ELENA’S POVHands. Several pairs of hands seem to be driving me under. I raise my head to catch a break but I only get less than a second before I'm dunked back under. It's not water. It's black, inky, and without substance. It's not water. I had no idea what it was but I couldn't breathe. I wanted a break really, I was suffering out there in the world and yet now even in death, it seems I couldn't catch a break. Fuck the Gods. Fuck this shit, I'm tired of fighting. So, so tired.Flashes of my family passed through my eyes. My mother, my sister, and my brothers. My father with his never-ending frown of disapproval as if being alive was my fault. Hell, even being dead wasn't so much better. I guess maybe this is how death is supposed to feel. Shame on me I guess.I could hear beeping, like monitors beeping...kind of like in a hospital. It felt like someone was here watching me. My body was ready to get back to... somewhere I guess but my mind was shielding me, trying to protect me
Valerian's POV Looking at her lying there... pale, fragile, and defenseless on the clinic bed shook something in him. His eyes roved over her beautiful face still covered in bruises. She looked so small lying there. The doctor had come in earlier to tell him that now that she had woken up, she was healing at a steady rate. She needed to take things slow and before you know it, she would be on her feet and out of there soon. She tossed her head, mumbling something under her breath. He moved closer to hear what she was saying. "Zayn, no Zayn" she kept on repeating. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his weary face. She'd been like that for the past two hours since she'd slept back, muttering either Zayn or Ethan's name. He remembered how scared she was when she woke up. Even unconscious she had no rest from those bastards. The panic attack she had when he walked over to place a kiss on her forehead lit a rage in him. For her to be afraid of a simple gesture spoke volumes. His hands
ELENA'S POVI stir to wake, my entire body feels like an aching mess as the sounds of the world hit as I come back from this pit of darkness I've been in. I keep my eyes closed as I assess the aches and pains, wondering what the hell happened to make me hurt this much.It takes a moment for my mind to catch up but then it all comes flooding back.Sigh.My head feels weighed down by heavy metals. Feeling groggy and woozy from the medicine they pumped into me, I wake up slowly, careful not to dislodge the wire thing sticking out of my arms. I lay there for a moment, thinking.It seemed so surreal being here away from Zayn and Ethan if only temporarily.I've dreamt so much about this moment but now it's here I feel numb.I'm not stupid, I know they're coming for me.That's why I'll be dedicated to enjoying every bit of freedom I have.Ironically, I've only been with them a short while but it felt like the longest years of my life.I shift my thoughts from those unpleasant memories, I'll
ELENA'S POV Never thought I'd ever complain about being bored.That thought popped again into my head and trust me it wasn't for the first time either.The problem with being somewhere that you don't belong, with not having a home, is there's nowhere for you to retreat when you want to escape and feel safe.Not that I have anywhere I could call safe.Or anywhere I could hide away from the monsters plaguing me. I've been awake for over a week now, but I've been stuck in what these people call the med building which is a small hospital. This pack is very loaded.Sigh. Being a weak Omega is a bitch. From the window, I've watched the comings and goings of the members of the pack... I could see the cafe across the square, which looks like a central meeting place that is usually always busy. Between that, the clothing stores, and the screaming kids as they go to school, this place looks nice but I have firsthand experiences that appearances can be quite deceiving.But still….It looks so
VALERIAN’S POVStorming out of the room in anger, and rage, as I'd never felt before, was coursing through my veins and I needed an outlet. I can't believe she said that, over my dead body would I allow her to be taken back to those bastards? My hands clenched and unclenched in anger. Spinning my gaze landed on a chair beside the wall -the same chair I'd use in waiting for her to come out of the induced coma- and I stalked over angrily flipping through the room. It hit the wall with a loud crash, scattering to pieces when it hit the ground.A nurse came rushing into the hallway no doubt wondering what the ruckus is all about, the moment she saw me and the remnants of the chair, she hightailed it just as fast as she came back out of the room.I guess she was afraid of me.I sigh, rubbing a hand over my face still pacing.I'm worried I may have scared her inside but I can't bring myself to calm down and go back in.The display of violence I did in her room didn't endear me to her mor
ELENA’S POV Gradually I've been getting stronger over the past couple of days. A cleaning lady comes in from time to time to change the bedding and do my laundry, she doesn't talk much, not sure if it's because that's her nature or she's been ordered not to speak to me. Creek has come by once or twice to speak to me and make sure I'm okay but since then nothing.I didn't expect Valerian to wait on me hand and foot but it's kinda rude to ignore a guest. Not to mention a part of me misses him.Hmm, don't even go there Elena.But on the plus side, the nightmares have gotten less frequent but I still do have them though. I wonder if they'll ever stop.When Creek stopped by, he said I was free to go into the gardens to explore and get some fresh air, but I've been here trying to gather the courage to step outside this room. I feel like this room is my bubble, once I go out there the bubble pops and there's nothing to protect me anymore. A silly analogy I know.Someone knocks timidly bef
ELENA’S POVI was back there again. I didn't want to be here.Fates, take me out of this hellhole. I've been laying on the ground for Fates knows how long, it could be days, weeks, I wouldn't know the difference. I was naked but some guard or someone placed a blanket over my body, it helped with the cold on my body but not the cold that pierced my heart.I had healed fully and I knew it was a matter of time before they came back possibly with a new technique for them to use on me. The last time they gave me wolfsbane so I couldn't heal, I felt the pain for weeks on end. I'd cried so much at the beginning that I had no tears left to cry.I heard the jangle of keys soon enough, and I curled myself tighter into a ball on the floor. I hoped it was someone bringing the food. The first couple of times they brought food and I couldn't bring myself to eat it always leaving it untouched, I'd learned my lesson quickly.Now I'd realized that they didn't care if I ate or not, they just wanted me
ELENA’S POVHarder?" Zayn asked wickedly.She couldn't pull him into her with her hands bound. She couldn't nod while wrapped around his dick and I'd be impressed if she could even murmur an answer so that question was rhetorical. Although Nari's eyes looked up meeting Zayn's and I guess he took that as consent -not that he needed it -. Slowly, he withdrew only to slam back into her mouth again. Then he did it again and again.Her body flinched from the abuse, I could see her throat stretch as he pushed against her gag reflex. Her hands were clenched into fists, straining against the manacle. That hurt but Nari wouldn't dare complain, although I could see that she was getting aroused from the rough treatment. From here I could see that her pussy was flushed and swollen, getting wetter by the second.Zayn just needed to toy with her, just needed to use her. She wanted it and he gave it to her over and over, offering her no chance but to swallow him as he fucked her face…. hard.His ha