, he wouldn't be hurt as much as the first person stabbed by my sword, but I was wrong. Darius's man was stabbed in the stomach by my short sword, nearly killing him, and it was my fault.Soon after, my grandmother kept me away from physical violence, well, any kind of violence that involved fists and weapons. And guided me around town, but of course, still protected and watched. I don't mind that, I need this too, I guess.With the time I spent in Paris and away, I forgot all the things that happened here. Deep down, I knew I forgave him and got over it. I mean, yes, my parents' graves are sacred to me, but eventually, people are bound to find out about that. I was too emotional to cope at that time.I miss Athena, a lot, but I don't think she'll want to forgive me for the things I said to her before I left. The walk even made me realize how much I miss the boys too, they are
Sally's POVThe girl seemed surprised by the answer. "Where were you before that?""I'm still in New York. Why?" I said, now curious.She seemed to be deep in thought and suddenly stopped to look at me. “You sure as hell weren't here three months ago.” The voice was full of doubt."Ah... I was in France for a year, moved to the United States after that for two years, and came back here last month." I answered nonchalantly, skipping the part that I had been kidnapped four months ago.The girl shook her head in confusion. "No, I mean, how can these wolves pick up your scent or see you when you're not even here?"A frown came in front of me. "What are you saying?"Athena shook her head again, this time sighing. "It's just that we've been looking for you, both in France and here if luck is on our side. And then three months ago, a few of Ryan's men caught your scent on the Northern border, they even said they saw you. But, that was the last we heard from you."There's something not right