AvelineI ran miles not knowing where I was running to. I didn't even stop to examine the place if it was the same area we came to the night I was taken. I just ran for my life.I didn't need anyone to tell me that it would not take long for the guards to notice my absence and once they did, they were going to come for me with all they had.Kade would go mad if he heard that I escaped. But I didn't mind. All I wanted to do was get home to my family. Only then can my mind be at rest.I need to tell Draven that his mother was in on the whole thing.I had since lost the traders a few miles into my race and looking back, I could not see a trace of them. Maybe they took another route.'Am I on the right path?' I asked myself when I ran into a forest filled with thick trees.It looked like the forest we passed that night before the pack but something did not seem right.The trees and the arrangement were just not in place.This forest was too thick, I could barely see the path before me. It
MasonMason always loved to go for a run in the forest. Although his friend, Ethan advises him against it, he always replies with his favorite line."A wolf is not a wolf when he has not flexed his muscles and bones for days."While Ethan made a reasonable argument, the forest was not safe due to the Lycans who had taken charge of the place and built their clan in the center of the forest, they had to watch the way they moved to avoid being tracked down by the Lycans. Mason was the leader of the rogue wolves whose packs were destroyed due to one issue or the other and he got his position by getting into a fight with the leaders of each rogue wolf's pack and he won them all, making him the strongest and capable leader.That day was a bright one and the sun was up so early. He slipped out of the pack before Ethan would suspect anything and talk him out of it for the umpteenth time.Once out of the pack a reasonable distance, he shifted to his wolf form and raced towards the forest. The
An average person hates Monday mornings, but I have hated my life for the past seven years. Sitting in the back of the car, I clasped my palms together, rubbing them absently in a vain attempt to warm the cold dread crawling up my spine. But no amount of heat could ever thaw the ice that had settled in my heart over the past seven years.It's funny how time doesn't wait for you to heal and how it didn't wait for me to outgrow the scars that came from harmless wishful thinking. I shrugged and looked outside the window at the skyline of the bustling city and the most magnificent building in the whole country where I worked. But I am far from excited. I will soon be standing before “...the very face that ruined my life without even realising it, by never looking at me the way I wished.“Which spot in the VIP parking lot, is yours, Ma'am, the middle one”“No,” I screamed in response to my new driver, my eyes widening in shock. “Turn in the other direction,” I raised my hand and pointed.
The expression on Emily's face was smug, but taking a closer look, I caught something else beneath the surface—something darker.“I have heard a lot about you, miss...”“Aveline,” I completed for her. "Right," she smiled, pulling a perfectly manicured hand from her pocket and extending it toward me. "I'm Emily, Draven ’s true mate—and soon-to-be bride."Her words hit like a punch to the gut. My stomach twisted as I glanced between her outstretched hand and Draven , who sat casually in his chair as if nothing had been said. This felt surreal like I was living in a lucid nightmare or a scene from a dystopian horror movie. I took a closer look at Emily now, she was tall, with the gate of a runway model. Her nose was long and pointed, her face exquisitely sculptured. The red lipstick across her lips complemented the silver colour of her eyes. Was it what drew Draven to her? The beauty? Or was I simply not up to par? “I don’t think you’re much for handshakes with strangers,” Emily’s
The sun did nothing to alleviate my suffering as it shone merciless above me. It was an unusually hot day. Another day to face the bricks that would break my bones and leave my life in the shadows of pain."She's here," I heard whispers and everyone seemed to stare awkwardly at me, not like I cared since I had been dealt the worse blow of my life the day before and was really ready for anything. Maybe mot anything. I casually dropped my bag and buried my head in work to distract myself all day."Here comes the slimmy and shameless bitch." Someone said when I walked out my door to give a file to an employee. "Excuse me what?" I turned when I realized I was the only female approaching since the rest sat behind desktops."You heard me," a slightly tan lady eyed me but no matter how I tried, I couldn't recall her face. She definitely didn't work here."And who are you to think you're worthy of speaking to me?" I was done playing dumb and doormat. "Oh, I see you have wings simply bec
I was no fan of Emily especially after her display in the office the previous day yet I listened to whatever she had to say hoping it was good and Draven was coming soon but that was where I had got it completely wrong."What do you want Emily?" I asked folding my hand across my chest in a defensive stance."You sent a message to Draven didn't you?" She smirked as she walked in and shut the door properly behind her "And whatever message I sent has nothing to do with you either. " I was really irritated by her guts."I don't think Draven shares the same thought as you else he wouldn't have sent me here to talk to you in his stead." "What? Draven sent you here to meet and talk with me instead?" I was shocked. "Oh Aveline, what really do you expect from him?" She blinked like a cute puppy. "Draven sent me here because he does not want to have anything to do with you or your bastard baby." Her words hit me hard.My child was no bastard."He can't," I stammered because I saw him r
I blinked back the excess sunlight and shielded my eyes with my hand when I regained consciousness. My head hurt slightly but I was alive."Damn it girl," a familiar voice filled with concern rang through my ears before I could catch a glimpse of the company around me."Hi," I muttered the words as I struggled to my sit upright. "Hey, be careful." Sabrina my best friend helped me to a sitting position. "What do you think you are doing to yourself?" I saw the lines of worry on her forehead as she squeezed my arm gently. I didn't need a lecture, I wanted to know what happened to me."What happened?" I asked in the loudest tone I could but it still came out a whisper. The sadness in her eyes fueled my curiosity, "Brina, where..." she shook her head and I trailed off.If not anyone I had surely informed Sabrina about my pregnancy. "I didn't lose it right?" I asked still hopeful."I'm sorry baby girl but I couldn't get here fast enough after your call and I met you in a really bad stat
DravenDraven arched an eyebrow when Aveline snapped back at him with her words.He rose from his chair and placed his hands on the table. His broad shoulders were very visible, and his hair bounced upward, leaving the few strands just at the front of his innocent blue eyes that could capture one's heart with just a glance.His facial appearance was one to speak about also, but at this point, he was angry rather than confused. Aveline was still standing when he stood properly. "What did you think you are trying to do?" His deep baritone filled the room but Aveline was not fazed by it. Instead, she just shrugged. "I told you already, I'm packing my things," she heaved a deep sigh and opened her eyes. "I would be out of this place in an hour."Two lines appeared on Draven's face as he stared deeper into Aveline's eyes. "We both know you are doing this to make me beg you." "Ain't I saying the truth?" He added. A deep scoff escaped Aveline's throat. "I need nothing from you, Draven; I
MasonMason always loved to go for a run in the forest. Although his friend, Ethan advises him against it, he always replies with his favorite line."A wolf is not a wolf when he has not flexed his muscles and bones for days."While Ethan made a reasonable argument, the forest was not safe due to the Lycans who had taken charge of the place and built their clan in the center of the forest, they had to watch the way they moved to avoid being tracked down by the Lycans. Mason was the leader of the rogue wolves whose packs were destroyed due to one issue or the other and he got his position by getting into a fight with the leaders of each rogue wolf's pack and he won them all, making him the strongest and capable leader.That day was a bright one and the sun was up so early. He slipped out of the pack before Ethan would suspect anything and talk him out of it for the umpteenth time.Once out of the pack a reasonable distance, he shifted to his wolf form and raced towards the forest. The
AvelineI ran miles not knowing where I was running to. I didn't even stop to examine the place if it was the same area we came to the night I was taken. I just ran for my life.I didn't need anyone to tell me that it would not take long for the guards to notice my absence and once they did, they were going to come for me with all they had.Kade would go mad if he heard that I escaped. But I didn't mind. All I wanted to do was get home to my family. Only then can my mind be at rest.I need to tell Draven that his mother was in on the whole thing.I had since lost the traders a few miles into my race and looking back, I could not see a trace of them. Maybe they took another route.'Am I on the right path?' I asked myself when I ran into a forest filled with thick trees.It looked like the forest we passed that night before the pack but something did not seem right.The trees and the arrangement were just not in place.This forest was too thick, I could barely see the path before me. It
KadeKade had one plan in all of this and it was breaking Aveline to the point where she had no other option but to do whatever he wanted her to do.While he was at Betty's school, he took a picture of Betty staring at the gift he got her with a broad smile on her face and he took another picture with Betty showing the bracelet to the camera.He told the little girl that he was going to visit her mommy and that he would show her the pictures. It wasn't a lie about visiting Aveline and showing her the pictures because he was the one who took her away from Betty in the first place.After causing chaos in Draven's mansion, he returned to the clan to cause even more chaos with Aveline. Once she knows that he could lay his hands on Betty anytime he liked then maybe it would push her to sit up knowing that her daughter's life was at stake.He made his way to Aveline's room with a mischievous smile already playing on his face.Since Julian said he couldn't torture her physically anymore, h
Aveline Sleep the previous night was crap. I could barely close my eyes. All that went through my head was the image of me back to the pack, holding my daughter Betty close to my arms and hugging my friend so tight.I also thought about the things that could go wrong and how powerless I was to put up a fight but Angel's voice kept reminding me that no matter what happens tomorrow, I run and never look back until I leave the gates.I know that she is risking her life to get me out and she is trading carefully too but what if something goes wrong and they punish her for it or even kill her in the process? Then I would live knowing that a young girl's blood was spilled for my sake.Maybe it was because I didn't sleep through the night but the time went by fast and it was morning. "Wake up sleepy head. Get ready for the signal I am going to give you. Once you see it, you'll walk into the bush part by the market and quickly change your clothes into this one and I'll do your makeup there
AvelineJust as the she-wolf said, she found an escape plan and we were going on about it for days. We had to make sure it worked out perfectly because one mistake could cause us both our heads.She told me that all the while I was looking for her, she was out of the clan. She escaped as the market people were going out of the clan after the day's sales.And came back the day she did when they were coming back as well. She found an excuse to give the clan's officials who noticed her missing but didn't care much since she was a slave."If we can execute this perfectly then you will be out of here by the next market day." She told me that day and I remembered smiling at her words.I would love nothing more than to leave the shit hole I found myself that has brought nothing but pain to my life."How do I get out unnoticed?" I asked with worry etched on my face. "It must have been easy for you to go out because you are a slave, not someone who is wanted like me." "I think I have a soluti
JulianHe ran after Sabrina who in turn ran after the man who snatched her bag.She was cursing all along.The thief ran into a street, a street Julian knew well enough and he followed another route to block the thief. He knew where the thief was running to and the last thing he wanted was to be seen."Stop! Turn around slowly and drop the bag." Julian ordered when he got close enough but the thief didn't stop for five seconds and then he suddenly paused and stopped as though Julian's words replayed in his head and it rang a bell.He turned around as instructed and his eyes widened in shock. Sabrina ran in just in time to see him shaking with fear."J-Ju- King!" He stuttered, his hands to his head as the bag fell off his hand. Sabrina was surprised by his reaction and she shifted glances between the man and Julian."You can go. Don't tell anyone you saw me." Julian whispered and the man nodded vehemently before running away.Sabrina was even more confused. Why did Julian tell him not
SabrinaJust like she expected, the next day was a busy one and she didn't even get to eat breakfast.Sabrina and Julian had a meeting with the company's board members to discuss the process of penetrating the market and it was a long one.A lot of ideas were thrown on the table but due to the location, a lot of them would not be effective so they all had to brainstorm and come up with something better.By the time the meeting was adjourned, it was late noon already.While the board members cleared their tables and left the hall, Sabrina took her time picking her things up. She was so careful not to miss a step or act clumsily out of hunger and exhaustion. No other person seemed to notice her but of course, one person did, and it was Julian. He walked right up to her with a subtle smile. Now, he was not a man of many smiles but he had been smiling whenever he was around Sabrina. Maybe he had not noticed it yet or maybe he thinks it's a part of his fun games but he will, soon enough.
Sabrina"How dare you bring me to a motel? You think I'm one of those cheap sluts you play around with as you will?" Sabrina fumed, ignoring the look of total confusion her words brought to Julian's face. "Read my lips you scumbag, I do not want to do anything of that sort with you. Hell, I don't even want to be in the same space as you are and I'm barely coping..." Sabrina was raging on and on and it seemed like the more she spoke, the more angry she became so Julian tried to calm her down."Wait, wait, you think this is a motel?" He asked with a chuckle. He had no idea why he warmed up to the lady despite her fierceness. Maybe that was what intrigued him in the first place.Sabrina stopped raving and just stared daggers at him."You think I want to do something of that sort with you?" Julian asked again, a subtle smile of amusement on his face."Of course! Why else will you bring me here instead of taking me to the hotel we booked? This is not the name of the hotel. And why would y
JULIAN The day Julian and Sabrina were meant to travel finally arrived, and they both made their way into the private jet that was waiting for them at the airport. Immediately after they stepped inside, Julian noticed the change in Sabrina's expression, and it was quite easy for him to tell what the cause for her sudden change in expression was. “Why are the chairs so close to each other?” She questioned, slowly moving to one of them, while he moved to the other. “I am not the one that built this jet, so I have no answer to the question that you just asked me,” Julian replied as he slumped down into one. “It was a rhetorical question; you didn't need to answer it,” she replied with a quite feisty tone. “If it were up to me, I wouldn't have minded the chairs being so far away from each other,” she muttered under her breath. Julian turned to stare at her with the same amused expression that always finds its way to his face whenever his eyes land on the embodiment of beauty sittin