“I can't believe you chose Lucas over your freedom, Miatta,” Addy kept saying over and over again after I had sent Ryker away. The pesky bodyguard had seen me on my back from the path and had suggested that I came with him. “No,” I had said to him, not taking more than a minute to make up my mind. “The festivities are over and he no longer has a reason to keep me cooped up in his room. It will be best for all if I returned to the slave room where I belong.” He was not convinced by my act of martyrdom but knowing Ryker, I was confident that he would not force me to do anything I didn't want to. He respected me not just as his master’s mate but as a person. He waited to see if I would change my mind but instead, I walked around him and continued on the route I had earlier set out. Lucas would not be pleased with him but I tried not to think about how Lucas was feeling. Bringing my roaming thoughts to the present, I saw disappointment boldly written on Addy’s face. I was disappointed
Lucas I watched her sleep though it had not been induced of her own accord. Ryker had shortened her breath and brought her to me in my room. At first, when I saw her, I thought she was dead because of how limp she laid in his big arms. However, after he explained the lengths he had to go to ensure he returned with her, I took her from him and placed her where she belonged; beside me in my bed. Since then, sleep deserted me, rendering me a guard over her. I threaded her hair between my fingers, combing gently and letting the soft tresses slide away. Her scent was light as she was unconscious but once she was awake, it would fill the air with its mouthwatering vanilla aroma. Her clothes were dirty from wherever she had been, dry clumps of dirt gluing to various areas of the dress. It was ruined for sure and eventually, I had to take them off her to prevent her from developing a rash. Undressing her came with its own difficulties. She would sigh occasionally in a sensual manner and my
Ava's POV My name is Ava Dark, the only daughter of the Alpha, Sean Dark. Ohh sorry.. I am wrong to call myself his daughter. I am not. I stopped being his daughter right from the day I was born. My dad had rejected and disowned me right from birth. Why? He believed I killed his mate. But, is that true? No, but they all believed I was a wicked monster because my mom died while giving birth to me. Not only did she die, but my twin brother, who should be the next heir, couldn't make it out either, because the cramp and severe bleeding after I was born took away my mother's life, and she went limp after crying so bitterly and struggling with her last breath. My mother died with my twin brother halfway out. That was what I was told. My birth brought sadness and pain. It spread cries of agony across all the corners of the pack, turning everyone gloomy and heartbroken. I was the right definition of a curse to everyone, as my mother, the Luna, was loved by everyone for her unique st
"Are you looking for your favorite pearl bracelet?" Aurora's voice suddenly broke in, and my brows furrowed with a shudder of fright rushing through me. I instantly knew something was wrong somewhere upon hearing her ask that question. If there was another person besides my father whom I dreaded so much, that would be Aurora. Although she was brought into the pack as an Omega, there was something about her that sends chills down my spine each time her eyes locked with mine. She hates me so much that all she did was to find a way to make my father hit me. Her loathing towards me seemed to be different from others, and just as everyone hated and despised me for what my birth caused, she seemed to hate me for something else, which I don't know about. The rage that blazes in her eyes whenever she glare at me just appears so terrifying that I would always look away or find a way to leave her presence. She could be in her late thirties and I heard she was brought here a year before me. S
My flesh tore open with blood oozing and pouring out profusely, drowning me in a heart wrenching pain that can't be explained with words. My left hand was bloody as I clutched the cut with it, breathing heavily with no strength to scream. I could only gasp for air, staring into the eyes of the devil I had as a father. His eyes were still cold with no trace of pity. "Don't you know you deserve more than this?" He bellowed as he stood upright since he had been crouching all this time. I heard his question, but it was faint in my ears as I began to lose consciousness from loss of blood. The agony blasting through me on seeing my father attack me with a knife was the most horrific sight, and now even as I bled profusely, there was no care. He really wants me dead. Everything was vanishing from my eyes; every sound was faint. "Where is my bracelet? You won't still talk or should I stab your heart?" He threatened with his teeth gnashing while I stared without saying a word. My lips pre
Jaden's POV "I can't fall in love. Mom, I don't even know what it is all about. I have no interest in it at all, so can you stop all this talking to me?" My voice was at its highest pitch. I was literally yelling at my mother as she sat beside me on the bed talking about love and how important it is in everyone's life. I was so angry and disgusted at the same time. "Son, you need to find the woman meant for you. You really have to give them a chance. Call out any girl in this kingdom or even outside this kingdom, and I will get her for you." She mumbled, blinking those blue eyes, which were already wet with sadness as she stared at me. "I don't like any girl in this world. You and Dad want me to find a woman to be my queen so I can rule this kingdom, right? Okay, the truth is that I am not capable. Someone else can take over me then if getting a mate is a must before I can be the next king!" I snorted, and got out of bed. "Son, do you even know what you are saying? Can you hear y
After almost 30 minutes, I was done bathing and as dressing up. While standing in front of the mirror as I combed my gold wavy hair downwards, I couldn't deny the fact that I was extremely cute. I mean, too hot and handsome, that it was frustrating to me. I mean, all this is useless and does nothing more than make girls act crazy around me and drooling over me. I had to walk around with body guards to avoid any of them from coming close to me. I got this almond-shaped sea rover-blue eyes and bristly eyebrows with hawkish nose and defined cheekbones with a concrete jaw giving me a perfect handsome face.I hissed and flung the comb away and that revealed my muscular arms and Titan’s shoulders through the short sleeve shirt I was putting on. Not even my broad chest and six packs could be hidden by the red shirt.Everyone kept telling me how flawless I was from head to toe with their cheesy smiles and eyes full of admiration. If only they knew how much I wish not to hear all that.Gosh!
Ava's POV I opened my eyes slowly but shut them back as a whimper escaped my lips. Immense pain was all I felt spreading around my left arm region, but that wasn't why my heart was broken. I can't believe once again I escaped death and just woke up from my unconsciousness. My prayers to die weren't answered again. My eyes ached as burning tears seared deep inside my eye sockets while my lips quivered as I sobbed in sadness. "What type of life is this?" I mumbled to myself. My heart seemed to be on fire from the sharp pangs I was feeling. It was a horror to see my father attack me with a knife. He didn't just threaten me with it, but had also struck me with the knife. Not only that, he ignored me even when I was bleeding and still went ahead to ask for his bracelet. I was dying from loss of blood, but the beast of a father didn't care even the smallest bit. At the end, the bracelet was found in his room. I was blamed and injured for something I have no idea about. "Oh, God, why