Cynthia Dion: I remained in his embrace for the next few minutes before he finally released me. I felt much calmer then, but the trauma of enduring so much and the realization that I was destined for an even worse fate left me feeling utterly hopeless.It was foolish of me to ever think I could be considered blessed.Holt led me to a corner and settled me onto a purple couch. Silence hung in the air for a few more minutes before I cleared my throat to address him."If I'm a bad person, shouldn't I die?" I whispered, my thoughts turning to my sister. She wouldn't be safe around me."Everything I told you is written in that book we just read," he gestured toward the book on the ground, "and I don't buy into that nonsense." He shook his head, dismissing the entire prophecy with one swift motion."But it says--" I was silenced when he turned towards me and placed his finger gently against my lips."It says nonsense," his remark brought a faint smile to my face."You don't believe it?" I
Cynthia Dion: "Oh, I wish I had better daughters than you two useless pieces of shite," he pushed the plate away angrily but then pulled it back again, "I'm telling you, if you don't win the competition and bring that prize money home, I'll sell you to Mr. Beret," the threat seemed grave. He'd made it clear many times that he'd sell me to his friends once and for all. "What's dad---," Flora turned to ask me, tears in her eyes, when I told her not to take his words seriously. "Now go, get out of my sight," Dad said, and we sisters walked back to our rooms, feeling defeated. "Don't take his words to heart, he says all kinds of nonsense because he's mostly drunk," I said, trying to comfort her, though I was anxious myself. "But---," as she tried to voice out again, I hushed her lovingly. "I told you, don't listen to what he says. I will not be sold," I reassured her, when deep down in my heart, even I was scared of my father ever doing that to me. "Or maybe you won't get sold,"
Cynthia Dion: Afterward, Flora went to bed, claiming she was tired. I asked her to gather more information on this topic, and she said she'd talk to her teacher and request her private notes.I felt hopeful once more.Maybe I could find a way out of this mess?I had been tossing and turning on my mattress; it was already midnight, and everyone had fallen asleep except for me."Why did Atticus pay her fees on my behalf?" I questioned myself as I sat up on the mattress after giving up on trying to fall asleep."Maybe Flora is onto something. He might be regretting his decision to reject me," I offered as an explanation. It seemed reasonable. Another sign that he might not be entirely truthful when he claimed to feel nothing for me was how possessive and jealous he acted whenever he saw me with someone else. I shuffled over to the window and gazed outside at the empty road.I was startled by a howl and saw a wolf dashing through the darkness away from my house and toward the road, disap
Cynthia Dion: I was never in love with Enzo, but the pain of betrayal hit me hard because we were mates. I couldn't help but wonder why everyone seemed to hate me.Mara and I were the same in that she was also an Omega rogue. So why was it so easy for him to accept her and disregard me?And the fact that Mara was going along with it only made things worse."What's wrong with her? She's such a lazy bitch. She can't even run straight, let alone dream of beating Rosalie," one of the girls from the crowd taunted me, making everyone laugh at her remark. She was clearly a Rosalie supporter, always singing her praises, so I wasn't surprised when she made that comment."Get up!" Atticus's stern voice pierced my eardrums. Even from a distance, I could hear the anger in his words. I managed to get back on my feet, and when I looked up again, Enzo and Mara had disappeared.I didn't have any desire to continue with the training at that point."She's not interested, so why did she waste a spot?"
Cynthia Dion:"Please, don't take any action for now," she whispered calmly. "I don't want you to get into trouble as well. You know how powerful and ruthless his friend is--," she stole a glance at me as she mentioned Atticus. "I know they're your mates, but they're not saints.""I understand they can be rude and mean, but I don't believe Atticus would ever take his friend's side in a situation like this." I defended him because that's genuinely how I felt about him.He hadn't mistreated anyone else except for me, and I wondered if it might be due to peer pressure.“Seriously, did you not hear me?” her tone changed as she glared into my face, making me gulp awkwardly. "You're defending him after what he did to you?" She had stopped crying, and instead, her tone was filled with anger towards me."I know he was wrong for brutally rejecting me because of Rosalie, but ---." I couldn’t finish talking when Mara narrowed her eyes at me and scoffed."When did you change your mind about him?
Cynthia Dion: The audience was left in stunned silence, unable to even release a sigh to convey the shock they felt from witnessing me slap their beloved Alpha across the face.The entire incident had occurred in the blink of an eye, but the aftermath was explosive. Atticus shot up from his seat and forcefully shoved the table aside, causing me to step back in fear."Oh shit," Enzo muttered, quickly following after him. everybody had gone silent for a moment as the new events unfolded in the worst way. It wasn’t that I wasn’t scared of them, I was just so concerned for Mara that I didn’t care about my own safety."HOW DARE SHE! HOW DARE YOU SLAP ME?" Atticus bellowed, making sure his angry voice reached every corner of the cafe as he pointed a finger directly in my face."What the fuck?" Rosalie displayed extreme shock and swiftly rose from her chair to stand beside Atticus, her eyes flashing with the color of her wolf.She promptly approached me and pushed me forcefully from a dista
Cynthia Dion: "Enzo, hand over your phone," this marked the first time Hila employed her serious expression with him. He appeared flustered, realizing he was cornered, which only bolstered the credibility of Mara's words. Enzo seemed increasingly agitated and unwilling.The door swung open, and two male teachers entered to address the situation. These two were the senior instructors of the Wolf Fighter Club.There was no way Enzo would be foolish enough to argue with them. One of the teachers stepped forward, took the phone from his hands, and began inspecting it. At this point, the issue would be handed over to the council to decide whether Enzo was suitable to remain an alpha or if he should be sent to detention.My heart raced inside my chest. I felt the fear of what they might discover, and how Atticus would react to me after I had inadvertently gotten him involved in this mess. It wasn't just Enzo who would face consequences; Atticus would have to bear them too."This! She is re
Cynthia Dion: I walked out of the school, with Mara following me in silence. She hadn't uttered a word since the hallway incident, so I was hopeful she would finally respond once we were alone."Okay, start explaining!" I demanded, dropping my bag on the ground without caring that it might need cleaning when I got home."I don't know what to say when you're giving me that judgmental look," she pouted, crossing her arms over her chest."Mara, it's not that simple. This isn't just some funny, silly mistake, and now you're acting all cute about it. First of all, why my mate? Why were you flirting with him?" I asked, mustering the courage to bring up the painful topic of my mate and her involvement. Each time I talked about my mate and her, it hurt."Seriously, that's the story he came up with? No wonder you look so angry with me," she smiled and shook her head, seemingly acting as though she felt sorry for me for believing Enzo's lies."I saw the text conversation between you two, Mara!