This time I turned on some music. I really did not want my good mood to dampen.
I think Alessandro said something else, but I really could not be bothered to pause the music. My God-complex was acting up.
I grabbed the nose ring and pushed it through the tiny hole on my nostril which was almost healed. I bled a little, I screamed a little, but I got it through, so I did not care. I cleaned up the blood and went on to put on my outfit.
I looked at myself in the mirror and realized I was THAT b*tch. My a*s looked amazing, and the skirt complimented my thighs perfectly.
I looked at the new shoe collection I had and pondered on what I should wear. Of course, I went with the thigh-high black suede high heel boots.
I walked over to the full-length mirror and did a full spin in the mirror as I checked myself out. If no one would date me then I certainly would.
Damn!
I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures. I change my Instagram privacy se
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Honestly, the date was not going as bad as I thought it would have. Who knew Alessandro had it in him to romance someone and have fun with it. We were currently in the theatre watching a horror movie among other humans of course. We kept making fun of the girls who were screaming out loud at every jump scare.The movie was good, but it was also relatively funny due to the number of horror cliches that were being played out. “Oh my gosh! Baby! Keep me safe, please. I am so scared.” I exclaimed mockingly and hugged Alessandro’s arm.As I touched his arm, I could feel him become tense under my touch and I smirked.That is right. Be my b*tch.Alessandro sighed heavily.“Do not do that.” He warned and I smirked darkly.I looked up at him innocently and pouted.“Do what?” I batted my eyelashes at him and bit my lip innocently.He
Recap…“I-I am sorry.” I started before she cut me off.“No, you are not. You are sorry you got caught. That is about it.” Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)All I could do right now is to bow my head in shame. I did not know what to say. I was speechless. Many thoughts were racing through my head, and it was becoming overwhelming.While my head remained bent down as I stared blankly at my lap, I could hear the waiter return with Isla’s food. I could hear her immediately unwrapping her meal and eating it. I do not think she cared to fill the silence between us which was quickly becoming awkward.I slowly lifted my head to look at her, only to see that while she was eating, she was staring at me questioningly.“Are you not upset?” I asked her because she seemed rather calm and collected.“No, because I am not surprised.” She said si
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I had a very restful night regardless of the events leading up to my bedtime. Maybe it is due to the fact that I was very tired right before bed, and I had the luxury of having a bath before I decided to go sleep. I was not complaining because I woke up this morning feeling great.Although I woke up like half an hour ago, I laid in bed scrolling through social media. It was routine at this point for me to lay in bed for a while as I went through many social media platforms. Since I uploaded that picture last night, my following increased, and I thought it was great, until I checked my notifications to see that my new followers consisted of Stephanie and her clique. I rolled my eyes at this.I am way too grown for drama like this and if she chooses to be immature about this, then that is her choice. I am not fighting any woman over a man who clearly made his own decision to do wrong by me. I already told Alessandro how I
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I woke up this morning feeling like a brick had hit me on the head, causing me to pass out for a couple of hours. Before I went to bed last night, I unintentionally drank a bottle of whiskey. I was so emotional after the date that I could not help myself. I wanted to go talk to her about what happened, but I felt like I was caught red-handed and there was not much that I can do to plea my case. I was so stupid to think that I could have the best of both worlds that I became greedy and now I might lose her. I do not want to give up on her, but at the same time, I am not sure what I should do about this.There were countless times last night when I would find myself in front of her bedroom door, trying to find the courage to knock on the door but I could not bring myself to it. I really messed up this time and I do not know how to fix this.I laid in bed for another fifteen minutes before I decided to shower and get read
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I sat on the couch and waited for Alessandro to return with his money. I was making myself an ice cream sandwich, making a mess on the couch, and hiding it with the blanket when I heard the front door open and heels clacking against the floor soon after. I could tell that the person was immediately making their way up the stairs as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Both persons stop walking and I smirked.I hiked my shorts higher up on my waist so that my a*s was on full display and pulled my tank top down to make my breasts pop. I also cupped them both one by one in the bra and pulled them up to give me more cleavage. I walked over to the stairs to see Stephanie and Alessandro. Before I could make my presence known, I stood there silently to listen in on what they were saying.“Stephanie, what are you doing here?” Alessandro asked in a hushed tone.“I wanted to see you,” Stephanie
Stephanie Wilde (P.O.V.)How dare she humiliate me like that? That was so demeaning and embarrassing. I know Alessandro was only saying those things to me because his mate was around. I could tell by the twinkle in his eyes. If she was not around then he would have been wrapped around my finger. I will never give up on our relationship. Alessandro is being brainwashed by that b*tch and I will do anything in my power to save him.As I exited the house, I made my way to the packhouse to devise a plan to get Isla out of the pack. She was still a rogue and is not a part of the pack, so it should be easy. When I entered the pack house, everyone grew quiet and looked at me.“What is up folks?” I asked as I plopped down on a couch.A few people rolled their eyes at me while others avoided eye contact with
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alessandro called a pack meeting a while ago after Stephanie left the house. We decided to finish one more movie before we got ready to leave for the packhouse. Alessandro and I were currently cuddled up on the couch as we watched the last movie which was a horror. I kept making fun of him whenever a jump scare would successfully startle him.What he did not know is that I have watched every one of the horror movies I put on before, so I knew what to expect. Of course, when I watched them for the first time I got scared, but now I could not because I knew what to expect and when to expect it.“Well, that movie was interesting,” Alessandro said as he stretched the movie credits rolled.“Yes, I know right. Did you know those movies were based on a true story? We can actually pay to visit the houses spoken about the movies.” I stated and Alessandro’s eyes bulged out of his eyes.
Stephanie Wilde (P.O.V.)I made my way to my parents’ private quarters and into the room that Alessandro just so graciously paid for me to get built so that I can have more privacy. I sat on my bed and pulled out the piece of paper that the Adelina lady gave to me. I tried to recall the instructions she gave to me on how to use it. As I pondered on it, I felt my hand getting warm. I looked down at my hand to see that I had involuntarily formed a fist while I was thinking about her.The longer I held the fist, the warmer my hand was becoming. I tried to open my hand, but it was closed shut. At this point, my hand was getting hotter and it started to burn. I grabbed a pillow with my other hand and screamed into it as tears welled up in my eyes. I felt my body shaking and my wolf was coming to the surface but could not breakthrough. My head was pounding, and I felt like there were a million voices in my head all at once. My heart began to beat
Hunter(P.O.V.)When we finally reach the Clan, it was already past midnight. The journey was peaceful; my mate had fallen asleep on my back. My mom has also remained unconscious, but the soft breaths I heard on the way confirmed that she is been sleeping. Dad mind linked everyone to stay inside, saying that we retrieved their Queen, but she is sleeping so they can see her after she wakes up. I see Theo and Liam get out of the house to help us with our mates.The rest of the guys leave to their respective houses, seeing that everything's fine now. Theo helps get Skye off my back, so I can shift, while Liam helps mom. Dad shifts and we carry our mates inside. Skye wakes up in my arms with a start, gasping in shock when she sees me. I feel her body tense, as she glances around the hallway."Shh, little mate, you are okay. I am taking you to my room so you can rest. Well, after we get you clean." I smile lovingly at her, not showing her how pi
TRIGGER WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS R**E AND IN**ST. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE SUBJECT!!!!Hunter(P.O.V.)Witha thundering growl my dad jumps on the boulders blocking the entranceand starts digging them out with his paws. He is desperate to get to hismate and soon the other guys join him.I glance at the unconsciousgirl in my arms then carefully carry her away from the mayhem.Theamount of bruises on her body is concerning, but the only thing thatcatches my dark side's attention is the smell of male's seed coming from herbody. I notice a trail of dried white substance on her thighs,confirming my fears. The blood between her legs tells me she was forced.I will kill the fucker who did this to her.I carefully lay mymate by the tree then take my shirt off and put it on her. She is onlywrapped
Skye (P.O.V.)No, not again. Please God no.I am so tired and fed up of going through this. How can a father do this to their own child?It is disgusting.I never understood why some people would willingly have children only to mistreat them later on in life. In my opinion, it takes a different type of person to do something like this to their own flesh and blood. To the persons who have justified my father's actions in the past by telling me that he was depressed and how much he missed my mother, go fuck yourself. People lose their loved ones all the time. Not because I may look like my mother means that I am her or gives him any right to violate me.He is a disgusting man, and he deserves to die. I really hope he does.And I know it is said that you should not wish bad upon others or wish death upon others because karma will get you, but I do not care. At least if I die, I will not have to endure this lifelong pain and suf
Trigger Warning: This chapter mentions r*pe and inc*st.Skye(P.O.V.)I tried to separate my mind from what was actually happening to me in this very moment. I tried to zone out like usually would on any other given day. When it happened the first time, I was traumatized. When it happened the second time I was furious...but when it continued to happen after time and time again of trying to escape, I knew that this would simply become my new life. I was no longer sad, or depressed. I was no longer traumatized - okay maybe this is the definition of trauma but I felt numb.I was finally numb to the pain and betrayal I felt all this time but what was so different this time.As much as I wanted to not be able to think or feel, I could no longer control it. Is my brain really trying to get me to confront my problems now?If so, then it really has some messed up timing.Of all the things I should b
Twenty years later….Hunter (P.O.V.)"Hunter!"I feel fingers poking my cheek, but I try to ignore them.If that mystery person knows what is good for them, then they would not be trying to wake me up from my very relaxing slumber. As I tried to ignore the intruder from waking me up, I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to drift back into the dream I was just having. It was fresh in my mind and though the very sweet slumber that I was having felt nearby, as the little nuisance continued to bother me, I could feel it drifting further away from me.Great, now I am about to be grumpy for the rest of the day. I wanted to wake up fully to push the assailant away and maybe lock my goddamn bedroom door which I really thought I did do last night, but I know that if I force my tiresome body off this bed right now, I will be forced to actually murder someone today and I
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I do not know what I was expecting but it was not this. Things were really bad at the clan and I could have sensed it when as soon as I got to the borderline and I think everyone felt it. The air felt tense and quiet and as soon as we got to Ambrosius's land I can feel everyone's stress and worry.Call it motherly instincts I guess.I sort of felt bad for them. Though, the situation was kind of disappointing. Ambrosius should have put his clan first. After all, he would not have great strength and power without them or their loyalty to him. However, that was not the case. He neglected his duties as an alpha and instead of thinking about the clan's needs, he got selfish and simply found a Queen replacement. A clan does not need a Queen unless she is capable of uplifting the alpha and the clan. Had he thought about this and the needs of his people, he would not have taken that skank in.What is even worse is that s
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I do not think that I can completely hide the fact that the thought of seeing Ambrosius again is making my heart race a million miles per minute. Since I left the clan and vowed to never go back since everything had happened, I got busy and never gave Ambrosius a second thought. I kept my mind on building a clan of my own and finding something secure and stable for myself. Something that I can call my own.Something that could not be taken away from me without a fight. A lot of fighting.But now as I prepare myself and his son to return to his clan for a visit, I could not help but think about how things could have been different. Had I not left the clan, how would have my life turned out.I mean I left and made a name for myself. I got stronger than ever and even built a family of my own. Loyal friends turned to family.I guess this is another case of 'everything happening for a reason.'I needed t
Shane (P.O.V.)It has been five years since our Queen left the clan and I can honestly say that it is like she left with the heart of it. The clan has never been the same since she left and it had everything to do with the alpha. Our leader, nature's chosen leader, has fallen since that God awful day Queen walked out on us. The clan felt betrayed to some point when she left because it was like watching a mother figure give up on you and even though we knew it had something to do with what the Alpha did, despite the fact that it angered all of us, we kind of had no choice but to side with him regardless.That is unless we wanted to choose to go rogue and then join her clan of Deads. Which is something that we will never do of course. Part of being in a clan is being loyal no matter what. In instances where the alpha of that clan does not respect their clan members, practices a dictatorship type of leadership, or promotes fear instead of respect for obed
Five years later...Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I think that I have been doing well on my own since I left Ambrosius. Or at least that is what I have trained myself to believe, I do not need him or the Clan. I have been alone all of my life. Betrayal, loneliness, and pain is all I know, and it has become something that I have accepted. It is a part of me. It made me the strong woman that I am today. So much so that I now give orders instead of taking them and following them.This is nothing new.It was bound to happen eventually you know. This is who I am. This is what I had been trained all of those years to become.A Queen.A monster.How could anyone love someone like me. At this point it is kind of impossible. At least that is how I feel. It is how I