WRITER'S POV WESTWOOD PACK ROSE BUCKS10:30 PMNelo glanced at herself in the mirror for the umpteenth time. She was dressed in a red dress and for the first time in a while she felt she cleaned up real good. But all for what?At the gate that night at Tommy's house, he had specifically told her to come in a red dress. She hissed with Irritation. If he wasn't a Beta, then she would have been forced to classify him as a psychopath. She was irritated but she had to do what she had to do. Staying back in the servants quarters was no longer an option. The spiteful looks the girls give her was enough. Her only card of finding a better life lies with the bastard, Tommy. The taxi stopped her in front of Rose bucks. She arranged her scarf on her head before proceeding into the place. Rose bucks was a famous spot for prostitution. Married men take in sluts and single men pay young girls to be fuccked. “You are here,” Tommy acknowledged with a lustful stare down her body the moment she step
WRITER'S POV CRAVEN PACK It had been exactly five days since Amaya's escape failed. She still didn't know if she was to feel relieved yet. Damian hadn't brought up the room nor punished her for trying to escape. She, in fact, hadn't seen much of him since then and heck she wanted it that way.Laura was on her tail almost every single second of the day. Although she pretended to keep her distance but each time Amaya checked it was obvious she was watching her. The only times she got to be free from her watchful eyes was during the nights and early mornings. Amaya felt very restricted. She sat in the huge house all day long doing nothing. She had no friends and missed Nelo and Selene so much. At least back at the servants house, she did chores, sneak to the training ground and played with the girls but there was nothing fun to do. Most importantly she was going crazy not visiting a training center. Since she couldn't ask anyone, she decided to find out where the training center was o
AMAYA’S POVHUNTING DAY IN CRAVEN PACK Maybe it was because I was excited but I barely slept the previous night. I kept turning and rolling on the bed until it was 3am when I sprung up and began to prepare. By the time I stepped outside to the point of gathering, a lot of people were already there and the place was booming. I guess I wasn't the only one excited. I felt Lyra’s eyes on me. For some reason, I had this strange feeling she was watching me. Last night I was surprised when Laura told me I had a prominent guest. Knowing I knew no one in Craven Pack, let alone someone prominent, I had reluctantly left to see this guest of mine only to meet a sophisticated lady. She had scanned me weirdly. “Hi, I'm Lyra Cartwright although I'd prefer you call me Lyra. I heard you are Damian's guest.” Her lips curled and I had heard her mutter some words under her breath which I didn't grab. But I wasn't stupid. I didn't need to hear to know what she must have said. “Well, I guess we will b
AMAYA'S POV “Deer!”We were already deep into the forest when I heard the sudden shrill and I ran towards the direction I heard the scream. To my greatest surprise it turned out to be Lyra. It wasn't just her but also the Beta and Gamma; Raze and Oliver. There was no deer in sight and they had a mischievous grin on. Sensing that I had just been played, my teeth clenched. I wiped the sweat dripping down my forehead and suppressed a hiss. Their stupid joke had made me run for nothing. I turned towards them really trying my best to hold back my anger. “There's no deer.”“Oh, my bad. We thought there was a deer,” Lyra smirked. To me, I thought it was maybe understandable why Lyra was acting like a bitch but Raze and Oliver? I just couldn't understand why they hated me for no reason. Ever since I came here, they would always sneer at my face and ignored me. And honestly I would prefer they'd rather keep sneering and ignoring than to find my trouble. "Well, next time make sure to be cert
WRITER'S POV “We are sad to see you leave. We will forever remember and miss you here,” Instructor Matt said. His eyes were warm and he sounded sad. But none of the emotions he showed mattered to Nelo. Instead she scoffed under her breath at his sudden act of care. “And remember you are always free to come back. This is your home and you will always be welcomed here,” he added and Nelo resisted the urge to slam back with‘goddess forbid’ out loud. She murmured a barely audible ‘thank you’. “You still refuse a proper farewell?” instructor Matt asked again. Usually it was announced in front of the girls if any one of them became free but Nelo had to beg him to not do it. The girls already hated her. She would prefer to just leave quietly without having to see their betrayal faces. The only person she probably would feel guilt for not telling that she was leaving was Selene. Talks about Amaya were bound to pop up and she wanted to avoid that. “No. I would like to leave now.”“I hope y
AMAYA'S POVThe atmosphere during breakfast had never been this stiff. Both Nelly and Lyra joined in. Everyone focused on their plates. I had noticed that although Nelly and Lyra spoke, if you watched closely you'd see it was almost forced or there was something hidden behind the fake exchanged smiles. I was thinking why Lyra suddenly developed hatred for me on her arrival but it wasn't difficult to figure it out. She had feelings for Damian and now she saw me as a threat. I may be wrong but that was most likely the reason for it. Nelly never told me her relationship with Damian. It was strange–her closeness with Damian while being a young housekeeper. However, what I just couldn't understand was Nelly’s dislike for Lyra. It was hard not to notice the forced closeness and smiles. But then I thought, it could actually be fun watching the two play the who-is-smarter game. As for me, I probably would be rooting for Nelly. We had already started eating when one of the maidservants anno
AMAYA'S POV “Stay here and I will speak to him,” I told Nelo and dashed after Damian. Even if it meant going on my knees I was willing to do it. His strides were quick and he was about to mount the stairs when I finally caught up with him. “Please…she is my best friend. I promise you that she will not cause trouble.”He spun and with one yank, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards himself forcefully. I gasped feeling his piercing intense gaze grip me. “Do you suddenly have the boldness to demand something from me? Have you forgotten how you came to be here? Do you take me for a fool, huh!”“I–” My body stiffened. He was too close and his eyes were fixed on me in a dangerous manner. A servant must have dropped a utensil as the sound of it echoed deafeningly in the house. It was followed immediately by hurried footsteps rushing out. He leaned in, jaw clenched. “Do you not like it when I'm nice with you?”“I do– I—”“Then why do you fucking push me? Do I need to remind you? You are
WRITER'S POV WESTWOOD PACK“Bring the seer out!” Lucius ordered. By now she should have bridled her tongue and come to her senses. Once in a while in such cases, he needed to remind people that he was still the Alpha of Westwood. His jaw stiffened. “Damian…” The only one that marred what would have been his perfect leadership and authority. “Have you come to your senses now?” He asked as the seer was brought before him. The seer gave a disgruntled scoff and attempted to break free from the grasp of Tommy and Jaxon. “My words remain the same even if you kill me. I speak nothing but the truth and words of the moon goddess,” she gritted. Lucius' eyes pinched. Had he not been clear enough? “I see you have made yourself quite comfortable in my dungeon and are begging for more stay. Take her back!”“That girl is not ordinary! You are making a mistake!” Seer growled as she was being dragged away. “Stop!” Lucius commanded and with long strides he descended the podium of his Alpha seat and
Suddenly the glass left Damian's grasp and shattered on the floor. Damian tumbled sideways and before Amaya would react, he collapsed to the floor with a dull thud. Amaya pulled him to lie on the sofa in the room. His body was burning up. She got a wet rag and pressed on his forehead sighing as she did. For a split second it crossed her mind she had been sighing the entire day. How much could she endure before the day ended? Damian moaned in his sleep. A painful moan and he incoherently mumbled names of his dead mate and father. “Father…father…father…” He grunted in his sleep, gripping onto Amaya's hand. At a point, his moans turned into low grunt and then screams. Amaya called his name and shook him awake.“Are you alright?” She asked, gently. Not seeking answers, just wanting to ensure he was alright. Damian glanced around, panting. On the realisation, a cold emptiness settled in his chest. It had only been in his nightmare. The warmth of his father he had felt was only in his
AMAYA'S POV “Wait here,” Amaya said, helping Lucius to the pavement of an abandoned house. She started to leave and he tried to stop her, eyes clouded with uncertainty. “I won't be long,” she assured him. Some minutes later, she returned with some herbs. Squeezing them in between her palms, she made a mixture with it and began to apply it on his injuries. She could feel him watching her keenly as she silently tended to his wounds. He softly grasped her hand. “Don't stress yourself. They'll heal.”“Still you should at least apply something.”“Amaya…” he ventured gently. “I'm sorry…I shouldn't have acted that way in your presence.”She sighed, the last glimpse of Damian's face she saw before walking off with Lucius flashing her head. She wondered what he was thinking at that moment, if he hated her more than he already did, if he would… She shook her head pushing the thoughts away. “Why did you provoke him? You know he can't hold back.”“Come with me, let's go home,” Lucius said sof
Amaya couldn't tell how long she had run as she only stopped when she felt her whole body exhausted. Panting, she sat down on a nearby pavement. It was then she looked and saw she was at the park. She inhaled slowly, the words of the girls jabbing her all over again. Tears welled up in her eyes and she blinked, forcing them back. She could not cry now. At least not yet. She imagined the news travelling round the Pack, the uncomfortable and judgemental stares that would be coming her way. She wondered if Damian had heard it by now. He would hate her. “Amaya…”She noticed a figure standing before her and looked up through her hazy eyes. Her mouth parted. “Alpha Lucius…How did you find–”“Shhhh. I only need you to say the words and I take you home”“And why will you take her home?” a voice thundered behind them. “Alpha Damian?” Amaya gasped, scrambling to her legs. She had imagined her life getting worse but never did she imagine this scenario. Damian glared at Lucius. “You sent you
As the days grew, Amaya felt her wolf gradually slipping into extinction. Before, she at least communicated with her even if she didn't shift but now she rarely spoke back. And with every passing day, she feared that one day her secret would be out in the open for the world to laugh at her and mock her. The stigma that someone wolfless was associated with was painful. Especially for someone like her. She had heard how much Damian detested wolfless people. He said they were weak and did not deserve to live. The realisation that he would look at her with hate and disgust made her stomach twist.She sighed and plopped her head deeper on the pillow. Her mind drifted to earlier in the day. Her conversation with Damian had quickly tensed up. She had crossed a line she knew she wasn't supposed to cross and Damian hadn't taken it lightly. And again he had brandished the killer instinct in him. Damian was cussed and it didn't matter who it was, once he was in that fury, he could kill anyone.
EARLIER ON…“You will be addressing the guards in five minutes, Oliver, Are you ready?” Raze asked Oliver who it was and it had always been his duty to speak to the guards. “I will do it,” Damian interjected, sauntering into the training room. “You will do it?” Raze and Oliver asked, surprised. “You sure you don't want us doing it?”“He wants to impress his lady guest,” Raze whispered. Oliver frowned. “Impress her? But she won't be there.”Damian heard them and shot them a silencing look. “This is a serious issue. I must speak to them myself,” he added, swiping off a strand of hair that tried to come into his eyes. “Have you thought about Balus' offer?” Raze asked. As a matter of fact it was because of that that he was going to address the guards. Lucius was a cunny man. By now Damian was hundred percent certain he'd received news of Balus coming to him for help. He was expecting Lucius to send a spy to his house but he will make sure to not give him a chance to do that. With
AMAYA'S POV I ran out of my room, down the stairs and towards Damian's room.“And where do you think you are going after causing trouble?” Nelly gritted, blocking me. “I'm sorry and I will apologize again if you want me to but right now I'm in a hurry–”“Damian isn't in his room,” she said, unmoving. “Where's he?” I asked, panting. “Why do you want to know so bad? And besides, you don’t have the time to ask for him when you need to serve your punishment–”“I’m sorry and I will accept my punishment whatever it is but I'm in a bit of a hurry right now.” I turned and dashed out. First, I checked the meeting hall building but Damian wasn't there. I didn't know where he was but I would find him. I would find him and I would ask him why… why he bought me despite having to lose in the deal…why he always saved me…why his closeness made my heart flutter… why he was there last night…how he found me in the club…I could hear the racing of my heart. There were so many things I wanted to ask
Amaya shut her eyes and inhaled. Her breath came out in shudders. The drink was gradually leaving her head. She could feel the bar man's ravenous eyes on her. He'd already undressed her with his eyes. The polite smile on his face that once offered her a drink was gone and all she saw was a demon watching his prey and waiting to attack. She was seconds away from being molested and no one was coming to save her. Lyra was probably having the fun of her life somewhere. She reached out to her wolf. She had to help them. This was the most important time she needed her strength, she needed her… she clenched her teeth; she wanted to fight back but it was as though the more she tried to fight, the more her body grew weak. Helpless, she broke into a sad laugh. Her predator did not take her laughing lightly as teeth gnashed. “You are laughing?” he scoffed, advancing towards her. He tried to rip her dress apart but she reached for the sheets and grabbed, pulling them over her and with the wh
WESTWOOD PACK “The seer is here, my Alpha,” a guard announced. Lucius nodded, slightly disgruntled with the information. He didn't even know why he was bringing her in again. He couldn't say if her prophecies were true or not. But he was short on alternatives at the moment. With Amaya still under Derrick’s wings, Balus preparing war against him and Tommy, a time ticking bomb in the hand of Damian, this was his last resort. “You must have already heard. Balus wants war. Does the goddess have any words for me?” He began as soon as the seer arrived. “Are you afraid?” the Seer asked boldly. Lucius jeered. “Me? Afraid of weak Balus and his little Pack? Why will I be? I have thousands of men and need only to say the word and Balus will be a past thing.”“You must not go to war. Never,” the seer warned. Lucius squinted skeptically at her. “What do you mean by that? I am not the one calling for war.”“The most important thing you need right now is the girl Amaya becoming your Luna.”“I'
Amaya opened the door to see Lyra standing there. She resisted the urge to frown. “Let's go to a party. My friend is hosting and she invited me. I am allowed to bring someone and well, let's say I picked you,” Lyra said with an indifferent shrug. Amaya blinked and regarded her for about a few seconds. “You are asking me to go to a party with you?”“That was exactly what I said. Now are you going or not?” Amaya drew in a breath. She wanted to go out. A lot of things were on her mind with Lucius's words taking the lead. “Are you coming or not!” Lyra snapped, angry that she was delaying. “I will go,” Amaya agreed. A party would be perfect to distract her from her thoughts at least for sometime. “I heard a party. Can I come too?” Nelo asked, poking her head out of her door. “Nope. I can only invite one person and she has the slot now. Get ready and we will meet downstairs in fifteen minutes.”“What about Nelly? She won't let us leave.”“I don't need to take permission from the bitc