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.)
With a thundering growl my dad jumps on the boulders blocking the entrance and starts digging them out with his paws. He is desperate to get to his mate and soon the other guys join him. I glance at the unconscious girl in my arms then carefully carry her away from the mayhem.
The amount of bruises on her body is concerning, but the only thing that catches my dark side's attention is the smell of male's seed coming from her body. 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 my mate by the tree then take my shirt off and put it on her. She is only wrapped
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
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Ever since I could remember, I have been on my own. I was told that my parents left me in a basket with a blanket on the doorstep of an old couple's home, far out into the city. Imagine my surprise when I shifted for the first time around the mere age of twelve.You are probably wondering what I mean by "shifted" right? Well let me clear up that confusion.My name is Isla (Pronounced isle- la) Kalashnikov and I am a werewolf. Due to the fact that I have human foster parents, I grew up having a normal life and not having much knowledge about the lives of werewolves. Shifting for the first time seemed like the equivalent of getting your period for the first time. I was faced with a lot of confusion, worry and pain. It was not fun at all. Worst part is that I am not intact with my inner wolf and due to that I do not shift of
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.) Five hours earlier… My home brought a sense of serenity and peace. Though it is natural for me to enjoy the smell and the scenery that my bedroom balcony offered. I breathed in a deep breath of fresh air and sunk lower into my chair. I am only twenty-six years old, but I wanted to relax in comfort where the forest surrounded me - away from the noisy and filthy city. A place like this is what I deserve after hours spent at the office in the city."There you are!" I hear a squeaky female voice which could only be none other than Stephanie, the only useless pack member. She really is only kept around because she is an easy person to get into bed. Alongside that factor, her parents were actually respected members of the pack and were really hardw
Alessandro (P.O.V.) She bowed her head in disappointment and I can tell she was about to cry because I heard a quiet sniffle. My wolf roared in me in pain, and he watched our mate cry. You caused our mate pain. You hurt her, why would you do that?! As she got up to leave, I pondered on the thought of her being my mate even more. Before she can walk away, I grabbed her wrist. I tried my best to ignore the sparks that I felt between us, as to not hinder my judgement. “Wait.” I said, and I watched as her eyes lit up with hope. Oh boy. What are you going to do? You better not do what I think you are going to do! My wolf frantically tried to take over and it took everything in me to not let him surface because I knew what he was capable of, and things would not end well. What are you going to do? You better not do what I think you are going to do! My wolf frantically tried to take over and it took everything
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I could not believe that just happened. Despite my ego being crush into tiny bits, I felt horrible about everything. I did not get hired and he rejected me as his mate. I was so overwhelmed by emotions that I just laid in bed crying but no sound was coming out of my mouth. I have been crying for hours at this point and I feel like I have no tears left to cry.First, I was rejected by my real parents and now my soul mate. What is it about me that people who are meant to love me just do not accept? You would think by now that I would get accustomed to the rejection, but it still hurts so much, and I do not know how to handle it. I cannot go to my foster parents because they just would not understand due to the fact that I have to leave out certain information that is really vital and crucial to how I am feeling.I was obviously still in emotional pain, but my tear-stained face was no longer being moistened by any more tea
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) “Isla, honey? Are you ready?” I heard my mother call to me through my bedroom door. Currently I was getting ready to go meet Dimitri Zane, my future boss and apparently dragon king and the lord of four kingdoms. I was so excited to meet him and finally have my very first job. I seriously could not have done this without my parents. Once again, they are saving me from eternal doom. Not literal doom of course, but they really helped me out with everything. Ever since I found out about their supernatural side, things have gotten so much better at home. My dad did his fairy magic stuff and created a faux forest for me in the backyard and my mum has been teaching me how to shift on command. We also found out that I was a rare wolf because my fur was snow white and I was bigger than the average wolf which was surprising considering that I do not exercise. Like at all. “In a bit! I am just combing my hair.” I responded. I p
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) Today, Saturday, Dimitri was coming over so that I can get to know him better. It is not necessarily a normal thing for your new boss to visit your home to hang out with you but since he was a friend of my parents, they wanted to ensure that him and I became friends at least. My parents thought it would be a good idea to invite him over for game night, just so that I could become more acquainted with him. For whatever reason, I felt a little nervous about him coming over. I must have spent a little over an hour looking for clothes to wear that I thought could impress him. That was until I began to over think, and I told myself that he was a wealthy man, with wealthy women throwing themselves at him, so I could never amount to that. With those negative thoughts in mind, I settled for a short black summer dress and white flats because I was not about to break my feet for a guest in my home. That is beyond ridiculous. I set the clothe
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.) It has not been even five minutes since I sat down next to Dimitri, and he was already trying to finger bang me. Of course, he would not do anything I would not permit or even try anything without consent, so I did not feel uncomfortable in any way. At this point, it was more of a game of tease than anything else. Deep in my mind, I told myself that nothing would come of this because he was my boss, but I also knew to myself that it was fun, and I will enjoy it while it lasts. Dimitri put him hand under the blanket and began to creep his way up my thigh, not even looking my direction as he continued to play monopoly with my parents. I smacked his hand away, only for him to give my thigh a death grip before he flicked my clit through my underwear. I let out an audible gasp and bit my lip to prevent any other sounds from escaping. I glared at him. “Dimitri, stop.” I whispered to him, as sternly as I could have in
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