Regina’s POV“No. Tell him to go.” I said sternly to the servant.I gave another glance at the second floor with a look of disgust.According to the servant, Alpha Torres was here to see me.All the second-floor windows were made of one-way glasses. I couldn’t see who was behind the glass.But it was probably for the best.I didn’t want to see his sinister-looking face anyway.“GO!” I snapped, scaring the servant away.Nigel was riding on a horse by myside. He let out a sigh and said, “Alpha Torres is still our Alpha. You don’t need to be so rude to him…”“He is YOUR Alpha.” I said with a snort, “You can be his lap dog all you want, but I am not lowering my head to him. Unlike you, I am a noble.”I caught a flash of anger on Nigel’s face.Yet he quickly composed himself and said, “Do you want to ran another lap?”“I am tired. Need some rest.”I kicked at my horse running to the side. Nigel tried to help me get down the horse, but I ignored his assistance coldly and jumped off by mysel
Regina’s POVNigel was gone for a long while. So long that I eventually tired of waiting and left the stable myself.There were a few soldiers guarding by the entrance. They hastily turned over and bowed to me, “Princess Regina.”“Where is Nigel?”“He has something to deal with. He asked us to drive you home. The car is waiting.”I gave a glance at the car await and suddenly got an irritating feeling at heart.I would have to face Melany if I went back home right now. She didn’t dare to raise her voice at me now. But whenever she got the chance, she would nag into my ears about how wonderful her son was and how stupid I would be if I didn’t return to Nigel’s side.I couldn’t get a moment of peace in that house.“I don’t want to go home. Take me somewhere else.” I said to the soldiers, frowning.The soldiers exchanged a hesitated look with each other. Then one of them said:“Your highness, Sir Nigel and Alpha Torres made it perfect clear that you shouldn’t wonder around, especially not
Regina's POVI swayed on my feet, my body trembling with terror and dread.Gray…Gray was poisoned? And most importantly, he was poisoned by MY family ring? But how was this possible?!I walked up to him, stumbling along the way. I wanted to see if he was OK. His face was so pale. He was lying there, with his eyes shut, his chest not moving at all…almost like he was already dead…“What are you doing!” Dorain rushed over and shoved me aside, “Stay away from him! Haven’t you hurt him enough?!”I fell to the ground. Tears streamed down my cheeks at this very moment.“IT WASN’T ME!!!” I snapped my head up, crying. “Why would I hurt my own brother?! I didn’t even know that he was here!”“Maybe because you didn’t want Gray to drag you home?” Dorian gritted, advancing onto me, “You eloped! Brought shame to the entire Ever Moon Pack! You were so afraid of the punishment you might face that you murdered your own brother! I didn’t know you were such an evil person!”I shook my head hastily, brea
I didn’t know how long it had been before the pain and dizziness woke me up.I struggled to open my eyes, using my hands to push myself up from the floor. I looked around and found that this was a pitch-black cell, the air thick with the smell of mold and some unidentifiable stench.My stomach swirled, causing me to puke air.Wait a second…Gray!How is Gray right now?!The thought of Gray made my heart ache. Even my wolf started to whimper in pain.I always thought my brother was the strongest person in the world, unbeatable by anyone. But still, he fell to Torres’s dirty schemes.Had Dorian found a way to cure him yet? Does Dorian know Torres is the one behind everything? If Torres plans another attack, can Dorian protect Gray?A flood of worries swirled in my mind.I was so anxious that I wanted to break out of this cell right now and rush to Gray’s side to protect him myself.Just then, I heard footsteps from the end of the hallway. With the dancing light of an oil lamp, a guard ap
I sat in the chair, my hands tied behind my back, my feet also secured to the chair legs. 5 maids surrounded me, doing my makeup and hair.The room was dark. There were woman’s clothes and makeup at the corner. This room looked like the backstage of a theater.An hour ago, I was caught by Torres on my way escaping the dungeon. He brought me to this Underground Club and handed me over to this group of women, asking them to dress me up.“The lords are all looking forward to this. Don’t let them down,” Torres smiled. The malice in his tone sent a chill down my spine.After Torres left, the maids brought me a new outfit. But it was more like lingerie than clothes—it was made of thin and flimsy material, barely covering anything, with very, very little fabric.“Please put this on, Princess Regina,” one of the maids said to me.I grabbed the outfit and tore it apart, throwing the pieces in her face.Put this on my ass!She sneered and, with the help of the others, tackled me to the ground l
My heart pounded as I faced the imposing wooden door, my wrists bound tightly behind my back. The coarse ropes chafed against my skin, a constant reminder of my helplessness.My eyes darted around the dimly lit corridor one last time, seeking any possible escape route. But there was none.The next second, I was shoved inside roughly by the soldiers.The doors shut with a loud noise behind me.The room was lavishly furnished, a stark contrast to the grungy underground club where I had been auctioned off like a piece of cargo.Heavy drapes covered the windows. The air was thick with the scent of cigar, cologne and blood. I shivered, remembering the horrible tale that the maid told me moments earlier.Who was my buyer?A perverted sex freak who liked to lash at girls in bed? Or a mentally fucked psycho who just loved to torture people for fun?A tall figure appeared behind the curtain at the far end of the room. The dim light painted his contour.My breath hitched as he stepped out.I wi
I was carefully frosting my anniversary cake.Yes, today was my first anniversary with my husband, Nigel. But it was 8:30 already, way past our normal dinner time, and Nigel still hadn’t come home yet.It was OK. I kept telling myself.Nigel was simply caught up in his work. He must be. He told me the other day that the alpha of this pack was giving him some serious work.He couldn’t have forgotten about our anniversary day.Actually, in my original plan, I wanted this day to be more special. I hoped that we could have dinner at a fancy restaurant and maybe go to see a movie afterward. Because ever since I married him a year ago, I hadn’t dined out since.But when I subtly hinted to him what I wanted for our anniversary, Nigel threw a huge temper tantrum at me:“Do you know how much it costs to eat at a fancy restaurant? It’s MY fucking money you are throwing away! And you don’t even know how to taste a decent wine! It’s a waste to bring you to those upscale places anyway. Just cut th
Regina’s POVI froze on my spot as though a thunder had been struck on my head.What did Nigel mean by “having a night with her”?I was his wife…How could he give me to other men?What was happening here!Letting out an evil laugh, one of the two drunken men took a step towards me, a vicious gleam in his eyes.“Nigel, you should have mentioned you have a pretty wife like this then we wouldn’t have trouble in the first place,” he grinned, flashing his yellow teeth at me. “Now come to me you little beauty.”The other one said, "You have washed her up, right? She is clean?""Perfectly clean. You can have you way with her, however you want." Nigel said. My heart was racing like crazy in my chest. Seeing the man reaching over to grab me, I quickly take a step back, “No—No! What are you doing? You are not welcomed here. Nigel…Nigel—get them out of here please!”The two of them burst into laughter, “Your dear husband Nigel got us here himself! Didn’t he tell you about his debt?”I shook my h