ARABELLA. He let go of my neck yet I felt like he was still strangling me. I coughed out and it felt like my lungs had been wrung. I just stared into the air, tears pooling around my eyes. His words hurt too much, it felt like my heart was shattered into two. They were like spades, dividing my timid heart into two. The same man that promised me heaven on earth. It was the same man I thought I would end up with. My dirty cunt? The words were so thick, that I could almost taste them. I stayed in the position for many hours. There was no need to count the time, I would be here for a while. However, I did know when it was morning and night. Another two days passed. No one came to my dungeon. There was no food or water. At some point, my mouth went dry and I could almost not feel my tongue. I knew that Mia was behind it. The bitch would do anything to make me suffer. Right now she was in the upper hand. And she got Rhys on her side as well. On the third day, I knew my death was ap
ARABELLA. They kept hitting me, stomping on my back and limbs. They did not care that I was a mere female or I was weak. My bones broke under their maltreatment. Still, they did not stop. I cried and screamed in horror. They were despicable. Animals that did not care about the tears of a woman. What did I ever do to deserve this? Why did this have to happen to me? Did Rhys think betraying me like this was fair? He slept with me and ended up taking my sister as his mate. This wasn't fair. I thrashed and cried and screamed as each hit came at me. I was in immense pain. It was too much for me to handle. I wanted it to stop at all costs. I begged the men to make it stop instead I was slapped in the mouth and my lips busted from the intensity. “You stupid girl, disturbing the peace of others!” He slapped me again. Another one dragged my leg and used his hard boot to slam against my flesh. The sharp part of his boot tore my skin. It was bad. I hated it. I cried loud but no one came to
MIA. I dropped the cup of champagne after gulping the cup at once again. I was at the bar and Craig, Rhys’ Beta was with me. He helped me pour another round into the cup while I looked into space, seething. Rhys had to regard for me. He was nothing but a lying Alpha. One time, he wanted me, and most of the time he didn't. The times he wanted me, I forced myself on him. It had always ever been Arabella even after all of my plans to make us mate. There was a time he called her name from his sleep, I sat up and looked at him thinking it was a mistake but then he did it the second time. That night, I cried like I had never done before. I was frustrated because why did he have to think about Arabella after all of my plans. It was almost as if I wasn't beautiful enough. “Your Alpha left without informing me, did you think that is right?” I looked at Craig and he shook his head. “Where did he go?” I asked, looking back at my drink. “He didn't say,” he replied softly. I scoffed. He
MIA. Craig informed me that he had arranged the meeting and this made me leave the bar. I went to the location where I saw Alpha Jack sitting and watching the bed hum on the tree. Craig fixed the meeting in our private garden. The garden was always cared for. No one dared to mess with it. Also, it had the most beautiful gardens and the perfect view of the sky as well as the freshest air. Indeed, it was the best place to have this meeting. “You called this meeting,” Alpha Jack said without looking at me. He had heightened senses. I wasn't surprised though, he was a powerful Alpha. “Yes,” I said, walking closer to him. “Why?” He asked coldly and my heart quickened at his lack of humor. It didn't matter though, I would still go on with my request. “What do you want?” He turned to me. Alpha Jack was sitting on the bench in the middle of the garden and I feared sitting next to him. He didn't look friendly at all. Why wasn't he friendly to me but he could give Arabella the healing
ALPHA RHYS. I was gradually losing it. I was losing my mind because of Arabella. I couldn't sleep and when I did sleep, I was dreaming about her. Her name constantly got in my mouth. I remembered speaking to Craig one time and suddenly, I got lost in calling her name over and over again. Craig had to snap me out of it by tapping my shoulder. It was hard for me to understand that she was a suspect and needed to stay in the dungeon. I was torn between justice for my father and the woman my heart yearned for. I knew she was in pain in the dungeon. There was not much ventilation in there and it stunk. There was pee and poo. There was the remnant of dead rogues. There was all kind of smell in there. Every day I was plagued by guilt. I once promised her that I wouldn't let anything bad happen to her. Then, it was all a bed of roses. I gave her my word that I would protect her from any evil that was going to come to her. The first betrayal choosing her stepsister because she was my m
JACK. Her eyes were the most beautiful color I had ever seen. It wasn't like I had never seen small blue eyes prior but hers was just different. It was captivating. I get lost in the beautiful canvases of her eyes. Although they held gloom, sadness, and betrayal. It was obvious she had been betrayed and played by the ones she loved. Her eyes did not align with the story Luna Mia told me but it did not matter. I did not care about her past. I have never felt this way about a woman. Even if I found my mate, I did not think I would be able to abandon Arabella for her. This was a feeling I couldn't suppress and no matter how much I tried to, I kept feeling excited. She did not say anything to me. Even when I told her my name and made her know who I was, no iota of word formed in her mouth. She looked into space probably thinking about something so deep, that she couldn't refrain. Normally, women cower when they hear my name. They learn to caution themselves around me and try to impre
ARABELLA. Gently, I opened my eyes. The bright light seeped into my orbs and I shut them very quickly. It took some seconds for me to adjust to the bright light in the room. And then I sat up and took in my surroundings. I was in the hospital ward. Why was I here? The last I remembered was being served in the dining room. Speaking of food, my stomach grumbled, I hadn't eaten in a long while. I wonder how I was able to survive not eating for long. It should be because I was depressed. Hunger doesn't affect a depressed person. I slowly sat up because I felt pain in my belly, it wasn't much but it was there. Just then, a woman dressed in jeans and a blue shirt walked in. She had an overall white jacket that indicated that she was a doctor. “You are awake,” she said. “Yes,” I answered. “Why am I here?” I asked. “You are here because you fainted from exhaustion. We also found out that you are three months pregnant not with one baby but with three,” She explained. I couldn't belie
JACK. I stepped into my father’s office as he asked for my presence prior. Father was still agile and active in the pack although he had given me the Alpha throne. He was still as powerful as always. He was always helping me in places that I lacked. “You called for me,” I said. “Yes.” He paused his writing and raised his head to me. “I heard you brought a strange girl to the pack house. Who is she? She even occupied one of the largest rooms in the house.” He pointed out. His dark hair fell on both sides of his forehead. I looked like my dad in all aspects. Aside from the good looks he gave me, he also gave me his curious side. A part of me that had helped me attain different heights. “Yes. I bought her from the frostbite pack,” I answered truthfully. There was not a need to lie especially because Father would find out anyway. “Bought her? To be a maid?” He asked with raised brows. He knew I regarded my pack members as helpers rather than low maids. These made him much more cu