Cynthia Dion: That's when I began to recall everything that transpired in the mansion. I was duped by Mr. Holt, and he made it abundantly clear that expecting sympathy from him was a lost cause. He had no grounds to be irate with me over a partnership that, to his knowledge, was solely aimed at safeguarding my own interests. He blew it out of proportion, behaving as though I had cheated on him. He persistently harassed me and manipulated me into taking this relationship seriously.The sole reason I endured his mistreatment in silence was because my sister, Flora, should not have to endure the same ordeal as I did.I shook my head in disbelief, unwilling to accept that the night I uncovered my wolf was also the night I lost my child. The doctor firmly grasped my arm and pulled me back, preventing me from leaping out of bed in my quest for a breath of fresh air."Hey!" Once she had me settled back in bed, she tenderly ran her hand through my hair and urged, "Please try to stay composed
Cynthia Dion: "Oh! Is that the truth?" Maleeka struggled to stifle her smirk, keeping it hidden beneath a facade of sorrow. She bit her inner cheek, feigning sorrow, but her subtle nods betrayed her true thoughts. The idea that she had wished for that outcome made my stomach churn."Let her have some peace for now," the doctor advised. "I need to unwind." She allowed them to leave me in solitude momentarily, and as they departed, I parted my lips and released a weary sigh.I lay fully awake, my breath steady, acutely aware of my surroundings. My mind teemed with concerns: the looming possibility of never being able to conceive again, the heart-wrenching loss of my child, and the anticipation of my wolf finally stirring.My wolf!I attempted to feign enthusiasm for her awakening, yet my voice quivered as I lamented, "You took an eternity to rouse."I harbored no anger toward her for her consistent absence when I needed her presence the most. Nevertheless, I couldn't help but feel a ti
Cynthia Dion: He was not only taken aback but infuriated that she had dared to pose this question. I observed him inhale deeply before attempting to maintain a façade of composure."She took a tumble down the stairs," Mara explained. I could see she was trying to butter him up and signal her loyalty."And did the stairs also decide to give her a few kicks, breaking her ribs? Perhaps the stairwell decided to get in on the action and stab her too?" Doctor Vivienne appeared to be fiery and self-assured. Her words turned my rapid breathing into a sense of regret.Why hadn't I always been more like her?Was it because I didn't have a backbone back then, or because I had to bite my tongue since everything I said would land me in a showdown with my sister? Whatever it was, I felt insignificant compared to her."Hm! Miss ----, you'll have to take up all these inquiries with my lawyer," Mr. Holt took a step closer, and when she didn't budge, he knelt down and found her name in the file. "Vivi
Cynthia Dion: Ever since I learned of their intentions towards me, I've been enduring excruciating suffering in this chamber, my limbs bound by relentless silver chains. The cruelty of their decision to punish me, when it was impossible for me to become pregnant on my own, weighed heavily on me. What about the man who was responsible?Doctor Vivienne had cautioned us that I would require time to heal, or I might lose the ability to ever conceive, so I hadn't been able to fully recover. She was such a kind-hearted person that my heart ached for her. It was inconceivable that she would take her own life after everything went awry. What if the entire royal family had aided Mr. Holt in executing this plan?What if Maleeka and Atticus were also involved in this? The thought gnawed at me.Doctor Gary burst into the room, interrupting the million thoughts that were drowning me. "It's time to get out of bed and appear before the werewolf council," he declared.I watched him sift through my p
Cynthia Dion: I shook my head disapprovingly and shot a fierce glare at Gary, who was now administering what appeared to be wolfbane into a syringe."No way! I won't be anyone's pawn," I exclaimed vehemently, causing them to exchange glances and nod their heads in disapproval, as if I had committed an offense by raising my voice.As I started to make a move, the elderly man interjected, "Get rid of her; her presence is repulsive," pointing disdainfully at the Gamma, who advanced towards me to quell my protests.Despite the unbreakable nature of the silver chains, I gave it my all. Panic swept over the crowd, with everyone shouting and scrambling to the ground to avoid the menacing shackles as I struggled to manipulate them."Arghhhh!" When the chains proved ineffective, and the Gamma wrestled them to gain control over me, I found myself with only one recourse: transition.With a resounding howl, I exerted every ounce of my willpower, determined to undergo the transformation. The silv
Cynthia Dion: "Calm down, you won't be the one undergoing it tonight, not when you haven't fully healed yet," he wagged his finger up and down in my direction. "I've already found a she-wolf to serve as my test subject," Gary declared with a menacing tone. It was only then that I realized the boiling anger simmering inside me."Your eyes betray your intentions. If I were to set you free, you'd tear me apart," he chuckled mockingly, exacerbating my clenched jaw and deepening my frustration."Do you have no shred of empathy left in you?" I yelled, my voice unwavering. Something had shifted inside me after Thea's awakening; I was no longer afraid but seething with anger."Empathy is a trait for the weak," he remarked coldly. "I have obligations to fulfill.""For the sake of science and research, I must engage in these actions. Have you never considered that vampires also require reproduction?" he feigned innocence and appeared offended by my questioning of his ethics.“Just say these th
Cynthia Dion: I had been in tears while watching him haul her lifeless body to the cage following his earlier extraction of the girl's remains. He proceeded to administer a dose of wolfbane, leaving her bound in chains."She's not your captive; you can't employ her for your sordid and depraved act---" I hesitated, restraining my words to avoid angering him further and causing more trouble for her than she was already in."Aren't you even slightly concerned about why she was here?" he inquired, struggling to conceal the deceased girl's body within a black garbage bag."It doesn't matter; you don't own her. Have you considered that the werewolf authorities will start searching for a missing she-wolf? Not to mention, she's the Alpha King's closest friend; he'll initiate a search for her before long," I responded in a calm tone, maintaining my promise not to provoke him and inadvertently harm her.“A little sex with a vampire won’t hurt her. Besides, I will record her well, she will not
Cynthia Dion: "You— you didn't come here to record me? then why the hell did you walk into the devil's den?" I raised my voice, my fear for her now overwhelming.I had been terrified for her previously, but the realization that she hadn't come with harmful intentions left me shocked."I paid him so I could come here and check on you," she explained, glancing around and gesturing toward the bags she had brought with her—the same items that had flown from her hands when Gary attacked her."Why did you want to check on me?" I whispered, my confusion deepening. What was happening? Had I awakened in some alternate dimension?She had never cared about me before so why all of a suddenly, she was worried about me?"Cynthia! He—" she paused, visibly restraining herself, before burying her face and continuing, "Atticus has been suffering ever since they put you here." Her one sentence left me breathless.I watched her face, unsure of how to respond. Her words, though intriguing, posed a dilemm