Gwen's POVIt had been an amazing day with Blake as I collapsed into my bed. As tired as I was, my mind couldn't help replaying all the beautiful moments spent with him. His promise and obvious care for me. I was grateful for this lot, never ever have I thought someone would care for me deeply but here I was. Then I remembered the moment Blake said he wanted to tell me something.And for a short hopeful moment, I thought he was going to confess his feelings for me but I think I got over myself with that as he brushed it off as nothing. I shouldn't have gotten over myself, he cared for me platonically even though it wasn't as romantically as I thought. I am okay with that, at least he cared for me which was better than my treatment in Stormfur Pack over the years.Though this harsh reality bit and gnawed at me, I allowed my resolve to be hardened. I needed to clean up and the thought of getting up to do that felt like work. I was becoming lazy!Just then there was a knock on my door wh
Gwen's POVBlake's question bothered me but in a good way. For a few seconds, I wondered what his meaning was. Did he really want us to sleep together?Not like I had a problem with that but I took a little time to process his words."Hey, don't think it through so deeply, I was only joking." He had this very sincere look in his eyes that I almost cursed him for such an expensive joke.I remained quiet unable to voice my intentions and desires as well."I'll arrange for the maid as you have requested but in the meantime I think you need to rest a while. Blake was so gentle that I hated myself for repeatedly thinking too much about so many things.'He is just a good guy that genuinely cares about you, Gwen!' I scolded myself inwardly for ever thinking otherwise."Do you by any chance mind if I cross a fancy line and trespass a little?"Wait what?!What was he talking about?"Huh?" I could barely comprehend his meaning, I raised a questioning brow but he only asked for courtesy sake, my
*Gwen’s POV*As I was weaving my way through the crowded club, balancing two full beer glasses on a tray, someone suddenly grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tracks. It was the club manager, looking serious. He pulled me aside into a quiet corner."Gwen," he said quietly, "we have a special request for you."I was surprised. A request for me? That was unusual. Normally, these requests were handled by the girls in flashy outfits, not someone like me – a girl dressed in oversized t-shirts and baggy pants."Who's asking?" I inquired, feeling curious.The manager shook his head. "You'll find out when you get there. It's in Lounge 3. Drop the tray and go. Right away."I felt irritation bubbling inside me. I didn't like being bossed around like a pet. But with Mr. Tony's stern gaze fixed on me, and the silent threat of losing my job looming over me, I followed his orders.Setting the tray down with a loud thud that earned me a few annoyed glances, I hurried towards lounge 3, feeling my heart
“Gwen’s POV”As Derek's words echoed in my ears, I could feel a sharp pain shot through my chest, as if my heart had been clenched in a vise. It was accompanied by a sickening sensation in my stomach. Our mate bond had been broken. I could hear my wolf whimper in pain.Standing there in pain, I could feel the weight of his gaze bearing down on me, his eyes filled with a mixture of anger and contempt."You should be grateful, Gwen," he continued speaking, his voice dripping with malice. "Most girls would kill for the opportunity to be this close to me."I shrank back against the wall, my hands trembling with fear as Derek continued to advance towards me. His words sent a chill down my spine, filling me with a sense of dread, unlike anything I'd ever experienced before."You disgust me. I'm going to teach you a lesson you'll never forget," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.Panic surged through me as Derek called for his guards, the sound of their heavy footsteps echoing in the sm
“Gwen’s POV”The bitter taste of all the things that happened since last night still lingered in my mouth as I made my way to the Pack hall. Each step felt heavier than the last, burdened not just by the weight of my own sorrow, but by the shame forced upon me by what Derek called me.“Whore”. I replayed the events of the previous night in my mind, each memory a painful reminder of how quickly love could turn to scorn. I tried to push back the tears threatening to spill from my eyes, not wanting my fellow pack members to see and start asking me questions.I prayed silently to the Moon Goddess, begging for a second chance at finding a mate who would truly love me, who would see me for who I was, and not treat me like Derek had.Entering my room, I wasted no time in taking a shower, the water soothing against my skin as I tried to wash away the shame and humiliation that clung to me like a second skin. With a heavy sigh, I proceeded to resume my cleaning duties.By late afternoon, exhau
*Gwen’s POV*Fear surged through me as the guards dragged me into the back of the van. The floor, made of cold metal, sent shivers through my body as I curled up in the corner.My hands were tightly tied with silver restraints. The van started moving, and I knew we were headed toward the outskirts of our territory, where the pack dungeon was located among the trees.With every bump and twist along the rough road, my heart raced faster. Each jolt seemed to taunt me with the grim reality of my situation.I stole a glance out of the tiny window, observing the trees whizzing past in a blur. My mind spun with thoughts of escaping, but the guards remained watchful, their eyes keen and alert.Just when it seemed like all hope was lost, fate intervened. Suddenly, there was a sharp jolt, followed by a hissing sound as air escaped. The van came to a stop. We had a flat tire.The guards cursed as they got out of the van to inspect the damage. They opened the back of the van where I was and took
Gwen's POVI was ushered into a dimly lit room which cast a long shadow on the wooden walls. I was so tired and was barely keeping my eyes open but with the gentle pressure of Alpha's Blake's hand against my back, I could move forward at a steady pace.His touch was careful yet firm as if he was afraid I would shatter, I was on the brink of doing that because of the pain I was going through.“You don't have to worry about anything, Gwen, you are in safe hands!” He said to me as he helped me to the bed where I sat down with his help. The pain was becoming unbearable and I think he noticed because he immediately called one of the guards at the door.“Call me Nora, tell her I need her service and it's very urgent!” He commanded as his voice echoed through the room, leaving no room for disobedience as his tone implied.Minutes after, three omegas rushed in with a beautiful lady behind them, they came in with a variety of herbs, bandages, ointment, a black liquid in a transparent bottle, a
Gwen's POV“Thank you Alpha Blake for even listening to me! Thanks! At a more strategic time, you can deal with them!” I said to him calmly. It was nice to have someone who would actually listen to you.He turned to face me as he took a step closer which sent a shiver down my spine. I looked into his eyes and I saw a look which was intense and raw. I recognize it to be lust or desire but there was something else to it that I couldn't place a finger at, something more controlled and restrained. I could see him fighting it so much but I don't know what it was.“You should rest up, you need to be relaxed but be well assured that no form of harm is coming to you here. You are safe now,” He said instead with a hoarse voice as he led me back to the bed.“Thank you so much, Alpha Blake!” I exclaimed as I felt a sense of gratitude then exhaustion washed over me.He walked to the door but paused as he got there, and turned with a smile. “If you need anything, just anything even if it sounds ri