Dahlia’s POV:Sauntering down the staircase, I spot my brother Atlas making coffee when he looks up and smiles at me.“Good morning,”I make my way over to the kitchen, glancing around looking for trouble.“Where’s your lovely luna?” I asked mockingly. Actually, I regretted calling her that because now I wanted to puke.Atlas took a sip of his coffee before answering.“How should I know?”I arched a brow.“She goes out in the middle of the night to who-knows-where, she never tells me anything,” he shrugged, sipping from his coffee as he sat on one of the stools at the island. I examine his appearance. His hair is disheveled, looking like someone had run their hands roughly through it and there were visible scratch marks on his neck. Those cannot be mistaken for an accident. If anything, he’d been in a sexcident all night long.“Really?” I scoff, my eyes looking pointedly at the visible scratch mark on his neck. He noticed and laughed, then goes to say something when his gaze went over
Chapter 58Danielle’s POV:“You’re late,” he snarled. I quirked my brows, puzzled by his sudden change in attitude. Still, I felt an urge to apologize because of how angry he looks. “I’m sorry,” I slump my shoulders. I hear him sigh as he walks over to me. He takes my hand in his, making me look up. “It’s fine,” he grumbled, but his the expression on his face told me he was really unhappy. I peeked at his face but he suddenly turned away. Strange. Every time I see him, a smile is always plastered on his face. I wonder if there’s something that got him so riled up today. Nonetheless, I let him drag me to some café. He went ahead and ordered two strong-ass coffee drinks without asking me. I shrugged, thinking he’s probably in too much of a bad mood to ask. I let my gaze linger to the glass beside the counter, and my mouth watered at the sight. They displayed cheesecake tarts and other varieties of pastries such as croissants, which is ultimately my favorite. I know Tatum wa
Dahlia’s POV:I held my breath when he leaned in and sniffed me. Please don’t recognize his scent, I pray over and over in my head as my heart thumped.But to my surprise, he pulled away as if it was nothing. He revved the engine before punching on the gas.I secretly let out a sigh of relief. Thank goddess he didn’t pick up his scent. I have no idea why I was so scared of him finding out, when I should be upfront and just tell him already. My wolf howled in my head, preparing for what was to come. I told her my plans. I was going to reject him. I was going to reject my mate.I couldn’t find the perfect time to do it because he was sort of in a beast mode since this morning, making me wonder what has gotten into him that got him so riled up.Looking over at him driving, his eyes straight and focused on the road, I felt the urge to ask. Then I looked away, deciding against it. However, each second that passed my conscious was surely eating me up.There’s clearly something going on wi
Dahlia’s POV:Tatum held me gently and softly as he led me into the woods. He said he wanted to show me something. So I shrugged and let him take me there. Where we are going I had no idea, but I trusted him. He’s my mate, after all. My wolf purred feeling his body close, his scent, his fingers intertwined with mine. My wolf especially loved his scent. The more he got close, the more she purred and my body burned with desire, a need. Glancing over at him, I felt my heart thump and throbbed at the same time, knowing soon I would have to reject him. Then, guilt washes over me. Immediately, I looked away. I internally sigh, pondering over what I should do next.I have to reject him. I cannot and will not live through a year keeping Tatum around with no real intention of accepting him as my mate. I made up my mind after I left the house and got off Hades’ lap. Yet, I felt guilty.Is this the bond flowing through my veins making me feel these things or is it something else?My wolf huffe
Hades’ POV:I keep looking at the clock as I sat on this stool in the island, waiting for her to return. It has been over five hours, yet still, no sign of her. Swigging my beer, I bring it to my mouth before chugging it all in one go. The bottle clinks on the island’s surface when the door crashes open. The sound had me whipping my eyes to it, already feeling my excitement rush through me, only for it to quickly die down at the sight of Atlas’ drama queen for a luna. She’s never around, and when she is, she sees to it that she picks a fight with me, my brother, or Atlas before she makes her usual, dramatic exit, storming off towards the door.Lisa swayed her hips as she walked inside, mumbling words in slurs before she stumbles forward. I wait for her to fall flat on her face, desperate for cheap entertainment after hours of chilling around by myself. My hopes had vanished when her hands flailed around before grabbing onto the couch, preventing what could have been my spontaneous c
Dahlia’s POV:I spent the entire day with Tatum showing me around the rogue commune. It was kind of sad, how they are forced to live in hiding in fear of pack members who’d kill them at first sight. No mercy is shown to them, no support from the council, no one else to rely on but themselves. It made me think, with everything Tatum told me about his life before the Alpha King saved him, he still didn’t turn his back on them. Something to think about, before the thought of rejecting him eventually slipped my mind.“Everything ok?” Tatum asks from the driver’s seat, making me glance at him.“Uh, yeah.” I let out a breath. “Thank you so much for today,” I say.He smiles genuinely. “I wanted to show my mate who I was. Be awkward if you didn’t know anything about your mate,” he chuckles, and I force a smile.“Yeah,” I say, feeling awkward. We both faded into silence while I stared up at my brother’s house, wondering what I will do when I see Hades waiting for me inside.How do I tell h
Dahlia’s POV:I get up the next day, limping to the kitchen. Valerian had been weirdly rougher than normal, and Hades hadn’t stopped him from getting his way. My brother eyes me from the staircase, making me straighten up. I would rather endure the pain than give him any clues on what I had been doing behind his back. “Rough night?” He raises a brow.With a gulp, I nod. He squints his eyes but remains silent, which I was grateful for. “Heard you went on a date,” he says, wiggling his brows.I roll my eyes at him.“So, did you and Tatum make it official yet?” he asks, taking my mug from the cupboard. “He thought we should be first be friends,” I shrug, taking it from him, watching his reaction from the mirror situated on the kitchen wall.My brother’s brows crease, and he appears to think. “That’s odd.”In my circumstances, I’d say it’s great. Perfect, actually. I won’t have to deal with the burden of having to reject him before I tell him the truth.“Sooner or later, you’d have t
Dahlia’s POV:“This was carved on the body,” Atlas informs.“Poor kid,” I hear Lola mumble before everyone’s voices fade all around me, replaced by the sound of continuous ringing in my ears.My heartrate picks up, I could hear it buzzing through me while I tried to catch my breath. Suddenly, a hand curls around my waist. My eyes dart to Hades, holding me close to him. His brows furrowed.“Are you ok?” Breathing harshly, I swallow the lump stuck in my throat and shake my head, moving away from him. All their attention goes to me as I stumble backward, feeling my lips tremble as I reeked of fear.“I… I think I’m going to rest in my room.”Atlas nods in understanding, while the guys narrowed their eyes at me. I do my best to hide it by zipping my mouth shut and staying quiet as I approach my room.The door closes with a bang behind me as I slam my back down against it. My knees shake beneath me and I feel like jelly sliding down to sit on the floor.My heart thumped loudly in my ears
Hades’ POV“You have some fucking nerve, don’t you!” He snarls menacingly as he stomps over to me. I throw my hands in the air, a sign of my submission towards him while I step back slowly.His eyes bleed black as he glares daggers at me.“Get the fuck out of my sight before I have you killed! After that, I’ll have your pack killed as well,”My jaw clenches. No alpha should let anyone threaten his pack before him and let him get away with it, but this situation falls different. My pack literally lives off of his supplies and provision. Our father, before handing the title over to me and Valerian, filed for the pack’s bankruptcy, only we managed to save it thanks to the Alpha King’s tremendous help. Until I can pay him back and get the pack running on its own funds and thriving businesses, I am forever indebted to him.“Please, hear me out. It’s about Dahlia,” He growls ferociously, looking like he was about ready to lunge at me when Cathy jumps out of nowhere. Her small bump is on di
Hades’ POV:“Any news?” Lola asks, looking at me. Her brows were creased with worry. Atlas was right behind her, and I see him lift both his hands in an attempt to caress Lola’s arms, but stopped in mid-air before taking a step back. I can feel my wolf roll his eyes, now that we know he actually has a thing for Lola, and for god knows how long, it is starting to feel really uncomfortable with Valerian glaring daggers at him, and his mate. Yet he doesn’t say anything or do shit about it either because with all our dirty laundry piled out in the fucking open, no one has got the say on anything. I shake my head, trying to get it together before I fucking explode from the lava of anger deep inside me. On second thought, I may just have to shift and hunt her down myself. It’s been nearly three weeks and we got no fucking lead!I have been driving back and forth to the mansion, but each time I turn the car around and drive away. How the fuck am I supposed to face him when my pack’s safe
Chapter 99Dahlia’s POV:‘This is good, right? The Alpha King is coming,’ My wolf says to me, making my brows pinch.‘Maybe he can help us?’ she whispers. I shake my head at her, looking into my reflection in the mirror. I have just finished my make-up, and now I am ready to put on the dress.‘You heard him, Diana, we’re not getting out of here.’ I tell her, feeling her whimper at the loss of hope in my words. I wasn’t going to give her false hope or some play-pretend fantasy that we could even step out of this room without him watching us. We know what he is capable of, he has shown us, and with him repairing the bond, I doubt there was escaping him now.‘We’ve already gotten Ayesha and Felicia killed. They’re dead because of us. I don’t want us making it any worse.’ I say as I move to the edge of the bed, my legs cramping for a second and I wince. My body freezes as pain shoots up from my leg. I grit my teeth, not wanting to make a sound knowing Tatum might barge through those do
Dahlia’s POV:“What are you waiting for?”I step back, staring at him as he leans against the wall by the door.He waits, raising a brow at me before glancing down at his watch.“Clock is ticking, Dahlia. You have ten minutes,” he snaps at me.I quickly jump to my feet and hop under the shower, not wondering anymore about his kinks and why he loves watching me use the bathroom. He has seen every inch of my body by force, what more does he want? Turning the hot shower on, I go to pull the curtains but Tatum’s growl stop me.“Leave it on,” he snaps, my hand freezes in the air before I retreat back under the hot shower. Trying to ignore his presence, I grab the soap and lather my body with it. I shower as quickly as I could seeing as I only got ten minutes, and this is the first shower he allowed me in days. Lifting my head, I revel in the feeling of the water dripping down my face and silently pray he lets me shower again. I stink, that much I figured after seeing the color the water t
Dahlia’s POV:Tears prick the back of my eyes, and when I start blinking, I gasp as Tatum growls and snatches my throat, shoving me back against the giant bed he has imprisoned me in. Pain instantly rushes to the back of my head from the impact, and I winced.“I knew it,” he spits at me, while I stare back wide-eyed.“Tatum—” I choke.“You still like him, huh?” he snarls, and slowly I could feel him tightening his grasp, almost as if he was planning on squeezing the life out of me.Yet I wanted to scoff at the remark. Like is more of a weak word. Love, I love Hades, more than anything. Him and Valerian before he chose another path. And all that’s left was Hades. Despite his tricks and playfulness, I knew he would always fight for me.I choke, and close my eyes. Slowly, I could feel my breath leaving me little by little, feel his anger rushing out of him and rolling over me in waves when two knocks comes to the door.Then he grows and shoves me back again. I hear a thud and a crack onc
Dahlia’s POV:One week later.Hours passed, yet I wasn’t sure what time it is, though I could see it’s already late into the evening. It is dark outside, and pouring with rain. I am sitting upright, naked on the bed Tatum and I used to share, until now. This bed means nothing to me any more than a fucking prison bed, as he had me cuffed to one posts. My arms are outstretched, and I bet my hands are already turning purple from how tightly he had it cuffed. Tatum has never let me out of his sight after we attempted the escape, not once had he let me out of the room to speak to the women, which worried me since I heard nothing, not a sign that would tell me they were outside my door or anything. Although I settled it was a good thing, since it means he hasn’t hurt them. It was the only thing that kept my sanity intact inside the confines of these four ugly walls, which seemed to be caving in around me each passing day.The only time he has let me out of these painful handcuffs was when
Dahlia’s POVEverything stills, and we all turn to Thalia who shakily stood up from kneeling.“Please, punish me instead,”I look at Tatum horrified, who tilted his head as he raised an eyebrow at her.“Oh? Playing the good mother now are we?” he chuckles, before turning to Ayesha and dragging his hard nail further along her neck. Ayesha now lets out a scream which makes Scar let out a roar before plunging forward, but was stopped by all the women surrounding her. Her eyes flickered to her wolf’s, and I know it is not her in control now but her wolf, her need to protect her mate dominating her own.Tatum glares at Scar, shaking his head, and I growl, slowly taking a step toward him.“You never learn, do you Scar?” he chuckles, while Scar all but growls, bloodlust raging through her eyes before she was ripped back by the women forcing her down.Ayesha whimpers for her, and lets out a gasp when Tatum pulls her a little closer back against him. I growl.“And Thalia, allow me to think abo
Dahlia’s POV:Just when I thought he would never let me go, he releases me making me drop to the ground with a loud thud. My hands immediately go to my neck, tracing his fingerprints I am sure are now embedded into my skin with how tight he had me in his grip. And for the first time, I suck in air so deep than I ever needed to in my life, as I chased my breath.I hear Diana growl in my head, outraged our mate would hurt us, but he was mate to us no more. I felt the bond sever, meaning I would no longer have a connection whatsoever with him anymore. Tatum cemented my decision when he brought his knee up and kicked me, throwing me back a couple meters away while I was still catching my breath. Clearly, the man doesn’t play fair.I try to get up, but Tatum’s foot suddenly smashes into the back of my head as he stomps on my head like people normally do with the butt of their cigarettes. Diana snarls and all but spits curses at him.“Fucking b*tch, think you could reject me and get away
Dahlia’s POV:“Think you can run away from me,” he growls, and the women all took a step back yet when they touch the border, their bodies freeze yet again. Tatum laughs.I turn my gaze to him when he snatches the amulet so easily off his neck and threw it to the ground. We all watched as he stomped over it, twice, thrice, and retreats to reveal he had now broken the amulet in tiny little pieces.He growls at the last stomp, and huffs, running a rugged hand through his hair before shooting me a pointed look.“Fucking bitch, you dare run away from me,” he snaps, and my wolf winces when he curses us the way he did.I choose to ignore him and instead quickly glance at the women shaking from head to toe.“Come on, you can still make it,” I tell them, but not one of them moves even an inch from their spot. I am the only one standing past the border, which means I can shift anytime and run, only without the women I came all the way here to save. “Dahlia, you don’t understand,” Felicia whim