After being abused by everyone, Elena’s life took a dramatic turn when she was rescued by Alpha Xavier. To save her life, she became the replacement for his bride who died on the wedding day which was rumored to be the Alpha’s doing. Shrouded with dark rumors, Alpha Xavier was known as a heartless tyrant who cared about nothing but his power. To him, as long as he controlled his world, nothing else mattered. Until Elena. She’s everything he never expected. ~~ Follow me on ig author_ilma ~~
View MoreElenaAs Xavier pulled me out of the grand hall, the murmur of the guests faded behind us. The heavy doors closed behind us, leaving us in the quiet of the dimly lit corridor. Leaving my hand, he led me to the grand double staircase in the foyer, framed by gilded railings and dark walls. The black-gold marble floors mirrored the dramatic luxury while a huge chandelier cast a regal glow.His long legs helped him to climb those large stairs effortlessly quite sooner than me. But as soon as he stepped on the second floor, he stood there.When I got there, I almost ran back confronting a middle-aged woman with a stern expression on her face. Her silver hair was pulled back, and her eyes were a deeper shade of blue.*Ivana is her name. She is his mother.* Sameera piped up, confirming my worst fear.I swallowed my breath and instinctively moved closer to Xavier, half-hiding behind him. If he dragged me into this mess, he must explain it to them himself as well.“Where is Amara?” was the fi
Elena “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I scoffed as I stared at my reflection in the full-length mirror. The wedding gown felt like an elaborate prison of ivory silk and pearls, its heavy train towing behind me. My hair was pinned up in an intricate twist, with delicate curls framing my face. “Relax, Ellie.” Sameera, my inner wolf, quipped. “You look like a princess, even if it’s the kind who’s locked in a tower.” I sighed as I adjusted the veil that fell over my face. “Save the fairy tale metaphors for later. I am already a prisoner or maybe worse.” Earlier when the makeup artist entered the room to doll me up, she looked terrified. It was either she expected someone else, or the bruises on my face really concerned her. Before I could sink deeper into my self-pity session, a maid knocked on the door, “Luna, it’s time.” After she left, I took a deep breath and walked toward the grand oak doors, followed by a few maids. Each step felt like a drumbeat, mirroring my anxiety. When th
Elena“Get up, you worthless mutt! How dare you refuse to mate with Alpha?” Derek, one of the warriors, snarled.I lay on the cold, filthy floor of the packhouse, my body screaming in pain from all the lashes from his dagger, all the wounds from numerous last times.“Bitch.” Taking too much pleasure in his work, he yanked me to my feet, his fingers digging into my arm with a bruising grip. “You think now you are special because you got your wolf?” I bit back a whimper, meeting his glare with a hollow gaze. Thirteen years of this. Thirteen years of pain so constant it had become a part of me. I was five when my parents abandoned me in a forest and the Bluemoon pack rescued me. They raised me with a promise of making me a warrior. But what they did was to make me their fucking slave.*We must survive. That’s all that matters now.* Sameera, my wolf, murmured weakly. Her voice, too, was weak. We had hoped that finding each other on my eighteenth birthday would bring us some solace, but t
Elena“Get up, you worthless mutt! How dare you refuse to mate with Alpha?” Derek, one of the warriors, snarled.I lay on the cold, filthy floor of the packhouse, my body screaming in pain from all the lashes from his dagger, all the wounds from numerous last times.“Bitch.” Taking too much pleasure in his work, he yanked me to my feet, his fingers digging into my arm with a bruising grip. “You think now you are special because you got your wolf?” I bit back a whimper, meeting his glare with a hollow gaze. Thirteen years of this. Thirteen years of pain so constant it had become a part of me. I was five when my parents abandoned me in a forest and the Bluemoon pack rescued me. They raised me with a promise of making me a warrior. But what they did was to make me their fucking slave.*We must survive. That’s all that matters now.* Sameera, my wolf, murmured weakly. Her voice, too, was weak. We had hoped that finding each other on my eighteenth birthday would bring us some solace, but t...
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