Naya's POVI'm no longer a virgin. Erus did his thing with me and left me alone, wrapped in his bloodstained sheet. I was very ashamed of myself and cried, but some servants came into the room, took me back to mine, and cleaned me up. It has been one of the most disturbing in my life and I wonder if Erus hates me now because he left the room after he was done and I've not seen him since that day. Luna Bloodton has surprisingly got off my back too. She is not there to tell me me that I've gotten bloated, and I'm afraid, she never came to ask me if I did something wrong to piss her son off. I've been in my bed, depression eating me away. I can't bring myself to tell Sherry what happened, and I desperately want to call my mother, but I know that is just going to be putting both of us into trouble. The door of my bedroom suddenly opens with a big bang and Luna Bloodton walks in majestically. I struggle to stand up because of the slight pain I still feel between my legs. I bow to her
Naya's POV I have just finished taking my shower when one of the servants comes to inform me that my teacher has come. Yes, I might be married to the Alpha, but that doesn't mean that I am still a highschool kid that needs to finish school soon. I grab my things and walk downstairs. There is Miss Dallas, looking around with bewilderment in her eyes. She jumps up as soon as she sees me and I almost break down when she opens up her arms to me. She hugs me very tightly and I hear myself sobbing quietly. It's been so long since anyone hugged me and I have been dying for a hug for a very long time. “I'm so happy for you, Naya.” She whispers. “I know that you have always been a promising child. Look at what you have achieved.” I want to remind her that I haven't done anything. I just somehow got mated to the Alpha and I want to tell her that this is not as nice as she thinks. This is hell. I sit down and she sits close to me. Taking out the books from her bag. “So, Mrs Bloodton,”
Naya's POV Immediately after my mother slapped me, I burst into tears. I have been fighting so many demons for long, trying to keep my sanity, but my mother slapping me has shattered everything holding me together. I was yearning for a hug, I have missed my mother so much, but the first thing that she does is slap me?! Her lips are thinly pressed together and her right hand is held in a loose fist. “How dare you? How dare you become so disrespectful to your mother-in-law? Have you no manners?! Have I not been a good mother to you?” I cry even harder. I look at the door and there is Luna Bloodton, leaning against the frame with a satisfied look on her face. I fall on my knees and cry into my hands. It's obvious that she was very hurt by the outburst from me refusing to take their family name and she has called my mother to back her up. My mother has never hit me before, no. I have been disciplined many times, but she has never hit me in my life. We were too close and she never
Naya's POV My plan is very simple, and I am to kick start it before Erus returns from one of his never ending trips. I felt terrible because from the night he took my virginity, he jetted off to another part of the country, but I am grateful because it has given me the time to brood over myself. Erus and his mother didn't think much of me at all. I am supposed to be like an expensive doll on a shelf, an accessory that was quickly forgotten almost immediately after purchase. The Bloodton family is a trap and I need to get myself out as soon as possible. I don't know how I am going to get out without putting my mother and I in danger, but I know what the first step is going to be. I have to take it. It's hard. I have had sex only once in my life and I am too scared to even try to reminisce about what happened that night. I am cringy and shy when it comes to the topic of sex, but for my plan, I have to become a pro at intimacy and all things sex. I wake up in the morning, my brai
Naya's POV Three days, that's how long it took for Sherry to turn me into a classic whore. It's hard for Sherry, because she has to verbally instruct and describe everything for me. It's cringy for me, but I try my best and I think I have done my best. The day that Erus is supposed to come back, I wake up very early in the morning and take a two hour bath, the longest I have ever had in my life. I wash every inch and corner of my body and make sure my hair is in the best shape it has been. I remove every hair from my legs, arms, and by privates. I don't know what Erus' preference is, but Sherry said men usually like it when women aren't hairy like a wild animal. After everything, I go through the closest and find myself in two outfits. One that I am going to wear during the day, and another when he comes back at night– more intimate and appealing for him. I go downstairs to see the servants working, cleaning every corner of the house. Turns out that I'm not the only one who is
Erus' POV It's a fifteen hours flight and all I want is just to go to bed. Imagine my surprise when I find my young wife sleeping with her head on the dining table. Naya. I have been thinking about her since the moment that I traveled weeks ago. The last time I saw her was about two weeks ago, after our wedding night. I don't know who told her that it's a good idea to stay awake around this ungodly hour, but I tell her to go to bed. I see her face fall, but I don't care. She shouldn't be awake, I know it's because of me, but I don't want that. “We have taken your stuff up to the room,” my driver, Jeff, says. “Thank you,” I nod as I go upstairs. I am undoing my cuffs. The first thing I do when I get into the room is to jump into the shower. The water feels great, I am so glad to be back home for a few days of rest. I don't check on my mum, because I know that she is going to be asleep by now. I put on my pajama pants and without a shirt, I go to sleep. I have a weird sleeping
Naya's POV His eyes turn dark with anger and he is looking at me as if he wants to kill me. His hands are firmly around my waist, but I still won't move. This is my plan and if he doesn't accept my request, we are going to be here for a long time. I know he is close to coming, Sherry described it would be like for a man when he is just about to get to climax and all the signs are being displayed by Erus. He looks very mad at me right now and I know that he can overpower me and take what he wants, but where is the fun in that? “Is this a joke, Naya?” He asks, blowing out hot air. “Tell me that I can keep my name,” I repeat myself. “that I will remain Naya Woods for as long as I remain in your house and am your wife.” He shuts his eyes and grimaces from the frustration. It is funny to see the alpha in this situation, it's kind of pleasuring to have such a strong man under my thumb. “You have no idea what you are doing, Naya–” I shut him up by moving a little and stopping almost
Naya's POV I am so happy that I have Erus on my side now. I can manipulate his mother by making her think I am the most faithful wife, and I can also have Erus under my thumb. That's the only way that this house can be tolerable for me. Until I am able to get out of here. I left my bedroom today with a very happy smile on my face. Fillipia smiles when I greet her and she allows me to help her make breakfast for Erus. If I thought that Luna Bloodton was picky with her food, Erus is ten times worse. Fillipia works with breath stilling precision and after she is done, she wipes the corner of the plates with great care. All this to prepare a meal for Erus that there is a seventy percent chance that he might not eat. If he rejects the food, they will return it to the kitchen and decide on who is going to eat it. Then they will go through the same process again in the evening… She pours a cup of expensive tea. Tea that cost more than my mother's yearly income. She tells me how t
Naya's POV I walk into the hospital, still thinking about what Brandon said to me. Fortunately, I can't think long for it, because I have to jump right into work and start to treat my patients. Pat pushes a cart when she sights me stitching someone's hand up. “Hey, Naya,” she comes up to me. “I have been looking for you, where have you been?” “I'm sorry, I have just been too busy.” I smile at her. She leans forward and whispers to me. “Did you hear that the witch is back?” “The witch?” I frown. *Who is a witch around here?” “Matron Vanessa.” She says. “She is like the dictator of this place and she doesn't care who anyone else, we all have to lick her ass.” Nurse Vanessa?! Mary's friend? I was told about her already and I was looking forwards to meeting her. I didn't know that she was a taskmaster to everyone here. Now, I have to be weary of her. “Damn, I didn't know that's she's like that. Do you think that I should be worried?” “Your skills has travelled aroun
Naya's POV Erus is going to come again and I am feeling so nervous. Sometimes, I think I have made a mistake by asking him to come see Jordan, but maybe it's not a mistake. He would have found out anyway, it's just a matter of time, and would have forgiven me if he knew that I hid her from him for so long? I mean, he is angry now, but it would have been worse. I am making pancakes for Jordan. Before I have to take her to school, she is sipping her hot cocoa drink, and seems to have so many thoughts in her young wandering mind. “That man is my father?” She looks up at me. “Yes, sweetie, that's your father.” I smile. “Aren't you happy to finally meet him?” “Why hasn't he been living with us?” She blurts out. “All my friends' fathers live in the same house with them.” I heave and flip the pancakes. Where do I start from, my sweet Jordan? “Your dad has just been busy, that's why. But hey, he is here now and that's all that matters.” I take the pancakes and put them in front of
Erus' POV Suddenly, I am no longer too tired to get anything done. I get into the car and Brandon drives me away without security. He takes me to one of our abandoned bunkers, which is located in the outskirts of the city, and I meet two vans outside. My men are still inside there, I know it would take a lot of manpower to capture the rogue and keep him contained. “Brandon, you will remain in the car.” I instruct him as I unlock the door. “No, sir, I want to go with you. Maybe you might need me, I don't know.” Brandon insists. I turn to look at him. “Brandon, a rogue is very dangerous to werewolves, do you think you can survive them as a mere human?” Brandon runs his hands over the steering wheel. “Please, sir, don't make me stay in the car. I have my silver knife and I have been going to the gym for months now. I can take care of myself.” I sigh. If he insists, who am I to stop him from dying? We both walk into the bunker and we are met with darkness. Darkness so dense that
Erus' POV Naya was scared to her bones when I walked out of the house. I know that she is terrified because of how I speak to her, but I have to let her know that I am going to give it to her easily. Even though she raised my daughter all by herself for seven years, that doesn't justify the fact that she took my daughter from me for those years. I lived for seven years, mourning a daughter I never knew and a wife I barely got to love. Yes my mother and I gave her a hard time, but she stole seven years from my daughter's life. She should know that I will have my eyes on her from now on. If she makes any move to leave the city with my child, then she will force my hand to punish her for running in the first place. I will become a good father to Jordan, but I don't know what I am going to do with Naya. She is so… complicated. But it's hard to pretend. It's hard to pretend that she is not my mate anymore, it's hard to pretend that I have slept with a ton of women in seven years and
Naya's POV “What? I tried to kill her?” My jaw tightens. How dare him try to say that about me?! He thinks he has the moral high ground?! He doesn't answer me, he stands up and starts to head up the stairs, even though he doesn't know anywhere else in the house. “Her bedroom?” He requests. I open the door of her bedroom and he slowly lowers her to the bed and kisses her forehead. Thankfully, she doesn't wake up. He steps out and locks the door after him. “You think I tried it kill Jordan?” I ask him with spite. “Do you know that she is the only reason that life is worth living for me? I lost everything!” “I know you tried to kill yourself and Jordan the night you gave birth to her. I don't know why you would do something stupid like that, but I'm glad that Jordan is alive.” Painful tears fills my eyes. He has never changed and even though I never let my guard down around him, his painful words still hurts me. “Damn, Erus, you are still the same after all these years.” I chuc
Erus' POV Seeing her cry is synonymous to having a dagger brutally slammed into my chest over and over again. She quickly wipes her tears away as inhales to calm herself. “Promise me. Promise me that you won't hurt that girl like you did me.” “I swear it.” I promise her. “I'll be the best person she has ever met.” She unlocks the door and gets into the house. I expect the little angel to run down the stairs and welcome her mother, but the house is so quiet. “Um, you can sit.” She points to the chairs. I lower myself and sit down. This used to be her mother's house. Yes, I have come here a few times, but I have ever been inside. I didn't know that her mother died and I felt sorry. I wanted to help Eva Woods, but she still held a grudge about what my family and I did to her daughter, and she refused any help from me. I respected her decision and stayed away from her. It was not easy as I wanted to make things right with her, but I was respectful enough not to add to her pain…N
Naya's POV “How is Jordan?” He suddenly asks me. “Look, Erus, I'm not talking about my daughter. She is off limits.” I look away. “Are you seriously going to do this forever?” He huffs. “I'm only trying to protect her.” I say. “I don't know if this is a game to you, but it's not funny. She is important to me.” Tears fell in my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away. I'm going to use everything I have to protect my daughter from him. He makes a sharp turn and chases the lane. My heart jumps into my throat, he is going to try to kill me! “Relax, Naya. I just want to get something.” He glances at me. I don't believe him, my hand is on the door, I will scream for help if he tries anything funny. (It might not work because he is the Alpha and runs the city, but I am willing to try). Luckily for me, he doesn't try to kill me. He only pulls up at a fast food place. He turns off the car and comes to my side and opens the door. “Care to come in?” He offers. “Erus, I'd rather die than
Naya's POV Did he just say he is going to take me home? Who the hell does he think he is? My father? “You don't have to worry about that, I can see myself home.” I take off my gloves. “I am very much capable of taking care of myself.” “And what am I going to do if someone or something snatches you on your way home? What am I going to tell Jordan?” He asks. I stop and stare at me. He doesn't know this, but he is getting on my last nerve. “I’m fine.” I huff. “You won't have to explain anything to Jordan. She is not even going to meet you.” His face takes a stern form. He looks as if I have just threatened his existence. “Come on, let's go.” He points to the door. “Brandon will deliver your car to your house while I drive you.” “I said I can get home on my own!” “I wasn't asking you, Naya.” He tells me. There he is, the bully. He thinks I'm still a teenager, he wants to force me to do what he wants.“I have two more hours to go.” I pick up the tray. “Just leave me alone.” “I w
Erus' POV I have to end my meeting very quickly because, according to Brandon, there has been an emergency. Immediately I end the meeting and enter the car, Brandon shows me some very disturbing pictures of a man lying in a hospital bed. “This man was attacked days ago in the forest.” Brandon says. “Why wasn't I informed about it immediately?” “Because they thought that he would get better, but he hasn't.” Brandon says. “In fact, he is getting worse as the days go by.” Brandon licks his lips as he looks into the mirror, I can tell that he has more to say. So I clear my throat and look ahead. “Drive, give us a minute.” “Yes, Alpha.” The driver gets out of the car. Brandon turns to me with haste. “It's a rogue, sir.” “That's impossible,” I grunt. “My father banished all of them before his death, there are no rogues in Moonclaw.” “Maybe, sir, maybe one of them sneaked into the city.” Brandon says. “The wounds are too fatal, and the fact that they refused to heal, I think that