Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
I found myself in a club. The place was crowded and as soon as I entered, all I could smell was sweat and the arousal that everyone felt in the club. I could see everyone gyrating on each other, some were even doing things that are not meant for the public eye, but no one cared. Everyone was in an adrenaline rush, and they were having fun. Something I came here to do as well. I made my way over to the bar and took a seat. I immediately gained the attention of the bartender, and he made her way over to where I was sitting.
I smiled at him, and he smiled back. He was really handsome, and I could not keep my eyes off him.
“What can I help you with tonight?” He asked as he bent over the bar at eye level and made eye contact with me.
The bartender was so close to my face that I could smell his minty breath. I felt a strong attraction to him, but I could not explain it.
It is similar to the feeling I
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I felt really restless. I have been in bed all night waiting for Isla to get home. I did not want to call her because I did not want her to know that I was thinking about her. My pride was keeping me back from doing the things that I want to do for her. Which is stupid. I should not be prideful in this situation because it is all my fault. I am the one that has been treating Isla as though she was an option and now, she is out with another guy, probably having the time of her life.The first and last time I took her out on a date, ended up being a disaster because she went on the date with me despite knowing about my infidelities. How could I be such a screw up?!I was so angry at myself. No amount of alcohol could help me right now. I just needed her; I needed to hold her in my arms; I needed to know what she was up to. It is not like I could even go out to meet her right now because I had no idea where she was. Walki
Alveric Valentine (P.O.V.)Succubus.That is the first word to come to mind when I saw Isla’s eyes. In case you do not know what, a succubus is known to be a female demon that sleeps with men in their dreams. It has been speculated that they use this as a technique to lure their victims to them so that when they do have them in their grasp, they can kill them. However, during my years as a historian and messenger waiting for the prophecy to unfold, I have witnessed the adaptations of succubus throughout the centuries. It is not often that a succubus shows up, but when they do, they are usually harnessed and controlled by a secondary party. The secondary party is usually a witch. The witch would control and harness the powers of the succubus so that the succubus could collect souls for the witch. If this is the case, then Isla would be in a lot of danger.“Come on, you troublemaker,” I muttered before I grabbed her arm and attem
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I looked between the two men in front of me bicker back and forth and I had to refrain myself from rolling my eyes. Why are men so immature? Like, it is okay when I do it but when they do it irritates me. It is a double standard I know, but it is what it is.“Well fellas, I guess I will see you on the other side. I shall make my way back home now.” I said out loud in an attempt to gain their attention.They stopped bickering and turned to me.“Are you sure you are okay to drive home?” Dimitri asked with concern written all over his face.I smiled in appreciation.“Yes, totally. I will be okay. My house is only like forty-five minutes away from the city so it would not be a long drive anyway.”I feel like my social battery has gone low because I could not wait to get into my car and just be alone. I do not know what it is, but something about this night just
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)It has been a month since everything happened concerning Adelina and Alessandro. After the one night I had at the club, everything has been quiet. I started working for Dimitri as promise, much to Alessandro’s dismay. He begged me to work for him, but I just needed some time away from him. It was bad enough that I was living in his house, I would rather not see him at work as well. Seeing him twenty-four-seven was just something I could not and would not do.I was currently at the office, documenting some files for Dimitri before we make our way to another meeting. There is a charity event coming up, and since the date had been decided for the event, he has been getting meetings nonstop with clients who want to be a part of the event. Usually, they would come in as a form of bribery during big cases that are going on where they are against the public for a lawsuit. Attending the charity event for them and donating would
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)I sat in the living room on the floor with all of my work sprawled out in front of me as I hopelessly tried to organize what I had to do. I tried to make a work setting so that everything would become easier for me to deal with but the more I tried to fix everything – the clustered the room seemed to become. I felt overwhelmed and I wanted to give up.Just then the front door opened, and Isla walked through. Her head was up in the sky, and she was walking briskly. As she was about to walk up the stairs, she seemed to take notice of the position I was in and walked in my direction.“What are you doing?” She asked and I bit my cheek to keep myself from smiling brightly at the mere fact that she was talking to me and was showing interest in what I was up to.“Well, as I no longer have a personal assistant and Stephanie messed up my meetings, I have a lot of backed up work and I figured I wou
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.As soon as I got to my room, I took off my clothes and turned the shower on. I undid my hair and as I stared at myself in the mirror, I massaged my scalp to allow myself to ease the tension on my scalp from wearing a tight bun all day. It honestly felt amazing.Eventually, I hopped into the shower and quickly scrubbed my body. It felt so good to finally shower after a long day of work. I would have drawn a bath if it were not for the fact that I had offered to help Alessandro out with his work.When I got home and saw him sprawled out on the floor looking so helpless, my heart sunk. I do not hate him, I just acknowledge more than ever that he is a hardheaded idiot – as are all men, so I excused his behavior. This did not mean that I have forgiven him for betraying me once again, but if I re
Alessandro Petrov (P.O.V.)Isla and I sat on the floor laughing, eating, and watching the movie. We were doing everything besides actual work. I did not mind it at all. I got the opportunity to spend time with her and I was having a blast. I missed this so much. I cannot remember the last time I ever had this much fun with someone or at all for that matter. It was both relaxing and encouraging to seek genuine emotional and intellectual connections to others. I think my days of sleeping around with multiple women and cheating are over. I had the feeling Isla would make a better man out of me one day and it has already begun.We had gotten to the part of the movie where Coraline’s other mother turns into this really tall and lanky creature. At this, Isla burst out into a fit of laughter. She fell back onto the couch whilst kicking her feet in the air. I looked at her in amusement and smiled.“Care to share the joke?” I asked and
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“Thank you for explaining that to me. I know you did not have to. I really appreciate it. God alone knows what I would have done if I kept overthinking every possible scenario that could have played out while you were out there without me.”I did not lie…I just did not tell the whole truth. I did not feel bad for the things that occurred at the club but as I explained that night to Alessandro, I recalled the guy I met at the bar. My heart fluttered as an image of his face appeared in my mind. I wish I got to know him better. I could not get him out of my mind and the last thing he said to me before he disappeared. I wondered if having two mates is possible.I sighed involuntarily as the thought of not having a family of my own crossed my mind. I wish I had someone of my own to explain these sorts of things to me. To offer me guidance and have answers to my questions. I really missed my parents. I wish
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