I woke up with a start. My face swelled and beads of sweat decorated my forehead, running down my cheeks to the hollow of my neck and finally to my chest area, where it seemed all the water pulled. My night dress was drenched in sweat, and it clutched to my chest like my second skin.
I shivered uncontrollably and had to wrap my hands around myself to keep my emotions at bay.
I just had a dream. It was more of a nightmare.
I kept seeing people chasing me about in a forest. No matter how frantically I ran, they refused to give up. Then, they caught up with me and kept asking about the thing. When I didn't say anything, I was beaten up. Just as quickly, the dream changed to me hiding behind some sort of desk. A man stood close to the place where I hid. He had a knife in his hand... a knife that was dripping with blood.
As much as I tried to control my emotions and find a way to wake up, I couldn't do it.
The nightmare morphed and I saw myself in the room of the man that molested me. The scene where he tried to have his way with me and how Damon saved me kept replaying. Finally ending with when the bottle landed on the man. The look of horror at realizing his life was coming to an end haunted me more than anything else ever had.
The scene shifted again. This time, it was Damon that came on, with a whip in his hand. The moment he lifted his hand in the air, I screamed and woke up. There was no way I would pass through emotional and physical damage from the man even in my dream.
I shot out of the bed, unable to stay in the room any longer. I needed some fresh air, a way to know I was still alive. So, I made my way outside. I walked through the night, only illuminated by the half-moon visible in the sky.
As I walked through the forest, I was reminded of how I arrived at this pack. The way Damon had scared the hell out of me, to the point that I fainted.
"Such a cruel man," I told myself. I sighed and resumed my walking.
The night was peaceful. Only the sound of the air whooshing and the crickets and other animals sound made a melody. It made me feel at peace also and the heaviness in my heart began to disappear. What wouldn't I give to just sit still and listen to the silence...
Wait a second. It was no longer silent.
I stopped walking as I heard another footstep sounding in the distance. No, it was not just a footstep. It was footsteps. The sounds I was hearing had to belong to at least two people.
What were they doing out in the woods by that time of the night?
As the footsteps kept approaching my direction, I looked around frantically until my eyes fell on a tree large enough to cover my body frame. Luckily for me, the dress I wore blended perfectly well with the night. I raced to where the tree was and hid there. I watched from my biding spot as three men came out into the clear spot of the forest and paused.
"I'm telling you that we can execute the plan perfectly if we played our cards right." One of the men said.
"I believe we should still wait for a while. We've been planning this for a long while now, it wouldn't do if we mess it up with impatience." The second man opposed.
"We just have to plan everything accordingly. The man is becoming more vigilant after he came back from his stupid trip to the seaside. So, I believe we should just take our chances now." The first man said again.
I tried to know who they were talking about but my brain could not pick on anyone in the pack who would be the receiver of these people's evil plotting.
I strained my eyes to see if I would recognize any of the men present but I couldn't see their faces very well. Also, none of the voices of the two men who spoke sounded familiar to me.
"Eric, that's the problem I always have with you. You are bever patient about anything. You always end up ruining things for us." The second man said, clearly reprimanding the first one.
"Chris, what do you suggest we do?" The first man asked.
Judging by the way they've been interacting, I could tell that the third man that hasn't said a word was the one bearing the name Chris.
Who were these people and what do they want?
My mind must have been distracted because I moved back a little and my legs stepped on a branch. The sound it made as it split into two made the three men train their eyes on me or rather in my direction.
"Who is there?!" The third man that had been silent all the while barked. His voice was a deep baritone that could never be forgotten once you hear it.
At the mention though, his voice or their voices was not my business. I knew I had to escape from them, otherwise, I would be dead in only a matter of minutes since it was obvious they didn't want anyone to listen in on their conspiracy.
"Show yourself now!" The third voice commanded me. Footsteps began to move closer to me. I knew that if I stayed there, I would be a complete goner. So, I did the next best thing I could ever think about.
I ran.
I ran back in the direction I came from. As I ran, I heard the men running after me. Their running steps came from both sides of me and behind me. I could tell they were trying to surround me, so I would have nowhere to run to.
Why the hell do I always put myself in trouble?
Help me, Damon. Please help me. I cried in my head, despite knowing that it was futile. There was no way he would hear me and absolutely no way he would come to my rescue even if I cried at the top of my lungs.
I wasn't even going to think about why he was the first and only one I bought of asking from help from. What was my top priority was to get away from the monsters chasing me.
A hand grabbed me suddenly and I let out a shriek.
8.Damon's POV.I could feel it in my bones. Something that truly felt like fear, mixed with regret. It was so strong in my heart that I could barely breathe.I tried to ignore it and focus on the paperwork I was going through. The sense of fear in my heart increased and I had to clutch my chest from fear that it was going to rip out and burst into several tiny pieces.What the hell was going on? I wondered as beads of fear clustered on my forehead, quickly drenching me till my shirt clung to my body. My body ached and I doubled over from how intense the pain was.Even though I tried to tell myself that the pain was nothing but a mirage of my thought, I knew it wasn't so.The pain I was feeling was the pain that came with the mating bond. It always appeared when one's mate is in danger and one made no attempt to do anything to rescue them.How dare Evie make me go through so much pain? How dare a mere human like her make a man like myself experience hell on earth?I stood up from the
Damon POV.The moment I stepped outside, the first thing I heard was the loud shriek from Evie.The shriek tore at my heart and made me experience another round of excruciating pain., that I had to pause to get myself. The pause only lasted for a second though, as I saw a wolf trying to jump over her. Two more wolves were flagging around her. I didn't wait to see what would happen next.My instincts clicked in and I rushed to her side. I got there just as the wolf extended out its hand to claw her. I flung her around and the claws hit me instead. I groaned at the pain I felt from my back getting torn. I wondered just how bad it would have been if Evie was the one that got injured instead."Damon!" I heard her cry with a loud shriek.My anger rose and I snarled. I let go of her and took hold of the wolf that was trying to race away from me. It tried to get away from me desperately, moving its arms about, trying to hit me at every free location it could get.I chuckled as I held it by t
Evie's POV As I walked back to the slaves' quarter, my heart kept thudding loudly in my chest for fear of the unknown. No, I wasn't scared of Damon and his low threat that I should see him in the office once it was morning. I was more scared of what the punishment Miss Kardashian would give me. Heaven knew that the woman always went to the extreme with every opportunity she got to mete out punishments to me. It was as if she hated my very existence itself.The moment I got back to my space at the corner of the room I shared with over twenty other slaves, I plopped down on the bare cold floor. Usually, I was always too tired to think about the cold and just pass out immediately. But I was worried about the conversation I heard those three men carrying out.It was so obvious they were plotting about someone, but who?I hissed and sat up, wrapping my arms around my knees. Why was I worrying about another person when I was not even sure if I would survive the ordeals I was sure to face
Evie's POV As soon as I saw the shadow, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth once again to let out a scream. The shadow moved with such grace and speed, I almost didn't see it... until the person was crouched low in front of me and had his hand secured firmly over my mouth. I struggled to get myself free from the person but to no avail. The more I thrashed about from his hold, the more the wounds I got became more irritated and hurting. As a last result, I bit my teeth into the palm of the person, who for whatever reason, wasn't ready to let me go. Was it those men that tried to hurt me earlier? Were they back to finish their mission? And maybe also take revenge for helping to get their partner killed? "It's me." The voice finally whispered so low, I nearly missed hearing it. I stilled in that instant. Because the voice belonged to someone I know... someone I hate.... someone called Damon. Why was he here? Was he here to continue his beating and torture? "Do you promise not to
12Evie's POV The smug smile on Miss Kardashian's face as she hit the ground with the whip again to show me how much it would hurt if one of it landed on my body made me realize one thing.She wanted to see the fear in my eyes.And lume a fool, I gave her that fear to feast upon. I trembled in her presence, my hands and feet swaying about lime I was ready to faint. I tried to keep the dreadful feeling at bay by crossing my arms over my chest, still, it felt like I was shivering and just trying my dismayed best to warm myself.I heard Miss Kardashian smirking at me, and I hated myself. I hated how I was always a weak person. But then, in all honesty, I was the only maid here that both the Alpha and his slut of a Gamma treated like trash. I didn't know what my fate would be with the beta since we'd never met. He was out on a mission for the Alpha and wasn't back yet."You... you are the reason why the Alpha left during our hot moment, right?" She hissed at me.A hot moment? So that was
Evie's POV I rushed back to the kitchen, praying in my heart that no one else smelled the burntness in the air. Considering how strong the odor was when I got close to the kitchen though, I doubted that would be possible. The only thing I could hope for was that neither Miss Kardashian nor Damien would find out about the mess I made for myself. As I stepped into the kitchen, I realized that the prayer I sent up to the heavens was not answered in any way. Not even the least. I saw Miss Aurora in the cooking area, switching off the gas. Miss Kardashian was there too and she was opening the door for ventilation to come in. "I'm sorry," I let out an apology. Two pairs of angry eyes trained on me immediately after I finished the words. The fact that even Miss Aurora was angry made me feel the weight of my wrongdoings. "Why did you leave the kitchen when you knew you were the only one in here?" She asked me. I know I should say something to her in response but I didn't know what to
iss Kardashian's POV I paced around the house, unsure of what to think or even how to go about the thinking. My mind was not settled. Not even in the slightest bit. One thing that bothered me was how much attention Damon was giving to the slave girl that called herself Evie. I knew that I should probably not be so bothered, but it was the first time I saw Damon pay so much attention to anyone.Granted, he was always maltreating her, but something kept telling me that he and the girl had something going on with each other. I was so sure that the reason why he left when we were making out was because of the girl. It was just that by the time I dressed up and made to rush out, Damon was back in with me.I paused in the way I kept pacing about, my eyes roaming around the large hall I was standing in downstairs but not really seeing anything.Even a few minutes ago, about twenty minutes now, when the girl nearly burned down the house, Damon has done nothing other than order the woman to
amon's POV As I lay on my cold empty bed to get some rest for the night, the words that Miss Kardashian spoke to me kept ringing bells in my head. I was very tired from all the running around I did during the day and should have slept off the moment I hit my bed. But despite turning and twisting to get me into a different position to enable me to sleep, the thought would still not leave me alone.Even though I did my best after that to make sure I made Miss Kardashian happy once again, I knew that what she said about me was true."You've changed so much in the past few days." Her words came back to me again.Somehow, I was irritated because of it. I knew it was because I didn't want to even think about the human girl that I knew was responsible for my new change. She was all the trouble I have been facing for the past few days. I didn't want to think about her, yet I found myself always lost in thoughts about her.I hated her with every damn that breathes within me, even with those t