Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
I was really hungry at this point, and I felt like I could not function. Just then a reminder popped up on my screen and I gasped. I forgot to remind Dimitri that he has a meeting in about two hours. Yikes. I immediately stood up from my chair and walked into his office. When I entered, he did not even bother to look at me but instead, laid his head on the desk. “Boss, do not forget that you have a meeting today at twelve with an undisclosed client.” I childishly chuckled at the way I addressed him as ‘boss’. I knew his ears perked up at that because he was about to lift his head before he forced himself not to. This man is a literal child. In fact, I would not be surprised if he were pouting right now. He muttered something under his breath, but even with my werewolf hearing I could not muster what it was, so I just assumed he said thank you. “You are most welcome boss!” I exclaimed happily, griAlessandro Petrov (P.O.V.) I arrived at the firm about thirty minutes early and was immediately escorted to the conference room. I had stopped to get lunch before I made my way here so as I entered the room and realized it was empty, I decided to have my lunch. Although I was early, I expected the chief executive officer to be here or someone of the sort to keep my company while I waited for the meeting to start, but no. The room was completely empty with the exception for a projector, a screen, a table which was surround by chairs. The room was rather cold, and I could tell it was soundproof because the difference between the noise outside and the noise that could be heard from inside the room, once the door was closed, made a huge difference. I sighed and took a seat to have my lunch. As I finished my lunch, I got up from my chair to walk outside to locate a bin. As I exited the room and took a few steps toward the numerous cubicles that stood before me, I was
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Ah! The third day of work. I wonder what will happen today. I did not even bother to wake up at five this morning. I did not mind going to work late today and I know Dimitri would not either. I could only assume that the guys at work are overseeing construction for a new conference room because Alessandro may have destroyed it while he threw his tantrum. I still could not believe that he came back for me. I know it was coincidental that he just happened to have a meeting at the place I got a new job, but the fact that he acknowledged my presence and begged for me was just mind boggling. I was uncertain as to whether I should feel honored that he just now realized my worth, or if I should feel disgusted about his behaviour. Either way, it is a new day and life goes on. I had not told my parents about the incident, but I am sure they would learn about it at some point because people talk a lot. I figured that I should try to g
Dimitri Zane (P.O.V.) I watched as Isla confidently explained the case and end with her own conclusion. To be honest, I was really impressed by what she did. Considering she has no experience in law, doing what she did in a room full of lawyers took a lot of bravery. I was very out of it today. Whilst in the conference meeting, I had so much going through my mind that I could not concentrate. I could not think, and I found it difficult to focus on the case at hand, so much so that I did not know what to say when my opinion was asked of me. When Isla chimed in with her thoughts and ideas, I felt stupid. Here there is a person with absolutely no experience in law, outshining the chief executive officer of a law firm. I know everyone realized this, because during her fantastic presentation, Johnathon nudged me in approval as to say that she was amazing. I know she was, but of course I could not tell her that. I had to keep her in her place and let her know that she
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) It was about seven at night by now and I had just finished getting ready to go out with Dimitri for drinks. To be fair, although I was still upset at him for what he did in front of all of those men at the meeting, he did save my parents from Alessandro’s wrath, so I felt obligated to be nice to him. We discussed where we were going to have drinks and Dimitri said that he wanted to go to a nightclub in Los Angeles. He claimed that it would not be crowded as it is only the third day of the week. Only sick people would party on a Wednesday apparently. There was no need for me to dress to impress, so I settled on a pair of tight faux leather pants, black combat boots, a black lacey crop top and a leather jacket to go with it. When I got done doing my hair and make-up, I made my way downstairs, where I could see Dimitri chilling in the kitchen with my mother. I believe my father left a while ago on clan business seeing as a werewolf just tri
Dimitri Zane (P.O.V.) It was risky going out tonight with a known threat roaming the woods, but I really wanted to take Isla out to apologize for my past behavior. I would really like to turn over a new leaf with her and change the way she sees me. Although I still held my intentions to romantically be with her, this time I would not rush things and instead, I would let things flow and go at her pace. I shifted in my seat and automatically placed my hand on the gun I had stuck on my waistband. It was for emergencies. I had a feeling her very persistent mate would try something tonight and I am not going to be taken by surprise, especially with Isla in my care. Her parents would hate me if anything were to happen to her and pissed off fairies are not a good thing, because where there is good, there is also evil. Fairies have the ability to turn dark which harnesses necromancy as their main source of power. This can bring about a lot of destruction and chaos. When this oc
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) This morning I woke up in my own bed, with no recollection of what happened the night before. I knew I did not get drunk, because that is just something that cannot happen but for some reason, I could not recall what happened last night. I rolled out of bed, surprised that I even slept in and picked up my phone from the nightstand to check for missed calls. There were none. Huh. Oh right. I am unemployed. I forgot. Dang. Realizing I was still in the clothes I wore last night; I grabbed a clean towel and entered the bathroom to shower. When I looked in the mirror I gasped in horror. I was covered in blood. What the hell happened? I ripped my top off and sniffed it. By now I think I could differentiate between werewolf blood and human blood. When I sniffed it, I registered it as werewolf blood. Did I kill my mate or something? Wanting to ensure I did not do just that; I blocked my caller ID and calle
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I was awoken by the mention of rogue. I have not come across much female rogues. Whenever they are passing through my territory, they always ask for permission to join the pack or get their throats ripped open. Daring the bravery of such a wolf, I immediately demanded that she be escorted to my office. Surely, she can smell a building full of wolves when she enters one. How stupid must she be. After five minutes of waiting, my felt butterflies in my stomach and a very happy wolf pacing through my thoughts. I raised my eyebrows and chuckled in discomfort. What the actual fuck man? I said to my wolf. I can feel our mate nearby. Before I can assess the situation, I smelt a welcoming scent. It smelled like vanilla, chocolate with a hint of cinnamon and freshly baked cookies. It was mouthwatering. I felt safe and loved just having that scent in the air. I got off my chair and stood up, staring out of my
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) I was slowly brought out of my unconscious state by a tickling sensation on my feet. Twitching to avoid the annoying substance, I kicked forward and was met with a groan. I peeked one eye open to see the perpetrator and saw Dimitri rolling on the floor, holding his crotch. “Oh my…are you okay?” I asked in faux concern as I chuckled at his pain. “Yes, I am perfect.” He replied. “Well, I would not say perfect, but I got you.” I got off the floor and took in my surroundings. “Welcome to the realm of fairies and dragons! I have never brought a girl here before.” He said nudging me, to which I just rolled my eyes at. “I can see why, considering you had to knock me out to get me here.” Like whom does that? Asks me to go on adventure and then knocks me out to take me to a secret place. Oh! Wait. Insane people do that! “Sorry about that, the portal to enter this world would be rather uncomfor
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