Evie's POV I tried to see what the Gamma looked like but I couldn't turn my eyes around because of how tight I was tied down to the bench."Kardashian. I see you still have this nerve for showing your superiority with borrowed identity." The Gamma pretended as if he was mumbling, but his voice was in fact loud enough for everyone and everything in the hall to hear.Somehow, I loved the man already. Maybe because he was the first person I saw that didn't give any care about Miss Kardashian and her ways of trying to get everyone to do her bidding."Gamma Samuel, how was your trip?" Miss Kardashian asked after clearing her throat. I knew her eyes must be blazing with both anger and hatred. Anger because the man had humiliated her. Hatred because he seemed to be a stumbling stone to her command of power."Save your nonsense greeting to yourself!" Gamma Samuel growled. "Care to tell me what the hell is going on here? Why are you beating up a worker like she is an animal?!""You have no r

Damon's POV.It has been three days since I last saw that troublesome human that did nothing but brought about disruption to my life.I knew I should be happy she was finally away from my house and my life for the time being. I knew I should use the time to recuperate and rest well for when she would be back with all her fresh dose of trouble. But I couldn't do or feel any of those things. For a reason I couldn't fathom, I was growing restless about her stay at my Gamma's place. I didn't know if it was because I was worried she would get into some kind of trouble that could affect me as her mate, or because I knew just how charming the Gamma could be and he might be able to steal the heart of the woman who was supposed to be my mate.The moment the last part dropped into my mind, I shook my head to clear the thought away. It was nothing to me whether the two became a couple or not. In fact, that would make me happy as I would no longer have to worry about how to break the bond I have

Evie's POV I couldn't believe that the one week the Gamma was able to get me off work was already over. Nonetheless, I was grateful for the rest and the good meals I was able to get through that one week. When I looked at myself in the mirror the day before, while I was examining my wound, I saw that I had more flesh than before. My hair also seemed more alive compared to how dull it always was.But as I walked down the corridor that would lead me back to the quarter of the Alpha where I would be resuming my hard life of labor, my feet struggled to move. My fear was understandable since I didn't know what my fate would be in the hands of the two cruel individuals that ruled the pack.After that day when I asked the Gamma if I could stay at his quarter as his servant, and he had asked for permission from the Alpha, I couldn't help but feel like a dejected soul. The Gamma had returned later that day and told me he was sorry but he couldn't harbor me."Not because I fear Alpha Damon tho

Damon's POV "No, no, no. Don't you dare, Evie!" I screamed at her. Whether she heard my voice or not, I couldn't tell. She didn't give any reaction whatsoever to what I said.Instead, she crooked a smile at me. Before I could tell what was going on, she walked over to where a knife was lying among the dirty dishes she was supposed to be doing. She picked up the knife and swung it in my face. Before I could dodge, the knife swiped at my face. Without touching the spot, I knew that I was nicked, especially since the place burned."Hank!" She yelled all of a sudden. "You think I wouldn't seek justice for her?" She gave a harsh laugh. "Meet your creator in hell, you demon!" Those words were another clue I had that she was truly not in her senses. Whatever it was she was feeling, she was feeling them from somewhere in her mind. I was reminded about the fact that she couldn't recollect anything about her past when I found her, and I began to wonder if what she was currently experiencing w

Evie's POVThe fact that I was tied up with chains like an animal did little to nothing in disorganizing me. I didn't know if it was because it was something that I had already expected or because it was something I was used to.The only thing that was currently pissing me off was not knowing why I was tied up. I wanted to know the crime these people were accusing me of this time. But then, none of them - neither Miss Kardashian nor Alpha Damon - came over to shout at my head and ask me why I did what I did. I wouldn't be so surprised if I later found out that I had done nothing to warrant the hatred they were setting me up for.But I did do something. Somehow, I knew that I must have done something that brought this fate upon me. A part of my memory was gone. All I remembered was the time when I saw a knife, then when the Alpha ordered me to be taken to the prison. Whatever happened in between those two moments was gone from my memory like a puff, exactly the same way I could not re