DIANA's POV:Fuck! I dodged her keen-edged fangs seeing that they were baring at me like a large set of sharpened knives. Crouching on the floor, I took a swift turn before the huge, blood-red wolf could pummel me with its large paws. As her wolf barreled to run straight to my direction, her tail had swung against the bathroom mirror, shattering it to a thousand pieces on the tiled floor. The blood wolf releases a menacing growl before it launched itself towards me. Spinning on my heel, I bolted towards the door, but before I could get my hands on the knob, I feel the strong, sharp claws of the blood wolf rip my dress clean off the top of my body. My blood gushed from my skin uncontrollably. I screamed out of pain that seared through me. The same excruciating pain that forced me on my knees while each piece of broken glass tore my skin abruptly, and I hissed. My beast, Luna, swore to tear her heart out where she stood for daring to lay her disgusting paws on my gorgeous body. I
ELEANOR’S POVHow would you feel if your mate carried another woman in his arms while you were sitting on the floor, completely naked and trembling from the cold? How would you feel if the woman he’s carrying now in his arms is not just any woman, but a woman he loved in the past decade; his ex-girlfriend?Because I feel like shit. After being left alone and yelled at by my own mate and the father of my child, I didn’t know what else to do but curl up and hide in a corner. Luckily, my torn dress has turned into a comforter, able to cover most of my body underneath its thick and silky fabric. It was warm and at the very least, I wasn’t shivering from the cold.I shifted in my position as something twisted painfully in my stomach. Suddenly, the look of disappointment and shock in my mate’s eyes crossed my mind. Reminding me of the feeling of being controlled by his demand, how he used his aura to force me to stand down and Ares to withdraw unwillingly. Ares decided not to say a word even
ALEXANDER’S POVAs I strode to the clinic, I felt like I’d run a thousand—mile marathon yet I still haven’t reached the place. Diana’s soft whimpers filled my ears each time I jumped or turned in another direction as I headed to the clinic. I growl in annoyance. Why the fuck is the clinic this far from the pack house? That for sure is gonna change as soon as I’m done here.“Fuck!” I made a leap when blood splattered on the ground at the same time my foot landed. It was Diana’s blood.Glancing down, I see Diana’s face turn pale and shit, I spot blood smeared all over her arms. Her canines slowly retreating, her claws descending back to where they belong.Her eyes are closed, and I couldn’t help but admire her thick, long lashes sweeping her bottom eyes.My heart raced, and once again I was reminded of my Diana, the woman I loved. The woman who used to stare up at me with those big, round, innocent eyes, gazing deep into me. It was apparent her gaze reached even my heart, securing a plac
DIANA’s POV I wake up feeling like a thousand needles were pricking my skin. My head is throbbing and as I go to move, I hiss at the shocking pain that shoots up my spine. Clenching my eyes, I gnash my teeth and groan knowing my back had just grazed the bloody surface I was lying on. Looking around, I find myself in a hospital bed. White porcelain ceilings, basically an empty room, except for the chair and small side table sitting right next to me. I sniff the air, noting a bitter smell with subtle undertones of alcohol and solvents. Looking around, I think to myself. Where the heck am I? My ears burst at the sharp sound of ringing. I feel like my head is near to explode. I…remember following Eleanor to the bathroom, remember deliberately pushing her farther and getting in good with her until Alex walks into the room to witness the scene. Just in time to see me whimpering pathetically on the floor while Eleanor stands right where I needed her to be. In an offensive position snarlin
DIANA I watch in disbelief as Alex opens the double doors, slamming them behind him. Pressing my palm against my cheek, I gently pinch it only to whimper as the pain bites me, extinguishing every last sliver of hope that makes me believe it didn’t happen. That he did not just hit me in the face with his own hands. That he didn’t just threaten to kill me, the love of his life for the past ten years. My cheeks still stung, but not as strong or painful as the blow I received in my heart. Or was it, my pride? I wasn’t so sure, yet I do know one thing. He will not get away with this. Especially Eleanor. I will have his heart, one way or another. Even if it takes Eleanor’s life to do just that. I won't let anything get in my way. Not when I'm this close to reaching my freedom. And power, on top of that. The throne of the Lycan queen will never be hers as long as I'm here. Alive and breathing. I let my hands fall to my sides before darting my eyes to the she-wolf doctor staring at me wid
ELEANOR’S POV The feeling of being watched kept on getting under my skin. Yet when I glance around, I couldn’t seem to find anyone or sense a presence lingering by. I turn my attention back to the door, thinking it was nothing. As I make my way to the basement where I overheard Alex and Elijah speak of as the prison ward, I immediately made a mental note to come here once I get the chance to be alone. Alex had refused to tell me where my father was, and it’s no use trying to force it out of him, so I had snooped around and collected the information all by myself. I understood why Alex had to hide it from me, though. He wanted me safe, and for someone like Marcus who put me through living hell in his own prison cell for several days, it was no wonder why he wouldn’t believe I would not experience the same hell when I stand within even a ten-feet distance from the man. Yet, I needed to ask Marcus, my father, something extremely important and I don’t want Alex hearing about it either j
ELEANORHow did she find me here? Was she following me all along? Turning ninety degrees from my position, I glare at Diana who stood with a sly smile plastered on her face. Her devilish grin telling me she had something up her sleeve. Or worse.My eyes scan her appearance. She wore a plain shirt and jeans. Last time I saw her, she had gone all the way out. It's weird how her appearance had suddenly gone through a drastic change merely because of her poor choice in clothing. Her clothes were all wrinkled, her hair disheveled. She didn't even had any makeup on, and as I squint my eyes, I notice a red mark imprinted on the side of her face. As though she'd been hit by someone.I shrug it off, thinking it was because she just came from the clinic. Alex doesn't seem to be with her. Did something happen?"Why are you here?" I ask, my brows knit.She snorts before taking a step further into the room."Aren't I supposed to be asking that question?" She says, raising her brow as she shifted i
DIANAStriding out the door, I glance around and bolt towards the closest room my eyes could find before closing the door quietly behind me. Panting, I clench my teeth and glare at the cement wall while I go over the scenes that had just happened down the prison cells.Balling my fists by my sides, I exhale into the air a curse meant for that bitch who was fucking stupid enough to get herself pregnant. Since when did even they start f*cking each other? I groan, suddenly feeling the urge to vomit as I picture the two of them together creating an intimate scene. Urgh. Alex was supposed to be f*cking me, adoring me, spoiling me. He was supposed to be my chosen and I was supposed to be his. I promised him that, yet I wasn't so sure if he did the same thing to me back. In fact, I never knew him to be a person fond of intimacy, but every time I see him touching Eleanor in such a way he's never done to me before, I couldn't help but itch to claw that woman's face and rip her f*cking head off