Allen's pov: Standing in front of my father's study, I swallowed hard. Rubbing my palms at my clothes nervously, I slowly lifted my hand and knocked at the door. "Come in," his cold voice vibrates through the closed doors, causing my palms to tremble. I half pushed the door and walked in, it seems like I wasn't the only one that he wanted to see then. Though I was surprised to see Albin there. Not that I was angry that he was called but I was stunned to see him arrive before me, he has never been earlier in his life. I chuckled and strode inside. Albin was there sitting on a couch with a distinct look and his legs crossed over one another. "Good day, father," I bowed slightly before walking up to Albin and sitting down not waiting for him to respond to my greetings. Not like he ever does, he only replies once in a while that I could count how many times in a year. Despite not being favored by my father, I still like him because he is still my father and I couldn't do anyt

Amelia's pov: I was instructed by the Alpha guards that he requested my presence. Receiving the news had my heart pacing so fast, it had me worried. I swallowed and followed them without wasting any more time. Reaching the entrance door, I gulped nervously as one of the guards knocked at the black giant door that sends showers down my spine. "Come in," his cold voice vibrates in my ear making my leg weak. Since I set foot here, today is the first time that I have been summoned by the Alpha. I wiped the little sweat that had formed on my palms on my faded denim jeans and walked in with the guard. Entering inside I was meant with two black eyes, one was staring at me with disgust while the other one I couldn't predict the emotions that he held for me. It was no other but Albin and Allen. Actually, Allen had his cold expression on while Albin stared at me like I am a plague. I tore my gaze away from them and focused my attention on the Alpha that called for my presence. H

My scalps hurt as Albin hurls me by my hair. I bit my lips with my fists curled up. "Hmmm," I grunted as he kept hurling me through the hallway. Stopping at his room if I wasn't mistaken about it, he pulled the door open. I felt the door kicked open and I found myself tossed to the other side of the room. "Ouch!" I winched but I held the pain back and acted like I felt nothing. Bang! The door got shut, I heard the clicking sound on the floor and knew that he was approaching me. His heavy big step could be heard as he strode toward me like a lion charging to devour his prey. I tried to hide my fragile self from his murderous gaze, but it is impossible as the demon has his eyes set on me. Suddenly, he took three more strides toward me before leaning down a bit. "Why am I mated to you?" "This is the question that I still have no answer to," he mumbled with a raised eyebrow. I stare at him with animosity, it is not like I am also happy being mated to him. Being mated to h

Sleeping peacefully on my worn-out bed, I was cradling the clothes that I curled up in the form of a pillow to my chest. The sun was blazing through the small opening on the wall of my room causing me to stir. Naturally, waking up early was a normal routine for me because as a slave, the pack needs to be kept neat each time and the people dwelling on it equally need to be fed."Urgh!" I groan when the first beam of light hits my face, blurring my vision.Pushing off the clothes that I used in the form of a pillow, I tiredly sat up while rubbing my eyes."Why is it so early?" I mumbled as I pushed away the little fabric that I used to clad myself at night.I sat upright as I used my hand to hold my throbbing head."Another day to experience another endless torture," I murmured before slithering out of my bed and walking toward the bathroom. I pulled the broken bathroom door open causing a cracking sound to erupt from it. I stride inside.If not for the help of the dim light that use

Caroline's voice was heard looming over the whole place. I finished slicing the vegetables and placed them in the kitchen unit where other food items were kept. I know that the reason for her outburst was a result of how I replied to her, she sure wasn't expecting that. Not knowing what else to do, I sneaked out of the kitchen to go look for clothes in the rummage bin. That's where I do get a change of clothes from the ones that people might have outgrown or thrown out. Walking through the passageway that leads to the rummage bin, I noticed someone too familiar striding in my direction. "Allen," I smiled at the sight. But something got my attention, he doesn't look that happy. He had his hands shoved inside his pants pocket with his face glazing in thoughts that he didn't even know when he did walk past me. I stopped and turned, I wanted to call for his attention but I couldn't. I stared at his back as he continued walking. However, before I could look away, I heard someone ca