Jane. I woke up a few minutes ago, and found myself still naked on the bed, with my legs spread apart. The Alpha King wasn't by my side, and that was a big relief to me. I struggled to my feet, dragging myself to the bathroom. I took a quick shower, wishing and praying that the Alpha King doesn't barge in and force himself on me again. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and the bruises on my cheek. It made me cry. How long was I going to stay with this abusive man? How long do I have to pawn my body to him, and allow him to hurt me in whatever way he pleases? My whole body would soon be covered in bruises, marks, and scars. What if he kills me sooner, or burns a part of my body? The Alpha King is a damned maniac, and there's no saying as to what his crazy self can do at any point in time. Fighting him wasn't doing the trick anymore, especially now that he has weakened my strength with his elixir. I can't even punch him if I was given the chance to, I feel completely drained
Chapter Sixty-seven Vishal I had dinner with Karen, Alpha Tommy, Scott, my parents, Ella and Ray. They all came over to the pack house and we shared a table. It was a good bonding time, and the only way I could reassure them that I was fine. Karen insisted on calling Ray and Ella, even though I'd told her over and over again that there was no need for that. When they got her message, they left their pack and raced down here. Ella wouldn't stop fussing over me, asking me repeatedly if I was really okay. Mother cried a lot too after seeing my wounds and scars. It was almost impossible to get her to quiet down. All through the dinner, she didn't stop glancing at me, spoon-feeding me, and asking me if any part of my body was hurting. It was kind of cringy, but then, that's mothers and their unending doting on their children, no matter how grown we are. When the dinner was over, Mother offered to clear the table, alongside Karen. Father was seated and discussing a few things with A
Vishal. "Okay guys, we'll get going," Ray says. "Alright. Please let me know when you hide out where the Alpha King is hiding Jane," I say to Ray. "Sure, we will. Take care, brother," Ella hugs me tightly, before letting go. They hop into the forest and shift into their wolf form, running back to their pack. Scott and I retrace our steps home, we are both silent as we walk back. "What do you plan on doing when you find the Alpha King?" Scott asks, breaking the silence. "I'll go and confront him alone. I can't get anyone else involved in this. It's a battle for my mate, so I need to fight it alone," I say firmly. "It's okay. I understand. But don't hesitate to ask for any assistance when you need it. The pack warriors and I are always ready to help you out," Scott assures me. He's the best Alpha anyone can ask for. "Will do. Thanks, man." It has been two days since Luca came to me, but there was still not a word from him. No news about my illegitimate brother. I have been qui
Richard. The news plunges me into a deep, restless state. I can't believe that the swindler's mate is still alive and has even returned to his pack. I pictured him dead and rotting away in the forest. No way did I imagine that he would outsmart my warriors and return to his pack alive. But that's not even the real issue right now. Luca just said he found out about my location. It was impossible, how could that swindler mate find out about this Island? How the hell did he know about it? Oh no, this isn't good. This isn't good at all. I need to act fast, but first, I can't be relaxed without knowing how he got to find out about this secret Island. I am pacing back and forth worriedly; I couldn't get myself to calm down. "How the hell did he find out about this Island?" I ask impatiently. I need a reasonable explanation. "I'm not exactly sure, but I think your Beta did a little digging for him. The Vishal-guy and your Beta have formed some sort of alliance," Luca reveals. That stu
Jane. Happiness eluded me since I became a prisoner to the Alpha King. Ever since the Alpha King separated me from my mate, I've known nothing but sorrow and tears. My heart always race in panic whenever I got the thought that my Vishal might be dead. I never stopped praying for him, pleading with the moon goddess to keep him safe. Through all the torture and abuse that I was subjected to by the Alpha King, through all the pain I had to endure, I never stopped praying for the safety of my Vishal, even for a second. He was all I thought about, all I dreamt of, and when I heard he was coming for me, my heartbeat kick-started. I couldn't contain my joy, knowing he is alive and had returned to his pack. My Vishal is alive! That gave me hope. I could already picture being in his arms, but I didn't know it would be this soon. Hearing his voice now feels surreal, and even though I am yet to see his face, I know it was him. It is Vi. He's here! Oh goddess, thank you so much. I never expe
Jane. I do not know how long I have been running, but I do not stop until I hear indistinct chattering. I trace the voices, and they become more audible as I draw closer to them. I pant heavily. I badly need to catch my breath. I've been running in my human form because my wolf is still too weak for me to shift into it. I tried countless times to shift, but I ended up hitting the ground hard. With no choice left, I continued in my human form, determined to get to Ray. Vishal asked me to go to him, and I know I would be safe with Ray. So even though my body was giving up, and my spirit was weak, I willed myself into running. I am in a hurry to get to the voices that I miss a log of wood lying, so my feet hit it and I lose my balance I fall over it and roll down a sloppy area until I stop in the depth of dried up leaves. I stand, wincing slightly at the pain all over my body. I leap down to the area the voice was coming from, it is much more audible now, and I can hear Ray giving o
Jane I get out of bed before dawn, pacing the front yard and looking out for any sign of Vi. I couldn't sleep well last night. I kept having nightmares of him getting killed by the Alpha King and never coming back to me. My repeated nightmares made me unable to sleep. I walk out of the pack house, awaiting his return, praying hard to the moon goddess that she does me this huge favor by bringing Vishal back home to me to us. But when the sun rises high up in the sky and there is still no sign of him, I lose my cool. I am wailing and screaming out his name, I cannot hold it in anymore. He is yet to return, and there is every chance that he might have been killed already. I am not the only one worried and hysterical, Ella is too. Even Ray is worried, but whatever agony they feel is nothing compared to the hell that had let loose in my heart. If Vishal doesn't return I will end my life with my own hands. A life without Vishal is worthless. He is my air and the only reason I try so
Three years later. Vishal. "Dude, calm down. She'll be fine," Scott says firmly, patting my shoulder with his hands. "They've been in there for hours, man. How the hell do you expect me to be calm?" I quiz, standing from the chair and pacing back and forth again. Everyone seated here cares for and loves Jane. It means a lot to me, they were the only reason I was still holding down a bit right now. I pace the hallway, avoiding bumping into the nurses that always walk past us in a hurry. It is the Pack's hospital, and we've been here since dawn. Jane's water broke and we rushed her down here. It’s been ten hours, and still nothing. Her piercing cries came at intervals, but that is just it. I've been unnerved by her cries and that's why I can't feel relaxed, not until it is all over and she gives birth to our first child safely. "Hi, Uncle Vishal," three years old Smith blubbers, tugging at my shirt. I look down at him and am forced to smile. He is the most beautiful thing that