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
Sally's POVAthena nodded "Because he was an Alpha born and he had a long line of Alpha blood in him, he held on to the last thread of life a lot.""So who is the leader now?" I ask.Athena sighed. "Albert. He's doing the best he can. The boys are losing their minds, they're losing hope. They're becoming desperate and defenseless just by looking at their fallen Alpha, who is on the brink of death."I could feel the pain of my guilt falling upon me, plunging me into utter agony. I sighed heavily."Not your fault," Athena said comfortingly.Athena walked up to the porch and opened the door. I could hear the boys welcoming her with so much warmth and love. The kind of welcome I've never had in a long time.Wait a moment. They sounded so calm... Didn't Athena say that Ryan was sick again? Okay, wait, Athena didn't tell me that. I just assumed he was. But she said it was a life-or-death emergency. This sneaky little bitch. I glared at a hole in the back of her head."We thought you were go
Sally's POVIn a cold demeanor, he brought his sleeves down to his elbows before stuffing his hands into his front pockets. He's worried. Extremely worried.What's wrong with me? Oh my God."I'm OK." That was all he said."I do not believe you."“Why do you care?” His voice was suddenly sharp and cold.I did a double take, holding my hands defensively in front of me. "I don't... I don't care." I said as I started to walk away.Caught by the rustling sound of the grass behind me, he was following suit. A hand tightened around my elbow, carefully turning me around to face him.I jerked away from his grip, frowning. "What are you sorry for?"He was silent for a moment, looking away as if trying to find an answer to my question. I scoffed bitterly. "You don't even know why you said sorry.""I do, and I mean it." Annoyed, he pushed back the fringe of his hair. He sighed. "I'm sorry for everything, for hurting you, and for letting you go.""Why can't you be honest for once?"“What do you wa
Sally's POVIt landed on the new scar Kaytlyn left me. Unintentionally, my cardigan sleeve must have popped up without me realizing it. Quickly, I pulled down my sleeves and stood up straight.I was hoping to avoid him, but instead, he caught me. Concerns loom over his features. Gently grabbing my wrists, he pushed both my sleeves to my elbows and examined the scars. His eyes darkened even more, thinking, it's scaring me."What happened?""Nothing." I tried to pull me away but failed.His lips curled into a thin, gloomy line. “Did you do this to yourself?” He asked carefully."Are not." I frowned.“Is that your grandfather?” This time he asked.“You know, for a man, I would judge a lot.” Tried to ignore him, but failed."Scars like these don't just appear on your skin for no reason." He retorted. "I have to believe in something else, the fact that he's done this to you before.""You don't know anything. So, just back off." Successfully, I snatched my wrist back and walked away from hi