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
Erus' POV I know that Naya will leave my room and cry and cry about what I have said to her, but I don't feel sorry for her. She has started to become too comfortable and I am not alright with that. The fact that she and I somehow got entangled into a mate bond doesn't mean shit to me. She is still a third class citizen in my city and it's annoying enough to be associated with her. What's the saying? No amount of water can make a pig clean enough to be king. Just after she has left, Fillipia knock on my door and comes in. She knows what she has done, so she immediately falls to her knees with her hands clasps in front of her. “Alpha, I am gravely sorry. Your wife, she–” “Naya.” I correct her with a growl. “Naya,” she nods as she takes the correction. “She insisted on helping and I was sure that she is just excited to be of service to you, just like any of us. I should have sought proper permission first. I apologize, my lord.” I don't look at her, I am glued to the scr
Naya's POV I go through my stuff and turn my room upside down. I can't find my phone. I know that Luna Bloodton is very nosy, but I hid it very well and can't believe that someone has taken my phone, my most priced possession. I am tempted to confront Luna Bloodton about it, but I know that no matter how gentle I am about it, I will get into trouble. Gosh, what am I going to do? Those small midnight chats with Sherry are what keeps me sane in this hell of a place. I go downstairs and I see Fillipia. She seize her breath and holds contact with me. “Miss Naya, good morning, is there anything you want?” She asks with an odd tone. She has been odd since I took breakfast to Erus and he rejected it. I am sure that she got into trouble. “Um, did anyone go into my room? Maybe when I was in the shower?” I point behind me. She shakes her head even before I am done. “Except Mary, who cleans your room every morning, but you were there when she was cleaning the room…” Fillipia say
Erus' POV I step into the hall, the meeting is going to end in a few minutes and I canceled a few meetings to catch up with this. “All rise to salute the Alpha!” Everyone stands up and bows to me. I walk to the stage and sit next to Naya and my mother, both of them have the leisure of not bowing down like the others, they only stand and sit after I have.I am seated next to Naya, her hands are clasped in front of her and her eyes are looking straight ahead. One of the pack officials is still speaking and the hall is as quiet as a graveyard. Naya slowly turns her next to me and looks at me in my face. I furrow my eyebrow slightly. What's with the sour look on her face? Can't she see the cameras everywhere? I reach out and slightly brush my finger against the side of her chin. She blinks and stills immediately, she is not expecting that. Neither is my mother and the hundreds of people sitting down and looking at us. No one has seen me relate to my wife like this. I lean in and
Erus' POV “Really?” Naya asks. “I can just toss it out.” “Yeah, daddy. It's going to taste so terrible.” Jordan says with laughter. I can't believe that she is teasing her mother right in front of me. I ruffle her hair and walk over to her mother's side. “Let's be nice, Jordan. Try your mother's cake.” Naya cut some pieces for us, and I put it in my mouth. Jordan does the same, and her eyes are waiting for my reaction. Naya is holding her breath, she knows that she is going to be torn apart by us. “Wow, very tasty.” I mulch. Jordan nods too. “I like cake.” Naya looks at both of us, as if she knows that we are not telling the truth. “Come on, you guys don't have to lie to my face.” “It's good,Naya.” I said to her, Since she doesn't want to believe me, I cut an even bigger piece and stuff it into my mouth. Jordan grins with amusement, I guess that's the stillest thing she has ever seen me do. “I'm going to take some cake to lily,” Jordan grabs another piece of cake and rus
Naya's POV Erus just texted me, and never has my heart jumped so much with excitement. It's been weeks since we last saw him, and I hate to admit it, but I kind of miss him. Don't get it twisted, he is still a thorn in my flesh, but I miss him. Jordan misses him too. When I inform her that her dad is going to be here in a few hours, she stands up and twirls around in joy. “My daddy is back! My daddy is back!” I can't help but chuckle. “Yeah, so I guess you should put your toys away.” She immediately becomes obedient and starts to put them away. “Good girl. When you are done, I'll bathe you and then put you in a nice dress.” I stand up myself and head back to my bedroom. I look a mess, I have been in sweatpants for days now, and I haven't looked into the mirror. I blink at my reflection, and I almost flinch at the uneven bits of hair sticking here and there. I should have had there haircut a few days ago. I slip into the kitchen and start to take out stuff from the cupboard
Erus' POV I read through the proposal that Devon left on my table for a long while, and as I slip through the pages, I find out that his proposal is actually brilliant. This would actually put a whole lot of money in my pocket! I angrily pick up the telephone and punch Brandon's number in there. Today is supposed to be his day off, he doesn't even know that I'm back from my trip yet….He yawns when he picks up the phone. “... Erus Bloodton's office…” “Why didn't you tell me that Devon's proposal was this fucking great?” I slam it against the table. “Alpha? Is that you?” He asks, his voice has suddenly gotten clearer. “Don't tell me that you are drunk.” I sigh. “Why am I just seeing this proposal, Brandon? You are supposed to be bright and let me know when something this great is laying around!” Brandon drags a sigh. “Sir, I have kept that on top of all the work on your desk for like four weeks straight!” “Yeah, whatever.” I huff. “If something like this happens again and I
Naya's POV I should have turned around and ran, but my stupid legs won't move. I just hold on to my shopping basket as I stare at her. I still remember that night at the hospital that triggered my prolonged absence, and I still remember that she was one of the causes of it. Pam comes over to me, and puts her hands around me in a hug. I want to pull away, but I don't. Her hands feel so cold to me, so does her hug. “Girl, where the hell have you been?” She gently rocks my shoulders. Her wife stands beside her, her curious blue eyes flickering at me. “Is this she?” She points and whispers. “The Alpha's wife?” “Yes, yes, this is Naya Woods.” Pam nods. “Naya, this is my wife, Camilla.” I manage to smile at Camilla and shake her hand. “It's nice to meet you, Camilla.” Camilla smiles back, then Pam whispers something to her before she goes away. “I have been trying so hard to get in contact with you. We have all been worried about you. We thought you fled Bloodton again, or someth
Naya's POV Dropping Jordan off to school is an extreme sport. She is happy and bubbling, she doesn't know how shitty our lives are right now, and she doesn't know about the scary rogues that are crawling around the city. But it's okay, she deserves to be a happy girl. “Mum, can we get a happy meal after school?” She asks, looking out the window. “Of course, my love. As much as you want.” I smile at her. “And Daddy, can he come with us too?” She asks, playing with a strand of her hair. My breath stiffens, but I manage to keep my smile in place. “I don't think your Dad is available, cupcake, but I will give him a call.” I assure her. He has been away for some days now. He has pulled back on the phone calls too, so I'm not surprised that she is asking. I don't want to call him. If Erus isn't in my business, I take that as a breath of fresh air and stay away from his. After walking Jordan to the door, and her teacher flashes me a smile before taking her down the hall. I am abo
Naya's POV “ I know that you have gloated and relished in the fact that my son chose you over me, and kicked me out of the house that I've lived in for decades, but I need you to give your word that you won't say a thing about me being here.” My throat feels dry. To even think that Luna Bloodton would ever ask me to do something for her. “Yes, Luna, you have my word. I won't tell him about this, I swear.” She nods and turns to her guards, nodding at them too, they step out of the house. Sherry can't stand Luna Bloodton, because she knows everything the woman did to me when I was a young bride to her son. She gently squeezes her hands as she turns to me. “I will be going up the stairs.” “Thanks, Sherry.” I briefly hold her hand. As soon as she is gone, I turn back to Luna Bloodton. It's ironic that I have turned into a host in a house that she has lived in longer than me. “Would you like some wine, Luna?” I offer as I walk her to the living room. “I'm not as young as I was y
Erus' POV “You had had to ruin the fun, Gwen.” I wipe my knife and put it away. She annoys me more than anything right now. Did she know how long it took to get that rogue? We weren't even able to get one good answer out of it! She heaves as she drops the gun to the ground “I'm sorry, okay? He was looking at me weirdly and it freaked me out.” “Yeah, of course it did.” I huff. “Now, it's your mess to clean up.” I give Brandon a glance, and I head to the door. “This meeting has come to an end.” I murmur. “But sir, we haven't spoken on how to deal with this problem. What if the rogues appears and start to kill people again? What are we supposed to do?” “Double your security measures, and call me as soon as you see a rogue.” I order. Brandon and I leave the room and head to the elevator. Brandon is sighing over and over again, I have to turn to look at him. “Are you dying or something?” I ask him. He is now sweaty and white like a ghost. “I hope not, sir,” he pulls at his coll
Erus' POV There, she said it. I have always known that she couldn't stand Naya, even when she tried to deny it. I shut my eyes and drop my face into my hands. Brandon immediately stands up and tries to curb this crisis. “Miss Bloodton, I don't think that you are using the right words.” He laughs nervously, raising his finger in protest. "It's true that Naya was attacked, but she is not working with the rogues, that's absurd." She twists her neck around with a look of absolute disgust on her face. “Are you speaking to me, little boy? Do you think because you are my brother's personal servant that you should suddenly be able to speak to me?” Brandon immediately bites down his lips, swallowing the rest of his words as he backs away. I didn't say a single word, so he sits back down behind me. “Miss Gwen, are you saying that the Alpha's wife is part of the enemy?” one of them asks. “Exactly.” Gwen affirms. “She might look like she is very innocent, but she is the answer to conque
Erus' POV She says goodnight and the door clicks as she goes back into the house. If I was told that I would ever be driving late at night to give my daughter her favorite toy, I would have called it bluff. I inhale the cold air as I turn around and start to walk back to my car. My phone vibrates in my pocket. It's a text message from Brandon, reminding me about the meeting I am supposed to be in right now. I put the car in motion and drive away from the house…It takes me almost twenty minutes to get back to the office, where Brandon is waiting for me outside, he is shivering from all the cold. “Sir, I'm sorry for blowing up your phone like that.” He rubs his hands together. “They are all waiting inside.” We walk into the building, through the turns and elevator, and then he opens the door of the conference room. There are over twenty men sitting in the room right now, they all stand up and bow as soon as they see me. “Gentlemen, you may take your seats.” I sit by myself.