Berrilyl's POVThe day seemed to stretch before it ended, it had become so slow. I couldn't help but wonder if it was real or just me but it was as if I had been staying there for months and it was just a day and when the day finally ended it was like I was going to be celebrating half of the year since I was entering a new month only that this time I was celebrating it with over hunger, and tiredness. But to my dismay it was only the second day and I had to be there for seven days. I still had five extra days awaiting me and it was certainly going to feel like a decade because I was feeling worse than ever.I couldn't scream again my voice had died out and it was just the second day but then I recalled that I had just been released from being locked for three days and was not so strong but I was getting better only to be brought back here for punishment. It was the most exhausting thing for me to be in. It was so hard. I didn't even have a day in peace before being followed by diff
Berrilyl's POVI was struck with shock. It was so crazy for her to think she could buy me like I was some sort of useless slave that she could just buy.We never had an encounter but it seemed like she must have been invited to the engagement ceremony.My days in the palace seemed to make me more confused, I was certain that I had done absolutely nothing to the girl in front of me but she was happy that I was in this condition and she obviously hated me since that's the only reason why she would be this happy.It was so enraging but I had no strength to speak and waste the little strength I had in talking to anyone. It was going to be useless but I felt so humiliated and not being able to defend myself made it worse. But I kept my mouth shut.The young lady smiled at me and from her look I knew she wasn't thinking of something good so I looked away.She then brought out a fruit and placed it in front of me. Immediately she did that my eyes shut open as I picked the scent and my stomac
Berrilyl's POV My body screamed in protest at being chained to the pillar for days on end. My lips were parched and cracked, my throat dry, and my stomach growled with an almost painful urgency.Every rumble seemed to mock me, reminding me of the while that had passed since I ate. The young lady stepped forward; the heels on her shoes clicked sharply against the stone pavement. Her dress was immaculate. Every movement she made expressed her confidence, and it was in extreme contrast with my present state of helplessness. She looked me up and down, her gaze full of disdain.Berrilyl," she said, her voice an insult. You should know your place Berrilyl, she said. "Do you know what your biggest mistake was?" I didn't answer. I didn't have the strength to. My head hung low, my hair plastered to my sweat-soaked face. Even if I wanted to, I wasn't sure I could muster a single word.She didn't seem to mind my silence. If anything, it emboldened her further. "Your mistake," she continued, "
Berrilyl's POVThe hunger had never let up, gnawing at my sides, until anything else was impossible to think about. The fruit held in Grace's hand was a cruel taunt-so close, and yet so far. She held it out as if she were capable of kindness, but I knew better than to trust her."Take it," she said in a voice that was dripping with saccharine sweetness. Her smile didn't fold to her eyes, and I could see the glint of malice lurking just beneath the surface.After a moment's hesitation, my stomach was growling growl loud and clear, almost deafening. Sharp pangs of hunger allowed no room for pride. I reached for the fruit with trembling fingers, swallowing the bile of my shame.But just as my fingertips brushed its smooth surface, Grace released it. The fruit tumbled to the ground, hitting the dirt with a dull thud."Oh," Grace gasped, her hand flying to her mouth in mock dismay. "How clumsy of me!"I stared in horror at the fruit lying in the dirt, my stomach lurching with despair. Befo
Berrilyl's POV Every breath I took felt heavier than the last because of the tense mood in the room. Cain's presence was oppressive; every action he took was designed to remind me that I had no power and no options. His touch gave me a sense of possession rather than love or concern. He was touching me not because he cared about me, but because he could. He moved his hand slowly over my body, as if to show affection, but it was nothing more than a quiet demonstration of his control. It made me sick.I tried not to show how upset I was, but it was hard. He wasn’t just touching me—he was invading my space, making me feel small, like I had no say in what was happening. His actions weren’t kind. They were planned, designed to make me feel like I was nothing, like I had no choice but to accept what he was doing.Anger was growing inside of me, a fire I was unable to put out. I could feel my body tensing up against the intrusion each time his fingertips touched my skin. He seemed to be att
Berrilyl's POV Cain’s words felt like a slap in the face, each one laced with malice and disdain. He stood there, towering over me, his presence overwhelming as he glared down at me with a twisted expression of both anger and satisfaction. His words hit me like a physical blow, each syllable meant to remind me of my place, to break any lingering sense of dignity I might still have had.“You still have guts?” he spat, his voice dripping with contempt. “You’re here in this position, and you still have the nerve to challenge me?” His words were venomous, as if he found my defiance laughable, as if my resistance was some kind of joke. “No one is coming to help you,” he sneered, his eyes narrowing. “You’ll rot here before you ever get out.”The words burned into my skin, every word a reminder of my helplessness. My body trembled, a mix of fear and fury bubbling inside me. But more than anything, I felt the crushing weight of his certainty. Cain truly believed he had the power to control e
Cage’s POVI stood by the window, staring out at the courtyard, my thoughts as heavy as the storm clouds gathering on the horizon. The air in the room was still, suffocating, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Not when my mind was replaying the events of the day over and over again like a twisted reel I couldn’t shut off.The door creaked open behind me, but I didn’t turn around. I knew it was Grace before she even spoke.“Alpha?” Her voice was soft, hesitant. “You’re still here? What… what are you looking at?”I didn’t answer right away. My gaze remained locked on the courtyard, on the spot where Berrilyl had been humiliated not long ago. The image of her on her knees, her cheek red and her pride in tatters, made my stomach twist. I clenched my jaw and forced myself to speak.“Why did you do it, Grace?” I asked, my voice low and cold.There was a sharp intake of breath behind me. “Do… do what, Alpha?” she asked, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her guilt.“You know exactly what I
Cage’s POVGrace stood before me, her hands trembling as she stammered out excuses.“I—I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause trouble. I just… I was scared. I thought… thought you’d punish me.”Her words faltered as her hands twisted nervously in her lap, her eyes darting. “The fruit… it fell. I couldn’t… I couldn’t make the Berrilyl eat something so filthy. She’s proud, you know. She wouldn’t have accepted it."I held up my hand, cutting her off. I didn’t want to hear any more. Her words annoyed me, each one bringing a storm of emotions swirling in my chest. Anger. Disappointment. Guilt.Her face looked like it was drained of blood and she took a step back "Cage I–"“Enough, Grace,” I said, my voice low but firm. She flinched, her gaze dropping to the floor. "Stop," I said, my tone sharp. “I don’t want your excuses. I want the truth. Why did you treat Berrilyl that way?”I wasn't sure if I should believe what she first said so I asked again. What Grace said was kind of genuine but I needed
Berrilyl's POVTo my surprise, I heard that my brother's pack was left with no alpha and it had been taken over by some group of greedy wolves. The best part of it was that his Luna wife and the others were taken as concubine under the current leader apart from his wife Lucia who had gone earlier with some people of the pack who believed of in her and some of the slaves in the palace that agreed to help her escape. All the slaves he captured had been set free by Lucia but the ones who stayed due to greedy reason were now all under their new leader.In my opinion, Lucia was very lucky she could escape with some of the people I knew were righteous. The rest of them that I even had as friends were all sleeping with Owens behind my back so I didn't care what happened to them since they didn't bother deceiving me or hurting my feelings. They enjoyed my brother and Owens so they could also enjoy the aftermath. I just felt bad a little since I had many memories there but soon I realized t
Berrilyl's POV"Are you still in love with that idiot after everything he put you through?" William asked but I ignored him. What I needed was a way that I could make Cage forgive me for everything that I did. For every single thing that happened between us that I ruined, the people that died and leaving his face like that. There were just too many when I thought of it, and I didn't know how exactly I was going to make him forgive me. I figured out that I'd continue to try no matter what. He was the only true love I ever had."You are thinking about him. Aren't you?" William said looking at me with anger and frustration."Of course I am. Why not?""Really Sis? He punished you. Killed Owens. Turned you into a public slave, allowed people to mistreat you like you were nothing!""Yes, I know. And Owens's death was caused by Cage, and to me, it's a good thing because you knew that bastard was cheating on me, and you encouraged me to get married to him, and with what I did, I kinda deser
Cage's POVI arrived on the scene to witness something that I had not expected: William, cold and firm, was denying Berrilyl. The words coming out of his mouth were so bitter, as if he had no second thought, no remorse about what he was telling her. His eyes, which were usually so cold, were colder, harder than ever. He gazed at her as a stranger, as a failure, as something that could be discarded. There was no sympathy on his face, only complete disinterest.Berrilyl was before him, her own face twisted and pale with feeling. I could observe the shame and remorse reflected in her eyes.I remained in the entrance, observing them, trying to comprehend what I was seeing. A part of me that continued to resent her. The lies, the hypocrisy, that she had been an accomplice to so much pain. But part of me felt sympathy for her. She was also used, duped by the man she loved more than anyone. I was torn at the time, between my anger at her for what she'd done, and the sense that she was a vict
Berrilyl's POVI remained silent at the doorway, concealed in the darkness, ensuring I didn't make any noise. Williams was completely unaware that I was present, hearing everything he said. I didn’t want him to realize I was concealed just behind the door, listening in on what he was saying. My heart pounded while I remained frozen, wishing he wouldn’t see me because I wanted to listen to what he had to say.My heart ached as I listened to the betrayal, the secrets I never could have dreamed of. William's calm, assured tone now trembled with something evil. He spoke of manipulation, and plots to destroy us, and I was only beginning to understand the depth of the lies he had convinced me with. My Alpha, my brother, whom I had thought I could trust and at one point in time even suspected would never desert me, was the architect of my agony.Cage's men were standing in front of me and turned to look at me with their blank faces. It was time. I had heard enough. They had come to drag me fr
Berrilyl's POVI stood there in shock, my eyes fixed on Cage's. My heart was pounding within me, my head spinning from what he'd told me. He'd been so serious, as if he knew so for certain, speaking of something from my past that I didn't remember myself.I didn't believe him, I just didn't want to do that.I couldn't get the words I'd heard him say out of my head.It was William, my brother whom he had raised up, who guarded me, and who had always cared for me. Cage, however, abducted me, he enslaved me, and now he expected me to embrace his reality?I clenched my fists tight, biting the nails of my palms as I spun around and ran towards my room.I needed to get my head together.The moment I closed the door behind me, I inhaled deeply and my chest tightened in rage. My emotions were all tangled up, but one thing was for sure, I just couldn't believe Cage.I jumped at the knock at the door. My body hardened. Had Cage returned?I hesitated and crept toward the door, slowly opening it
Berrilyl's POVWhen I regained my consciousness I looked around and found myself in a very dark place that I could at first hardly see a thing. I tried raising my hands and felt severe pain; I was wounded in different places; it was so painful, and some were deep.Despite that I knew I had to get out of where I was, so I mustered all the courage in me to crawl out of the damn dark room and started shouting for help. My voice wasn't as loud as usual but I did my best to sound loud."Hahaha, oh my! See who's on the floor behaving like a snail. Who's in charge now? You disgusting asshole" I heard a voice say but couldn't clearly identify it."Does your head still hurt? I mean, does your body hurt? I remember throwing you in here, and it made a very loud thud," the man said again, and I realized it was none other than Cain. He had come back to take revenge on me. It became clear to me that all my crawling and shouting was useless and trying to run away from him was hardly going to be im
Cage's POV If someone had helped William escape from the hidden dungeon and find a way out of here, it either meant that he had brought someone with him who we didn't capture and was sneaking around then saw the perfect opportunity to let him go or we had a spy among us.The thought of having a spy in our midst left me dumbfounded. The spy must have known our pack so we'll that the hidden dungeon wasn't only unhidden but could be operated by whoever the spy was.Was I this careless to have never figured it out? When the spies were killed all of a sudden, I should have known there was still more to it, but I blamed Berrilyl since she always had more than one way of communicating with her brother, and I was caught up in so many problems that I forgot to investigate such a dangerous attempt further.Even if he had a someone with him who we didn't capture, there was no way the person would have got through the guards, the security system was tight which meant the only way he could escape
Cage's POVI wasn't that intoxicated. I was just tipsy. I knew where I was and what I was doing, still. But even with the alcohol in my system, I could feel my mind slipping, becoming less clear, less sharp. The edges of my world blurred, and everything felt a little lighter and easier to deal with.With that said, I didn't attack Berrilyl. She had already left, and something made me know it was not yet time to follow her. She was angry and scared. I could see that from her eyes as she turned her back on me. But she needed space, and I knew that if I followed her, things would just get worse. It was not the first time Berrilyl had left me, and I knew it would not be the last. So I simply released her.I did what I always did whenever I had to focus on other things instead. I took a hold of the mask again. It was more about obscuring my mind, and my emotions rather than hiding my face. My feelings. My thoughts. The mask gave me a feeling of control and detachment. Wearing it, I felt so
Berrilyl's POVIt was a day to my engagement already, and I had decided to carry out my plan. I had prepared for days now on how to escape, but the only way out that I could think of was to get rid of Cage. It was the last thing I could think of to save myself from getting married to him, and tonight I was going to carry out my plan.The night was calm as I walked down the halls of the mansion. There was just the soft thud of my steps against the quiet. My heart was racing, and I felt this crazy mix of fear and resolve. Was I going to do it? I stood before Cage's door.My mind was telling me that this was what I needed to do, but my body was tense and unsure. I'd never been more nervous in my life. I'd practiced this moment so many times in my mind, but now that it was here, it wasn't quite the same. Still, I could not go back. I had to move forward.I pushed the door inward slowly, as quietly as possible. The room was black except for the feeble flickering of candle flames at the ed