“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 sentiment, but I don’t have the privilege to do that. He would just hunt me down and beat me to death. I’m sure I will die by his hands one day. That is my destiny. Why it chose to be so cruel to me, I do not understand, but here I am.
“Baby, I’m sorry. I only meant she is your wife, and by that she has more power than me in this house and in your company. I am nothing. She said so herself.” Jocelyn lets the tears run down her cheeks, and Bane takes her into his arms. He consoles her before turning his black eyes on me once again. This time the slap is so hard I fall to the floor, and then he kicks me until I am almost unconscious. He leans down with a sneer.
“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!”
I woke up in a sweat. The nightmare of the night where I truly thought I was going to die plays over and over in my head. I tumble out of bed, hissing at the pain in my ribs and my stomach. It’s been a month since that night, and Bane has almost not been home, unless he wanted to take off some steam by beating the crap out of me, or worse, rape me. He takes immense joy in taking me over and over again when I’m not even ready for him. He relishes in my cries of pain and agony, and since they have fated along with my will to live, he tries to hurt me even more to get them back, but at this moment I don’t care. I would rather be killed by him, than let him have my cries.
My name is Annabel Simmons, and I was sold off to Bane Hassle to be married because my father and his stupid wife owed him a ton of money. They were so far gone in debt, he offered them to let it all go if they gave one of their daughters to him. They knew what kind of sick bastard he is, and they chose me mainly because my stepmother hates my guts, and she would never have agreed to sell one of her own precious girls. You see, I look a lot like my mother, and this has always irked my stepmother, but then people in school and social life started to compliment me on my looks at wits in front of her and her devil's spawn, she lost it.
She started turning my father against me, and he was a willing victim. He wanted nothing to do with me after I had a final fallout with his wife, and cut me off in all ways. I started working to earn my own money, and when he saw I could handle myself, he was furious. He even got me fired from my job because of lies.
I roll my eyes at my reflection. The girl I once was is completely gone, and the life and spark my hazel eyes once had is dimmed to the point where you would think they were eyes of a dead person.
My father remarried when my mother died. I was 5 at the time, and at first I was so happy to have a new mother, but Estrella soon showed her true colors. When she got pregnant with my eldest step sister Estelle, she started to orchestrate accidents in our home, and every time she would blame them on me. My father didn’t believe her at first, but as time went on and I kept being at the scene of the crime, he got suspicious. It ended in a big blow out 3 years ago when I turned 20. Estrella had invited me home to celebrate my birthday, and I naively thought she was trying to make up for all the times she has hurt me, but it was a trap. She and my sisters were all there when I walked in, and Estelle screamed at me for showing up unannounced. As I tried to explain that her mother had invited me, Estrella laughed and said she would never invite trash into her home willingly. Estelle grabbed my arm to drag me out, but I yanked myself free from her grasp just as my father came in. They rounded on me faster than a hyena does on a carcass. Estelle started begging me not to hit her again, tears down her cheeks. Father was furious and said that was it! The drop to tip the cup.
“I am done defending your rude behavior, Bella! It is time you do something useful for this family, and you will therefore marry Bane Hassle tomorrow.”
“No, I won’t. They are lying and you are too blind to see it!” He slapped me so hard it left a mark for the next day. He had his guards grab me and force me upstairs where they locked me in a room until the next day. So, there I was standing in a short (too short) white dress and was forced to say “I do”, so my father could keep pretending he hadn’t gambled away our fortune. Well, his! Because my mother and grandmother left everything they had to me, not to be touched before my 22nd birthday. An odd number now I think about it, but of well. No one knew. Only my father who was outraged, but his hands were tied. He couldn’t touch it.
My 22nd birthday was yesterday, and today I had a lawyer call my cell phone, but I know Bane has it bugged, so I played dumb, hoping against hope I can meet with the lawyer in person tomorrow on my designated out time. Bane needs to keep pretenses up, so I have time everyday where I don't have men following me or my phone on me. It's half an hour, but it should be enough.
I know I am not going to get out of here alive without a serious fight on my part, but lately something has stirred inside of me. A rebellion against my hostile situation, and I find myself speculating if I could somehow get out? Could I get Bane to divorce me and kick me out? I wonder what I would have to do to make this happen?
After washing my face in cold water, I know I can’t sleep anymore. The clock at my bedside says it’s 5am, so I have time before anyone comes to get me for my outing. I’m not allowed to eat today - which I’m used to, because Bane doesn’t want a fat wife. I’m only allowed to eat three times a week, and only what he decided I can have that day. I sigh. I really hope this is going to work, because otherwise I would have to take my own life instead.
As the time goes by and the sun rises over the horizon I decide today is going to be where I get out of this hellhole. I’ll meet with the lawyer and have him help me get ahold of my funds. I’ll need a new identity, but first I’ll need to get away from here. Anywhere, as long as it’s far far away. If Bane ever finds me, he’ll for sure kill me for running away.
Annabel P.O.V.The restless energy swirls through my body as I pack a bag with the things I need to take with me. I have put on make-up to conceal the bruises, and turned off my phone. I always turn it off before leaving the house, but I also always have it with me to turn it on when my half hour is up. Pete knocks on my door when the clock says 10 am, and I open with the bag in hand. He looks at it suspiciously, and I give him a smile. “Some things for the red cross.” I have done this before, and Bane thinks it’s to keep up pretenses, but it’s actually to help me today. This day has been coming for a long time, although there were times, like that night, I was sure I would never see this day. Pete grunts an answer and walks down in front of me. Neither of the men ever speak to me. They know it’ll be fatal if they try. Yes, Bane is that insane. Downstairs I don’t waste any time. I walk directly out to the car, going into the backseat. I know where my lawyer is located, and luckily
Annabel/AllisonAfter what seems like a lifetime, I finally hear footsteps outside the conference room. Outside the sun has gone down, and I am sure I have been sitting here for hours. “Annabel, are you still here?” Mr. Felton’s hush voice echoes in the empty room. I peek out and it’s only him. “I’m here.” I say, crawling out from my hiding place. “What time is it?” “Almost midnight. I brought you food, and something to drink. You must be starving.” I looked at him for a second, before realizing what he said. The smell of the food invaded my senses. “I’m used to..” I shut my mouth and Mr. Felton raises an eyebrow. “Used to what exactly?” I shake my head. I am not going to say it out loud, because once said I can’t take it back. “Alright. Let’s get this show on the road.” He sits down at the conference table, food, drinks and paperwork in tow. “I made a call to the bank today, after your husband left - which wasn’t an easy feat by the way. Someone tattled, and I will make an inqu
Bane P.O.V.“Boss, there is still no sign of your wife.” Pete says. I throw my coffee mug at him, and he dodge as per reflex. He knows my temper better than anyone as my Beta, and he knows how much he fucked up letting that little slut to my mate slip away! I need her back. My wolf has not given me any time to rest the last three weeks because he is pining after her. At least he gave me peace, more or less, when Annabel was here with us, even though he would scold me for how I treated her. I kept reminding him who’s in charge by holding him in a tight mental cage. He’s only let out when I allow him to be out. ‘I can still speak to you, dumbass.’ The flea infested mutt says. I growl out loud, the lack of sleep really annoys me as much as my stupid wolf and stupid Beta. “And why is that, Pete? She can’t just disappear.” I answer, my black eyes staring him down. He cowers under my stare. “I’ve personally looked over every camera there is in and around the law firm, and there is nothin
Allison P.O.V.The morning is beautiful when I drive into the town of Marigold. I have driven all night to reach here, and I have prepared myself as well as I can for what the cottage looks like. I’ve bought cleaning stuff, a vacuum, bucket, gloves and other house stuff. I don’t even know if it has a washer and dryer, or anything else about this place. But right now it doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I’ll be there in a few minutes and I’ll be home. A new home, a new start and new life. A life away from Bane and his abusive ways. I still have nightmares almost every night, but I am getting better at going back to sleep. Listening to quiet meditation music and soundscapes helps as well. The town is a decent size from what I can tell from the main road. I have to go straight through and do a right turn on the other end of town. Then I’m down a forest way, used frequently as there are fresh tiremarks, and then I’m there. The cottage is a little way into the forest, with a view
Allison P.O.V. Moving back into the entrance hall, I walk through the door opposite the living room. It’s the bedroom which has an en-suit bathroom, and a walk through closet, which can be closed from both the bathroom and the bedroom. The queen size bed is in the middle of the room, with bedside tables on either side of the bed and reading lamps in the tables. The bed even has clean bed sheets, blankets and pillows on it, so I don’t have to go out today and buy that. The big window overlooks where my car is parked, and the curtains are blackout curtains which will be very nice for the lighter time of year. I go back outside to the car, bringing in my stuff. It takes a couple of turns back and forth, and while bringing my things inside, I also get a look outside. The lake is beautiful, and the forest is full of sounds of life. I’ll need to go shopping later, but right now I’ll unpack and start washing my dirty things. The time has flown by, and soon I find myself staring at the
Blake P.O.V.So far this day has been boring out of my mind. We have had endless meetings with other packs concerning the growing numbers of rogue activity, but no one can come up with a solution to get rid of them for good. I have nothing against rogues per se, but I do when they attack and steal from packs. It’s been a growing problem since before I became Alpha 8 years ago, and seeing as I am Alpha of the largest and strongest pack in the region, the Council counts on me to be a leader in all of this. “Alpha Blake, are you with us still?” Head Councilman Eddar asks into the camera. We’re doing this on a zoom meeting, just because of the nightmare of assembling all the Alpha’s in my region, let alone the whole damn country. “Yes, sorry. I was contemplating how we may proceed to prevent these unprovoked attacks. Because I assume they are unprovoked?!” I answer, looking at the little pictures of my fellow Alpha’s. Especially some of those in the East region who have been complainin
Blake P.O.V.“Are they serious?” Tristan asks, staring at the blank screen. I just shrug, closing down the computer. “They held a lunch break, just for us to come back for this. Sometimes I don’t understand people.” Tristan nods while moving to a chair opposite my desk. “So, what pack matters were you handling?” “Fucking Lucy and her stupid fantasy about me accepting her as my chosen mate.” Tristan chokes on the air. “You’re not, right?” “Fuck no! I’m waiting on my mate, you know that.” He sighs dramatically, leaning back in the chair. “Good, because I am telling you man, I’m not going to be your Beta if you take Lucy as our Luna!” I laugh. “Alright, alright. So, what were you texting me about this new girl?” Tristan's eyes cloud over, and he tells me to wait on our Gamma Elliott. I decided to sign some papers for work while we’re waiting. A few minutes later there’s a knock on the door, and Elliott pokes his head in. “Am I disturbing the bromance?” He asks, and Tristan scowls
Allison P.O.V.My shopping trip went well and I brought home a lot of new things. Book, food, drinks and other necessities. I also bought earbuds for my phone, so I can listen to music whenever I want. Not that it matters a lot out here in the forest, but I like it when I’m out in public. It’s a good way to stay out of trouble. I park in front of my cottage, bringing in some of my bags. I have a lot to carry in, so I decide to put some music in my ear and enjoy myself while working. The music blasts into my ears, and I sing out loud although I can’t hear myself. I’m not much of a singer in public, but out here I don’t even think about it. I walk outside again when I’ve put on my girl power playlists, and Aretha Franklin - Respect makes me do some bad dance moves. I really enjoy my freedom, and being able to do whatever I want when I want it. As I walk outside again I’m going over the list of things I need to get done before tonight. It’s late in the afternoon, and I’ll have to work
Allison 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