Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
“Get up there, before I make you. You work for me, and you have to do as I say. You are nothing but an object to women. Do you think I do not see you dressing up for attention from men? You want the attention that badly that you always have your body on display. Look at what you are wearing. Your breasts are on full display. Now get up there and do not embarrass me.”
I was stunned. I could feel myself on the brink of crying and I did not want to move. I was both scared and hurt. I found myself just looking at Dimitri in disbelief.
I slowly got up from my seat and made my way to the stage. I stood in line with all of the other girls. I felt so out of place next to them. They were the typical trophy wives or trophy wife wannabes. They seemed really excited to be here. They were all giggling a lot and fixing their hair and makeup despite the fact that they were on stage in front of hundreds of people I simply s
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“So, what do you want to do now?” Alessandro asked.We were currently in the limo as the driver drove around aimlessly as per Alessandro’s request. I could tell he wanted to take care of me and make sure I was okay. When we got into the limo, we simply sat in silence as I recollected myself. It took a while for me to come to, but when I did was grateful that Alessandro gave me some space to do just that.“Would you like to go home? I would understand if you would prefer to just be alone after what happened.” Alessandro spoke again.I looked at him and he was looking down at his lap as he toyed with his fingers nervously. I could tell that he was nervous and really want to hang out with me but was putting his feelings aside to adhere to my comfort instead.I smiled in appreciation and shook my head.“I do believe I owe you a date Mr. Petrov as you did just pay thre
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“I know. I rented out the location for a couple of hours and paid the workers something a little extra for every thirty minutes of overtime that I have made them work. It will be just like a regular carnival but without the crowds and screaming abortions…I mean children. I have always wanted to go to a completely empty carnival. When I was a kid, my father would always take the family to carnivals whenever someone in the house was celebrating a birthday. On those days it would be so hectic and busy, that by the time we got to the carnival, it would be so crowded that most of the rides would be closed by the time we got a chance to even try to get onto one of them. There are many rides I have never gotten to try. Simply because of that and because by the time I got to the right age that I could ride the ones I wanted to go on, I had become consumed by responsibilities because my father died, and I was left to take care of
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I did not want to admit this, but this was my very first time at a carnival. Sure, I was not getting the full experience which included the crowds and loud noises, but I was already having fun with Alessandro.I hopped onto his back without a warning, almost making both of us toppling to the ground. I made sure to wrap my legs around Alessandro’s waist and my arms were automatically wrapped around his neck.“Do not choke me. I like oxygen more than I like having you on top of me.”We both laughed and he carried us over to the first ride. The Ferris wheels. I always saw these in the movies. They looked like fun.“How about this first?” Alessandro asked.I nodded and climbed off of him. We got into the ride and waited for the guy at the station to start the ride. The poor fella looked tired as hell. I could tell that he resisted the urge to sigh before he ap
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)After a date night with Alessandro and all that occurred during and after our date, Alessandro and I had created a special bond that I felt like I should not get too comfortable with. I was on edge ever since Alessandro and I started talking more again and hanging out even though I felt like he had cleaned up his act much more since the last time I ever considered being with him exclusively. The effort that I wanted months ago so that he could gain my trust after breaking it multiple times was being displayed evidently and while I was grateful for this, I was sort of paranoid about it all. I felt as though if I were to get comfortable with him again, he would cheat on me or stop trying as hard. I am also scared that he would be using me for whatever reason.I do not want to boost my own ego or anything along those lines, but ever since I found out I had all of these abilities – though I may not know how to use them prope
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I was almost at the office now and I deeply considered calling Alessandro to see if he wanted anything to eat. Though it is already nine o’clock so I could only assume that he had eaten breakfast. Besides, I sort of did not want to stop to get anything, I just really wanted to get to the office to scope out the scene there since the last time I was at the head office, everyone ignored me and treated me badly. Now that I am sort of acquainted with his back, I would hope that everything would be a little different.Finally, I could see the building and I drove up to it quickly and entered the garage. It was jammed pack in here. I began to drive around in circles looking for a parking spot. When I got to the top level of the garage, I saw Alessandro’s car and beside it was an empty parking space. Excited and relieved, I drove up to it, only to see a cone occupying the space. In front of the cone, however, was a plaque
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I smiled and giggled a little bit as Alessandro blushed deeply.“Aww, it is okay. I think it will be fun to throw paper balls at you whenever I get bored or hungry. Whichever comes first, also this is your office. You should not give it up for someone else’s convenience, but I do appreciate the gesture. You are sweet.”I pinched his cheek which caused him to blush even more and smack my hand away from his face.“Shut up.”I chuckled at his childish response.“Okay, so give me a tour of my desk.”“Okay well, that is your desktop, it has every software needed for you to fulfill necessary tasks daily along with some things that I may send you every now and then. The laptop is for your own personal use. It is
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)It is about the end of the workday for Alessandro and me. I had a really great day today. As my first day on the job, I could honestly say that I found the correct work environment for myself. Everyone respected me a lot, here at work and it was not the type of respect that came as a result of dictatorship, it came from pure democracy. I was charismatic, and respectful myself toward my work colleagues and even made a couple of friends.After Alessandro gave me a tour of the office, we dove into work straight away. Work did not feel like work, rather it felt relaxing and fun. Although the workload was a bit heavy, I did not feel overwhelmed by the pressure at all, and I took my time as I continued to work so that I could produce quality content. When lunchtime came around, Alessandro and I were both too busy with work to even consider going out to eat, so we simply made a meal out of whatever we could use from the fridge. Thank
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Dimitri began to drag his finger along my skin before he stuck his hand under my shirt to caress my ribs. Due to the fact that I am highly ticklish, the instance his finger made contact with my ribs, I jumped, and the bottom half of my body rubbed against Dimitri.Oh no.I did not mean for that to happen.“Mm, I see that the wh*re wants me just as badly as I want her.” Dimitri taunted.“What do you want from me Dimitri? Must you haunt me everyday for fun?” I asked Dimitri.“I want you…I want your powers. I want to be able to harness them. See, while I was away on my little trip after Adelina cursed me or whatever, I went on a little detour through Europe and finally China. When you think Dragon, you think Chinese or Japanese right? That is what I thought as well. Lucky me for having a brain and knowing how to use it. So, I went to China in search of a witch or an
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