Ariah’s POV “Ugh!” I exclaimed as I rushed to the water cistern again and dropped to my knees. “I’m going to be sick!”It was the third time I was retching my guts out in two minutes and I felt so sick, like I was going to die any moment from now. I felt so much pain in my body, my legs were shaking and so was my scalp, that animal had my hair in his vicious grip the whole fucking time! I sat on the tiled floor of the bathroom for a while, next to the bathtub, my bath had already been set before I had lashed out at the maids. There was a disgusting taste in my mouth that made me grimace. I struggled to my feet and left the tap running as I washed my mouth and scrubbed my tongue furiously. “You might want to take it easy, Ariah, or else you’ll hurt yourself and start bleeding,” Leia warned softly.“Oh, I’m already bleeding, Leia! Bleeding on the fucking inside! I have to get this horrible taste out of my mouth! You seem to have forgotten that that motherfucker came in my mouth and

Ariah’s POV "Oh my goodness, Ariah! Are you sure about this? It's a very crazy idea!" Leia exclaimed as I watched the truck leave the next morning. I shrugged, "I got raped by an alpha werewolf, I escaped a fucking dungeon, got captured by Lycans. Fell in love with a Lycan king, had sex with him, got my life fucked by his crazy queen. Then I got two men killed by a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, got captured again, got raped again." I sighed. "My whole life has been full of only crazy stuff, Leia, so it's no surprise that I'm beginning to go crazy too." "It's still too risky." Leia insisted with a worried voice. "No guts, no fucking glory, right? That's what Newton said, I guess." I replied with a little smirk. "I'm not sure it was Newton that said that..." Leia pointed out. "Oh, whatever, it was still said, and it fucking applies now," I said sharply. "You heard what that psychopath, James, said. The pack is armed to its teeth! There's no way I can escape the same way I had

Ariah’s POV “Psst!” Leia hissed into my ears repeatedly until I was jolted out of my sleep.I sat up and rubbed my eyes repeatedly, the light next to James’s desk was still on and my eyes widened then I turned sharply and stared at him. James had his face on a stack of papers with saliva oozing slightly out of the corner of his mouth. He snored heavily like a pig and I loved every second of this sight. The mighty James, so weak, so vulnerable. An image of me slashing his skull open with my claws flashed in my mind but Leia brushed it aside immediately. “Hey, Ariah! No violence unless it’s necessary.” She said quickly. “I hope you do realize that we’re talking about the person who brutally raped me twice?” I asked sarcastically. “That beast taught me a thing or two about violence,” I said spitefully as I stared at him with murderous hate. “This isn’t the right way,” Leia said and that took my mind off it completely.I rushed towards the window and peeped out of the blinds. It was

Ethan’s POVMy wolf kept going crazy from time to time.Once it was on a certain night, I didn’t know what was going on but my wolf was moving like a mad dog within me. Although I knew that it had something to do with Ariah, I still tried to ignore it for most of the day. Lowell had walked in that day to meet me with a frown as I was drinking at the bar in the living room. “What’s the matter? Lady problems?” He asked with a hint of humor as he sat on a bar stool.“You got accurate enough for your first trial,” I replied and took another sip of the glass of wine I held. “Which of them?” He asked with a serious face.“Hmm…” I said and looked ahead without answering for a while. “You do realize that the pack would be in jeopardy if Ariah isn’t crowned queen, right?” I asked him suddenly.It was an unexpected question and it caught him off guard as his eyes widened, “Oh come on, Ethan, you know that’s not possible. Look at the pack, look at everyone! The Lycan community would never a

Ethan’s POV I turned sharply and listened with alert eyes and ears, waiting to hear the sound again but it didn’t come. Again that pain in my chest rocked me violently and I dropped to one knee, clutching my chest and groaning. “Ariah…where the hell are you?” I asked through clenched teeth.The next thing I heard was the sound of heavy footsteps and I got to both feet again and followed the sound. Then a very familiar scent that set my heart racing with fire came to my nostrils, it was Ariah’s scent. I could never mistake it. I followed the scent, past trees and a few bushes and I finally detected the harsh smell of blood. It was getting darker by the minute and that made it more difficult to make out where I was going. Then my eyes caught a body lying at the trunk of the tree, I slowly approached the tree and my eyes widened with both relief and panic. The lower half of what she wore was covered in blood, her beautiful face was pale. Her hands too were covered in dried blood