“You will never be loved, never be good enough for anyone! I loathe you, Annabel, and I will kill you just to prove my point. You are mine, and no one will ever touch what is mine.” I only whimper from the pain. “You will never be free. Never! Do you hear me?” His face is so close I can feel the breath on my face. He grabs my hair, yanking me back, so I have to look at him. “You are my wife, and I will never let you go!” Annabel needs to save her own life, but the only way she can do that is to flee her hopeless situation. After a frightfull incident where her heart stops, she finally finds the strength to do what she hasn't been able to do ever since she was sold to her husband Bane. She runs away. What happens when Annabel disappears for good, and instead becomes Allison in an attempt to hide from her abusive husband? Is it fate leading her to her family's old town of Marigold? Can she face her demons when her old life catches up to her? And how about when she discovers the world is not as ordinary as she thinks? The werewolf world may seem frightening, but something shifts when Allison meets her new Alpha, Blake. Can he keep her safe or will Bane drag her back to her miserable prison as he promised?
View MoreAllison P.O.V. I can’t believe this is happening. Blake is moving further down my body, kissing his way down to my stomach and further down to my thighs. I don’t even understand how we came here other than Dawn temporarily taking over in the office and telling him I want him. She is not wrong in any capacity, but I had not thought it would be today we were doing this. ‘Stop fighting this damn matebond, Allie! We need to be mated and marked by Blake and Shadow if we are ever going to be free. And you want them as much as I do!’ Again, she is not wrong, but fuck! After everything Bane put me through I never thought I would trust another being with my heart and soul ever again, let alone my body. I am so shy. My reaction to his naked body in the woods being any indication, but I guess my wolf is right; I need to get it together and embrace who I really am. “Oh.. Mhhm!” My mouth is uttering sounds I didn’t know it contained. Blake is doing all sorts of delicious things to me, making my
Blake P.O.V.As I see Bane slam his computer shut I have to wonder what that is about? Allie is being held by Tristan now, and it takes everything in me not to growl at the sight, but truth be told; I am grateful that she has made such good friends with him and Elliott, who is standing beside her with a hand on her shoulder. She is shaking. I know the fact that hearing that bastard's voice again was a lot to take in, and I truly didn’t know he would be in the meeting today. It was why I muted my computer after I greeted him. I wanted to give her a way out, but she insisted on being here. ‘Baby, I am sorry. I never thought he would bring you up. I had no idea he would be here.’ Allie’s eyes meet mine, and in them I see determination mixed with the trauma based fear everyone would have for their former captor and tormentor. ‘My body is reacting on its own accord. I think that therapist needs to be a first priority, Blake. I need to work through this. One day I am going to face Bane ag
Bane P.O.V. I’ve been keeping myself busy with the little snitch lawyer that helped my wife escape me. I’ve made it fun; torturing him and getting all sorts of nonsense information out of him. He is a tough nut to crack, I must admit as such, but I will crack him! He knows where my Annabel, or Allison as she goes by now, went, and when he tells me I am going to drag her pretty little ass back here and make her understand who is the boss of her, unless I just kill her when I see in her pure anger. I don’t even care if she changed her name. When she is back with me we will fix that little mistake and get her back to her real name, as I refuse to call her anything else. She will always be Anabel - a lost little kitten. I’ll keep it that way. She has been with someone else. I know because I have felt it. It was the weirdest feeling in the world. I was perfectly fine, knowing she was alive and well somewhere, and I just needed to find her. Then all of a sudden it feels like my heart is b
Allison P.O.V. Hearing Blake tell me he is a virgin is kind of a shock to the system as I never once thought that would be a possibility. On the other hand, I could also not complain over past exploits as I am not a virgin myself. The realization dawns on me, and I gasp internally. He has waited patiently for me his whole life, and here I am; his mate and a whore. Dawn growls at my thoughts, not liking the way I am thinking, but it is the truth. Will he finally throw me away when he hears that I am not pure as he is? I hug my knees tighter together. I think he can feel the extra tension with me, because his wolf nudged my leg with his snout, whining again. I have to struggle to keep from giggling at his antics. ‘Please talk to me, baby.’ Blake pleads, but I have no idea what to say to him? How do I ask? Where do I start? “I’m just really overwhelmed.” I mutter, not looking up. If I look up I know I will cave and spill everything. Blake sighs in my mind. ‘Shadow says it’s something
Blake P.O.V. I realize Allie is not by my side when I reach the buffet table. I look back and she is still standing in the doorway to the kitchen, gaping with huge eyes. I chuckle to myself. I probably should have warned her. With the raw passion for cooking and baking I just heard her speak to the Omega’s with, I should have mentioned our capacity down here. I walk back to her, grabbing her hand and turning her eyes on me with the other one. “Earth to Allie? Are you still in there, baby?” I ask with a laugh. Allie blinks several times before closing her mouth. “Maybe. Tell me! Is this real or did I die and go to heaven?” Fuck she’s adorable. “This is real.” I tell her, draggin her forward. She brushes a hand over one of the countertops. Our kitchen is big. Bigger than anyone else's that I know of.We have four double fridges, with drawer freezer underneath, four stoves to cook and four big ovens. There is also a big prepping area with two double sinks, and a lot of table space. C
Allison P.O.V.I can’t believe that sick fucker broke into Mr. F’s office and stole my information. And he killed him. That is just all sorts of fucked up and twisted! Why is he so invested in me? He could have any woman he would like, but he is chasing me. Knowing I was his mate and he mistreated me like he did has my heart hurting. Blake reaches over a hand and grabs one of mine. I didn’t even notice it was shaking before he grabbed it. He gives it a gentle squeeze, showing me he is right here with me. It makes my hurting heart flutter with gratefulness. He could have run so many times, but he has stayed with me and offered me a place to stay. He has been understanding, sweet and caring all the way. He has not tried to rush me, much, and has been so amazing when I gave him my arguments for not wanting to live together. He even has accepted the crazy train I obviously boarded today, as I changed my mind after seeing what Bane is up to.“Why is he so obsessed with me?” I ask Blake qui
Blake P.O.V. “I just really want to live here in my nice little cottage, Blake. Why is that so wrong?” Allie was released from the hospital this morning. I slept in her room last night on a futon they brought in for me. We have been discussing this since last night, and we have yet to reach an agreement. She wants to go back to her little cottage, and I want her to stay here in the packhouse with me. “I want us to live together, Allie. Why is that so wrong?” She sighs, rummaging through her stuff. “I am not ready for that. I haven’t even been single for that long. Can’t we just date for a while and see where this is going before taking huge steps like living together?” We are currently sitting in her living room. When the doctors said she could go home this morning, she immediately wanted to go here, and I brought her here just after breakfast. She doesn’t know about Bane looking for her, or the danger she potentially is in with the rogue
Allison P.O.V.Blake tells me he has someone who wants to talk to me. I wonder who it is? Is it someone I know, or maybe he is going to hand me back over to Bane? I immediately toss that thought to the side. He doesn’t seem like someone who would hand me over to an abuser, although one never knows about these things I am fairly certain he wouldn’t do that. But then who could it be? Tristan? Elliott? Or perhaps Tina? The train of thoughts keeps driving from one thing to another, and it takes a turn to the recent conversation with my wolf. It was very enlightening talking to Dawn again, although the premise on which I got to talk to her could have been better. I find it easier to picture her in my mind, and what I have seen so far is amazing. I’m still confused and uncertain about all of this, but Dawn keeps assuring me we got this together and she’ll be here through everything. It might sound crazy but I believe her, and deep inside I think I have always known not everything was as
Blake P.O.V. I thought I had endured pain before, but hearing my mate break down like this, begging me to end her life and seeing her so completely hopeless and feeling her agony through our bond, breaks me in more ways than I ever thought possible! The tears soak my shirt, but fuck if I care! Even when she turns her head into my chest, and uses me as a cloth to dry her soaked cheeks, I don’t care. I will be everything and anything she needs! The raw feelings of heartache constricts at my heart while she sobs uncontrollably, her fragile body shaking and wrecking at each sob. All of them are a needle sharp stab to my heart and soul, and not for the first time I silently vow to her that she will never experience pain like this again! I will not let her down, and I will forever be the protector of her heart.Allie has been crying in my arms for over an hour, and at one point I almost think I am not enough to calm her down, but slowly her breathing evens out and she falls into a dead sle
Prologue “How dare you speak to me like that you ungrateful bitch? I am your husband! You are bound to me, and I am sick and tired of your excuses!” The slap is precise and hard, snapping my face to the side with its force. The tears in my eyes don't spill, because I know if they do he’ll just be even angrier than he is.“Honey, just leave her already! You don’t need her anymore.” Jocelyn says from beside my husband. She has been his mistress since just after we got married 2 years ago, and he never treats her the way he does me. He never raises his voice to her or his hand. All his anger is aimed towards me, and I know why - because I am trash! “No! She needs to learn her lesson. She is nothing to me or to anyone else! Her family married her off to me, knowing she would suffer the consequences of my wrath. She is ugly, unworthy and stupid!” “I know, babe. But.” “I said no, Jocelyn!” His angry eyes switch from me to her, and she takes a step back in sheer fright. I understand the ...
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