I sat on my bed, deeply distracted by my thoughts. I tried to remember how long I’ve been here for but I couldn’t. I wondered how Gwaine had managed to not find me all this time.I thought about my art, it feels like it’s been years since I held a pencil. I looked down at my palms, caressing it slowly as I imagined the things I wanted to draw.The metal door creaked noisily and when I heard the sound of keys, I turned towards it. A girl not more than eighteen walked in, tray of food in hand. The meal here was awful but although it tasted awful, I had to eat as there was no other options available for me.“Thank you.” I mouthed but she didn’t respond. She simply dropped it on the table and walked out. I dragged the table closer so I could eat from it while sitting on my bed.I ate quietly, almost chocking on the bread I tried to swallow. Once I was done, I drank from the glass of water that was placed beside my meal.I returned it, sighing deeply as I thought about the kind of meal I w
Gwaine’s POVI sat in my office with Regan and Jason as we went over the plan again. If Catherine’s mother was held within wolf territory, I was convinced Catherine herself was being held somewhere close. “We’re going to split into different groups so we can search the forest surrounding every border. Jason nodded attentively.Turning to Regan, I said, “You’re not to tell any of the soldiers about this, just assemble them by morning and split them. There’s a traitor out there and until I’m sure who it is, no important information is to be repeated outside this room.” “Alright.” He answered.I couldn’t get myself to trust anyone, not after Nicole’s betrayal. The security around the house had been doubled and the maids were not allowed in certain areas except there was someone to supervise them.Catherine’s mother was making a quick recovery now that her system had been cleansed if that drug. She was discharged from the hostel and now occupied the room that once belonged to Catherine
Gwaine’s POV:I looked at Catherine’s lifeless body as she laid on the ground motionless. Her blood had soaked through her white gown and was pooled around her thighs. I fell in my knees and rushed over to her side, gathering her in my arms with my head turned away from her open eyes which stared unseeingly up into nothingness. My heart felt heavy in my chest and as I held her, I cried silently. The baby cried and Gina, one of the people Regan had come with picked him up and cradled him against her chest. She held him securely, not minding the fact that he was covered in blood. Tears streamed down my face and I knew there would be no end of crying later. The sobs shook me whole and for a while, all I could do was hold onto her limp form and cry, letting her warmth flow into me through our embrace. I didn’t know how long we stayed like that, but it felt like an eternity. After what seemed like forever, I eventually stood back up slowly, my tears drying up with each passing second
One year laterI sat in front of my drawing board with a pencil and some paper spread out in front of me. The piece in front of me was a portrait of my son. I had always drawn him since he was born; a portrait for each month. A little boy with his mother’s eyes, long blonde hair that grew so much I had to cut it often, his tiny nose and his wide smile. I would capture the look in those brown eyes whenever they caught the reflection of the window, when the sun reflected off of the ocean and warmed them up.The door creaked open but I was so lost in thoughts I didn’t hear it. Gwaine came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around me. I rested my head on his chest as he kissed my neck. “Hello beautiful. You’re up early, why don’t we have breakfast first?” He whispered, nuzzling his face into my shoulder.I laughed at his remark because very one knew I wasn’t a morning person. It was late September, the summer months were almost over but we still got to enjoy the days together. His
I hissed as the sharp end of the needle pricked my finger. The blood that dripped from the small injury annoyed me for some reason but I paid no mind to it, instead I sucked the finger into my mouth, wincing at the bitter metallic taste of blood.As expected the moment I pulled out my finger there was no more blood coming from the injury, the only thing that remained was a numbness to that finger but I didn’t let it deter me. I continued to sew the patch in my shirt and when I was satisfied with my work, I lifted the cloth to inspect it. It was a neat, triangular patch which resembled the work of a three years old but as I expected, there was no more hole in my shirt and that was all that really mattered. I smiled with pride at the beautiful work and i could even feel my wolf roll around in satisfaction, causing me to roll my eyes. It’s not as if she had done any work. I slid the shirt onto my frame, smiling when the large hole that had occupied the front of it when I picked it up
I concentrated on dicing the vegetables correctly. I hated this job the most because it took the most concentration and I didn’t even want to mention how many times that I had cut myself from this chore, but Stella the head cook seemed to always think that it was the perfect chore for me and she always ended up assigning them to me. “You need to work faster Cat, those vegetables won’t cut themselves we don’t have much time left. After showing up late, the best you can do is work faster to meet up.” Stella said as she walked past me and I grumbled under my breath. I wasn’t in the mood to get into trouble with the cook and so I kept my mouth shut and continued my task, trying to go a little faster. All I wanted was to go home and lay in my bed or draw. I didn’t want to be stuck in the Smokey kitchen with snobby omegas trying to prove their worth as the best slaves and impress people who didn’t give two shits about them. Speaking off snobby omegas, two of them walked past me and I he
Athena wasn’t lying when she said that the hall had being beautifully decorated. It was pretty impressive what they had done with it and as the hall slowly began to fill up I could see that the guests were thoroughly impressed. The moment I freshened up and changed into the uniform that we were mandated to wear on occasions like this I had begun to feel the exhaustion settling within my bones. No matter how hard I had begged Stella to let me be her little assistant cook the stubborn woman had insisted that I come to the ball and serve. Mentioning something about meeting my mate amongst one of the Alphas. Even as I thought about it now I couldn’t help my eye roll at her words. As if that were possible for someone like myself. “Don’t just stand there looking like a fool Cat, these guests won’t serve themselves.” Jason hissed from behind me and continued on as if he had done nothing. The hall was slowly filling up although the main guest was yet to show up. I picked up a tray filled
I locked eyes with the Alpha King, he was yet to move from his seat but as we locked eyes, the power that emanated from his eyes was enough to have me cowering like he was standing right beside me. For the first time in my life, I understood what authority meant. I didn’t feel like being rebellious, I didn’t feel like I had to exert some sort of dominance even with my Omega status. I actually felt submissive and I couldn’t tell if it were just his powerful eyes or his aura in general. “You’re one very lucky bitch, but you should know one thing; I always get what I want, no matter how long it takes.” Alpha Gabriel said in a low tone to only my hearing, before walking past me, bumping my shoulders painfully on his way. I watched with my heart in my mouth as Alpha Gwaine signed the check of the exaggerated five thousand dollars and the longer the ordeal took the faster my heart beat, it was hard to believe my heart was still in its cage at this point. “Come with me Cat.” Jason said t
One year laterI sat in front of my drawing board with a pencil and some paper spread out in front of me. The piece in front of me was a portrait of my son. I had always drawn him since he was born; a portrait for each month. A little boy with his mother’s eyes, long blonde hair that grew so much I had to cut it often, his tiny nose and his wide smile. I would capture the look in those brown eyes whenever they caught the reflection of the window, when the sun reflected off of the ocean and warmed them up.The door creaked open but I was so lost in thoughts I didn’t hear it. Gwaine came up from behind me and wrapped his hands around me. I rested my head on his chest as he kissed my neck. “Hello beautiful. You’re up early, why don’t we have breakfast first?” He whispered, nuzzling his face into my shoulder.I laughed at his remark because very one knew I wasn’t a morning person. It was late September, the summer months were almost over but we still got to enjoy the days together. His
Gwaine’s POV:I looked at Catherine’s lifeless body as she laid on the ground motionless. Her blood had soaked through her white gown and was pooled around her thighs. I fell in my knees and rushed over to her side, gathering her in my arms with my head turned away from her open eyes which stared unseeingly up into nothingness. My heart felt heavy in my chest and as I held her, I cried silently. The baby cried and Gina, one of the people Regan had come with picked him up and cradled him against her chest. She held him securely, not minding the fact that he was covered in blood. Tears streamed down my face and I knew there would be no end of crying later. The sobs shook me whole and for a while, all I could do was hold onto her limp form and cry, letting her warmth flow into me through our embrace. I didn’t know how long we stayed like that, but it felt like an eternity. After what seemed like forever, I eventually stood back up slowly, my tears drying up with each passing second
Gwaine’s POVI sat in my office with Regan and Jason as we went over the plan again. If Catherine’s mother was held within wolf territory, I was convinced Catherine herself was being held somewhere close. “We’re going to split into different groups so we can search the forest surrounding every border. Jason nodded attentively.Turning to Regan, I said, “You’re not to tell any of the soldiers about this, just assemble them by morning and split them. There’s a traitor out there and until I’m sure who it is, no important information is to be repeated outside this room.” “Alright.” He answered.I couldn’t get myself to trust anyone, not after Nicole’s betrayal. The security around the house had been doubled and the maids were not allowed in certain areas except there was someone to supervise them.Catherine’s mother was making a quick recovery now that her system had been cleansed if that drug. She was discharged from the hostel and now occupied the room that once belonged to Catherine
I sat on my bed, deeply distracted by my thoughts. I tried to remember how long I’ve been here for but I couldn’t. I wondered how Gwaine had managed to not find me all this time.I thought about my art, it feels like it’s been years since I held a pencil. I looked down at my palms, caressing it slowly as I imagined the things I wanted to draw.The metal door creaked noisily and when I heard the sound of keys, I turned towards it. A girl not more than eighteen walked in, tray of food in hand. The meal here was awful but although it tasted awful, I had to eat as there was no other options available for me.“Thank you.” I mouthed but she didn’t respond. She simply dropped it on the table and walked out. I dragged the table closer so I could eat from it while sitting on my bed.I ate quietly, almost chocking on the bread I tried to swallow. Once I was done, I drank from the glass of water that was placed beside my meal.I returned it, sighing deeply as I thought about the kind of meal I w
Gwaine’s POV:The beeping sound of my alarm sounded muffled in my head like someone had stomped on it and then stuffed it under a mattress before it went off. Slowly, the sound got louder and harder to ignore. I searched blindly with my right hand, grabbed the device and pressed different buttons until it stopped.Sighing deeply, I sat upright. I looked at my wrist watch, it was almost 7am. I had managed to fall asleep last night, even though it was just for a few hours. I looked at my desk, there were papers everywhere. There was no time to fix that mess as I had an important meeting with Regan this morning. I had to be ready before he arrived. I headed into the bathroom for a quick shower.I stopped in front of the mirror and looked at my reflection. I was in dire need of a shave. My face looked unkept as I hadn’t shaved since Catherine disappeared. I ran my fingers on my face, feeling the now overgrown facial hairs. I picked up my face cream as I finally decided it was time to cle
I spent the next couple of days learning their routines. There were three separate guard change every day. The first guard patrolled from about 6am in the morning till noon and the second took over and ended his shift by 6pm.The last guard was there all night. I once tried to engage one of them in a conversation but he had refused to say anything so I assumed they all had orders not to engage in any conversation with me.The days went by slowly, speeding up only when Charles was around. I had gotten used to him, so much that I looked forward to our sessions. I raised my head at the sound of approaching footsteps. I could tell it was Dianne by the rapid clanking against the ground. She wore heels, always. She fumbled with the door for a bit before she finally pushed it open. She had a mischievous smile on her face and I sat there, wondering why she seemed so excited. “Oh sweet Catherine!” She exclaimed as she walked closer to where I was sitting. I sat upright, spreading my legs
The first time the doctor came to check up on me, I was asleep. Dianne slammed the door so hard, I jerked awake. I sat upright, rubbing my eyes with the back of my palm. The chains on my wrist slammed against each other and made a rather annoying sound. For a moment, I sat in silence, my heart hammering against my chest with fear and panic as I saw Dianne and a strange man walking towards me. My hands were clammy, my fingers trembling as I gripped the edges of the bed. After a second of hesitation, I loosened my grip on the bad, raising my head to look Dianne in the eye.“I see you’ve made yourself rather comfortable.” She said, looking around the room. She had ordered for my room to be cleaned and a bed was brought in.It creaked noisily with every movement but it was better than nothing. The window was opened a bit so air could come in freely. Although the room still reeked of everything foul, it wasn’t as bad as before. “Good morning to you too Dianne.” I said, clasping my hand
Gwaine’s POVJason had proved to be useful these past few days and now, Regan seemed to let him tag along. I wasn’t surprised to see him in my house, again. “You seem to forget this meeting was between an Alpha King and his beta.” I whispered to Regan. Jason had his eyes darting in every corner as he admired the interior of my office.“If we really want to find Catherine, we need his help, Gwaine.” Regan said, beckoning to Jason and then, they both had a sit right across from me.“Do you have any information on what’s going on?” I asked Jason. If the man was going to be a part of this meeting then he might as well contribute and earn his place. He raised his head to answer and that was when I had a chance to look him over. He was smart, no doubt, but seemed to tremble in my presence. He had on a white Tshirt and a faded blue Jean. His blonde hair was a mess, with some strands covering the most part of his forehead. “From what I’ve gathered, the humans are capturing as many wolves
Gwaine’s POV: I sat in my office as I tried to sort out the hundreds of files that had piled up on my desk within these last few weeks. I had finally let Nicole come in and clean the place up. The office was neatly organized now. The only evidence of its previous messes were the countless empty coffee cups that littered my desk. I had been up all night working as I couldn’t get any sleep, not with Catherine still missing.I had put up a lot of notices around town, urging anyone who had any information on her whereabouts to please come forward. So far, no one had come to me with anything useful. I rubbed on my eyes as I looked at the now empty cup that sat before me. I had managed to consume an entire pot of coffee alone and I couldn’t get myself to brew another. I walked over to the shelf, picking out a brand new bottle of whiskey from the top and taking it back into my office with me as I continued sorting through the pile of documents in front of me. I poured some liquor into th