Valerian’s POV:“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I heard cursing coming from upstairs. No one else is here when I arrived, and I have a feeling that was my brother punching the shit out of that poor wall.Rushing up the stairs, I stopped at the doorway when I see my brother, half-shifted, as he attacked the wall by Dahlia’s room repeatedly.Without thinking, I approached him. He growled, a low menacing sound coming from his throat.“Get off of me!” he snarled, forcing me to stumble as I looked at him like he’s gone mad.Recognition flashes across his eyes and he came forward to help me to my feet.“Shit, I’m sorry, man. It’s just… fuck!” he cursed. I furrowed my brows.“What happened?”He went silent for a moment, and I waited patiently as his fur retracted to his skin. He lets out a deep sigh, “It’s Cathy.” He started.My heart sank to my stomach as he mentioned her. Technically, she is his and I had no right of claiming her. I gritted my teeth.“Why Cathy?” I looked away from him, not wanting
Dahlia’s POV:I woke up smelling the most heavenly scent I encountered, the smell of the rain and forest combined. When I came to, I felt an arm draped over me. My ass is pushed up against something hard, then I stiffened.I jolted awake, my eyes moving to the man laying beside me who is no doubt my mate, Tatum.To my horror, he was topless, allowing me to see his well-formed pecs and ripped body and I cannot help assume he had no clothing whatsoever all the way down there.I let out a scream not long after realizing I am lying with a naked man in bed. “What’s going on?” He snapped, blinking at his surroundings before his eyes landed right on me.“Y-You’re naked,” I stuttered, gasping when his hand gripped the edge of the duvet before tossing it off of him. I squealed, covering my eyes immediately.“Is something wrong?” I hear him say, but I refuse to look at him unless he puts some damn briefs on at least.“Look at me.” I shake my head.“Dahlia, look at me.” He repeated, leaving me
Dahlia’s POV:I feel his eyes on me the moment I visit the dining area Ayesha had shown me the first time. Feeling his gaze on me, I felt uncomfortable. Despite the jacket covering my upper half, I knew he could still see my milky thighs which were left exposed. I was lucky to find a jacket. If I hadn’t, it would feel like walking out to the stage in a bloody strip club.“What are you wearing?” he asked as his eyes rake over my body. I felt the urge to wrap my arms around me to hide, but his intense gaze kept me rooted in my spot.“I told you there must have been some mistake,” I murmured, avoiding his eyes watching me intensely.“No, I meant that.” He said, pointing to my jacket.“I found it,” I said, looking at him. His lips pursed, a hint of displeasure flashing across his eyes.My entire body stiffened, waiting for his next words.“Nevermind, it is your first day,” he gritted.“Come, sit.” He said as he beckoned me closer.I stared at the ridiculous amounts of food on the table f
Valerian’s POV“Mate,” my wolf growled in my head the moment the door swung open, and there she was.The sweet scent hit me like a punch to the gut, making my chest tighten. I’d avoided her for so long, hoping to escape this moment. But now, there was no turning back. She stood there, amber eyes wide, frozen in the doorway.“Valerian,” she said, her voice soft, “What are you doing here?”I tried to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. I couldn’t look at her without my wolf clawing at me to claim her, but my heart twisted painfully at the thought. ‘You can’t have her,’ I reminded my wolf, who growled at me in response. I sighed.“I—” I began, but then she stepped forward, crossing her arms.“You’ve been avoiding me,” she said bluntly, her tone coming out sharper now. “Why?”Her directness caught me off guard. My jaw tightened, and I looked away, my fists clenching at my sides.“Answer me!” she demanded.I snapped my head back to face her, anger flaring in my chest. I wasn’t angry at he
Dahlia’s POV:“I am sorry, I didn’t know,” he whispers, kissing my forehead before he cups my face. He tilts my chin to look into his piercing forest green eyes. I felt drawn to them, mesmerized in the way they seem to suck me into their depth. Then he pulled back and tucked some hair behind my ear. I looked away, but his fingers pressed on my chin tilted my head back.“I will have someone collect your luggage and bring it back to you,” he said, for which I was grateful.“In the meantime, the manager called me and said your new clothes will be arriving first thing tomorrow morning because of some delays. So you would have to make do with the clothes given to you for a while,” he said.“Okay,”He nodded to me with a smile. When he moves to leave, I tugged on his sleeve.“When will you be back?” I asked, not wanting to be left alone. “I’ll try to be back as soon as I can, Dahlia, then we’ll talk.”I am not sure what he wanted to talk about, but I nodded my head and watched him leave.
Dahlia's POV:It struck suddenly, a searing pain that radiated through my chest and brought me to my knees. I gasped, clutching at my ribs as my wolf whimpered in my mind.“What is this?” she growled, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and confusion.I didn’t have an answer. All I knew was that the pain wasn’t mine. It was his. Tatum’s. Or rather, it was his pleasure, twisted into agony by the bond. My stomach churned as bile rose in my throat.“Why does it hurt so much?” I whispered, though no one was there to answer.My wolf growled again, louder this time. “Follow it.”I didn’t want to. Everything in me screamed to stay put, to ignore the bond’s pull and pretend it wasn’t happening. But the pain was relentless, forcing me to move. My legs carried me through the halls like they had a mind of their own, each step echoing the dreadful pounding in my chest.The sounds hit me before I even reached the door.Moans, loud and unapologetic, rang through the quiet hallway. Skin slapping
Dahlia’s POV:He stood there, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed casually, his expression unreadable. His eyes roamed my body from head to toe, and a smirk crawled to his lips before he walks to me.“What are you doing?” he asked.“Getting away from your cheating ass,” I spat, my teeth clenching.He looked at me with the same smug smirk plastered on his face. He didn’t even look surprised, or guilty for what he had done. Just that same arrogance that always seemed to hang around him.“You’re leaving?” he asked, his voice dripping with smugness rather than concern.I didn’t respond. I just grabbed the handle of my bag and tried to walk past him, but he blocked my way effortlessly, stepping into the room. His hand shot out, grabbing my bag from me before I tried to snatch it back from him, but he was too fast.“Don’t,” he said, his voice low but forceful.I stopped, feeling the tug of the mate bond deep in my chest. It was like a string pulling me back toward him, the scent of
Dahlia’s POV:“Ah!” I cried out, my fingers digging into his back as I fought for control. Yet the bond flaring up to life inside me was strong. ‘You can’t resist the bond,’ His words echoed within me, going on replay before he thrusts forward again, sinking what’s left of his length deep into me. I moaned out loudly, my free hand slipping into his hair as I tugged. The feeling of his touch, his lips, and most importantly his cock buried deep into me all come together to form a delicious, irresistible sensation running through me, and I can’t think straight.He grunts letting go of my bound hand to squeeze my ass before spreading them apart and subsequently slammed into me. A deep, lewd moan escaped my lips as I took each and every one of his brutal thrusts, while he smashed his lips back against me and kissed me, hard and deep. I could feel his possessiveness through his thrusts, and the way he kissed me like he wanted to devour me whole made my entire body shudder in both pleasure
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