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Alpha Atticus POV “What..what is she doing here?” I managed to ask in a low voice. I’m still shackled to the ceiling and my feets are dragging on the floor. I'm too weak to stand up straight. My body aches everywhere but I fight my own will to keep alert. I want to know what Philip is up to bringing Viviane to this shithole. Philip is not in his right mindset, he definitely lost it and became mad like his grandfather. Prince Pierre was diagnosed with schizophrenia and had to be interned in an asylum for the rest of his days. “Well, well, well. Tsk. Atticus, you look like shit and smell like it too,” he said scrunching his face, it took him just a moment to take out a handkerchief from his pocket to cover his mouth and nose, “Where are your manners, dog? Can’t you see you have visitors?” He kicked me but I did not move. “Stop it! Don’t you see he is weak? What have you done to him?” Viviane came close to me but Philip stopped her before she could reach me. His grip on her arm
Viviane POV "I believe in you, Selene, thank you”. I closed my eyes and held my hands close to my chest when I muttered to myself these words. But apparently one of the girls who was helping me get ready heard me, "What was that Princess, do you need anything?" she asked. “No, no, is nothing. You shall begin with the preparations." I dismissed her with my hand. Soon the girls started to dress me in a Vera Wang gown, ironically it was the wedding dress Philip had chosen for me when I was his betrothed but now it seemed so wrong to wear that my eyes stinged with tears I refused to shed. Anger rippled my body and I desire to cry overtook me, but I mustered all my strength not to let one tear down my cheek, I won't give Phillip the satisfaction of seeing me defeated. The two girls that started doing my hair and makeup soon realized I was not a happy bride and their once chatty conversation turned into hushed whispers between them. All I managed to capture from their interaction
Alpha Atticus “So, how is it going to be, Atticus? A rejection or do you want me to fuck her senseless in front of you?” Philip laughed maniacally. There is no way he will see me crumble at his feet, I may be battered and on the brink of death but I’m an Alpha. I heaved a deep breath and said sternly, “I will get you for this, Philip, mark my words.” It took me a lot to look at my mate, the only woman I have ever wanted as she is shedding her tears in silence. “I, Atticus Rudolf Greenway, Alpha of the Greenway Pack, reject you, Lady Viviane Sinclair as my mate and righteous Luna. I set you free of the mate's bond. May the goddess forgive us.” Tears of impotence welling in my eyes are the only thing I feel now that the bond has been severed. With each word came an unbearable pain, like hot coils rubbed against my chest. I felt my heart break in many tiny pieces but I had no choice but to comply with Philip’s wish. Forgive me, please. I pleaded with Zeus who was howling aguishly i
Alpha Atticus “It can be, you are dead. The press said your car went overboard and you both perished at sea.” I said in astonishment. “Ouch. It’s nice to see you too, bro,” said my best friend and my mirror image who is now standing before me. We look exactly the same apart from some scars I have acquired over the years. He helps me out of my chains, I managed to stand up with his help, draping an arm around his shoulders for support. He removes the shackles, and to my dismay, I don't stumble once I’m free. I feel getting stronger,the surge of power from my wolf telling me he has returned and with him, the ability to heal. "Where have you been all this time? More importantly, how did you find me? It was odd that he appeared in such a critical time after so many years. He handed me clothes, once dressed I pat my friend’s shoulder and looked him in the eyes. Paul sighs, “I owe you an apology for not coming sooner to your aid. After Merari and I decided to elope, we had to hide, an
Alpha Atticus In moments like this I hate not being able to mindlink Viviane. We never got the chance to claim each other and now we don’t share a tether connection. It’s hard to see her using all her energy and I can’t stand that my wolf can’t help her carry the burden. A rejection took place and technically we are no longer mates, but in my heart, she is the only woman I want and I’ll do anything to have her again. I’ll bargain with the devil himself if I have to. I would go to the end of the world if it is what it takes to keep her away from harm. Viviane is my soulmate and nothing can’t change that, not even the rejection of the bond. Though I’m focusing on her, my eyes are scanning my surroundings for any sign of an attack. Could I be imagining things, though? The mere sight in front of me is out of this world. I have never seen a manifestation of such power before. Viviane’s hands are glowing a bright white light and she has her hands firmly clasped to the side of Phillip’s h
Alpha Atticus Finally, after a tortuous day we are on our way back to the place where I’ve lived for so many years and now takes another meaning, home. I’m blessed that my mother is back in my life again and that I have a strong pack. The realization of a better future dawns on me and makes my heart feel whole again. While I was away, I knew my people were safe under the guardianship of the other Alphas and warriors, but it doesn’t escape my mind that I have much to deal with when I get there. Beta Jack talked to the pack and they had knowledge of my kidnapping but they didn't know the extent of my captivity or how much I suffered. While I was being hurt and tortured, I did not want my people to feel what I was going through. I shut my walls to the tether that binds me to Greenway Pack not wanting to disclose a full connection hoping to save them the pain I endured because of my love for Viviane, for choosing her. I don't care if I have to die a thousand deaths because of my mate, I
Viviane POV I remember the chaos erupting around us when Atticus came through the blasted doors. Pews went flying in the air, loose leaves mingled with the white doves that we were going to set free as a symbol of our union once we were done with the ceremony. I was dumbfounded to say the least, my heart did a somersault in my chest, “He came for us,” Harmony said excitedly in my head. “Yes, our mate kept his promise.” I certainly did not expect to see him of all people and what hurt me the most was that he saw me getting married to another man, or worse, none other than his enemy. I wanted to cry happy tears for seeing him again, our own wedding was scheduled to take place next week. My eyes lit the moment our gazes met, an urge to run to his arms surged through me like a bolt of lightning but I stood rooted beside Philip, refraining to do so as Atticus shook his head signaling me not to do anything. It all happened so fast, Atticus and Philip exchanged hard words, threatening
Alpha Atticus POV I enjoy teasing my little mate knowing she can be a bit prudish sometimes, something I will be remadiating any time soon. For now, I’m finding it amusing to see her cheeks go crimson red, “What is it, princess, afraid of the big bad wolf?” I said. Still smirking, I suck on my bottom lip in a sensual way expecting to see if I can capture her attention. I think it is working because the smell of her arousal is hitting me, overwhelming me and making my nostrils flare at the same time her legs clamped together in a movement too obvious to miss. "Don't worry, my love, I will take care of you." I assured her to quiet down her nervousness. We have been apart for a couple of days and she needs to get used to being around me again. She doesn't have to feel embarrassed or ashamed for expressing her love and passion to me. Werewolves are hot and lusty creatures, if we are not hunting we are fucking, everything w e do is to satiate our primal instinct. I know just what my lit