~ NATALIA ~ I couldn’t process why he said that I won’t be able to walk out alive. I knew I was on a mission that had put my life on the edge but the way he said that was something else. It felt like it was coming from someone who had more authority over here. Before I could think of anything he ripped my shirt. The slash of the cloth against my skin rang between the walls. He threw the ball of fabric on the floor and he lowered me to the bathtub step and prying my legs open with his strong fingers. I watched in awe as he reached into my entrance again, gathered my juice, and rubbed them against my bare nipples. I didn’t know why I wasn’t stopping him. My body was in the process of melting like the icebergs of Antarctica. “It would be your first and last time that you would enjoy this mating with me.”Saying this he got up from his knees and plastered his half-naked, muscular body atop of my naked one. “-So I will make it memorable for you.” he kissed me, feeling his fingers worki
~ NATALIA ~ I was having a breakdown with all mixed emotions. I was happy, shocked, relieved, and angry at the same moment. I was relieved to see my mother standing in front of me when my mate opened the door of the bathroom where we had just mated. But the anger took over me when I saw the pain in her eyes that soon glistened her cheeks. She looked at me and my mate with suspicion, probably wondering what, why, when, and how and there’s one more emotion that I couldn’t interpret because as always she hid it swiftly. From what I saw, it was enough to make me sure that it was, maybe- anger. No one uttered a word. My mother was too shocked to say anything and I… I was relieved that she was okay...and Alive. A thread of tears broke out of my emerald eyes and I called for her with a shaky voice, “Mom…” That word was like, someone had thrown a stone into the still lake water because it splattered on everyone in different ways and amounts. My mate and the man who now I could recogni
~ NATALIA ~ It was the rainy light. Thunder was lighting loudly. I was tied by the shackles. It was getting tighter around my neck, my wrist, and my ankle, by every step I was being dragged to the darkness of the dungeon by the omega who was obligated to serve his Alpha. “Walk”. Called by the omega, as I lagged behind, intrigued by the screams and brutality I saw on my way to the dungeon. The sight was too brutal for me to stomach. My pack members were being slaughtered by the soldiers of Romeo after being tortured, heinously. They actually were like the hungry wolves. Like barbarians, who were torturing my pack’s members. “The more you go inside, the more you’ll be served to see more brutality.” and as Danny said, it was heart-shattering to see the women getting raped by the monsters of Alpha Romeo. The warriors of my pack were tied with shackles just like mine, and they were getting whiplashed and eventually falling into the embrace of death. I couldn’t walk anymore with all
~ NATALIA ~ A man was tapping my cheek again and again and he was saying something that was almost muffled. I couldn’t regain consciousness, no matter how hard I tried. The man who was trying to wake me up was holding my upper body in his strong arms, angling me to stay seated. I blinked lazily to open my eyes to see his face but I was too weak to do that. The man kept trying to wake me up. I eventually, gathered all my energy to open my eyes and I saw a man’s face right in front of my eyes, worries lingering on his face. His eyes were identical to Romeo's but they were soulless, totally different from Romeo’s cunning and vicious eyes. His high nose bridge was scrunching in anger. His forehead was covered with his curly black hair, I could barely see his eyes from that angle. I raised my hand when I felt like I had collected enough energy to -perhaps touch him. He was barking some commands loudly, his voice was fairly domineering as Romeo’s, breaking hell on those who were st
~ NATALIA ~ When he said, I’ll be addicted to him once I know his name, I shouldn’t have taken it lightly, ‘cause it’s been only a few minutes since I had woken up to the sight of this strikingly handsome man, taking care of me and I was already hypnotized by his long fingers, how they were sending shivers down to my spine when he was applying medicine onto my wounds. I knew my cheeks were as red as the tomatoes at that moment when he caught me memorizing his charming facial features. “I’ll be dead in a few seconds if you keep staring at me, Miss.” He chuckled lightly, calling me ‘Miss’, reminding me how gentlemanly he was. “It’s Natalia.” “I know.” He smiled. “Then, why are you calling me, Miss?” I asked back. His chest raised as he sighed, “Calling each other by our name, it’s an intimate gesture, and I don’t think we are this close, are we?” And he drew a line right away, telling me to stay as civil and respectful, as possible. I nodded, not having anything more to say, and t
~ NATALIA ~ Caspian stared down at me, and I had to crank up my neck ‘cause damn he was too tall. I smiled, grazing my finger on his right fist and he loosened it. Surprised by my moment, he narrowed his eyes. I got up on my feet, still clutching the sheet in front of my chest. I started running my finger up to his strong arm, along with my eyes watching the goosebumps rising, and loving the way how much I was affecting him. My wolf could smell him. He was confused, shocked, and aroused because of me. A plan formed in my mind. I let my finger flow along his flesh, tracing circles in between. My finger reached his sexy Adam's apple and he gulped hard and grunted. “Do you know, you have the sexiest Adam's apple, Caspian?” I purred, now touching his plump lips and I put my thumb in his mouth which he happily sucked. To my surprise, he grabbed my arm and sucked all my fingertips. My eyes got wider to see what he was doing and it was too sexy to handle. He smirked when he lightly bit
~ NATALIA~I wondered if I heard him right when he said he would help me get my revenge. He was laying down beside me, staring up at the ceiling.I was having this inner war in which I was fighting if I should ask him if what he said was right, and I did ask.I turned on my side, and I must admit his side profile was urging me to fuck him once again, but it was also gonna cost me as much as it might hurt Romeo.Lia was hurting but agreed with me in that rational moment, earlier, 'cause we both wanted to hurt Romeo. And right now what I was feeling for Caspian was beyond our plan and Lia was growling at me to not do anything stupid.I laid my head on my left arm, using it as an extra pillow and I asked him, "Did I hear you right? Cause I heard you saying that you would help me get my revenge and my enemy is YOUR BROTHER, so hello, wake up, it's not the time to kid with me." He scoffed and gave me a side-eye before adjusting his head on his pillow, giving me enough space to lay my head
~ NATALIA ~When Romeo said he wants to show my mother that he was fucking me, I threw my head back, laughing like a lunatic, I leaned on Romeo’s broad shoulder. His body stiffened and he took a step back but he didn’t put much space between, just enough so that his body was not pressing me.I turned around still laughing, and he watched me, I was laughing like a crazy bitch who was high on crack. Romeo put his hand in his trousers pocket and a small a embraced his lips, but he faded it with a jaw clenched.I was still laughing when I said, “ What is it with you and the slamming, Huh?, and you think I would give a damn if my mom would see us together, I’d rather be grateful if she knows about us….but-” I stopped and pointed my thumb toward the window, down at wh
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is