Dame’s POV
Opening my eyes felt like pure torture. The room appeared to blur at first before it cleared out. My wolf growled underneath. I tried to sit up and my body moved painfully and slowly like I had been hit by a load of brick. Adjusting myself properly, I let out a slow exhale. It took me a moment to notice Lance sitting with his legs crossed on the couch opposite the bed.
My throat scratched painfully as I managed to swallow some spittle. He stood up and poured me a glass of water. Drinking it slowly, I cleared off the cloud in the throat.
“How long have I been unconscious?” I
Jean’s POV“I allowed your mother in. Ensure she doesn’t do something as silly as making any recording of anything. I have had just about enough of every one of you today.” Lance stated with evident irritation in his voice.I nodded slowly, avoiding his eyes. “Thank you.” He didn’t respond and left the room. Moments like this make me realize that I have no one to lean on except my mother. Since the packhouse is still on lockdown. I had to beg Lance to allow her into the house while promising she wouldn’t go overboard. The maids and guards are whining subtly
Dame’s POV“How are you feeling?” Kate asked her hand caressing my hair. It felt beautiful having that subtle touch around me. The only kind of peace that I require at the moment. She had come by the house to see me and her appearance had me thinking of the many things that I could do to her. “I feel good now that you are here,” I replied, trailing my finger on her thigh. She shifted a bit putting her hand down. “How long did the doctor say you would be in bed
Chapter 129Jean’s POVI could feel their eyes staring intently at the red scars trailing my back. Most especially Dame’s that seemed to be burning through my skin. Some of the scars aren’t real, but still, it doesn’t matter as I intend to milk this situation until it goes flat. Satisfied that they must have had enough look. I put my shirt back on and turned to see their bewildered faces. Elder Nicholas was the first to speak. “Might I ask, why did he trash you like this?”
Mark’s POV “Kate!” I hollered from the garden as she got out of her car. She turned to look at me and smiled politely. From the way her shoulders slumped, I could tell she had a rough day. “Do you think it is still appropriate to call out to her?” My wolf asked. I shrugged. “There is no harm in trying. Come on Kate.” I called out again, gesturing for her to come to me. With a small smile, she walked down to me. I could see her face well and she looked very tired. I pulled out a chair for her to sit in quickly. “Bad day at work?” I asked pouring her a cup of tea from my flask. She mouthed a thank you sipping it cautiously. “Hmmn, this tastes really good.” “It’s jasmine tea. Helps you relax. I drink it to keep my mind settled while I paint. Do you want to talk about it?” Kate gave me a look that showed she was surprised that I was offering such help. It made me shy. “I didn’t mean to meddle. It is okay if you don’t want to talk about it.” I muttered hurriedly. She eventually gri
Kate’s POV “I am going to miss you so much. I should come to see you and Karen soon.” I muttered as I held Marilyn’s hand. She chuckled tightening her grip on my hand. “I will miss you too. Just make sure you take good care of yourself and don’t get into any trouble.” “I will try.” “You really should. Don’t think I don’t see the worried lines on your forehead. If it were up to me, I think you have won and there is no need to keep putting yourself in harm's way.” Her words reminded me of the recent argument I had with Dame. Fear gripped me hard when had held onto my hand tightly. My life practically flashed before my eyes. “The only way I wouldn’t be in contact with him is if I leave this pack. And that is impossible now. The company is still under his rule and I need to take that away from him. All I am doing is paying him back in his own coin.” Marilyn nodded in understanding. “Still, be careful and if you ever need help you know I am only one call away.” I embraced her tightl
Jean’s POV There was something different about the room, I should have known Dame was inside. Walking stealthily, I peeked into the closet and there he was silently pushing through the clothes and finding only the goddess knows what. It didn’t take long for him to notice my presence. His wolf growled dangerously at me. I gulped hard and stumbled backward with caution. I don’t know what to expect, but I doubt he would want to attack me again after everything the elders said. Taking my dirty linens to them was to safeguard my life. Dame eventually came out with a bag in hand. It took me a moment to realize it was mine. I didn’t get a chance to question him as he had called in some maids to pick the bags up. I became anxious all of a sudden and ran towards him. “What are you doing, Dame? What the hell do you think you are doing?” I screeched. He scoffed, “You want to live in the manor so bad. I won’t dispute that. The only clause is you won’t be doing so in my room. So you will leave
Kate’s POV I can’t believe this! That bastard is out of his mind to think he can act whichever way pleases him. My head is spinning so hard. I feel like I might convulse. I had nowhere else to go and had to run to a familiar place. “Easy, take a deep breath.” My wolf advised. “I can’t,” I mumbled grabbing a fistful of my hair. It took everything in me to not go back to the packhouse and slam Dame against the wall with my car. The dreadful look in his eyes says it all the kind of person he is. I can’t believe I have been moving that close to such a horrible person. If I didn’t arrive at the place on time, he would have killed her. He does not mind putting an end to her life. Goodness! Jean and Judith are the dumbest beings I have ever encountered. Who stays in such an abusive relationship? One has to have a death wish to indulge in such madness. I am definitely cutting Dame off. He has to pay for everything. No more playing along. The two of them going apart is no longer part of th
Kate’s POV “You brought me to the woods?” There was disappointment evident in my voice. Mark smiled sheepishly. “I just couldn’t think of any other place that would feel nice for your mood. You need to burn the stress out.” “No, Mark. I don’t think I have the strength to move my bones as it is.” He didn’t say anything and knelt down placing his hand on the ground. “Feel it, Kate. It is calling for you. Can you smell the musk scent coming from the grass? It tells that a deer is nearby. Don’t you want to see it?” “Mark!” I whined. “Come on, you will love it. Trust that whatever it is that was on your mind would flow with the wind by the time we are done.” “But I don’t have extra clothes,” I mumbled trying to find every means to avoid shifting. “Well, I did think you might give that excuse and went into a store to get a nice dress before I got to Lois’s.” “So your plan all along was to have me run the woods?” “Lois did say you were in a distorted mood. What I learned from my dad