EdwinaThe moment those words hit me, my heart pounded like a drum in my chest. Can you believe it? Being kidnapped wasn't horrifying enough for them. Now they wanted to add another layer of hell by intending to violate me? No way. I refuse to let anyone defile me, not after all I've endured. I don't give a damn how many of them there are. I'd sooner end my own life than let them lay a finger on me. I won't allow anyone to compound my trauma, no matter the cost."Why would you even entertain such a thought, Frank?" Jakub demanded."Why tarnish the merchandise before it reaches its rightful owner?" he asked, his tone dripping with a sinister edge. Touching her inappropriately, and we'll be signing our own death warrants. Do you think I haven't pondered that angle? But it'd be sheer idiocy to entertain the thought. Did you not catch the names I mentioned? Those individuals hold power and sway, and they're not to be trifled with. If they catch wind that she's been tampered with or devalu
Edward I preparing men to go and search for Edwina even though I cannot track her for a while now, but I want to just sit around and let Alfie do whatever you want. It’s been days now, and there is no sign of either as Alfie replied to my message What is going on? As he finally given up on taking the throne for me? If so, why hasn’t he returned Edwina? I’ve had a lot of thought run through my mind. everyone knows that it is a very stupid idea for me to give to Alfie's demand and I know this too, but t. I could only use that as a trap to get him here, since he has decided not to show his face I could bring him out of his Edwina by deceiving him, but also be a very dangerous idea. That seems to be the best option right now. After days had passed And I didn’t get a reply from Alfie, I made a decision that I would give in to him. so I told my man to spread the word. Let him know that I am ready to leave the phone for him if it would release Edwina unharmed If it is war
Edward As days passed without any sign of Edwina or a response from Alfie, I grew increasingly restless. Despite my inability to track her scent, I couldn't simply sit idly by and allow Alfie to do as he pleased. The uncertainty gnawed at me, leaving me with a nagging sense of unease. Why hadn't Alfie returned Edwina? Had he abandoned his plans to seize the throne for me, or did he have something else in mind? The lack of communication only fueled my apprehension, leaving me to ponder his motives With each passing moment, my mind raced with possibilities. Everyone knows that yielding to Alfie's demands was a reckless endeavor, I am also aware of this. Yet, desperate times called for desperate measures, and I couldn't help but consider the possibility of using his demands as a means to draw him out of hiding. But such a plan carried considerable risks. Deception was a double-edged sword, capable of luring Alfie into the open while also inviting unforeseen consequences. The
Edward I was unable to fathom Rebecca's boldness. How on earth was she here? Had she not already suffered enough humiliation and taunts? Did she not realize how serious the situation was whit hefatherr and ? And yet here she was, dancing into my room, as if she wanted to show me her full self. Such antics had no place in my patience. "I don't have time to catch up or socialize, Rebecca. I am in a serious position, requiring my utmost concentration. I don't need you hovering around, please, just leave," I implored, my frustration evident in my tone. She ignored my advice, though, and carried on moving around the space as though it were her own. With a casual demeanor, she placed the wine bottle on a nearby shelf, causing a tense stillness between us as the glass clanked against the wood. She took a seat on a chair and provocatively adjusted her robe, revealing even more of her body. "Rebecca, why would you want to stress yourself in this way? Your games don't appeal to
Edward As the taste of blood filled my mouth from the impact of his punches, I refused to yield. With a swift movement, I retaliated, aiming to break his bones with the force of my hand against his body. Surprisingly, my grip held firm, and I managed to twist him to the ground, asserting my dominance over him. The look of shock and frustration in his eyes fueled my determination as I returned the blows he had given me. But Alfie wasn’t one to back down easily. With a surge of strength, he pushed me off, sending me tumbling down the uneven slope of the valley. I landed hard on the ground below, the impact jarring my senses. As I struggled to regain my footing, Alfie loomed over me from the top of the hill, his face streaked with blood and his posture exuding a dangerous intensity. "It would take me nothing to end you right now, little brother," he spat, his voice laced with menace. "Tell me where you've hidden Edwina, or I'll unleash hell upon Galentia until it's mine, an
Edward "You must be silly to think that Edwina feels nothing for me," Alfie scoffed, his delusion apparent in every word. "If she did, then where the hell is she, Alfie? Because I don’t see her with you!" I retorted, my frustration boiling over. Alfie's response only deepened my confusion. "I assumed she would be with you, but it seems you have no idea where she is either," he remarked, his words hitting me like a ton of bricks. Could the rumors about Edwina being kidnapped be true? And if so, by whom? Could she have fallen into Damien's clutches again? The mere thought sent a shiver down my spine. "It seems like I've wasted my time coming here. I need to go find the love of my life," Alfie declared, turning to leave. Panic surged through me. I had sent my men to search for Edwina but with no luck so far. And my attempts to meditate and connect with my wolf had been futile. Time was slipping away, and I couldn't afford to wait any longer. The best course of action no
Edwina After a long nap, I stirred to the growling protest of my empty stomach. Damn, I hadn't eaten all day. Hunger gnawed at me, both in my human form and in the primal urges of my wolf. I scanned the room, searching for a solution to sate our hunger, and my eyes landed on the hole in the corner. Rodents. The room was infested with them, and while I hesitated at the thought of resorting to such primitive means for sustenance, my wolf's instincts pushed me forward. I rose from the ground where I had been sitting, my stomach rumbling louder with each passing moment. Fat, plump rats scurried in and out of the hole, tantalizingly close. With a resigned sigh, I relinquished control to my wolf. It was her domain now, her instincts guiding her hunt. I transformed, allowing her to take over as she pursued her prey with single-minded determination. She darted after the rats as my wolf eagerly took over, her instincts pushing her forward with unwavering drive. She tried, but t
Edwina The sound of someone fumbling with the lock sent a shockwave through me as I braced myself behind the door. I quickly toss the filthy rat I was holing aside in order to get ready for whatever lay ahead of me. My heart fell as the door swung wide to reveal the invader. It was one of the men, and I could feel my skin crawl as his eyes gleamed with a wicked intent. "Princess..." he greeted, his voice dripping with an unsettling tone. "Beautiful Princess Edwina, I have come to give you a good time," he continued, his words laced with a sickening mixture of arrogance and lust. I was hearing things that I couldn't believe. This man looked determined on following his dark desires, discarding any sense of humanity or respect, in spite of the cautions from his comrades. "Princess, don't go hiding on me," he said, closing the door behind him and spotting me sitting just behind it. I eyed him warily as he approached, a plate of meat in his hand. "Look, I brought you food,"