TristanI stumbled down the dark corridor, my unsteady footsteps echoing softly off the stone walls. The flickering torches lining the hallway seemed to sway with my unsteady gait. I’d spent the evening drowning my sorrows with Jace, who had, surprisingly, turned out to be even more drunk than me.The night at the tavern had begun as an attempt to escape the relentless thoughts that haunted my mind, but it had spiraled into a drama-filled ordeal that left me as the reluctant voice of reason, pulling Jace away from further chaos.As I finally reached my own chamber, I let out a sigh of relief. The last thing I needed was to face Tessa, in my current state. I knew she wouldn’t be pleased with me coming home so late and in such a condition. And there was the earlier matter to consider.Entering the room, I closed the door quietly behind me. The room was dark, save for the glow of moonlight streaming in through the window. Tessa was nowhere to be seen, which was a blessing in my present c
Months had passed since alpha Tristan had purchased me at that dreaded auction, and the torment had only grown worse with each passing day. I couldn’t help but regret the day I’d ever wished to be sold, desperate for freedom from my previous life. Now, all I yearned for was salvation from the clutches of Tristan.It had been precisely three months since he brought me under his roof, and two months since he’d begun to have sex with me the way he liked, claiming me as his own. My days blurred together in a nightmare of maltreatment. His once-charming demeanor had faded off, replaced by a cruel and possessive man who seemed to revel in my misery.This desperate evening, as I sat in the room that had over time become my prison, I folded my hands in a prayer to the moon goddess “Oh, moon goodness,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “If you can hear me, please send me another savior. I cannot endure this torment any longer.”Tears welled in my eyes as I thought of the one glimmer of hope I h
Three days had passed since Hailey and I had taken that pregnancy test, which had shown a negative result. But something within me just didn’t feel right. My body was giving me more signs, signs I couldn’t ignore any longer. I lay in my room, the clock on the wall ticked away the minutes of the night. The moonlight filtered through the window, making me feel almost completely strong and restored. Before now, I still felt the pains and sores all over my body from my last encounter with Tristan, but surprisingly I felt normal now. I felt a sense of urgency, a desperation to confirm what my instincts were telling me. Hailey had been my rock through this ordeal, my dearest friend who’d stood by my side when no one else would. I knew Hailey would understand, so I sent her a message asking her to come to my room tonight. With the guards and servants fast asleep, this was our only chance to do what we needed without anyone finding out. A soft knock on my bedroom door signaled Hailey’s arr
FionaTwo months and a week into my pregnancy, I felt like I was navigating mysterious waters. The nausea, the cravings, and the rollercoaster of emotions were overwhelming, to say the least. But the biggest surprise was yet to come, one that would both terrify and warm my heart. As I sat in my room this evening, bathed in the soft reflection of a single, flickering candle, my thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind. Three into my life in Tristan’s pack, my life had taken a turn I could never have anticipated.It was a crisp evening when it happened. I was eager to go to bed early today as I had felt a little stressed during the day. I drifted off to sleep almost immediately my head touched the pillow, and soon the dreams started. In my dream, I was returning from seeing the midwives for my weekly check ups, hoping that the gentle breeze that blew that evening would soothe my tired back.As I walked on to my room, an old woman with a white hair suddenly appeared in front of me. She started
TristanAfter days of contemplating my situation without finding a solution, I lay on my bed this morning, tormented by the revelation that had rocked my world. Fiona, the gorgeous but pathetic servant, and my breeder was my mate. How could this be? I hadn’t dared to visit her room or summon her to mine since that fateful day when the truth had slapped me in the face.I couldn’t bear to look at her, not after all the terrible things I had done to her. My mind raced with thoughts of how to manage this situation. The weight of guilt pressed down on me like an anchor dragging me to the depths of despair.After what felt like an eternity of inner turmoil, I decided to seek counsel from Tessa, forgetting how mad she was about the whole thing. She had been by my side for years, and even though she has been unable to give me an heir, I still trusted her. Surely she would understand. I called for one of her servants to summon her.When Tessa entered the room, her eyes flashed with anger. “Wha
FionaI woke up the next morning feeling an unusual sense of contentment. The weight of uncertainty that had hung over me for so long seemed to have lifted, if only for a moment. Tristan lay beside me, still lost in slumber. The warmth of his presence sent a shiver of delight through me.For the first time, I felt closer to him than ever before. The events of the steamy night we had shared were etched into my memory, each intimate moment seared into my consciousness. It was as if the mate bond we had both discovered had finally brought us together, bridging the gap that had separated us for so long.My hand rested gently on my swelling belly, a reminder of the life growing within me. As I lay there, I couldn’t help but wear a smile on my face. It was a smile born of hope, the hope that all was not lost between us, and that the love I had longed for might finally be within reach.I turned my gaze to Tristan, his strong and handsome features softened by sleep. In that moment, I allowed
TessaI entered Tristan’s bedroom, a sense of unease gnawing at me. Tristan was inside the room, his gaze fixed on the floor, lost in thought. His normally stern expression had softened considerably since that confrontation with Fiona earlier. She had slapped him, and I had watched in shock as she stormed out of his room.He sat on the edge of the bed, his face a mix of confusion and remorse, still stinging from the slap Fiona had delivered moments ago. I had never seen him so subdued before. In the past, he would have exploded in anger, but now he just sat there in silence, lost in his thoughts.I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, though I tried my best to keep it hidden. Fiona had been living with us for a few months now, first helping with household chores like all the other servants, until Tristan had decided he wanted her in his bed to become his breeder since I couldn’t give him an heir.Fiona had become a constant presence in our lives, and I couldn’t ignore the growin
Tessa I watched as my two maids stood before me, their eyes filled with anticipation. They were close to Fiona, closer than any of my personal maids in the household at least, and that was precisely why I had chosen them for this delicate task. “Remember, Kira, Elia,” I began in hushed tones, “you are to take turns watching Fiona. One of you during the day, the other at night. I need to know her every move, every whisper, every secret she holds.” They nodded in unison, their loyalty unwavering. Kira, the older of the two, spoke up, “We will not disappoint you, Lady Tessa. Fiona won’t suspect a thing.”. I watched from the shadows as my maids tiptoed towards Fiona’s room. They were two of my most loyal servants, and they happened to be closest to her. I had my plan in motion, an evil one. I needed to get rid of Fiona, as was now threatening to steal my place beside Tristan. As the loyal maids returned from their first mission, I beckoned them closer. “Did you see anything? Hear
TristanAs the first light of dawn pierced through the sky, I stood at the courtyard of our castle, a sizeable army of loyal men assembled before me. As my men stood in orderly rows, their armor glinting in the soft light. Today was a day of reckoning, a day that would decide our fate.This was the second time we were setting out in search of Fiona, and this time, we were an army, not just a handful of determined men. The stakes had never been higher, and I was prepared to risk everything to find her.Jace, loyal as ever, appeared at my side, his resolute gaze reflecting my own determination. Together, we climbed into our car, its engine roaring to life like a beast awakened for battle.The wheels rolled over the terrain as we began our march into the unknown, ready to take the search into enemy territories if necessary. As we ventured further from our territory, Jace broke the silence that had settled between us like a heavy fog.“Tristan, this time we have the numbers, the strength,
As darkness surrounded the castle, I knew it was time to set my secret plan into motion. Tristan and his troops had returned to from their search for Fiona, and my loyal soldier, a trusted confidant, was the key to my hidden agenda.This soldier, whose loyalty to me ran deeper than his allegiance to Tristan, had agreed to venture ahead of the troop and find Fiona before Tristan could, giving me the upper hand. But time was of the essence, and I needed to know the progress of my plot.I summoned Kira, one of my maids, a quiet and cunning girl who could slip through the shadows unnoticed. I handed her a sealed message, my words carefully chosen to avoid suspicion. “Take this to the loyal soldier in Tristan’s troop,” I instructed, my voice hushed. “Tell him to meet me at the secluded grove at midnight. Make sure Tristan suspects nothing.”Kira nodded, her wide eyes reflecting the dim candlelight. “I’ll go at once, Mistress Tessa,” she whispered, and with that, she disappeared into the ni
TristanAs the sun began to set below the horizon, I led my weary troops back into our pack territory. The air was thick with tension, and the weight of our recent decision hung heavily upon me.My troops and I walked and rode back wearily the known territory. The search expedition had been tiring, as we searched day and night, burdened with danger, and now, as we crossed the border back home, relief washed over me like a warm, comforting tide.We had agreed to halt our relentless search for Fiona, my beloved mate and the mother of my unborn child, in enemy territory. It was a decision that had gnawed at my very core, threatening to shatter my resolve.Walking alongside Jace, my trusted friend, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude welling up within me. His advice, though difficult to accept at the time, had been wise. The risks we faced by venturing deeper into the enemy’s domain were staggering, not just for us but for the entire pack.As we approached the massive oak doors
TessaI stood on the balcony of my bedroom, and my eyes scanned the courtyard below. In the distance, I could see Tristan rallying his soldiers. His gaze was fixed on a map laid out before him, and his voice carried authority as he spoke of the mission to find Fiona. I knew I couldn’t let him succeed in this endeavor, not if I wanted Fiona dead.I knew if Tristan found Fiona, there would be nothing I could do to her anymore. I could see in Tristan’s eyes how he felt for Fiona and his regret for treating her the way he'd done in the past, I knew if he found her, he would protect her this time, and I couldn’t let that happen.With my heart pounding in my chest, I retreated from the balcony, the weight of a daring plan forming in my mind. I needed to act swiftly and decisively if I were to stay one step ahead of Tristan. I had loyal soldiers within his troop, men who shared my concerns about Fiona’s fate. They were my secret allies, my ticket to ensuring Fiona’s safety.I called for a me
TessaAs I stood in my chamber, a feeling of determination welled up inside me. Today was the day I would put my carefully crafted plan of murdering Fiona and her unborn child into motion. I couldn’t afford any more delays. My two loyal maids, Kira and Elia, had always been by my side, ready to carry out my wishes. Today would be no different.I summoned them to my chambers with a gentle ring of the silver bell on my bedside. They arrived promptly, their eyes filled with curiosity and unwavering loyalty. I knew I could trust them with this delicate task.“Kira, Elia,” I began, my voice low and conspiring. “I have another job for you today.”They exchanged quick glances but said nothing, waiting for my instructions.“This time,” I continued, “all you have to do is keep Fiona’s friend, Hailey, occupied. You both hold a higher rank in the servants’ hierarchy than her, so she won’t question your orders.”Understanding dawned on their faces as they nodded in agreement. I could see the dete
Tessa I watched as my two maids stood before me, their eyes filled with anticipation. They were close to Fiona, closer than any of my personal maids in the household at least, and that was precisely why I had chosen them for this delicate task. “Remember, Kira, Elia,” I began in hushed tones, “you are to take turns watching Fiona. One of you during the day, the other at night. I need to know her every move, every whisper, every secret she holds.” They nodded in unison, their loyalty unwavering. Kira, the older of the two, spoke up, “We will not disappoint you, Lady Tessa. Fiona won’t suspect a thing.”. I watched from the shadows as my maids tiptoed towards Fiona’s room. They were two of my most loyal servants, and they happened to be closest to her. I had my plan in motion, an evil one. I needed to get rid of Fiona, as was now threatening to steal my place beside Tristan. As the loyal maids returned from their first mission, I beckoned them closer. “Did you see anything? Hear
TessaI entered Tristan’s bedroom, a sense of unease gnawing at me. Tristan was inside the room, his gaze fixed on the floor, lost in thought. His normally stern expression had softened considerably since that confrontation with Fiona earlier. She had slapped him, and I had watched in shock as she stormed out of his room.He sat on the edge of the bed, his face a mix of confusion and remorse, still stinging from the slap Fiona had delivered moments ago. I had never seen him so subdued before. In the past, he would have exploded in anger, but now he just sat there in silence, lost in his thoughts.I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, though I tried my best to keep it hidden. Fiona had been living with us for a few months now, first helping with household chores like all the other servants, until Tristan had decided he wanted her in his bed to become his breeder since I couldn’t give him an heir.Fiona had become a constant presence in our lives, and I couldn’t ignore the growin
FionaI woke up the next morning feeling an unusual sense of contentment. The weight of uncertainty that had hung over me for so long seemed to have lifted, if only for a moment. Tristan lay beside me, still lost in slumber. The warmth of his presence sent a shiver of delight through me.For the first time, I felt closer to him than ever before. The events of the steamy night we had shared were etched into my memory, each intimate moment seared into my consciousness. It was as if the mate bond we had both discovered had finally brought us together, bridging the gap that had separated us for so long.My hand rested gently on my swelling belly, a reminder of the life growing within me. As I lay there, I couldn’t help but wear a smile on my face. It was a smile born of hope, the hope that all was not lost between us, and that the love I had longed for might finally be within reach.I turned my gaze to Tristan, his strong and handsome features softened by sleep. In that moment, I allowed
TristanAfter days of contemplating my situation without finding a solution, I lay on my bed this morning, tormented by the revelation that had rocked my world. Fiona, the gorgeous but pathetic servant, and my breeder was my mate. How could this be? I hadn’t dared to visit her room or summon her to mine since that fateful day when the truth had slapped me in the face.I couldn’t bear to look at her, not after all the terrible things I had done to her. My mind raced with thoughts of how to manage this situation. The weight of guilt pressed down on me like an anchor dragging me to the depths of despair.After what felt like an eternity of inner turmoil, I decided to seek counsel from Tessa, forgetting how mad she was about the whole thing. She had been by my side for years, and even though she has been unable to give me an heir, I still trusted her. Surely she would understand. I called for one of her servants to summon her.When Tessa entered the room, her eyes flashed with anger. “Wha