Dahlia's POVI need to fix the dress.I cut off the back area of the dress, wring it tight before tying a knot in the middle. It's now an irregular bandeau to tie over my breasts from behind. The knot in the middle of my chest, and its two ends draping down my back, one side a little longer than the other.The skirt area is too tight, so I can only fold it along its diagonals into a longer triangle before I sew it around my waist.He wants to show my body? I WILL show them!My bare neck and waist barely covered under two pieces that have no shape would definitely trigger that perfectionist's obsessive-compulsive disorder."You can't go like this! All you do is embarrassing him, you devil woman!" Barke eyes nearly pop out when he sees me, huffing angrily as I pass him.Like I'd care.Barke speeds up to block my way and I walk right into him. He dodges -- he doesn't dare touch his Alpha's sex slave. Even a sex slave, I belong to an Alpha, and am not to be humiliated just by anyone."Jus
If what I'm wearing now is slutty, then what her Alpha originally had in mind can only be described as disgusting. But obviously this is too much for her already. She is always in a tidy shirt with tight skirts, her hair always combed nicely into a bon behind her head, flat and dull, even now. Only this is the moment I suddenly realized -- She's mimicking Alpha Damon's neat style! To get his attention, I presume? An awkward attempt though. His style shouts restrain, but that brings up the wildness in his eyes even more, giving off a dangerous feeling of a fragile piece of clothing barely containing a fearful beast. However, doesn't have the dominating power behind his soulful eyes, her prude style only comes off as dull and boring. Now I can have some fun. "I'm sure to Alpha Damon, hot is defined as a tight hair bun." I curve my lips and Lola hisses at me. But she wouldn't cross the line, not with her dear Alpha next to her. "But how do you know he doesn't prefer slutty over
Dahlia's POVWhat was I expecting? That he might be a miracle after my pack was destroyed? That he can be my savior when I lose everything? I guess our mind IS oblivious. Just because he threw me a gift or two I thought I was cared for, I forgot that I had lost everyone that did care about me.I have no one now. No one but myself.As I'm buried in self-loathing, they are having a great time as if nothing happened."So, where did you find yourself such a stunner?" A guy shuts me an explicit wink and I bury my face deeper."How dare you!" Another laughs at him, "He wouldn't even let anyone see her if today wasn't--"Alpha Damon clears his throat and the guy pursed his lips with a grin."She's not your true mate, is she???""No way! A mate for THE Hades?...No way!""Definitely! She's the first ever to move into his mansion!""Tell us, Damon!""Yeah, tell us!"I close my eyes, only hoping this moment can get over with faster.Did they not see what just happened?! Would the Alpha treat me
Dahlia's POVLola takes her drink for a sip, her eyes landing on the glass like it suddenly grows so interesting that it catches her full attention. But her ears are burning red."I never had anyone before, and it has never been a problem." Alpha Damon grunts in frustration, ignoring the man's suggestion altogether.I literally watch embarrassment replace the anticipation on Lola's face."That's because you are showing a good attitude with your mate-hunting visits! Which you stopped!" The guy huffs, also in frustration. I think he is some elderly of the pack -- as in, some high ranks who served the Alpha before Alpha Damon, and is now retired.Though I didn't know the devil himself would have mate-hunting visits -- to visit other packs hoping to find your true mates. I laugh at that image."That's amusing to you?" Ignoring the elderly, Alpha Damon lowers his head at me, looking into my eyes as if he really cares about my opinion, "Sounds like YOU want to be my Luna?"And get imprison
Dahlia's POV "You want a transfer? I never knew you were interested in the Alpha's title, Lola." Alpha Damon frowns, apparently shocked at the fact that his No.1 fan suddenly wants to leave his side. When an Alpha's land grows too big, they divide part of their land to their betas for closer control. Sometimes they would grant those lands to a beta to be a new pack, if the beta's performance at the land really stands out. "I'm not, Alpha. You have my forever loyalty," Lola shook her head with a sorrowful smile, "I just feel like you don't need me by your side anymore, and I thought maintaining this piece of land is more valuable to you than me being your little tail." Little tail my ass! I would have believed her if she didn't bash her eyelashes at him saying these words. If only she had a tail it would be wagging crazily right now! I knew they had a thing! "Nonsense. You are of great value to me." Alpha Damon sounds displeased and then I realized Lola's plan-- She lost the Alph
Dahlia's POV "And this is how you beg?" He rubs his chin with the back of a finger lazily, a dicky smirk on his lips. I grip my fist to fight the urge to smash a bottle on his head. Apparently seeing through my mind, he laughs. "Tell you what, I'll give you the land if you please me." Alpha Damon waves the file tauntingly before he drops it on the sofa with a loud slap. He stretches his arms on the back of the couch and opens his legs, waiting for me. He wants my service as his sex slave, in front of everyone, to trade for my broken home. I hate! I hate so fucking much!!! I hate everything but I don't have a choice. I move my legs but they are heavy as if made by lead. Inches and inches I get closer to him before I kneel between his legs. He cocks his eyebrows, watching with an evil smirk. Someone whistles and then many join. The room instantly boils again, lit up by my personal humiliation show. Close my eyes I bite the bullet and reach out for his belt, but then he catches
Dahlia's POVI failed.I'm not sure whether I even touched Justin's lips when a painful sting occupies my whole mind--Alpha Damon grabs my hair and pulls me away, dipping my head backward deep, my throat exposed. I scream in pain, only to meet the Alpha's anger-twisted face as I reach back for my hair. He won't let go."Alpha Damon, that's no way to handle a woman!" With a serious tone, Justin frowns and walks up to save me. Alpha Damon grabs the back of my neck to dodge him, but at least the sting on my scalp is gone."This doesn't concern you, Vaccaro, but it can!" Alpha Damon warns Justin coldly.I shake to Justin. I don't want to get him involved. I feel bad enough using him to hurt Alpha Damon as it is."Care about him already?! Maybe I SHOULD involve him then!" Alpha Damon glares at my move, pulling my face close with his iron grip on my chin.He's so angry his chest is heaving like an angry sea. His pupils shaking hard as if he's going to bite open my throat. In tears I curse
Dahlia's POVHe was so savage that night I couldn't walk straight for three days.Without a wolf, I can't even heal.He is finally tired of me. If he saved me because he liked my body, now even that urge is gone. He hasn't shown up in the mansion since that night. Three days now. This has never happened before. He takes me every day, sometimes even many times during a day.He left on that night after he scourged me into a mess. He didn't even stay till the morning. He hasn't been doing that for a while.He hates me to the extreme now. Who would like a pricky pet when there are so many tame ones waiting?I just don't understand why he hasn't thrown me back to his savage wolves. To let them continue the crime that was cut short three months ago.To let my fate fall back into the hell it was heading into."Miss Dahlia is resting," Ava's voice rises right outside my door, "Please, you can't go in--please! This is the Alpha's room!"Barke is raising a fuss outside my door, but Ava's last
Dahlia’s POVHome is too strong a word for me now. Let’s just say, I agreed to go with Dad.Damon is gone, and Justin left soon after. Kayle disappeared from my sight, and so did Lola. My life suddenly became a vacuum. One thing to my solace is that Dad became the perfect dad in my memory after we left the headquarters.Sometimes I feel like the few weeks during the trial of Damon was just a nightmare, just like my memory of Dad before I was five.It was on the plane that I finally got the whole story of what happened to Dad after I was taken.Dad found out that the attack on our pack was a well-planned scheme. Damon gets me, the land of the pack, AND mom’s title for his friend. Well, by the time when this was planned, Justin was still Damon’s friend. And the rogues he hired got all the money they could scrap from our home.Dad had no choice but to flee the land. He ended up in a new city with the help of an old friend. And that’s our new “home”.Like I said, this is not home.Dad is
Dahlia’s POVA rejection is the worst experience you could have as a werewolf.The mate bond is what connects two souls together. The humans can’t feel their souls, but to sensitive creatures like us, our souls are almost tangible, and so are our mate bonds. To break something like that is like cutting us open, except the wound is not on our body, but on our souls.You won’t be able to even imagine the pain if you have never lost a limb.The rejection tears. It tears apart something that should not be apart. It leaves one bleeding, hurting, and itching for all their conscious time, as well as in their sleep. It’s like your flesh is cut open, and left open in the air, and unlike a physical wound, you can’t faint due to blood loss. You will always feel that something is broken in you, and you have no way to heal it.It’s hard to understand the concept of one’s soul being complete by itself, is also complete when it’s combined in the most intimate way with someone else’s soul, while keep
Dahlia’s POVThe van is quiet. No guards anywhere near it, not even a driver. Not exactly what I had in mind for a jail of “the devil”.Not daring to hesitate, I pull open the back door and slip up. Though it looks like a trap off the textbook, I don’t really have any other move left.It isn’t a trap. Damon is in the trunk, alone, hands not even cuffed. He is smiling at me as I close the door behind me with a thumping heart, panickedly looking for a proper place to sit when my move is so limited by the handcuffs I hid under the shirt.I feel like I’m the prisoner, not him.Damon remains silent, but I see taunt in his eyes.“Hi...” I break the silence, frowning lightly. This is not exactly what I expected. I thought he would be angry, desperate, regretful, or sad. But not this. Not this calmness with a shred of taunt.He curves his lips.“Hi yourself, Dahlia.”His voice is the bass I always indulge in, and his tone is not exactly aggressive. I’m confused now. I rise my eyebrows questio
Dahlia’s POV“Where are you heading to, miss?”I maintain my smile and clear my throat, stalling because I didn’t come up with a good excuse.Aiden managed to put together a plan at the last minute. Well, sort of. He found out where the prison van for Damon was parked, AND he took on the job to distract the guards. All I needed to do was to make it to the elevator to parking lot G and see Damon.Who would know they’d put a guard in front of the elevator door on each floor?!“I--uhhh, my Alpha told me to go meet him in the parking lot,” I open my mouth, only to realize Damon’s case definitely made the “news” here. Revealing my identity might not be the wisest move.“Which section of the parking lot, ma’am?” The guard asks with extreme patience, sympathy even. I would have taken him as caring if I was the old me. But recently I have realized that the colorful fog around people that I can see, is not something that everyone can.I can’t quite explain it, but I can more or less tell the p
Dahlia’s POV“Do you even know what you are doing?! He is the monster that destroyed our home!” Dad presses on, but Aiden steps up and he stops a few inches away. He is furious and panting, as if he just hurried over when I decided to visit Damon. Two seconds ago.Could it be? Did Dad plant surveillance on me? This thought gave me a chill down my spine. Or maybe I feel cold because of how easy it is for me to suspect my own father now.I guess I can’t just forget everything like I was little just for a few days of kindness from him anymore.“You still haven’t shown me any evidence that pins what happened on Damon, Dad,” I remind him calmly. He is hiding something from me, I can feel it. And it annoys me. If Dad was using the stress of the case to explain why he avoided letting me in on anything before the trial, he is definitely failing to explain himself for still not showing me any of his investigations now.“You have no idea how brutal they are. Do you really want to look at the pi
Dahlia’s POVIn the end, Damon was found guilty.Something about him refusing to give the court Jared and stuff. I guess that explained Dad’s sudden change of attitude -- After five months, he finally got the justice he wanted.I wanted to visit Damon, but I couldn’t find a good reason.To see my old owner who kept me as a sex slave? To see the evil who was found guilty of the crime over my fallen pack? To see the man whom I betrayed and had a bad fallout with the last time we saw each other? Or...Just to see my mate.That word feels so strange to me now.I don’t have a wolf to feel the mate bond, and with Damon gone from my life, I have totally forgotten that I have a mate. Who is in prison now, for the most horrifying crime one can do.I can’t justify visiting him, and luckily, Dad and Justin helped me from struggling myself into halves.Dad has been unprecedentedly nice to me ever since the trial. Even nicer than before the incident, I would say. He insisted on having EVERY meal w
Dahlia’s POV“She’s lying!” My Dad growls at the judge, “She’s fucking lying! How dare you, you little useless brat?! You--”“Liam Palmer!” Damon suddenly raised his voice before the judge could react to my Dad’s outburst. He turns to Dad with a calm smile yet his eyes are cold as ice, “She is an Alpha now, as much as you are. I don’t want to see you disrespecting her again.”“She is MY daughter! And I won’t take orders from a murderer! You! You murdered my wife!” Dad spat at him. Frankly, I find it shocking that he dares to shout at Damon. No one else in the Leagues seems to have the courage to do so, not even Kayle.But I guess by suing Damon, Dad already put him on Damon’s bad side permanently.Damon shoots a worried look at me. I blink in confusion.Did he think that Dad’s mentioning of Mom’s death would change my mind? I hate the murderer and I want a thousand deaths of him, but that doesn’t mean I would jump and bite anyone who my Dad accuses without proof like I’m his mad dog.
Dahlia’s POVI’m daunted in the face by this life or death question.“Dahlia Morgan, please answer my question,” The lawyer urges, his tone getting cocky, “Did Tom Sanders call out Alpha Damon’s name in the last phone call you shared with him, 10 minutes before he showed up dead in front of you?!”The truth is, Tom did. But somehow I feel wrong to answer yes.Too many things feel wrong.First of all, Tom lived in Damon’s mansion for weeks, and yet never has he showed any particular fear toward him. He is timid in front of Damon, but any Omega does in front of a fearful Alpha.Secondly, when Tom told me about that he heard the man who captured him calling the man behind the attack on that night “Alpha Damon”, he only mentioned that as highly suspicious of Damon, unlike the night at the train station when Tom shouted “It’s him! Alpha Damon is here!”If I’m trusting my gut, I would say that something made Tom recognize the man from the night of the attack on my pack, not Damon this perso
Dahlia’s POVI never got to see Dad again in those 48 hours, and it was pretty clear that even if I could, it would be fruitless. Even after two days of thinking, I still don’t understand how a simple inquiry on the case turned into such a bad fight with him.I can’t see Damon either. Apparently, the 48 hours is all they have to get anything out of him, and they are not allowing any visit until the hearing.I got a subpoena to attend as a witness, hence here I am, in the witness waiting room with a bunch of people that I have never seen in my life. Aiden can only appear as an audience.“This way, ma’am,” After what felt like an eternity, the guard came for me. I’m the last one to appear in court.The moment the guard pushes open the courtroom’s heavy door, I instantly feel Damon’s hot sights landing on me. But when I look over, he is already looking at the file in front of him on the defendant’s stand as if he never looked over.He looks the same as I remember him. Handsome, neat, sha