Flashes of memories flooded my mind, each so vivid they played on an endless loop, over and over again.Dad gave Alpha Rhys—my mate—two choices: reject me or choose me. He rejected me without hesitation.Yet, Dad killed him.He cut off his head.No!!I shook my head, desperate to erase the memory. Sobs wracked my body, trembling violently as the images refused to fade.Pearl embraced me, and I let her. I cried into her chest, and when the sobs finally subsided, I looked up to see Dad standing before me. Tears shimmered in his eyes, and it only fueled my anger. Moving out of Pearl's arms, I lunged. “You killed him! Stop playing like the victim here because you are not!” I panted in between kicking him and raining blows on his chest. “Don't you dare cry as if you regret what you did!” I sent another kick to his knee, propelling myself to stop before I went animalistic. “I hate you!” I held his gaze for a while, letting him see the hate in my eyes before I eventually looked away and
Later that day, the doctor announced that I was free to go home and I followed my Dad and Pearl back to our palace. Not many things had changed. My room was still like I left it except that it was neat. When I mentioned this to Pearl, she told me that she always asked the maids to clean it up, with the hope that I would return soon. She said that she didn't want me to return and find my room in despair. I was touched. Who wouldn't? Pearl forced me to eat even though I didn't have an appetite to. I couldn't believe that everything I had known had been a lie. Learning that I'm special and what I could do, and that my mom was something else entirely, it was too much. And the most painful part of the information I learnt was the one that Alpha Rhys wasn't my mate. I rejected my pack and left my family for a man who wasn't even mine and wanted me killed. All I wanted to do since I returned from the hospital was stay cooped in my room, with bottles of beer lined in front of me. But Dad a
Ruby's P.O.VTRIGGER WARNING: Some scenes are abusive, but there's no rage. If you don't like physical torture, please skip this chapter._ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _FLASHBACK TO TWO DAYS AGO.I regained consciousness to someone pouring cold water on me. I gasped and shivered, cowering away as though that would make whoever it was pouring the water stop.And I was wrong.A half-naked man emptied another bucket of water on me before dropping it to the ground like he did with the last one.Seeing as I was now awake, he approached me and sent a kick to my stomach, making me yelp in pain.Raising my arm, I rubbed my face on it, wanting to clear the water out of my eyes because it was starting to make them tear up. It was the only way I could wipe my face because my hands were tied.“I thought you weren't going to wake up,” a familiar voice taunted, making me wince.It sounded like Seraphina, and I started to panic because I knew I wasn't going to leave here unscathed. And maybe... she wouldn'
Ruby's P.O.VFLASHBACK CONTINUED. “What are you going to do with her?” someone asked, though I couldn’t place the voice. I wanted to open my eyes so badly, but I wasn’t sure if it was the right move. Maybe pretending to stay unconscious would buy me time to come up with a plan to escape.“I don’t know. I could have her killed for everything she did to me, but I won’t,” Seraphina’s unmistakable voice rang out, and I barely held back a snort. Everything I did to her? Ridiculous. “You mean you're just going to let her go? Just like that?” The first voice, filled with surprise, questioned.I was just as curious. After all her threats, why was she planning to let me go? Maybe she feared what Clinton would do to her if she killed me.“Yes, I won’t kill her.”“What if she tells the King what you did to her? Do you really think he’ll spare you?”“You’re too scared, Mom. Relax,” Seraphina laughed. “I have a plan. Don’t worry, it’ll work out perfectly.”My stomach knotted at her words. What
To all those who thought their lives were a romance story, with a happily ever after nestled within those pages, only to find out it's a horror story—this one's for you. Here's a pen. You hold the power to rewrite your story. **** Three Years ago, RUBY. I never thought I'd see the day my father tore someone's head off, but there I was, watching in horror as he did just that to my mate. My name is Ruby Donalds, the first daughter of the Lycan King. Life had always been good until I lost my mom to a plague, which had taken her life and some of our pack members. Ever since, my once-loving father withdrew to himself, consumed by politics and pack affairs, thus, slipping from my and my sister's lives. I had always dreamed of having a mate like every other wolf. A mate who'd sweep me off my feet and tell me how much he had waited to have me in his arms, a mate who would be everything I had imagined. I always yearned to feel those sparks I was told happen between fated mates and h
Current Day, RUBY. “You can place it right there,” I instructed the woman in charge of decorating the pack house, nodding approvingly at her efforts. The room was transforming into a festive haven, with streamers and banners adorning the walls, and tables set with elegant centerpieces. “You know what I want, so just make everything beautiful,” I added, giving her a reassuring smile before leaving her to her task. As I approached my father's room, a sudden thought occurred to me, and I turned on my heel, making my way towards the kitchen. The anticipation of the evening's festivities bubbled within me, mingling with the determination to make my father's birthday truly special. Entering the bustling kitchen, I murmured to myself, “I need him to be as happy as a bride.” I recalled a passing mention from a maid about his late mate making his favorite drink each morning. With purposeful strides, I gathered everything needed, my mind set on the task at hand. As I started blending t
RUBY. “Father!”I rushed to his side in an instant but Dawn pushed me aside, causing me to stumble. “What's wrong with you, Dawn? Can't you see the alpha is lying still?” I exclaimed, anger coursing through me. Whispers filled the hall. Dawn shot me a frigid glare, but I had no time for her. I pushed her aside and shook my father, panic gripping me.“You can't leave me like this, father. Please, tell me this is just a joke,” I whispered to myself.Dawn collapsed beside him, tears racking her body. I grabbed his hand, only to find it limp. Pushing Dawn away, I pressed my ear to his chest, searching for a heartbeat.Nothing. A guttural cry escaped my lips, and I clutched my head. “Father, you can't do this to me. You promised... no, you can't!”I sank to the ground like a thud of cement. My chest constricted as pain struck me. I never knew such agony existed.The pack members screamed and scattered, but I remained on the floor, tears streaming down my face.“Father no! You can't do
RUBY. “What's going on here?” I turned to see the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on enter the hall. Dressed in a gray shirt and black pants, his short blond hair was slicked back, accentuating his striking aquamarine eyes.His presence exuded power, and without a word spoken, I knew exactly who he was: Kael, Alpha Frederick's only son. I had seen numerous pictures of him, but his physical presence was far more captivating than I had ever imagined. Kael had been away from home for four years, dedicated to learning and studying how to lead a pack.“Kael, thank goddess that you are back!” Dawn ran, hugging him. “You couldn't have arrived at any better time.”Someone coughed, and I raised an eyebrow at the woman standing beside Kael. Tall, stunning, and commanding, she possessed a presence that could rival that of a model. Her hair cascaded around her shoulders, emitting a mesmerizing blue hue. Dawn instantly separated from him. She glanced at her and it took one haughty look f