AUTHOR'S POV Looking up reluctantly at the guard, " What happened?" Conan asked. He was getting a little bit frustrated because whenever things were getting good, something always came upthat will jeopardize the pack or he and Amara's relationship.The guard looked at the Conan, not knowing how to break the news to him.Now, Conan was beginning to get very pissed. This boy just came here to interrupt him. " Yes?" He asked." There has been a breach in security and rogues have infiltrated the land. A lot of lands were set on fire, and almost to the hospital.""So, what did you guys do?" Conan asked. It was their job to deal with the rogues. " I rushed to tell you sir. He replied. " How many lives were lost?" He inquired." None. We managed to put off the fire before it escalated." " Okay, I'll be there in few minutes." Conan replied and rushed towards Amara's room. He didn't want to be caught unaware. This must be Anita's handiwork. He rushed down to Amara's room." Hey, there w
AUTHOR'S POV "Well that's what everyone who has something to say, says." Aiden said. " This is not the way I envisaged my life to be." She said. "Well, most of us didn't envisage that our lives will turn out the way it did." He replied, watching her and she bowed her head. "Can you be honest with me?" Anita asked." Let's hear it." He said, and went to shut the windows." You still haven't spoken about the real reason I am here." She said, because she was surprised to see him fussing over her." I have made myself explicitly clear." He said, starting at her weirdly." Well, where have you been since?";She asked. She had never seen him before in his life." Do you want me to tell you the real reason?" He asked." I would like that." she said, really interested, for she was at wits end." I have loved you for a very long time. I just didn't think that there would be a need to see you because you were married. However, now that I know that you're fair game, I promise I can't let you
AUTHOR'S POVTears streamed down Anita's eyes. Even when her mother died, she didn't cry. Aiden wasn't supposed to die. People up were surprised to see her bawling her eyes out. It seemed like it was in a movie.Magnus watched as Anita became despondent and it caused him to wonder what sort of relationship was between them.Without ni further ado, he signalled to the other guard, and she was also taken to the podium."As it stands now, it is time to receive your punishment." Magnus announced happily. This has gone on for the longest time and it was finally time to see her end." Can I say something?" Anita piped up. Her voice ringing over the pack. Curiosity filled the eyes of the listeners.Magnus considered her statement. He could bet that she was about to come up with something probably insane and wanted to buy sympathy. Also
Amara's POV. I could still smell burning flesh. The smell never found a way of leaving my nostrils completely as it tormented me every so often even now as I sat on the cold metal floor. My ass hurt like hell but I had gotten used to it over time. I had also managed to get used to the painful memories and nightmares that refused to loosen their grip on me. Meaningless tears trickled down from my eyes as I struggled to expel them. I was just a pup when they came for us. I still remember the scent of my mom's signature Waffles with a side of Chicken sauce. It was a weird combination when you think of it but we all loved it regardless. She guarded her recipe like it was the secret formula to creating a nuclear reactor. Alpha Fredrick Izzie or 'The white wolf of the North' as he was popularly known (I remember thinking what a stupid crappy name it was then but now I idolize It ) had too many enemies. Powerful enemies. The type of enemies that would give tough men nightmares and leav
Amara's POV. My ass still hurt as I sat on the cold steel floor of my room crying for a life that was taken away from me by men I didn't know. "Amara." A familiar voice yelled. The walls of the huge house vibrated in response. It was the Baron's wife, Camille, a tiny lithe woman. She was blessed with the body of a housecat but had the voice and spirit of a thousand warriors. Camille looked gentle and harmless even but that was just a camouflage covering up her ruthless efficiency. She was the type of woman you would want by your side when facing the worse possible danger scenario. I was sprinting through the hall and almost knocked down the cook on my way. She was fast in avoiding me and I was lucky my clumsy level had reduced a little. Camille was about to yell my name again when I burst through the door like a raging storm. "I'm here," I said with a little bow just as she had taught me. Camille loved things done a certain way and even though I loved her, she was way scarier than
Amara's POV. "The Baroness's brother." I froze completely at what Margaret had just said. The Baroness's brother. First, I wasn't aware the Baroness had a brother and there was absolutely no way I could know that. My mind tried to imagine what he would look like. Was he tiny just like his sister or was he a brute of a man? Did he have the same fierce spirit as the Baroness or was he a timid little thing? A few hours later, all the ruckus died down and I was certain at that moment he had just arrived. My palms got sweaty and I tried my best to relax but the effort just made me sweat more and extremely skittish. Why was I nervous? It's not like he was here for me and what if he looked like the shadow of an ape. I tried to dismiss him from my mind fully and succeeded for a while. Just a while. Margaret rushed out of the kitchen for a minute and rushed back. She looked worse than I did. I was already in the jade gown and I packed my hair in a neat bun. I used a silver plate to check m
Amara's POV. He turned around and left the room before I had a chance to say anything. What just happened?! I stayed up all night trying to come up with a logical explanation for what had happened. Twice I sniffed my breath but it was okay to me. Then why did he leave just when I was sure he was about to kiss me? I was so lost in our dreamy conversation that I had totally forgotten about asking him what his name was. Thinking about it, it was probably for the best he left when he did. I didn't know how the Baron would react if he knew his brother-in-law had been in my room or worse, how the Baroness was going to react. She'd probably feed me to the bird. The next morning, I got up and completed most of my chores. I was grateful for not seeing him throughout the morning. Later on, Margaret told me about how the Baroness and her brother had gone out shopping. They had taken Sylvia along. I was relieved for the most part. Not long after, they returned from shopping and the house b
Amara's POV. Wtf! What the actual fuck?! My mind screamed in different volumes and decibels. I looked around in horror at the poor state of the place. "What was that?! Why did you pull me here! What are we doing here?" My rage infused every word as they spilled out of my mouth without stopping. My heart slammed my ribcage with enough intensity to break the damned thing. "Relax, princess. I'm sure you know why we're here." He said with the same annoying grin. He had the body of a prized fighter so struggling or fighting against him was hopeless plus I didn't feel the urge to fight. Not even the slightest. In a way, I wanted this. I looked our surroundings over once again and said, "This place. Really? It looks like it's abandoned for a reason." He drew closer to me with one long stride. I could smell his sweat and raw power oozing off him which was a sharp contrast to the Baroness's brother. When he was close enough, he said, "Maybe it's abandoned so we could fuck." His words ma