“She's all yours now. Do whatever you want with her.”
I curled up on the ground, 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 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? You got her killed just because you were jealous of Alpha Ainsley's love for her. My innocent sister, 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 killed our girl, so I'm sending her to prison for three years. Beta Alex, don't you agree with me? I 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.
“No, Alpha Ainsley, you did the right thing. “Thank you.” Alex's eyes suddenly turned red, and he began to cry.
“If it weren't for you, Eloise wouldn't have been punished for what she did to Aura.”
“She's from another pack, so I can't do anything about it.”
I turned 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.“I, Ainsley william, Alpha of the Litha Night WalkerPack, reject Eloise Anthony as my mate.”Immediately, a wrenching pain shot through my entire body. My wolf screamed in my head, “We need Ainsley. Go beg him, and put aside your pride. Damn you, Eloise, go b
Just as Ainsley has instructed all records of Eloise’s life were erased, including her relationship with the Golden moon Pack and her educational background… The current Eloise was just a criminal locked up in the werewolf prison. After thinking it all over, she wrapped her arms around her knees and curled up. Ainsley had erased all traces of her life. The next morning, someone roughly pushed Eloise away. “Hey, wake up. Go clean the bathroom…” A female prisoner screamed in fear. “She’s dead!” A braver female prisoner ran up to her and put her finger under Eloise’s nose. After a while, she felt Eloise’s weak breathing. “Shut up! She’s still alive! Call the guards!” Eloise was still alive. That might not be a good thing. More humiliation and torture awaited her, which would drive her crazy and turn her into a different person.Three years later, a thin woman staggered down the street with a tattered plastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her ID card in that bag. She was pal
The oppressive weight of the man’s Alpha aura pressed down on Eloise like a physical force. It made her chest tighten, her heart beat a little faster, and she couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling crawling up her spine. It wasn’t just the man’s presence, but the sheer power that radiated from him, unmistakable and all-encompassing. He was a werewolf! An Alpha, and his energy felt like a storm about to break.Eloise did her best to avoid making eye contact, but she failed. Her gaze flickered toward him, drawn in despite her best intentions. She quickly regretted it. His eyes, golden and fierce, glimmered with amusement as he caught her glance. His lips curled into a smug smile, and without any shame, he kissed the woman in his arms even more passionately, as if he was daring her to watch. The woman tall, poised, and glamorous was a familiar face. Eloise had seen her around Scarlet Heart. Amelia Javis, though that likely wasn’t her real name, was one of the escort girls. There was a certai
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 centre 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, scruti
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 something darker. It was anger. It was a betrayal. It was 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,
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 America, 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 Luci
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, i
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 gaz
Mavis felt an unsettling tension in the air as soon as she entered the room, but she couldn’t quite place the cause. She glanced around, trying to understand why it felt so different today. Something wasn’t right. Then, she turned to Vanessa, her friend, and asked quietly, “Vanessa, what happened?”Vanessa hesitated for a moment. She glanced at the others in the room, her gaze dropping as if she were unsure how to speak. Her fingers nervously twisted a napkin in her hands. Mavis was her closest friend, and though she knew she should warn her, something inside her told her it wasn’t the right time. Still, she had to say something.“Mavis, in fact, Amelia...” she started, but before she could finish, she was cut off.“Vanessa. Room 3 needs to be cleaned,” a voice interrupted sharply. The tone was clipped and demanding, and before Mavis could react, everyone in the room stood up, as if on cue. The shift in the room’s atmosphere was sudden, like a veil had been pulled over the scene. The
"Mr.... No. Williams, I know you're the Alpha of the Litha Night Walker Pack, but that doesn't mean you can insult me at will," Gold said, her voice sharp with defiance. She stood tall, almost arrogantly, as she addressed him. "You're in the Scarlet Heart Club now. No matter who you are, you must follow the rules here."The room fell silent as her words echoed, the weight of them hanging in the air. Almost everyone in the Scarlet Heart Club knew Ainsley was an influential figure in this small but highly respected establishment, but few knew he was its owner. To most, he was just another mysterious face among the club's powerful members. But Gold’s challenge was reckless, considering Ainsley was known for his volatile temperament and power, especially when it came to matters of disrespect.The Scarlet Heart Club may have appeared to be a humble establishment, but beneath its polished exterior, it was a place of secrets, where power, wealth, and influence mingled behind closed doors. It
Rachel wasn’t sure about Ainsley’s attitude, so she decided to simply recount the situation calmly. She took a deep breath and began speaking in a clear, steady tone."At first, only Amelia, her client, and Gloria knew what had happened that day." Rachel’s eyes darted over to Eric for a moment, before continuing. "Gloria bore all the pain in silence, unwilling to reveal a thing. In fact, it was Amelia who casually mentioned it as a joke to the others at the Scarlet Heart Club. That’s how I found out."Eric's expression shifted, and his eyes widened in surprise. He leaned forward slightly. "Amelia’s not a werewolf," he said, his voice laced with disbelief. "But she’s more vicious than any beast I’ve ever seen."Ainsley’s face darkened at the mention of Amelia. His lips tightened into a thin line, and his cold gaze sharpened as he looked at Rachel.Without another word, he nodded towards her. "Bring me Amelia. I’ll wait for you in Room 1."With a fluid motion, he turned and walked towar
“Do you remember what happened in the private room that day?” Rachel’s voice was sharp, laced with anger. “If it weren’t for Eloise sacrificing herself, do you think you’d still be standing here, spouting nonsense and making snide remarks?”Mavis’s face paled, but she quickly hid her unease behind a mask of defiance. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that Eloise had helped her out of sincerity. “Rachel, what you’re saying is true. Eloise did help me,” Mavis began, her tone defensive. “But I didn’t ask her to act like a dog to please customers. She did it for the money, and that has nothing to do with me.”Rachel’s anger flared as she stared at Mavis, but her lips curled into a bitter laugh. It seemed to her that Eloise’s sacrifice had been wasted on Mavis, an ungrateful person who couldn’t see the depth of the gesture. She sighed, shaking her head. “It’s a shame that Eloise paid such a high price to save someone like you, someone who doesn’t even know how to be grateful.”Mavis’s fa
Eric knew instantly that the woman lying on the bed was Eloise. He had recognized her the moment he saw her at the Scarlet Heart Club. But what he didn’t expect was to witness her disbelief as she grappled with what had happened.“Ainsley, you pressured me… you kissed me...” Eloise murmured, still reeling from the experience."Can't you see it?" Eric asked, his voice tinged with frustration.“No way!” Eric grabbed Ainsley as he was about to leave the room. “Ainsley, don’t tell me you have feelings for her?”Ainsley froze, his expression turning dark. Slowly, he turned back to face Eric, his eyes filled with menace. “Her? Who are you talking about?”“Eloise,” Eric responded, his voice sharp.Ainsley’s gaze sent a chill down Eric’s spine as he stepped past him, re-entering the room. He was like ice—cold, distant, indifferent. He looked at Eloise as though she were nothing more than an inconvenience.“I asked Eric to bring you food,” he said, his tone flat. “It’s on the nightstand.”Eloi
Ainsley’s POVThree years. Three long years since I last saw her facial features up close. And now, here she was, lying in front of me in a hospital bed, a mere shadow of the woman I once knew. Eloise… "my mate"The sight of her took me by surprise, knocking the air out of my lungs. Time had worn her down, just as it did everyone. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Her skin, once as soft as moonlight, now had a rough, weathered texture. Her eyes, once sparkling with life, were hollow like someone who had been through hell. And maybe she had, I thought bitterly.I could see the traces of her former beauty, the features everyone in the Golden Moon pack and all over the packs in America worship her beauty, but now they were buried beneath exhaustion and neglect. Her lips were chapped, the corners of her mouth turned down in a way that made my chest tighten with something I didn’t want to name.You should never have let her go. You had rejected her, pushed her away when you should’ve fought
Eloise continued, her voice low and strained, “I was humiliated, made to crawl on the ground and bark like a dog, scorned with every dirty word they could think of. But that’s nothing compared to what happened to me in prison. They stripped me naked and threw me into a cage, hosed me down with high-pressure water. And so what? What does any of it matter now? Racheal, I endured pain that I can’t even begin to explain. And Rain… He died trying to protect me. I owe him everything. Her death, her sacrifice, it haunts me. I owe him that much. That’s why I have to keep going, no matter how much it hurts. I have to live, to fulfill the dream he had for me. It’s the least I can do for him.”Racheal listened quietly, her heart heavy with the weight of Eloise’s words. She had known that Eloise had a tragic past, but hearing it all laid bare like this was something else entirely. Rain. Who was he to Eloise? And what dream had he left behind for her? Racheal didn't have the answers, but she could
Eloise wasn’t mocking her or trying to start an argument; it was just a fact, stated plainly. Her tone carried no judgment, but it hit Mavis like a sharp slap.Mavis’s face flushed with embarrassment at first, her anger boiling over. "I…" she stammered, trying to gather her thoughts. Then, in an instant, her frustration bubbled over. "I came to Club Scarlet Heart to be a waitress. You know my family's situation. I needed money to pay for my studies and living expenses."She paused for a moment, trying to collect herself. Eloise said nothing, simply watching her. The silence between them felt heavy, thick with unspoken words.Mavis’s eyes narrowed as she glared at Eloise, her voice suddenly cold. "I'm not like you! I won't do anything just for money. Unlike you, I have limits!"The words stung. They were meant to make Eloise feel inferior. To paint her as someone with no dignity, no self-respect. But Eloise just smiled softly. Mavis could say whatever she wanted, but the truth remained
Eloise clenched her fists, holding back the tears that threatened to spill. She wanted to tell them no, to walk out of the room, but she couldn’t. This was her life. If they asked her to sing, she would. She had no choice.“Her voice is so unpleasant,” the man said, looking skeptical. “Are you sure you want to hear her sing?”Amelia’s smile widened, clearly enjoying the discomfort she was causing Eloise. “That’s exactly why I want her to sing,” she said, her eyes glittering with amusement. “I’m curious how unbearable it’ll be.”The mocking tone in Amelia’s voice cut deep into Eloise’s heart. How had her life come to this? To be a subject of entertainment, something to be laughed at, to be humiliated for the amusement of men like Mr. White.“Mr. White, what do you say?” Amelia asked sweetly, her hand resting on his arm, as if she owned the moment, owned him.The man’s eyes lingered on Amelia for a moment before turning to Eloise. His expression was one of indifference, but there was a