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Ella's P.O.VA chilling breeze drifted through the crack of a window, into the dungeon, swaying me back and forth like a pendulum bob dangling from a string. My legs which levitated above the ground felt numb and if not for the pain that stuck to me like a relentless companion, I'd be convinced that Damien had cut off my limbs.Through my bloodshot, haze-filled vision, I saw him standing before me, drenched from head to toe in blood---my own blood.His grip on the whip, which had etched agonizing lashes into my flesh, relaxed, and the whip thudded noiselessly on the cold stone floor."How do you feel?" Slipped past bloodied lips stained from what he'd tasted of me and he flinched in the darkness as the question hung between us. Did he seriously ask me this? Laughter, born from deep within my soul, erupted from my cracked lips, bouncing off the stone walls. Well, for one. Pain pulsed through my battered body, each throb a reminder of the torment I'd...endured. Do not get me wrong. I d
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Innocent Until Proven Guilty
Aimee’s P.O.V I’d been staring at the box sitting on the bed for the most part of the morning since I’d woken up. Logan had it delivered earlier, before he left for some trade pack whatever but I couldn’t bring myself to take out the shimmering black slip of a dress that sat in it. Why Logan would want me to wear something this…exquisite for a burial ceremony was beyond me. But he said and I quote, “You might not be announced as my Luna…yet, but everyone knows you are my mate and no matter the occasion, you have to dress accordingly.” The dress was something meant for a club, not a solemn gathering of grieving people. Since Logan was the Alpha of a pack whose member had been involved in the murder of the daughter of the alpha of another pack, we both had to be there. But I knew I wouldn’t miss Sarah’s burial even if my life depended on it. She died in my place and the least I could do was pay her my last respects and this dress wasn’t in any way respectful. As I reached for the box
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Bruce is here
Author’s P.O.V *The hallway was empty left for the very clear and unmistakable figure of Isra—the head of the maids of the New Ridge Pack—who was toeing along the lockers before she stopped in front of the second to the last locker. Sneakily glancing over her shoulders, she unlocked the locker and slid in a brown paper bag and flowers. Then just as she’d come into view of the surveillance camera, she darted out of sight.* “There you go,” Professor Blackwood spoke up after the projector screen went black, signifying the end of the video. “Alpha Logan presented the wrong person.” If a pin dropped in the entire hallway filled with wolves of various packs, it would probably echo for miles. Slowly, the video Aimee had just watched started making sense and when it finally clicked, a gasp rose to her lips and she shot a look at Damien whose expression was shell-shocked…and crestfallen. Next to her, Logan was thoughtfully silent and she couldn’t understand what was going through his head
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Tricking her
Damien had a plan and it had to work. After the talk he had with Logan during their run few days ago, Damien desperately wanted to show Ella’s true colors to everyone so why not kill a butcher with her own knife? Here he was in the dark cover of night with the vampires from the other side of the world, literally. The same vampire who had given him the blood was the only one he could turn to now. Adjusting the collar of his black jacket, Damien muttered. “I need you to help me steal the chat software password bound to this number. I can’t wait too long for it this time. I need to use it.” The corner of the vampire’s lips twitched. Everyone in their world knew how well-versed in technology the vampires were, the Vampire king did train some hackers but the technology was used to protect their internal firewalls, which could be regarded as world-class. But now, this werewolf wanted him to steal the freaking password of some useless chat app and thought it would take him time. “Okay, Da
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! It worked....the plan. well, somewhat
She bent over quietly and pulled up HER mask, revealing only a pair of gleaming eyes. Seeing Damien enter the gate, Ella followed behind and walked in too. Damien was waiting for the elevator on the first floor, and Ella too was waiting not far away. she didn't dare to go into the same elevator as Damien, for fear of being recognized. But the other elevator was under maintenance, so this one was the only available one that could be used. She waited for Damien to enter before walking over, only to find out that he had gone to the top floor. Isn’t the room on the text 1024? What is this man doing on the top floor? Afraid of missing the most exciting scene, Ella gritted her teeth and could only make use of the stairs beside her. Only the fire emergency lights were on by the stairs at night, so it looked dark and scary. This building has a total of thirty-two floors, and Damien had gone to the top floor, so she had to run up. Oh shit. The silver was still in her bloodstream and she
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! A little twist to the tale
It had been a week after Damien’s crazy plans to rat Ella out and it’d been the craziest and most intense week, Aimee had yet. Ella got to Logan before they could with the pictures and it was a hell of a ride trying to convince Logan to listen to them. Especially with the photo of Damien sharing a kiss with Aimee. A few broken noses later, Logan was finally ready to listen to them but not before Ella ran away. She got wind that her plan had backfired so she ran away from the pack before they could get to her. So Logan had his men out looking for her and Aimee was ready to shove it all behind her and resume back to the university. It took a lot to convince Logan not to pull Aimee out of the university after she lost consciousness on a hot afternoon. She still had no idea that she was pregnant, and Logan wasn’t about to tell her…it was just a miracle that her body didn’t show any changes…A miracle that worked for Logan. Aimee pushed out a breath and tried to focus on the classes but t
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! grief, oh grief
Aimee pressed the button next to her bed and a loud beeping noise filled the room. Two nurses rushed in, panicking. “What’s wrong Miss?”They were already checking her vitals but she shook her head and whispered. “Please tell him to go. Please. Please.”The nurses were terrified, sweat pooling on their faces as terror washed over them. Did she really request for them to chase Alpha Logan out of the hospital? he had never been to the hospital until the accident but it doesn’t mean they did not fear him as much as every other person in the pack. How will they ask him to leave?”“Aimee,” Logan began, reaching out to touch her but before he could, Aimee grabbed a fruit knife on the table next to the roll-up bed and stabbed at his shoulder without hesitation.Logan didn’t move to dodge it, the sound of a knife piercing his flesh filled the room, and his shirt was soon soaked with blood.Aimee’s face turned pale for a moment and the knife slipped through her shaky hands. Why didn’t he move
I'm Not Yours, Alpha! Suffocating
Aimee was driving on the highway, feeling numb and empty. She had never driven ever in her life. But somehow, she navigated the vehicle quite alright. The New Ridge Pack was right behind her, getting lost in the distance. She had just left, after she confronted Logan with the pregnancy test. He had accused her of cheating on him with Damien and Professor Blackwood. He had said he didn’t want the baby and he rejected the mate bond.She didn’t know what to say. Or how to feel or how to explain. She couldn’t even speak. All she knew was that she loved Logan more than anything and wanted to have a baby with him so bad. She wanted to surprise him wit the news.But he had ruined everything.She felt a tear roll down her cheek and roughly wiped it away with the back of her palm, trying to be strong. With no sense of direction, all Aimee wanted was to get away from him. From his pack.She shot a glance at the rearview mirror, hoping that he would follow her, hoping he would apologize, hoping
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