Louisa's POV
"Are you in love with him?!" I asked my wolf in my mind. "He's strong, powerful, and handsome. And he's my mate. I want to carry his babies," my wolf replied. "Be quiet! He can hear us talking in my mind!" I said in a panic in my mind. At the same time, I managed to physically break away from Lucas' long passionate kiss. "I don't mind. I'm telling the truth," she said. I shook my head and said, "Stop." As soon as I said it out loud, I regretted it. Lucas stopped kissing me and looked at me with a gentle smile. Finn was back again. "I don't mean to ask you to stop. I'm telling my wolf... She... She doesn't know what she's talking about..." I stuttered when I talked to him. I secretly wished that he hadn't heard what we were talking about. "Don't be so harsh on your little wolf, she's just telling the truth," he smirked at me. "Finn, you're so naughty. Please stop getting into myLouisa's POV "You look very distracted, Miss She-wolf." I heard Alpha Zackery's voice. I looked up at him in tears and I was too heartbroken to say anything. I turned my face away and let my tears fall quietly. I was nothing to Lucas. I meant nothing to my mate. I was a piece of trash that he could randomly dust away or push into other people's carriages. And I was stupid enough to believe that one day he could fall in love with me, that he could change because of me. "It seems that you're being deeply troubled by something," Alpha Zackery said. "It hurts to see such a beautiful thing wither in front of me like a fallen petal." I lowered my head and wiped out my tears. Then, I looked up at him and asked, "What do you want from me?" "I need your full attention," Alpha Zackery replied. He smiled while looking at me. Then, he took off the golden ring on his finger and handed it to me. I pushed it away
Louisa's POV "Why are you so kind to me?" I gathered all my courage and asked. "People like you don't treat people like me nicely without any reason." "People like me?" Alpha Zackery looked a bit hurt. "I didn't mean to offend you, but..." I tried to explain. "It's OK. I totally understand. You must have heard some rumors about my family stories and it's normal for you to form some preconceived notions about me. The truth is..." He paused and pulled me closer to his seat. My heart was almost getting out of my chest when he looked into my eyes in close vicinity and said, "...whatever you've heard about my family is all an unfair description of what has really happened. The reality is a hundred times worse than the stories and rumors." I was petrified. I had never thought that he would be this honest and direct with me. I didn't know what to say. Well, when you expected a left or right hook but you got jabbed straight at your n
Louisa's POV "Let me go out! My friends are out there!" I tried to push Alpha Zackery away. "I don't think it's necessary," Alpha Zackery said. "Why?" "Because Lucian was on it and the fight was over. Is that person your friend?" Alpha Zackery pointed at a figure in distance. And then, I heard a familiar voice. "Zowie guacamole! I..." Colt? I looked outside and saw Colt was covered in blood and standing in front of Lucian, who was holding his arm. "No! Don't hurt him!" I shouted at the top of my lungs and jumped out of the window. "Leave him alone!" Lucian heard my voice, turned back, and saw me charging towards him. By the time I arrived at the scene, I just couldn't catch my breath. But I still managed to squeeze some words out of my mouth, "Let... Let go... Let go of him!" Lucian looked at me hyperventilating in front of him, feeling surprised. Then, he sighed and lost the grip of C
Lucas' POV "Finn, you're fucking surprisingly quiet," I said to my wolf as I sat on the horse, looking at the farce taking place in front of me. "What do you want me to say? Something offensive? You did push your mate into another man's cart. Do you know what he was going to do to her?" My wolf sounded worried. I sighed and said, "What the fuck are you worried about? She's standing right in front of you! Completely intact. Zackery's a fucking royal prince, an enhanced version of Lucian plus a fucking questionable sexual preference. I haven't seen him fucking any men or women before. He's either working in a fucking garden or working on his fucking sculptures. Come on, we've seen his fucking masterpieces before. That flying fairy fucking on top of a freaking falcon shit, it's..." "It's sexually insinuating and aesthetically disturbing. So, you've pushed your own mate into a pervert's cart. That's really a relief, Luke." My wolf groused. I know wher
Louisa's POV Mrs. Flynn was lying on the bed in front of the furnace. It looked like she was asleep. Will rubbed his nose and took out two gold coins from his pocket, putting them on top of her closed eyes. "Rest in peace, Mrs. Flynn," he whispered. "What happened to her?" I wept and asked him. Will replied, "I don't know... She was talking to me about the sunflowers in her garden... And then she suddenly stopped talking..." His eyes were gleaming with tremendous fear and sorrow. He was too young and innocent to witness a life passing away in front of him. The weight of death still felt a lifetime too heavy, even for a vampire boy. "I'm so sorry, Lisa..." he murmured. I held Will in my arms and wept. The sound of steps appeared behind me, followed by a nightmarish voice. "What the fuck is going on here? Who's that little brat you're holding in your arms? And fuck. Before you answer any of the
Louisa's POV As I was pushed away by Darren, my world collapsed into shatters. I have thousands of words in my heart, but they melt on the tip of my tongue. All of a sudden, all the beautiful things in my life, friendship, trust, hope, and laughter, evaporated into the thin air. He lied to me. He wanted to kill me. That day in the marsh, before I drowned, he desperately asked about my real name. The sad image of him was engraved in my mind. A hopeless, crying warlock, drenched all over in the mud, calling me by a randomly made-up name. Even when I was lingering on the verge of death, he was still thinking of getting my real name before letting me drown. He was sitting there, crest-fallen like a dried pear, watching me lose everything in front of him and drown in the full of sorrow as a sea of sand. A giant pair of hands lifted me up. I looked up and saw it was Lucas. I didn't protest when he put me on his
Louisa's POV I was completely petrified. The cold, sharp blade of the knife was pressed against my throat. If I moved, even slightly, my throat would be sliced open. I saw the craziness in Lucas' eyes and I knew immediately that was it. I knew this day would come, but I guessed people would never be ready for their own death. "What have you just done? You didn't have to provoke him like that." I heard the sound of my wolf in my mind. "Now he's mad. He's going to rape and kill you." "I know," I said. "I don't want to die. I don't want to be killed by my own mate," my wolf said. "I know," I replied. "But I've had enough of this kind of miserable life. I'm tired of being beaten, threatened, and humiliated by someone who doesn't even have a heart. The void in his chest will never be filled by anything. I tried, really." "Well, you need to try harder." My wolf said in a calm voice. "I need your permission to take over
Louisa's POV The wind started to blow. More leaves fell down from the tree, flapping like the wings of butterflies. The afternoon sun made a dappled pattern on the ground. The afternoon sunlight was like gold embroidery on the grass, dancing playfully in the hypnotic breeze. It was a tranquil and peaceful afternoon for the advent of death. Lucas lifted up my wolf with both of his hands and lifted her up in the air. I thought he was about to squeeze the life out of her, but he didn't. Instead, he stared into her eyes and said, "How do you know her real name?" "Her mother told me about it before she passed away," my wolf replied. "I can tell you now and you can reject her right here, right now. What do you say? Let's put everything to an end." To my surprise, Lucas looked doubtful. Then, he carefully placed my wolf on his lap and stroked her back. My wolf purred and curled up like a fur ball. "You don't wan