Naya's POVAs soon as a girl becomes more conscious of her life and knows about sex and all, she will keep thinking about how it's going to be on her wedding nights. I wasn't one of the girls that boys confess their crush to, I wasn't one of those girls that got chocolate and flowers on Valentine's days, but I keep thinking about my wedding night. I used to close my eyes at night and imagined how it would play out for me. I imagined kissing this faceless man that was my husband and my imagination turned into dust when we got to the bed….Today is my wedding night. Erus hasn't gotten to the house since we came back from the church. It's hard for me to believe that I have just gotten married, it barely took thirty minutes and Erus went for a meeting right after. His mother thrusted a half glass of wine at me and ordered me to go refreshed afterwards. She refused to allow me to eat, even though I was getting dinner and the fangs of hunger were biting into my stomach. She said that
Erus' POV Blood. Before I bring myself to stop and take a look at her, that's when I realize what I have done. She is a virgin, I never had expected her to be one, I never imagined it at all. I was very young when I had sex for the first time and I never even thought that people waited this long being a virgin. She was covered in my sheet, crying her eyes out because of the pain that I inflicted on her by breaking her hymen. I don't even have the words to say to her, I just leave the room after putting a robe on myself. I meet some of the servants by the stairs, but they turn around and run away before I even get to them. They can see the anger on my face. I am looking for my mother and I have found her on the patio, having wine time with some of her rich friends. “Can you believe that the girl doesn't even know how to operate the television? She is that dumb!” She cracks and they laugh too. They are talking about Naya. They are talking so much shit about her. As so
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 Twenty people, that's how many people I snatched from the hands of death and now, they are lying in their beds stable and recovering. I slide to the ground, my entire shirt and trousers are covered with blood and other bodily fluids.Even though I am exhausted and so sweaty, the feeling of fulfillment that comes with saving lives is heavy in my heart today. A nurse is next to me, she is panting and her head is against the wall. We look at each other and we laugh. “Hi, I'm Pat.” She stretches out her gloved hand. “Naya.” I shake her equally gloved hand. “Hi. You are not a new hire, are you?” “No. I am a registered nurse that coincidentally walked into the hospital when it happened.” I say. “I see.” Pat says. “I saw all that you did. You are incredible. You are a hero.” The Chief comes into the room and everyone immediately stands up. Pat and I go to clean up and dispose of our gloves. The Chief goes around, commending the staff for a well done job. With the sever
Naya’s POV Driving to the hospital is a smooth ride. I find myself at peace and nothing about meeting Erus crosses my mind. I get to the hospital and drive to the parking lot. I grab my baseball hat and put it on my head, just in case anyone recognizes me. I grab the basket and walk to the front. The reception is calm. I can see that nothing much is happening in the hospital today. “Hi, good afternoon.” I say to the nurse at the front. “I am here to drop off some clothes that are to be donated to the Good People foundation.” “Okay, Miss,” she smiles. She hands me a clipboard with a paper to fill. I heave as I start to fill. It's nothing much, I am almost done in two minutes. “Take your for your donation, please make sure you leave your phone number as someone will call you to appreciate–” The loud blowing of the siren makes both of us turn around. Five ambulances screech as they come to stop in front. The workers rushes out, bringing in injured people on stretchers. Almost tw
Naya's POV Tracy is quiet at the other end of the phone. I smack my lips against each other, it's either that or the tears come out again. “Are you finally back? Is this permanent?” Tracy sighs. “I… I don't know.” I push my hair away from my face. “This place has not been good to me, Tracy.” “It has been seven years, Naya. You are free now. I'm sure that he won't recognize you, even if you encounter him on the road.” I smile. I appreciate Tracy's good words. She has been my only source of comfort. “The moon is out today. That's your mother smiling down at you.” *****Sitting on the ground in my mother's house. Her urn is next to me as I sort her mail. I thought that it would be harder, seeing her pale body on that table. I thought I would fall and go unconscious too, but it wasn't. She has been cremated and I held onto the urn in the car for an hour straight. I felt her in my arms, I feel her close to me now. “I can't move here.” I speak to the urn. To my mother. “I can't e
Naya's POV I can't believe that after seven years, I will be going back to Moonclaw. I knew that one day I would be forced to go to Moonclaw, but I didn't know that it would be this soon. It's frightening, but I pack some things for a very long trip, and get Jordan ready to go to Moonclaw. I decide to take my car, that way, I don't have to rent one when I get there. Jordan is excited. I haven't told her that Grandma is gone now. I tried alone, when I was sure that she wasn't going to see me, but I haven't been able to tell her the truth. She is sitting at the back, holding a coloring book and I drive. I have just driven past the ‘goodbye Flearock’ sign. Goddess, give me strength. I need strength to go through this with my daughter. I need strength to mourn my mother. “Hey, mum?” Jordan looks up. “Yes?” I look at her through the mirror. “Do you like salty cake?” “What?” I screw my face. “I saw you crying and eating cake yesterday. I was wondering if it's because you like
Naya's POV Meadow is already grabbing her jacket and bag as she gets ready to leave. It's not a problem, because she lives a few houses away. Our neighborhood is very safe. “Thank you so much for today.” I say to her as I take my purse and give her some money. “Thanks.” She takes the money with a grateful smile. “You should rest, you look so exhausted.” “I will, darling, right after I wrap my gifts.” I sigh. “Say hi to your mum, okay?” “Okay. I will call Jordan tomorrow, she is very excited for her birthday.” She tells me. I walk her to the door and wave her. I wait to see her get to the front yard of her house, before I go back into the house and shut the door. I grab myself a glass of wine and as I take out the gifts I bought for Jordan. An iPad, new trainers, a coloring set, about ten storybooks, she is going to be overjoyed tomorrow…. I am interrupted by my phone ringing. I glance at it and a wide smile appears on my face. It's my mum calling…. After ru
Naya's POV ****Seven years later**** After working for twelve hours, all I want to do is to go back home to my daughter, Jordan. I get into the car and shut the door, only then do I completely fall back against my seat. I'm so exhausted. I glance at my wristwatch, it's 12.15 am. I smile because it's my daughter's birthday. Seven years ago today, I was a teenager who had just given birth. I survived Luna Bloodton and ran away to a far away city, something that I would have never thought I would have the courage to do. Seven years ago, I was a teenager, running away from my mother in-law, clutching a few hours old child as the train headed towards what seemed to be oblivion. Now I am twenty four, a registered nurse, and my baby just turned seven years old. Life has been very scary, but I did it. I don't know how, but I have survived for seven years and I am so proud of myself. I feel my eyes getting filled with tears, but I wipe them away. I can't cry now. I nee
**Seven years later** Erus' POV I am walking around the pool in my penthouse. Holding a bottle of wine that seems not to do anything for my pain. Last three days made it seven years since I lost Naya and my daughter. I never thought that Naya would be someone whose absence would wreck my life, but here we are. I left my family house seven years ago and I haven't been able to go back. I have lived in almost ten different houses, but I have never gotten back my peace. What of the women? None. Not even one of them could fill the void that Naya left in my heart. It didn't matter their level of education, their beautyl, their achievements, how well-to-do their family was, it just never worked out. It was just sex and never went beyond that, that doesn't mean my mother even got tired and stopped sending them my way. Running the pack, running the companies has slowly turned me into an emotionless shadow of myself. I refused to accept that Naya was truly dead at the beginning
Erus' POV After spending almost twenty hours in a meeting, my assistant is the first to meet me by the door. I am exhausted, I don't want to look at his face. He has news and I am not looking forward to fearing it. “Good evening, Brandon,” “Yes, Brandon, what do you want?” I roll my eyes. I turn around and take off my jacket. I walk to the car and he is fast behind me. “Whatever it is that you want from me, I don't want to hear it.” I shake my head. “Get someone to prepare a hot bath for me before we get to the hotel.” Brandon gets into the car with me and the car moves down the road. I rub between my eyes. I just need to rest, I feel a mess. I still feel Brandon's eyes on me and I exhale. “I'm sorry, Alpha, but I need to tell you that your mother called her.” He says. “Tell her I will get back to her when I have the time.” I mutter. “Sir, I don't think that's going to be possible. Today is supposed to be the due date for your wife…” It feels like a drop has been dropped o
Fillipia cleans the room and makes sure to erase every sign of what they did. Lance returns shortly after and he nods at her. That's when she sighs in relief, she knows that Naya is now safe. Luna Bloodton returns very shortly, they would have been caught if they were a few minutes late. She is laughing out loud as the driver aids her to walk into the house. That's how hard she partied out with her friends in the house. As soon as she walks into the house, Fillipia is by her door to take her bag. She had instructed the other servants to remain in the servant quarters. Luna Bloodton stiffens her face and screws her nose at the sight of Fillipia. “Good evening, Ma'am.” She bows. “Oh, shut it. There is nothing interesting about the evening. This is the worst day of my life.” She mutters as she walks towards the stairs. Fillipia runs after her. She can hear her heart beating in her chest. “Tell me that you did what I asked you.” Luna Bloodton says. “Yes, Luna.” Luna Bloodton tu