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
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 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.
Naya's POV Don't get me wrong, if there is anyone who deserves romance, it's Sherry, she has been through a lot and she deserves Devon and happiness. I'm just frustrated with my own life. It's been almost ten years being stuck on Erus, and I don't even know what I am doing. He won't have me, and he won't let go of me. I'm known all over Moonclaw as his wife, but that's just about it. I have to pretend to want this because I don't want to hurt Jordan, but I want to be happy for the first time in my life…I'm happy for Sherry, I'm very happy for her, but I feel burdened with my own tragedy. My nose is runny, and I sniff as I keep stirring the car through the road. “It's alright, Naya. You will be fine.” I whisper to myself. Maybe one day I will get enough courage to tell him off….I gently turn the wheel because the black jeep in front of me suddenly stops. “What the hell?” I have to pull the car to the side as the person repeats the reckless move again. They almost got me into a
Naya's POV Suddenly, Debbie, the pondering peacock tucks her feathers between her legs. Did Devon just say that he bought the entire street? I know that he is rich, but this is on another level entirely! Debby turns white in the face, but she laughs it off and pushes her hair away from her face. “Sorry, Mister, but I think that you have been mistaken. I mean, I know Devon Greene, he is my husband's business partner. We were supposed to host him like two days ago, but he cancelled due to a personal problem.” “Yeah, I was supposed to be hosted by you and your husband, but…” Devon glances at Sherry. “Her tummy was aching and I had to nurse her.” Sherry huffs, Debby looks like she wishes the ground open her and swallow her. This is the biggest face slap I have ever seen, that Sherry slaved all day only to have her effort wasted because Devon chose to make a hot water bottle for Sherry! “I'm sorry, but this has got to be a big mistake.” Debby laughs, she refuses to believe. “Sherr
Naya's POV Sherry is a very resourceful girl. She runs a couple of businesses and one of them is the jewelry store she has in the middle of the city. I have been there a few times. Late at night, blinds are drawn to keep my privacy. Today is one of those days for me, and I'm helping to unpack everything that she just restocked. “I've been selling so much that my sister and I are thinking about opening another store.” She holds a diamond bracelet. “These are very nice.” I hold a blood red earring against my earlobe. “You want that?” She looks at me. “You can take it.” “What? No!” I put it away immediately. “I haven't worn everything that you have given me already.” “I'm going to get Jordan this beautiful necklace, but they don't have it yet.” Sherry mutters to herself as she works. I smile. She is so cute, she is so much in love with Jordan, I just know that she is going to be a good mother. The doorbell rings and we both raise our heads. The shop is supposed to be closed, ca
Erus' POV She is trying to avoid eye contact, she is also shaking so much that the juice is spilling from her hand. That's how scared she is. Yeah, I killed the foolish rogue that tried to touch her yesterday, but she looks like she still suffers from that encounter. “Are you hurt, Naya?” I ask her. “No, I'm fine.” She sighs. “You know that I don't like when you lie. Or steal.” She glares at me. “Yeah, I don't want to talk about that.” “Yeah, let's not.” I fold my hands. “Else you get angry and drive off wrecking my favourite car and almost getting yourself killed.” She rolls her eyes at me. “Hey, don't roll your eyes at me.” “I just want to go home, okay? Jordan would be worried about me. Just… give me a car key or something.” “A car key?” I huff. “You will never drive another car in your freaking life.” ****I cancel anything I am supposed to have for the next three hours, and now, I have to drive Naya back home by myself. We don't speak to each other, not even when sh
Naya's POV Her reminder of the traumatic events of hours ago weakens my knees and I immediately grip the wall. I can't go through the door anymore, I have this sense that the rogues are going to grab me. The last time I was this scared was when Luna Bloodton asked the servants to kill Jordan and I. Gwen sees me shaking against the wall, but she just smiles and raises her eyes to the door. “Servants, prepare some coffee for us.Miss Woods won't be leaving anymore ..” *****My left leg is shaking under the table, and I am biting my lower lip. Gwen looks so unbothered, she is sipping her coffee in a very chick manner. “This is your doing, Naya.” She sighs as she drops her cup. “Excuse me?” “We have never had this much trouble with the rogues until now. Surely there is something that you haven't told us yet. What did you do?” My eyebrows furrow. “What did I do? I don't even know anything about the rogues, I don't even know what they want from me.” “You should stop lying, Naya.