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
Regina’s POVIs she calling me…a tramp?I stare at her unbelievably while holding tears in my eyes.I’ve never been called this way in my entire life! When I was little, my grandpa used to call me “sweet cupcake” and my parents called me “baby angel.” My brother Gray is the only one who called me by my name. But the way he said my name made me felt so much in love.Yet ever since I married Nigel, I was referred by others as “filthy rat” “trash” “little piece of shit” and now… “tramp.”Why did I have to put up with all these humiliations! Was it simply because I loved Nigel?“You—You take it back!” I gritted out, “I don’t like you calling me that…”Angel suddenly burst into laughter, “Are you telling me what to do now? Nigel, are you going to let your wife disrespect me like that?”“Regina!” Nigel snapped glaring at me, “Apologize to Miss Angel right now! She is our Alpha’s daughter. The noblest lady in this pack!”I looked at Angel in a daze and suddenly realized something.This girl
Regina’s POV“Regina…Is that you? God, just say something please!” he growled.I nodded, crying. Then I realized that he couldn’t see me on the phone. I finally spoke up with a shaky voice:“Yes…Gray…It’s me. I—I’ve missed you.”SO MUCH.Gray let out a harsh and ragged breath and his voice turned hoarse, “I miss you too…Every single day since you left. What happened? Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Is everything OK? Is that bastard treating you alright?”He threw too many questions at me at once. I didn’t know which one to answer first.Just when I was hesitating what I should say to him, I heard a low voice on his side, “Alpha, everyone is expecting you in the meeting room. The messenger from Shadow Valley Pack was about to present the business treaty to you.”Shadow Valley Pack?This was the name of the pack I was currently at! That was Nigel’s pack.But how came I didn’t know Gray was doing business with Shadow Valley?Yet on second thought, I had left home for over a year
Regina’s POVAn escaped slave?I couldn’t believe my ears.I wasn’t a slave. I was Nigel’s wife!And why did Miss Angel issue my search order anyway? Did Nigel tell her that I left? Did he want me captured?But I hadn’t done anything wrong. I did sneak out of my house, but I was meeting my brother. I would come home tomorrow.Why did they over-react like this?I didn’t dare to breath too loudly nor move around my body. I was afraid that they would notice me here.The group of guards finished with their questioning and moved down the road to continue with their search. I waited in the bush for them to go away and finally came out.This whole thing is so confusing. But I was sure that there was some sort of misunderstanding in this.My top priority now is to meet with my brother and to get the money. And after that, I would explain everything to Nigel. Hopefully he would understand.Those guards were everywhere. So I couldn’t take the main road. Now the only way left to go is to travel