Louisa's POV
"Fucking bitch!" I jumped up, feeling the excruciating burning sensation coming from my hand. I looked at that fucking she-wolf, who was holding hand with that fucking warlock. What the fuck is wrong with her?! I'm fucking her right now, for fuck's sake, and she's holding another man's hand?! I canceled the imprint in my mind immediately. Her hand was severely burnt, but she still wouldn't let go. I waved my hand and tried to shift the pain away from me, but it was still there. Didn't she swallow the fucking ring? Isn't that supposed to block all her fucking feelings from me? I looked at that fucking she-wolf. She passed out because of the pain. So there's no fucking way to make her tell me what the fuck had just happened. That fucking warlock struggled to crawl to her like a fucking dog and held her in his arms. What the fuck is he doing? He wants to use his fucking torso as a broken shield to blocLouisa's POV Rustling sound. That was the only sound I heard in oblivion. Then, the rustling sound was replaced by a muffled male voice. "Wake up, Louisa. He needs your help." I heard my wolf's voice. I struggled to open my eyes and saw Alpha Zackery and Lucas standing in front of me. They were talking about something. My head was buzzing so loudly that I couldn't hear them clearly. I looked aside and saw Darren lying on the ground, curling up in pain. He had already lost consciousness. I shook my head and tried to sit up, but I immediately felt the pain coming from my hand. It was burnt so severely that it charred. I bit my lips so I didn't cry out loud. The good thing was, the pain offset the buzzing sound in my head, so I could hear what they were talking about. "... I walk out of this stable with your woman in my arms and you can't do anything about it. So why don't you stop talking guff and give me a number
Louisa's POV Lucas didn't push me away. My reckless expression of love didn't make him upset. Instead, he wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist, like that was the place they were born to be placed. He felt so warm and smelt so good. I knew I was the missing part of his body. I wished I could be stuck on him like this for the rest of my life. When he stopped kissing me, my eyes still remained closed. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes, only to see Alpha Zackery had already left. I didn't know what happened, so I must have looked confused. "Fuck, that was a close one." Lucas rubbed his forehead, trying to wipe the sweat that was not there. Then, he lowered his head and looked at me, which was still clinging to him. "He's gone. You can stop pretending and get off me now, little sloth." Lucas looked at me seriously and said. I refused to let go of him and presse
Louisa's POV "Why are you smirking like that, little nymph?" Lucas looked at me and asked while walking me into the bath. It was an open-air hot spring spot located in a secluded spot in the forest. "I like you better when you're around Lucian. You look very delightful and relaxed." I said. "Really? You should see him when he gets fucking mad." Lucas said while removing my clothes. As soon as he peeled off the jacket from me, he gasped in pain and waved his hand. "Ouch! It hurts!" He said. I immediately realized what happened. Alpha Zackery's ring was in the jacket. When it came off me, Lucas could feel the pain I was going through. I jumped off him quickly and searched for the ring in the jacket's pocket. As soon as I picked it up in my hands, Lucas calmed down. "Sorry." I apologized to him, holding the ring in my hand. Lucas looked at me and asked curiously, "Is that the ring? I thought you had swallowe
Louisa's POV After getting dressed with the help of maids in the temporary tent set next to the lake, I looked at myself in the mirror. I was wearing a turquoise-green silk wrap maxi dress with a deep V-neck. After the transformation, I became a bit plumper than I used to be, and this dress certainly enhanced the shape of my bosom, which made me feel a bit uncomfortable. Who on earth came up with the idea of making a dress like this? I wondered. Whenever I tried to lift my arms, I felt my boobs would bounce out of the wraps. And why were there two long slits on the side of my legs? This design was definitely made to restrain women because if they dared to walk fast in this dress, the slits would open wide up and everyone would see their groins. Why doesn't Lucas just find a rope or something and tie me up like a dumpling? I thought to myself. It would be way more comfortable than this. Just when I was pushing the cups up underneath
Louisa's POV That was the first auction I had ever attended in my life. I felt extremely nervous when I walked into Ragnar's Hall. It was the most famous place for royalties from the North to go on a spending spree. Every auction held in this place is strict by invitation only. That's why only the richest of the rich were allowed to step into the famous gold Falcon's Gate of Ragnar's Hall. The giant gate, made of iron and gold, had been shielding poverty and misfortune outside for centuries while harbouring tremendous wealth and fortune inside. It provided the old and new money with a great venue to proliferate and socialize. My stepmother Rosalie used to brag about this place to everyone whenever my father took her to this place. She said everything in Ragnar's Hall was made of gold and diamonds. Even the doormat was woven with thousands of gold threads. At that time, I thought she was just talking nonsense. But today, when I stepped on the gold
Louisa's POV It wasn't Lucas. It was Lucian standing behind me. Noticing that I looked a bit disappointed, he offered me his arm. I lowered and shook my head. "It's OK. I can walk by myself..." I didn't finish my sentence when Lucian took up my arm and wrapped it around his. Then, he walked with me to the side entrance. "You don't have to do this." I struggled to hold my tears back and said. "No, I don't. But I chose to do it," Lucian said without looking at me, taking Will from my arms. "Why are you so kind to me?" I frowned and asked, "Why don't you just kick me away just like everyone else?" "When I was little, I was sent by my father to the White Walkers Pack as a pawn. I didn't know why he chose me, because he had seventeen sons and I was the fourth. He would usually ignore me, just like everyone else in our pack. So before I was sent away, I decided to make a scene. I walked into his tent for the fir
Louisa's POV Lucian looked at me with confusion and replied, "It's Cocotini. Coconut juice and Martini." "Does Martini mean... Alcohol?" I covered my mouth and asked. He frowned and said, "Yeah. It's five o'clock already and you're already 22." No way! I put the glass back on the table and tried to rush out. Lucian stopped me by grabbing my arm. "What happened?" he asked. "I... I've got to go to the lavatory! I need to get alcohol out of my system..." I panicked. "Why?" Lucian looked muddled. "I... I can't drink alcohol! I don't handle drinking well... I can't control myself when I'm drunk..." I realized that my speech started to get stuttered. "Don't be delusional. You've just taken a small sip." He looked at me and said. "No, Lucian... You don't know... I can't... I don't..." I was trying to explain to him that I couldn't drink any kind of alcohol at all. But then, the rush of adrenaline kicked in and I
Louisa's POV The lobby suddenly turned quiet. Everyone was staring at Lucas, who was visibly dying inside like a poisoned rat trapped in a hole. He tightened his fists and walked towards me, with a draft of anger and deep humiliation trailing him like a cheap perfume. The dark and unfortunate aura coming from him was overwhelming, so I picked up a bottle of wine and threw it at him. "Stop right there and don't come any closer or I'll..." I exclaimed. He dodged the flying bottle. It fell to the ground next to his feet and was smashed into pieces. He looked up at me and kept walking towards me, "What the fuck will you do?" I saw a giant crystal water barrel on the side of the table, so I ran towards it, trying to push it off the table at him. But I guessed my heels must have tripped over something on the table, so I lost my balance and fell off the table to the ground. The whole table flipped and everything on top of it w