DUKE "Anyone who cares to give me the information that I dearly seek?" I heard Damon say, his voice sounding like a deadly weapon that could easily destroy the skin. I shifted my weight on my right leg and raised my hands higher so as to capture the scene very well. I want to be the one in Damon's position right now. He's been given the opportunity to punish our enemy but at the back of my mind, I knew he was the right person for this job. I took a peek at Mario Manuel who still laid unconscious on the floor, his body soaked in his own blood. As I watched him, I felt an urge to give him a good kick but I didn't want to make any mistakes regarding this and make Precious put up a fight. "These wolves are wasting our precious time," a hand flew to my shoulder and I shuddered, my head turning sideways only to see Richmond with an annoying look on his face. My eyes landed on his chest and I saw him heaving heavily. I could tell he was just as pissed off as I am. All I want is to wi
PRECIOUS My eyes widened in shock as I watched as Tiger's sperm swam in my pussy. Pregnancy is real. A gush of goosebumps washed over me as the reality of the moment struck me like a blow in the place. I don't want to get pregnant, at least not yet. With so many things that have happened I'm supposed to be spending time with my pack members rather than nursing a baby and I'm just too young. I looked up to find Tiger staring at me with an equal expression, no one saying anything with our heart beats being the only thing that could be heard. I don't know what to do and I guess he doesn't either. I should have taken more precaution after the last time I had a fear like this but still I didn't, rather I threw caution to the wind, believing that the moon goddess wouldn't bless me with a child at such a young age. "What do we do now?" Tiger said, his voice unsteady as he still held my gaze. I swallowed a lump in my throat as my thoughts went wire in search for a solution. "Maybe y
DAMON "It's Ben your guard.” The revelation came as a surprise, sending jolts of unease through my body and I spun around as my eyes met with my brothers' own. Even them seemed to be perplexed by the revelation and I could see father seething with rage. “Ben?" The word left father's mouth like a venom that could be poisoned and the attractive man nodded with fright in his eyes. I didn't wait for anyone to say anything as I turned to look for the betrayer. It still seems like an expensive joke. Ben? How possible was it? My eyes roamed around the guards that came with us but I didn't find Ben with them. The hairs on my neck rose as an unsettling feeling washed over me. A traitor had been living with us, in our pack and under our roof yet no one noticed anything odd about him. My mind drifted to the past memory I had with him to see if there are something that I failed to notice about him but there are none. "Where is he?" Richmond dashed forward and Nate followed after him. The
TIGER "So what about you?" Precious asked, her eyes searching mine and I maintained eye contact with her, trying to prove my point well to her. "Do you want to be mine full time or do you want to share me with our kids?" I already knew the answer to her question but I wasn't going to tell her that. And anyways, she's my mate and whatever she wants comes first, even at the expense of my own happiness. I frowned knowing I was throwing away what I'd always waited for a long time now. "It isn't as though you are not going to have them later in future." My wolf reminded me and I released the creases on my face as I smiled at her. "I'd love both to be honest but I respect your decision as your mate and Luna." Joy clouded her face as I took in her beautiful features, I felt someone cutting through the Alpha's mind link. I became very alert and my mind immediately went to my family, where they were with the rogues. Heat washed over my body, soaking my shirt to my skin, and I couldn
PRECIOUS All through the drive to where Tiger said our family were with the enemies, my mind did not rest and I felt betrayed knowing that they kept something as important as that away from me, knowing how much taking revenge on those rogues meant to me. I swallowed my saliva which was beginning to taste bitter in my mouth and I shut my eyes, my nose taking air into my already dried lungs when Tiger stopped the car. Not waiting for him, I got out of the car and sprinted toward the crowd. As I ran closer to where they were, I could perceive the strong scents of my mates including that of Alpha Rodriguez. I heard Tiger's call for me to wait for him and I paid him no attention. Rather, I ran till I got there and my eyes widened at the sight before me. Duke stood with his right hand raised and I watched him give a blow to a tied man who I presumed to be a rogue, a mighty blow, which sent him reeling on the ground. "Yippee, that's our mate. He's so strong." Michelle jubiliated in
PRECIOUS "No, that's not… " I cut him off immediately, my back turning to him as I faced Nate whose face was clouded with shame. When I looked into his eyes I remembered all the pain that he passed through and I stopped myself in time and as I was about walking away, I saw the bloodied man beside Richmond raising a knife to his neck and my eyes rounded wide as panic surged through my body. My system immediately switched to fight mode and I ran towards where they were and raised my right leg up before giving him a hard kick. The bloodied man fell down hard with a hard thud, his mouth opening wide as a loud yelp escaped from him. He looked up at me with panic and hurt in his eyes, as he folded to his side, and I gave him another kick which left him wounded in the mouth. And it was then I recognized him. The ugly monster who is responsible for the death of my pack members and parents. He made me witness my own horror film right in front of my eyes and there's no one who I hate as
DAMON By the time I ran back to where the rest were, I caught a familiar scent and it immediately brought solace to my body. I followed the scent and my eyes widened at the view in front of me. Precious, stood with her head bent over a dark man, who I guessed to be none other than a rogue, with her nails digging into his scalp. I saw the man's hair fall disgracefully down his head, and from where I stood watching them I saw his mouth moving uncontrollably and I knew without being told that he was wailing. My eyes briefly flickered across the others around, noticing how oblivious they were about what was going on. "Run to our mate now!" My wolf bellowed angrily in my head, and I did the only thing I could think about. I placed my right leg forward while my other leg went backwards before I finally took off into a run. I didn't spare the others a glance as I went to stop my mate from killing the wolf. Even though he deserved it, I didn't like the thought of the mother of my un
PRECIOUS My head suddenly became fuzzy and I felt my legs go weak under my weight. Emily's father's murder brought the incident of that day to my memory and my body racked with sobs. I felt my throat run dry and an intense feeling to throw up right there and then. It didn't help that I had to stay in the same place as those who had made my life a living hell and breathing the same air like they do made my tummy knot in disgust. With my head buried into Damon's chest, I heard him call his brothers and father. I heard gasps from them before I heard footsteps in our way. "What happened here? When did you arrive and did you catch that criminal?" Alpha Rodriguez's voice rang out loudly as he reached where we were. Lifting up my head, my eyes met with his briefly and I saw the concern reflecting in his eyes. His fatherly love brought the fresh tears back to eyes and I did nothing but allow them to fall down my face. Damon's hands went up to cup my cheeks and I wiggled his hands away
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Silent but hot tears flowed down her face as the echo resounded in her ears. She was not ready to meet her mother any time soon, and she couldn't think of ways to get out of the dungeon she was in.Her head started hurting, and she knew it was due to the numerous times she had hit her head on the floor. Placing her hands on her head, Beatrice massaged it.There was no hope left in her. The only hope she had was taken away from her when the message she sent to Mr. Francis was deleted.Tears of sorrow poured down her face continuously, her heartbeat increasing by the minute, fear clutching her heart, and her mind flying in so many places."What do I do now? How do I get out of here?" she asked no one in particular. The only thing that met her was silence and the eeriness she felt in the godforsaken place.No one had come to see her since she was left here. She had planned on begging them again when they came to check on her, and it's been hours already since she heard that sound.The on
“Who are you and what the hell do you want from me?” she said through gritted teeth, her tone cold, which made her appear dangerous for her age. Francis tipped his head backward, his eyes appraising her from head to toe. He found her demeanor amusing, and a chuckle escaped his mouth. His continued silence in response to her questions infuriated her, and she clenched her fists as her chest heaved up and down. “Why are you laughing? Do I look funny to you?” Violet snapped. She walked up to him, standing just a few feet away, her eyes boring into his, and she stomped her foot impatiently. “I demand answers!” Francis's chuckle intensified. “You really are a funny, dumb girl. I can see that.” His expression changed abruptly from a smile to a hardened glare, his jaw grinding. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, causing her face to contort in pain, a hurt whimper escaping her lips. Violet winced as he continued to yank her hair as if pulling out a weed from the soil. “What the
It was then that she heard hushed voices that she instantly recognized as belonging to her stepmother and two sisters. Sweat poured down her body, sticking her to the light material she was wearing when something caught her ears. “So you are saying that you killed that witch mom?” A hushed, happy voice of a girl rang out, and Beatrice, who recognized it as Chloe's, shuddered again. Her heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming, thereby alerting them that someone was around. Tears poured out of her eyes, but she blinked them away and walked closer to the door, her body shaking uncontrollably. Beatrice took out her mobile phone from her bag, immediately put it on record, and held it closer to the door. “Yes, I killed the bitch, and I'm happy that I took the initiative to do that,” Beatrice's stepmother said in a proud tone, making Beatrice feel like slapping her from where she stood. “I would have loved it more if you had killed
Beatrice parked her car in front of the mansion she had always seen as a home before her stepmother and her three children changed things for her. She took a deep breath and moved a finger to her forehead before massaging it with a frown on her face. This was the first time she was returning home after being kicked out, and it was all due to Duke, the guy she met some time ago at the Wild Night club when she had gone there to distract herself from her problems, and she was glad she did. Taking her cellphone out of the miniature bag she carried, she dialed the number of the man who was helping her regain her parents' properties. "Good morning, sir. I'm at the residence right now. I just wanted to let you know I will be inside the building in a few minutes." Her voice sounded crisp, yet she tried hard to collect herself. "Alright, but please record every conversation for me. It will be required in court," Mr. Francis, the man Duke introduced to her to help her get back all her rights
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PRECIOUS Duke covered my eyes with his hands, gently leading me to god knows where. Inhaling and exhaling divine air, I swallowed back my question, which I had asked for the hundredth times already. He was hell bent on not telling me or giving me as much of a hint of where he was taking me to. I could hear Richmond's chuckles behind us, but I said nothing and let Duke take me where he wanted. After all, I trusted him well enough to know this wasn't a small surprise. “Be careful of my old feet, honey.” I whispered, pulling my lower lip in between my mouth. “Not too old for my hands not to be able to massage them, prishy baby.” A tint of color made its way to my face, and I thanked the goddess that they were behind me, or else I would be teased until tomorrow. I still don't understand how I can still blush around them. It's been fifteen years already, yet I have not outgrown this attraction between us. Sparks still fly whenever we touch, and not a day passes without me thanking t