Eloise's
“She's all yours now. Do whatever you want with her.”
I curled up on the floor, listening as the man in front of me, Alex, the Beta of the Litha Night Walker Pack gave his final orders to the Scamp.
"You’ll experience the same pain and humiliations my lovely sister Aura experienced," he said, looking at me with a dark intensity, his tone tinged with a hint of bloodthirsty emotion.
“Aura, my little sister, was a sweet girl. She's never been to a pub or entered the Scamp Forest alone. But now she was found ra*ed and murdered there. Your mate, Alpha Ainsley, and I went through Aura's phone, and we found out that right before the accident, you called her. The last message on her phone was to you. Where were you, Eloise?” As Alex stared at me, his eyes were filled with hatred and killing intent.
“Alex, I am in need of your attention. I am not responsible for the death of Aura. I have an important message to convey to Alpha Ainsley. Please listen to me.” I pleaded and he looked at me with a mocking smile.
“Shut up! You have no right to speak his name!” He loomed over me, his gaze making me feel like I was nothing but trash. Behind him, five Scamps were shining with excitement, their eyes fixed on me as if they had found their prey. I knew I had to fight for my life, or I would be torn apart the second Alex left. “My father is the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack and I'm only here to see Alpha Ainsley. Are you trying to break the peace between the packs?” I shouted behind him, but he looked at me and scoffed.
“You fuc*ing bi*ch, you're stupid! Don't you realize that you're Alpha Ainsley's mate and that he can sense that you're here and also in danger? My innocent sister, You got her killed just because you were jealous of Alpha Ainsley's love for her. Listen Eloise Alpha Ainsley wants to kill you more than I do!” He turned back towards his home without even glancing at me, leaving me alone in the woods. The five Scamps no longer held back, rushing towards me, tearing my clothes apart. As the daughter of the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack, I have always received excellent combat training. Normally, five Scamps wouldn't pose much of a threat to me. However, after three days and nights of torture without food or water, I was completely weak and didn't have the strength to fight them off. I fought with all my might against the five Scamps, yearning for my mate, Alpha Ainsley, to sense the danger I was in and to rescue me. But he didn't show up. At that moment, I couldn't help but wonder if everything was truly orchestrated by my mate. Was he incapable of killing me himself, so did he send others to humiliate me?
“Ah!”
My vision was becoming increasingly blurry, my body engulfed in unbearable pain. It felt as if my feet were heavy as stones, becoming impossible to lift. At that moment, one of the Scamps grabbed my wrist, his jagged, untrimmed nails digging deep into my flesh, drawing a long line of blood from my wrist. Before I could react, another rough, calloused hand squeezed my neck tightly. A Scamp grabbed me from behind, holding me firmly and immobilizing me. Hot breath sprayed the main artery in my neck.
I knew the enemy's fangs were dangerously close to my most vulnerable spot. The third Renegade stepped forward and grabbed my legs, pulling hard. I was stretched out on the ground, my legs spread wide by them. They had lustful smiles on their faces. I struggled desperately, but I was weak, and with each attempt to break free, the Renegade's nails stuck on my wrist deeper.
The fourth Scamp couldn't wait any longer and quickly pulled off his pants, exposing his grotesque manhood in front of me. As my legs were held by two more Scamps, he approached me, moistening his disgusting erection with saliva before moving towards my lower body. I gave up my last fight with a bitter smile.
Aura, you were dead and I became a killer… - I don't know how you died, but evidently, you were luckier than me. Your brother loved you, and Ainsley loved you too…
The world before my eyes plunged into darkness, and I felt the nauseating breath of the Scamp approaching. Just as the Renegade touched my skin, I suddenly felt the strength drain from my neck, wrists, and legs. They all released their hold on me, and I lay sprawled on the ground, staring blankly at the sky, unable to comprehend what had just happened.
It wasn't until I heard a set of footsteps… They were firm and merciless, like the strikes of a death knell. Then, I smelled the most pleasant scent in the air. I recognized it immediately. Then, a pair of black leather ankle boots appeared before my eyes. It had been raining all day, but there was not a hint of dirt on this pair of boots. I immediately recognized who it was, Alpha Ainsley, my mate.
My mind went blank with a single question on my mind is that Death or my salvation approaching?
Ainsley's POV
“Get away from me”
These were the sound I heard as I stood on the watchtower of the Pack House staring into the distance. This is where the guards patrol to watch the borders, allowing a view of all the boundaries of the Litha Night Walker Pack, including the Forest of Shadows. I couldn't tell how long I had been standing there.
I watched as the woman in the distance continued to kick and push the Scamp that approached her, but they continued to attack relentlessly. Despite her small body frame, she fought like a lion. No Scamp could get close to her. She was the daughter of the Alpha and she upheld her honour. One after another, they were taken down by her.
“Alpha Ainsley, I have brought Eloise to the Forest of Shadows as per your orders”
My Beta, Alex, spoke as he returned to my side he stood silently as we both watched the ongoing battle in the distance.
“The Alpha of the Golden moon Pack wishes to speak with you my Alpha”
I waved my glass. Hearing Alex's words, I looked away from Eloise.
“Inform the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack that he must choose between Eloise and his pack. If he wants to keep his pack intact, then his daughter Eloise must leave.” All I could think of at that moment was the pain and humiliation Aura must have passed through.
“Then tell the werewolf college to cancel Eloise's degree. Then, she won't be able to get a decent job in human society; she will be employed with a high school diploma. And,” I looked at my glass, “Send her to the prison.” Alex was shocked by my words. He raised his head and said, “Alpha Ainsley?”
“She fucking killed my mate, so I'm sending her to prison for three years. Beta Alex, don't you agree with me? I have decided to send Eloise to prison for three years. She had no right to aspire to be my Luna, let alone harm the woman I loved. Although the current evidence may not be enough to prove Eloise's guilt, I believe she is the one who killed Aura.”
She deserves to die from any perspective. It's just that my wolf is constantly howling in my mind, begging me not to harm her mate. Otherwise, I would personally kill her.
“Thank you. Alpha Ainsley” Alex said.
“She's from another pack, so I can't do anything about it." I said before turning to the window. Eloise seemed to have lost much of her strength, her body was swaying, and I could clearly feel her growing weak. I watched as a Scamp grab her hand and another sneak up behind her, I felt a suffocating sensation, and my wolf began to grow restless. “Save her! “She's our girl!” My wolf howled loudly in my mind, relentlessly trying to take control of my body to save Eloise.
However, as I witnessed her legs being forced apart by two Scamps, my gaze darkened. I drank the rest of the liquor and looked at the Beta standing beside me. “Beta Alex, I'm doing this not because Aura is your sister, but because Aura is the woman I love.” I spoke word for word, and once I was done, I knew there was something I needed to address… Arriving at the Forest of Shadows, the woman before me lay naked on the ground, her petite body intact. The power of the bond made me want to tear the Scamp apart. She stared blankly at the sky, but her eyes lit up again only when she saw me.
“Alpha Ainsley… please listen to me…” Eloise muttered in a low, almost inaudible voice.
“What have you done to Aura?” I looked at her blood-stained face and asked.
“I… didn't… kill… her…” Eloise whispered. She said stubbornly and looked at me straight in her eyes. I pinched her chin. After losing my beloved, I wanted to shatter the pride in her eyes. “You didn't kill her.” But you lured her into the Forest of Shadows and revealed her whereabouts to the Scamp. They came and took turns to rape her before strangling her to death. That's what you did to her, wasn't it? Eloise shook her head violently. Blood and tears were streaming down her head. Some of them landed on my fingers. I pulled my fingers away and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe it off.
“I understand that you have feelings for me, Miss Anthony…” “…But I never expected you to love me enough to have Aura killed.” I continued my monologue. “You really are special. “I shouldn't have underestimated you.”
“No… It's not like that…” Eloise tried to open her mouth to scream, but ended up choking on her own blood. I grabbed her by the shoulders. My fingers dug into her flesh like two huge pincers. “You're trapped by me now. Tell me, Miss Anthony. What do you think I'll do with you?” Touching her body almost felt like setting myself on fire. I couldn't control myself, damned mate bond! Like floods breaking through the dam, like rain falling to the ground. No one could sever the connection between two werewolves. Eloise raised her head, not knowing what would happen next. I leaned forward, and my hand slid all the way down and grabbed her. “You really are a despicable woman, aren't you?” I voiced. “You like this, don't you?”
“Please don't… Don't do this to me…” she moaned in shame. “Your body tells a different story,” I said in a cold and dispassionate voice.
“You desire this. “You crave this so much that you would rather kill an innocent girl.” I squeezed so hard that she screamed in pain. “You disgust me.”
I looked into her eyes and spoke out each word. “It should have been you.” Hearing those words, she stared at me, her face filled with shock. “The one who should be killed is you, Eloise Anthony.”
Eloise's POV“It should have been you.”My body trembles uncontrollably, and a sharp pain shoots through my chest. Ainsley turned around, revealing a cold smile. His rigid face looked indifferent and cruel. He hates me because everyone thinks I killed Aura. I staggered to my feet, trembling inside. My legs were numb, so I fell back to the ground. Ainsley's ice-cold voice echoed in my ears once again.“In the name of the MoonGoddess......" I raised my head, staring at the man in disbelief knowing what he was about to do. He must have hate me so much. “Ainsley! No... You can't reject me. You don't know how much I love you! Please, let me explain... Please...” He paid no heed to my pleas, simply continuing in his low, chilling voice.“Eloise Anthony, I Ainsley Williams the Alpha of the Litha Night Walker pack, reject you as my mate. From this moment onward I sever the moon goddess fate and bond between us. You are hereby denied the opportunity of being my mate.” Immediately, a wrenching
The Eloise the world once knew no longer existed.Curled into the corner of the damp prison cell, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, Eloise stared at nothing. He did it... He really did it. I don’t exist anymore. Her chest tightened. Not from the cold, but from something far worse. Emptiness.Who am I now? she thought. A ghost... a forgotten girl rotting in a cell like trash.The metallic clang of heavy boots echoed in the corridor the next morning. Then, suddenly a harsh shove knocked her over.“Hey! Wake up, rat! Go clean the damn bathroom!” a rough voice barked.A scream followed. “She’s..... she’s dead!”Someone else scurried over, kneeling beside Eloise’s still form.“Shut up!” snapped another voice. “She’s breathing. Look, barely. But she’s alive.”A guard was called. The door slammed open. But nobody comforted her. No one touched her gently. Why would they? She wasn’t Eloise anymore. She was just an inmate. Just a criminal.---Three years later…The streets felt foreign
Eloise did her best to avoid making eye contact but she failed.Her gaze flickered toward him, helplessly, involuntarily. The moment their eyes met, regret surged through her chest like a punch.His golden eyes locked onto hers like a predator snaring prey. He didn’t blink. Didn’t smile. He just stared, too amused, too aware. His lips curled into a slow, knowing smirk. Then, still staring straight at her, he kissed the woman in his arms, deeper this time. Hungrier. Wetter. It wasn’t a kiss; it was a spectacle.It was deliberate.The woman moaned softly against his mouth, her long fingers tangling in his dark hair. She arched into him, loving the attention. Eloise knew her name Amelia Javis. One of the Scarlet Heart's top escorts. Tall, statuesque, with legs that went on forever, and a face so sculpted it looked unreal. She oozed sex and poison in equal measure. Her beauty was the sharp, cold kind, the kind that didn’t warm when she smiled. Because she never smiled. She smirked. She own
Eloise stepped into the dimly lit room, her heartbeat quickening the moment the door clicked shut behind her. The air felt thick, almost suffocating, and the hairs on the back of her neck prickled with unease. She hesitated for just a moment, taking in the scene before her.A handful of guests lounged casually on the sofas, their eyes glazed with boredom, while several escort girls flitted about, their fake smiles barely hiding the tension in the air. But it wasn’t the guests that held her attention, it was Mavis.Mavis stood in the center of the room, her body stiff, her face twisted in quiet desperation. As soon as their eyes met, the younger girl’s lips parted, and she took a shaky step forward.“Eloise, help me!” she cried out, her voice breaking through the thick silence of the room.Eloise’s heart lurched at the sound of Mavis’s plea.The moment Mavis spoke, the entire room seemed to shift. The guests she had learned to fear in silence turned their eyes toward Eloise, scrutinizin
Eloise’s breath hitched in her throat as she raised her head, her eyes locking onto the man sitting across from her. His words hung in the air like a thick fog, suffocating her.“How could I ask her to kiss another man?” Ainsley’s voice was low, controlled, yet there was a cruel edge to it that made Eloise’s heart beat painfully in her chest. She stared at him, her mind racing to process what he had just said. She could hardly believe it, but it was real.Ainsley, her fated mate. The man she had loved once with all her heart. The one who had rejected her all those years ago.And now, after all this time, here they were again, locked in a dance of power and pain. Only this time, it wasn’t love that hung between them. No. It was anger and betrayal. A debt that had never been repaid, a wound that had never healed.How could he ask me to do this?Eloise’s stomach churned as she tried to steady herself. The room felt like it was closing in around her, and the wine glass in front of her the
Lucian stood at the entrance of the hotel room, his eyes moving between Ainsley and the woman standing behind him.Both led powerful packs in Metrocity, and as rivals? Yes, but there was an unspoken bond between them as well. They were enemies, and yet, at times, they were also reluctant allies.His gaze shifted to Eloise, standing stiffly behind Ainsley. To his surprise, her ears were bright red, a clear sign of embarrassment.So, it’s her first kiss, Lucian thought with a sly grin. Interesting.“Hey,” Lucian teased, breaking the silence, “was that your first kiss?”Eloise’s face flushed a deeper shade of crimson. She didn’t answer, but her downcast eyes and the way she nervously shifted her feet were enough to confirm his guess.Lucian couldn’t help but smile, feeling a small, satisfied thrill. There was something amusing about catching her in such an awkward moment, but before he could continue his teasing, he turned his attention back to Ainsley.Ainsley’s cold gaze lingered on Luc
For a moment, Eloise thought she was already dead. The world around her was a blur, the air thick with the scent of earth and blood.Her body felt weightless, like it wasn’t her own. And then, the grief hit her a sharp, suffocating wave that made her chest tighten, her throat close. She couldn’t even pinpoint why she felt this way, but it was overwhelming.Maybe it was the loss of her wolf. Maybe it was the years of running, always running. Maybe it was the realization that there was no place in the world for someone like her.She tried to shake it off, but the heaviness lingered.Slowly, Eloise opened her eyes. The ground beneath her felt cool and soft grass.It took a few moments to register where she was. The sharp pain shooting through her body quickly brought her back to reality. Her ankle throbbed, and the blood soaking into her shirt made her stomach turn.You’re alive girl. That’s what matters.She took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind. Her wolf was gone. But somehow, it
Ainsley’s gaze remained fixed on Eloise, who was struggling weakly against his grip. Her trembling form, once filled with strength and defiance, now appeared fragile, shattered in a way that made his heart twist with something he couldn’t quite name. Satisfaction? Resentment? A mix of both, maybe."That’s right," Ainsley murmured with a cold smile, his voice laced with mockery. "A toy should act like one."He stepped closer, his hand tightening around her wrist as he pulled her toward him, feeling her stiffen beneath his touch. He exhaled a final puff of smoke from his cigarette, flicking it to the ground without sparing a glance. One of his men quickly took the cigarette from his hand, wordlessly.Eloise winced as Ainsley’s other hand moved to her chin, his fingers sharp as they tilted her face upward. She felt a jolt of pain as he moved her head back and forth, studying her expression. The cruel amusement in his eyes made her want to look away, but she forced herself to meet his gaze
Suddenly, Ellison stood up and pushed Ainsley hard. He said, “Let her go. You’re so selfish! Didn’t you hear her? Eloise has no intention of going with you!”Ainsley, caught off guard, stumbled backward. His usually fierce and commanding presence, like a true Alpha, was broken at an unexpected moment. He collapsed to the ground with a heavy thud.Gasps echoed through the crowd, the people’s eyes widened in shock. Even the air seemed to stand still.Jacob’s face darkened. Without hesitation, he rushed forward and knelt beside Ainsley. “Ainsley, are you okay?” His voice cracked with concern as he reached to cradle his head. But his palm came out wet. Jacob looked down and froze. His fingers were stained red.“What is this?” he whispered, stunned.Blood!A sharp silence followed. Ellison, noticing the shift, stepped forward instinctively, but Hank had already rushed past him, panic flashing in his eyes. “Alpha Ainsley?”Eloise’s eyes widened. Her body stiffened, and for a moment, she see
Ellison stood frozen on the stairs, halfway down, his hands clenched tightly on the railing. He’d come down to stop Ainsley, to intervene, but when he saw the fire in Eloise’s eyes, the way she held herself back from launching another object, he couldn't move. Not yet.Ainsley’s cold voice echoed through the tension-filled room. “What else do you want to throw at me? I’ll get it for you.”Ellison stepped forward, breaking the thick silence. “No need to bother you, Ainsley. I’m free right now, and I’ll help her.”Hank took a step, ready to intervene, but Kelly subtly blocked him with a glance.As Ellison reached the floor, he picked up a broom lying nearby. The scrape of the handle against the tiled floor felt too loud in the quiet. He offered it to her with a calm face, but sarcasm glinted in his eyes.“Ma’am, here you go.”Eloise looked at the broom, then at him, her brows furrowed in confusion. “A broom?”He nodded once, the corner of his lips lifting in a crooked smile.“Ma'am, flu
Lucian, unfazed, threw his jacket to the ground in front of Ainsley. “Fine. Let’s see what happens,” he said before he turned and left.Ainsley stayed where he was, watching Lucian’s departure with steely eyes. The tension still hung in the air, thick and unresolved.“We’re going to Waikiki Beach this afternoon,” Ainsley said after a long pause. “I’m sure she’s there. I need to find her.”Meanwhile, on the other side of the island, Eloise paced restlessly in her room, her nerves fraying with each passing moment. Her thoughts spiraled. She had been hiding, but it was all falling apart now. Ainsley was coming for her.No, she told herself. I can’t let him find me. Not again.Then, just as the wind picked up, a familiar warmth brushed against her.Her body stiffened, her breath caught in her throat. She didn’t have to turn to know he was there. The scent of him, so unmistakable, overwhelmed her senses.Ainsley stood behind her, his presence enveloping her. His arms wrapped around her alm
In the car, Ainsley gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white as he sped toward the airport. His mind was spinning. Without thinking, he reached out to Jacob through their mind link. His voice was sharp, his words clipped with urgency.“Do you know Remmy?” Ainsley asked, his tone barely contained as anxiety surged through him.Jacob’s voice crackled through the link, his confusion evident. “Why are you looking for her?” He didn’t fully understand the gravity of the situation.Ainsley’s voice hardened, desperation creeping into his words. “She knows where Eloise is.”Jacob didn’t hesitate. “Understood,” he said, his voice steady despite the tense situation. “I’ll handle it. Do you need me to book you a flight?”“No need,” Ainsley replied immediately, his tone resolute. “I’m heading to the airport now.”As Ainsley disconnected the link, he pushed the accelerator harder, the engine roaring as he raced back home to grab his ID. Every second felt like an eternity, the pressure mountin
“Ellison! "I don’t want to bet anymore!” Eloise shouted at the stage, her voice rough and hoarse, like a desperate cry.“It’s too late,” Ellison’s lips moved, his words like ice. He’d made a decision. Instead of leaving, he wanted to win the bet. More than that, he wanted her.Memories flooded Eloise’s mind, sharp and vivid. In her eyes, Ellison at that moment seemed just like her in the past, lost, defiant, and broken.But Ellison didn’t deserve it! Not after everything.She walked toward the center of the stage, her steps deliberate, her heart pounding with emotion. She bent down and picked up the white shirt from the floor. Her fingers brushed against the fabric, and then she reached for Ellison’s hand, which rested on the zipper of his suit pants. Her voice was low but commanding, “Come with me.”Ellison stood frozen, stunned by the sudden seriousness of her expression. His heart skipped a beat.The audience below the stage began to murmur, their annoyance growing louder. “Who are
In the stillness of the night, Eloise made her way to the most secluded house on the property. Her face was cold, but her eyes portrayed a deep simmering sadness.“I’ve come to see you,” she whispered hoarsely, though the house was empty except for her.The room was cloaked in darkness, but she knew every inch of it as if it were part of her. She navigated through the familiar surroundings with ease, her hands brushing over the table until they found a candle. With a flick of her fingers, the small flame sputtered to life, casting a warm glow over the photo resting on the table.It was a portrait of a young girl, smiling brightly. Eloise stared at it, a lump forming in her throat. "Rain, I miss you so much," she murmured, her voice barely audible.The portrait was a gift from a traveling artist she had met on Waikiki Beach, who had captured Rain’s likeness based on Eloise's memory. She didn’t own any other pictures of Rain; this was all she had left.Her fists clenched as nausea rose
After driving for a while, Ellison stopped at a remote store.“Look around. "If you can’t find your favorite mug here, we’ll go to another store.” Then Eloise sat down in a recliner.Ellison pretended to concentrate on choosing a cup, but he kept glancing at Eloise, unable to stop himself. She looked so relaxed, almost untouchable, yet that sarcastic edge in her voice lingered in his mind.“Do you like something?” Eloise noticed Ellison looking at her, raising an eyebrow as her lips curled into a half-smile.“Yes,” Ellison pointed and said, “I want this game.” His voice was a little too quick, a little too loud, clearly a deflection. But it made her snort.After leaving the store, Ellison discovered that the red marks on the back of his hand had disappeared. He rubbed that area vigorously with his back to Eloise. He looked at the bruise and felt much more satisfied, as if something had been lifted off of him.Eloise walked ahead. She asked, “What kind of recliner do you want?”“I thin
Eric copied the video clips from the USB drive to his laptop. Just as Eric was about to open it, Jacob touched the back of Eric's hand and gave him a warning."It might be hard to see, so be prepared," Jacob said, his voice low and grim, a shadow clouding his face.Eric didn’t take it seriously at first. His lips curled slightly in mild skepticism. But then, his eyes widened. He jerked back, his mouth falling open as the first frame of the video flashed across the screen.“What the hell!” he exclaimed, his voice shaking with disbelief.He pointed to the video that was playing, unable to tear his eyes away from the disturbing scene unfolding.“This is just the beginning,” Jacob said nonchalantly, almost too casually, as if he had already grown numb from seeing it over and over again. But there was a bitterness to his tone, a fury buried deep beneath his calm.Eric fell silent. The room seemed consumed by silence, thick and suffocating like a dense fog. Time passed slowly, agonizingly s
Eloise mocked herself in her heart. Maybe my life has become too simple… so my mind has become slower. Maybe I’ve become numb. Maybe too much silence turns even the sharpest mind dull.Ellison looked at Eloise's faded face with a kind of quiet appreciation, his eyes tracing the faint outlines of what was once a bright, wild smile from a distant childhood memory. His gaze lingered, as if hoping to pull her past self into the present. But the longer he looked, the more his eyes flickered with regret. It was as though the smiling Eloise, the girl full of spark and mischief, had been buried beneath years of pain and dust. And now, she was gone.What did they do to you…? What kind of monster do you have to become to survive what you went through? Ellison’s chest tightened with an emotion he couldn’t name. He wanted to blame Ainsley, he wanted to blame the system. But the truth was, he had his chances. He could’ve helped her back then. But he didn’t.“The coffee tastes superb,” Ellison said