Two female wolves who were highly ranked in the Blood Moon Pack stepped forward with a bucket in their hands. They walked over to the two girls who were Natalie’s minions. One of them pulled out something from the bucket and it was mud. The mud was applied to both the girl’s faces and they screamed. My body stiffened at the sight. The wolves then went further and forced the girls to eat the mud. They cried as their mouths were shoved with mud and my body trembled. It was not because I felt bad for them. It was because those two did the same with me once. My face was smeared with mud by their hands and they had forced me to swallow mud. I cried and asked for help but nobody had come to my rescue. My friends were in their classes, unaware of what happened to me. This act was not in the video. Then how did Dominic know? Next, the guy whom I had seen in the ball dancing with Jannet came forward. He was the same man I had seen in my house the day Dominic came to take me. His hair was ti

The next morning, I woke up and found myself in Dominic’s bed. He was nowhere to be seen. My head felt a little heavy.Stepping out of the bed, I made my way to the washroom and took a warm shower to clear my head. The warm water helped to ease the nerves that were bothering me. Last night was difficult to digest.I wanted Samuel to be punished but the sight of his body completely disfigured was not on the list of ways I thought he would be punished. It was a shocker and it had taken a lot of strength in me to watch the whole thing unfold.I stepped out of the washroom and jumped on my feet when I saw a tall figure standing in front of me.“Good morning, kitten,” he had a light smile on his face, which, in no way, reflected any emotion on what he did last night.I stiffened and the air to breathe on felt thin. Was I angry at him? No. But was I scared?Maybe.“Good morning,” my voice came out hoarse and my throat went dry.His jaw twitched an inch before he stepped forward, and my feet

I swallowed, “Then shouldn’t I be staying…a-away from you?” He stared at me in silence, his eyes reflecting as two deep pools with raging storms rising within, one that would engulf me without warning. “Did I ever harm you in any way?” he asked with a hard look and I bit my inner cheek. “No,” I mumbled, but the answer was pretty clear in my head. He never had. “But that doesn’t mean you wouldn’t, in the near future,” I licked my dry upper lip and slowly lifted my head to look at him. A sigh escaped his mouth, “Now, that is true enough,” his words caused my heart to hitch, an unpleasant feeling veiled upon it. He was not going to defend himself? “So, there are chances that you can?” I asked with a raised brow. He clicked his tongue, “I do not make empty promises, Avery.” My eyes widened and I straightened my back against the seat, disappointment etched to my emotions. That was not how anyone else in love would speak. “Then how am I supposed to be with you?” “Why wouldn’t you?” hi

It was the same door. The corridor with the dark, wood-paneled walls stood in front of me, illuminated by the ceiling light, which shed a golden glow on the portraits hanging on the wall. This time, there was no fog and I took a step forward, inside.For an odd reason, my heart started to pace. There was something very eerie about this place. With each step forward, the corridor seemed to get longer and longer. Until it stopped in front of a giant black door. The door would have been veiled under the darkness, so dark it was, without the light hitting on its smooth surface.I went to the front of the door and before I could push it, my vision started to fade with black spots dancing in front of my eyes. The temperature around suddenly dropped and my body started to tremble.What was happening?!The air turned thin, and my body froze as if it was pressed under a lot of weight. Struggling to breathe, I gulped in a huge lump of air and my vision swirled back to the road in the middle of t

He stood there, like a black statue, only the light from my phone illuminating parts of his chiseled facial features. His cold, dark eyes regarded me with vexation. I swallowed.“Did your subject demand exploring sides of the mansion, which you were not told to, in the first place?” he fumed.I responded with a sheepish smile, “Err…yes?”His eyes narrowed into slits, and a growl erupted from the back of his throat, which caused the hairs on my body to stand straight in attention. He took a daunting step forward, closing the distance between us, and leaned down. His hand rested on the door, entrapping me under his bulky frame.Then, I made a huge mistake—I looked straight into his eyes. Those frigid, stormy obsidian pools of danger invited me into their mesh and I was stuck like an insect in a spider’s web. “You have been a bad, bad kitten,” his voice was low, deep, and full of sin. Something coiled in my lower abdomen and my heart rate picked up. My eyes shifted to the opened buttons o