Anastasia's POV.Chi Chi knocked on the wooden door of the small hut for the umpteenth time, but the inhabitant had yet to open up. Impatiently, I sighed and rubbed my arms, which were almost freezing in the cold. As I had predicted, the storm had caught up with us. Chi Chi's friend's place was farther than I had thought, and the rain had beaten us for about an hour before we finally found shelter under the small shed in front of the hut."I don't know the reason for their delay. They are supposed to have opened up by now.” Chi Chi said. It was obvious she was getting impatient as well, it was written all over her scrunched face.I turned around, forcing myself not to hiss out of annoyance. I hope these people still live here.“What are you doing in front of my house?”I could swear on the Moon Goddess that I felt my heart fly into my mouth. I wrapped Cho Chi's arm in a tight grip.“It's me, Fiona,” Chi Cho said calmly. The smallish old lady before us looked up at Chi Chi and her eyes
Anastasia's POV.“Let us out of this place!" Chi Chi shouted at the top of her voice as she pounded the door with force. Despite the frustration in her tone, Fiona remained unresponsive. Was she even listening? Standing behind Chi Chi, I whispered prayers to the Moon Goddess, pleading for her help.“Fucking rodents!” Chi Chi cursed and, hitting her hand on the door one last time. She turned around, running her hand through her short black hair in exasperation. I was more than worried.“Wha–what are we going to do now?” I asked, clasping my sweaty palms together.“I don't know…” she responded in a tone of devastation.Our time was running out quickly. It was certain that the warriors from the royal estate would soon arrive and capture us. The thought of returning to the dreadful dungeon filled me with dread. The food there was repulsive, the stench was unbearable, and the constant presence of flies was maddening. The Nightshade pack surely do subject their prisoners to insufferable and v
Sirius’ POV.I sat in my high oak throne, anger and anticipation brimming my over consciousness. How would two slaves escape my confines? I am the ruthless Alpha of the Nightshade pack, this was surely a step on my name. I must make sure the news doesn't cross our borders. In fact, I mustn't allow my own pack members to hear of it.I tapped my fingers on the handles of my royal-like chair, the sound of the rhythmic ticking of my nails rented the air.I was patiently awaiting the return of the guards I had ordered to bring me back the escaped slaves. The night before, I had made an order for posters of the slaves to be pasted on every corners of the pack. I didn't care about my pack's great land mass, all I needed was to get those wretched slaves and show teach them a lesson they'd never forget.And that was why I was a bit excited when I was informed that a raven had been received from a farmer from our southern border saying he had seen them. Without a moment of delay, I had sent out
Anastasia's POV.Oh Goddess! She's a vampire, she's a vampire, she's a vampire!I tried all my best to push her off me but she wouldn't just budge. Her eerie gaze lingered on my face, giving me chills that ran down my spine. Literally, I could feel the cold air emanating her body. Her arms were also freezing from where I had contact with her.“Relax”, she said in a monotonic soft tone. I red eyes had a sharp glint as they suddenly reduced to just the pupils been red. I felt my body relax, my muscles dilating and a soft sigh escaped my lips.I looked into her eyes which I somehow didn't find horrific again but…beautiful…No!She was trying to use her mind compulsion on me. But I'm not going to fall for that. I won't allow her to lure me into letting her suck me dry.With every ounce of strength in me, I pushed, hard, this vamp away. She skidded off me although it was obvious it had nothing to do with my pushing. I didn't hesitate to spring to my feet. My breath was erratic again as fear
Anastasia's POV.“Brother, it's not what it looks like!” The female vamp, who I now knew as Drusilla, exclaimed.I stared back at the man at the entrance and saw that he had a striking resemblance with her, but his look wasn't something to be worried about now. I should be praying he doesn't zoom over here and slit my throat with his claws.“You're speaking with a werewolf, uhn?” He snarls, glaring at my new friend, his sockets taking a dark hue, giving him an eerie appearance.“What do you think father would say about this?” He asked. His question seemed like threats and I was beginning to wonder if they were truly siblings. Siblings I knew wouldn't threaten one another like this.“Dexter please, just listen.” Drusilla said in a pleading tone. I had to help by turning a pleading gaze at him. I knew what would happen if he were to tell their father about my presence. By my guess, he'll be an Original and trust me, no one will be stupid enough to piss any of their kind off.Tension hun
Anastasia's POV.Honestly, Drusilla is such a crazy young vamp. I can't believe she had me stay in a wooden cabin atop a tree just so I could watch her and her clan hunt. This was technically a tree house! It contained nothing more than a small wooden stool, a mat made of battered staw and…and nothing more.Sigh…I have no choice but to put up with it until their hunting is over.But once it is over, what next? A simple thought of truth brimmed in my mind; I can't keep staying here. This is a home of vampires and I am a freaking werewolf! Sooner or later I would have no choice but to leave, or worse, be chased off.Right now, I have to put that aside and focus on how I wouldn't get caught peeping from the window of one of these vampires’ tree house.I had to crouch my back a little to be able to watch the forest out there comfortably. Yet, the position was agonisingly uncomfortable.Where on the Moon are these blood sucking…oh, there they are.One by one, the vampires rolled out into t
Anastasia’s POV.I suddenly felt pain all over my body, causing a groan to escape my mouth. I cracked my eyes open and found out that I had fallen from the horse's back to the hard forest ground. I must have dozed off …Sigh…I managed to stand up to my feet as my gaze scanned my new surroundings. No doubt , I was still in the forest; a deeper part of it. Although, the spot I was standing in was clearer; with just a few shrubs and some dried leaves scattered around, I still felt a bit apprehensive about my surroundings. This is still a forest, cleared or not.The neighing of the horse startled me a little. I had almost forgotten about the poor lad. It looks so tired, we must have been travelling for a while now. Of course, we have, that explains the dark skies and the twinkling stars above; it was nightfall. If not for the almost-full moon that was shining humbly, I would have had to deal with finding my way around total darkness.I can't keep moving, especially now when my horse needs
Anastasia's POV.Fear gripped me to the core as I held my dress tightly absentmindedly. My teeth clattered and my eyes widened so I could take in my assailant's full figure. But even with that, the moon’s weak rays weren't enough to show me who they were clearly, all I could see were dark figures sittingin atop equally dark and burly horses.For several moments, they all just sat there, saying nothing. I only had to deal with frequent grunts of their menacing horses and the grave glare from the men mounting them.Moon Goddess…please help me, save me from whoever these are. I was so tired of being scared all the time, Moon Goddess please…After several other moments of no movement from my assailants, I began to involuntarily relax a bit. But what is in their minds? Will they kill me? Or are they kidnappers who kidnap people and sell them as slaves or maids? Oh Goddess, I hope not. But even that would be better off than my first assumption.Suddenly, one of the men unmounted his horse
Anastasia’s POV.I woke up early today, and I hated that I did. Ever since Alpha Mathias had decided to treat me like …well, unlike a maid, Madame Sheryl had seemed to reduce the workload I get. I wasn't on morning dining duties like before anymore. My chores would only begin from early noon.I guess waking up early has just been a part of me. But now I have nothing to do for the next five hours.Well, I could use that opportunity to rest and take my medications. I stood up from the bed and walked to the table. There was a jug of water there which I drank from.I looked at the door, hoping Dane wasn't there to listen to me. I went to the small shelf at a corner of the room and opened it. There were a bunch of clothes there ; clothes I did not personally own but were given to me.Moving the clothes aside, I unearthed the medicines I had hidden there. Going back to the table, I began to take them according to how they were prescribed.I still haven't decided what I was going to do about
Mathias' POV.I can't deny that I actually felt a bit nervous calling her. I mean, I know that I'm the Alpha and I shouldn't fear anything but…sigh…I don't know why anytime she's around, my heart raced multiple times. It's like a chain reaction, one that connects her presence or the thought of her to my heart directly.Even now, as she opened the door to my chamber, I could feel my heart skipping.I tried to remain calm as she shut the door behind her. The way she interlocked her hands in her front and looked around the room gave her a cute ambiance. She really looked so innocent and delicate. Someone I wouldn't dare break.I saw that she didn't see me where I was. I was sitting behind a thick curtain in my study across from the door. I decided to announce my presence.“How are you?” was what I could come up with as I stood up. Luckily, I hadn't startled her. The smile that spread on her face made my heart jostle with exhilaration. I decided not to show my reactions.Walking around th
Anastasia's POV.“Bring them over here, Ginny.” I said, making way for her.I watched as she struggled with lifting the large wooden crate of vegetables on the cart. We were supposed to transfer about twenty of them to the kitchen store this morning and we have only carried two. I can't blame us though; here I am, a helpless pregnant maid who isn't even meant to be seen doing strenuous work and Ginny, well, her arms are just too slender.“Here, let me help,” I said as I approached her.“What? No, Anna, you're…” she objected, cutting herself off. Her eyes darted around to check if no one was within ear’s reach. “You're pregnant,” she whispered with concern etched in her tone.I shrugged, “Pregnant, not helpless or lazy. Come on, let's lift this thing.” I said dismissively as I crouched to lift the crate.She opened her mouth but closed it back and sighed, “If you say so,” she crouched also and on a countdown, we lifted the crated with our joint strength, unto the cart.See, not so bad.
Anastasia's POV. Clicking my tongue as I paced around the room nervously, I didn't know what to tell the guard I was going to do. I am having second thoughts about telling him I was heading to the infirmary. What if he decides to come with me? Then it will be discovered that I am pregnant, and then everyone will know and ….sigh….calm down Anna. I sat on the edge of the bed, thinking over my options. You know what, I’ll just go, I don't need to think about it. I stood up with a new wave of courage and walked towards the door. I moved my hand back from pulling the doorknob before releasing a long breath and walking out. He was right there, standing like a warrior he was. I pretended like he wasn't there, walking past him towards the stairs. I didn't hear him say anything and so I thought I was good to go. Not until I began to hear pounding footsteps behind me. I swung my head around and saw him sternly walking after me. With raised brows, “What is it?” I asked. He raised a brow
Anastasia's POV.“You won't tell us. Then it's a shame because we are here to rip you of your undeserving privileges.” She spat, her voice dripping with contempt. The trio dropped their trays on the desk and began to advance towards me.Oh Goddess…I stumbled backwards as they drew nearer. My eyes darted around the room but I found no way of escape. I looked at them, the malice in their gazes. They weren't going to stop.“Stop!x” but I said anyway.“We can talk this through .” I tried to negotiate.Swetlana shook her head, a wide grin playing on her lips. “There's nothing to talk about, only to your ancestors” stepping over the stool.Okay okay, I shouldn't panic. I'm a werewolf, they are just normal humans ..I hope so. I should have a bit of an advantage over them, even though I have no wolf. I swallowed a lump, waiting for them to get close enough.Swetlana, a grin spreading over her lips, “Frana, bring out our gold price,” gesturing to the fat one on her left.My eyes narrowed as F
Anastasia's POV.My face flushed as the memory of how the Alpha had me in his arms rushed into my mind. His touch was electric and it sent unknown waves throughout my body. For the first time in my life, I felt …safe.It was peaceful, so calm, so…loving.I remembered the confession he made to me a week ago. With what he did tonight, was what he said true? Did he really feel that way towards me? I was feeling so insecure even with him. I didn't want to be rejected again.It was also still unclear to me why he wanted me. I was merely a slave – although now a worker who earns wages – and nowhere near his class. He was a freaking Alpha! The peak of nobility in every pack. We were two different worlds apart, I doubt he would really want me. I would only be used and tossed aside…like before…I pushed the thoughts behind my mind and scanned the room I was in. It greatly contradicted the one that the Gamma had locked me in.The lack of foul stench was the first thing to be thankful of. And th
Mathias' POV.Four hours! That was what it took for Orice and I to rescue Nadine, take down Zandor's guards and return to my castle. Yes, it wasn't such a big deal.That punk really thought he could strike a deal with me. I had to remind him who he was dealing with.“Open the doors.” I said to the guard stationed at the door, who was looking at us quizzically.I ignored his apologies and walked into my castle. Ahh, home sweet home. This castle may have been built hundreds of years before I was even born, but it still felt like mine.Of course it was, I'm the Alpha.“Orice.” I called and turned around abruptly, bringing Orice and Nadine, who were behind me, to a stop.“Yes Alpha.” He answered respectfully. Sometimes, this man makes me forget we were best friends.I gestured to one of the guards nearby. “Let him show her to her room, she's welcome as a noble here.” I said. I noticed the glance from Nadine, her eyes filled with gratitude.Orice and I watched the guard escort her away and
Anastasia's POV.I groaned as another shot of hunger panged the centre of my stomach. I rolled on the dirty floor in pain. This wasn't my first time going days without food but that was when I was still at my Grandfather's pack. Back then was when I might not see anything to eat for three days straight.But the last few weeks I have been here, I have been eating accordingly. It may not be the best diet but at least I haven't gone a day without food for weeks now. And that was why it was somehow strange for my stomach to experience lack of food so suddenly again.“Shit!” I cursed under my breath as another wave of hunger attacked me. I am surely going to die here…My mind screamed the Alpha's name. He was the only one that seemed to be able to save me now.Where had he gone even? I have been to three different packs to be sure Alphas don't need to sneak out of their own castles if they had any urgent things to attend to.Another wave of pain shoots through my stomach, interrupting my
Anastasia's POV.“What? Why…what's going on?” I snivelled but my words landed on deaf ears.I was dragged down the hallway, my legs hitting the debris on the way. They didn't even let me stand upright.They dragged me around a corner into a dark corridor.“Where are you taking me?” I asked, panic slowly filling up my heart.I got no response as they continued to drag me down the dimly lit narrow corridor. Soon, they stopped but didn't let go of me.I heard the sound of locks and creaking of doors before I swung around.My ass landed on the hard ground with a thud and I groaned in pain. I sat up on the floor, wiping my sweaty face before looking around at where I had been tossed in.It was a small room; very dark and smelly. There was nothing but an old dirty jug in a corner of the room.I heard the door creaking again and I immediately crawled towards the guards.“Wait!” I wailed, kneeling before them and using my hands to hold the door. “What have I done? Why am I here?” I asked urge