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
PRECIOUS I jolted awake, my heart racing, as an ear splitting noise shattered the peaceful embrace of sleep that I was into. I stretched my arms wide on the large bed as a yawn escaped from my mouth. I fluttered my eyelashes before finally opening them. My eyes flickered across the room and they immediately shut back close at the blindly light in the room. Immediately, my left hand went up to my eyes to shield them from getting affected. A knock came on the door and I was forced to look up. Grunting loudly, I tried sitting up before inviting whoever it was that was outside my door. A round head poked in and I immediately recognized it to belong to Jane. She had been helpful to me since we got back from our holiday trip. "Jane," I said slowly, eyeing her up and down. She was dressed in a green loose gown that was the attire for the maids. "Luna… " Her face brightened up, and I cocked my eyebrows up. "The Alpha King instructed that I should get you dressed and be down stairs
PRECIOUS I let go of my dress frustratingly, wondering what I was going to wear back to the party when the door knob turned. From the window I saw the person walk in and my jaw dropped. It's the man with the sunglasses. Even with the sunglasses I could still make out the smirk which was crawling up his lips. A soft gasp left my mouth as I watched him come closer to me, with each step he took near sprinting forth danger bells. My back hit the tiled walls and my hands fisted on the area that I held on my dress. "Hello feisty princess." He clicked his tongue out, swiping it over his lower lip. I gushed at the gesture but I didn't say a word. I suddenly felt irritation creeping up my spine when I saw him tilt his head upwards, with arousals rubbing off his body. "Go away!" I whisper-yelled, not wanting to be here with him. My mind went blank as he continued striding toward me, ignoring my words. "I'm your Alpha, and I'd appreciate a little respect from you my feisty princess.
PRECIOUS His kissing soon became extremely fierce before he finally let go of my mouth, a happy smirk gracing his lips. My breathing became hitched and I opened my mouth so that I'd not faint because of lack of air. Tiger's breath fanned my skin and my body became very hot. I wanted to grab his head and wound my hands around his neck and cover my mouth with his. I want his tongue to play tug war with mine and make me full of heat under my legs. "If you needed someone to kiss you, you know you could have called either of us." He smirked, and it immediately wiped out of his face as his expression took a drastic change. He looked hurt and I swallowed as fear washed over me. I wondered what I could have done wrong before I saw him glaring hard at someone. Then it finally registered… I gobbled loudly and his gaze flickered back to me, his left brow raising questionably. "I… it's not…" I stuttered, not knowing what to say. He might have misinterpreted the situation and I helplessl
TIGER Immediately Precious chased after Richmond, I turned my attention to the other man who wasn't supposed to be here in the first place. My gaze slid over his handsome face that made women yearn for him and the thought that maybe Precious was one of them made my tummy churn with jealousy. If not that he was Alpha, I would have taken his life by now and I bet that's why he's looking so undisturbed. "What was that for Alpha Leo?" I asked loudly, not taking my eyes off him. I noticed the corners of his face turning into a smirk and I was tempted to wipe it off from him. "What were you doing with my mate? Is that the reason you were invited here tonight?" I flared, not caring to think whether he's a fellow Alpha or not. One thing that pisses me off is the audacity he had to follow my mate to the ladies convenience and still had the guts to attempt to kiss her. The picture is one proof and although we were informed that they kissed, my brothers and I didn't believe it. If anything a
"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