"Who are you?" I croaked out as I looked at the woman who stood beside my bed when I opened my eyes.
She cleared her throat before speaking, "my name's Brigitte. I'm Alpha Quentin's first wife. I just came to check up on you. I was given orders to stay by your side until you woke up and attend to your needs."
"Well, I'm fine," I said blandly as I turned my face away from hers and looked to the side. Looking outside of the square window that was on the other side of the room, too far for me to reach. I wanted to run towards it and seek escape once more but I knew I wouldn't get too far.
"Are you hungry?" She asked me again and I closed my eyes as I swallowed and my throat felt dry and tight.
"When will she come around, Elisabeth?" Quentin asked as he leaned back into his leather chair behind his big oak desk. "It's frustrating that my true mate keeps rejecting me," he complained with distaste as he gripped his left hand into a tight fist.Elisabeth landed lightly on the corner of the desk as she smiled up at the Alpha, "well, Alpha, you need to let her wrap her mind around this entire ordeal. Remember that she's human, and humans are much more innocent than any of us. You can’t expect her to just jump into your arms and for the both of you to live happily ever after," she spoke delicately, hoping that her words didn't seem disrespectful to the raging and heartbroken Alpha or it would be "off with her head!".
You'll be amazed at what good of a mood you'll be in just from being taken outside for walks and slowly healing from a broken ankle. The world did feel a lot brighter than it did when I was in that room all damn day with nothing to do except look out a small window.Don't be fooled, I'm not entirely happy, but it was getting a bit better. I'm waiting until my ankle heals so that I can run away, for real now, and get some help."Can you tell me about the human world, Sarafina?" Elisabeth asked me as she came and sat in the middle of m
"I don't think I want to go out with the wives today," I complained as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I didn't have to use my crutches anymore, but my foot was in a massive cast that I had Elisabeth sign her tiny signature on.Elisabeth thought it would be a great idea for me to get to know the other wives better since I was soon going to be a part of the family. She didn't tell me this, instead she led me to believe that she and I just needed to wake up early and make ourselves look pretty.Only after I'd done my make up, and put on a pretty dress did she reveal to me the real reason I was getting ready."They're wonderful people," Elisabeth tried to defend them as I rolled my eyes.
"Those wives are psychos!" I exclaimed as I looked at Elisabeth sitting in my palm as she stood with her feet crossed at her ankles and her hands on her waist. I liked the dress that she was wearing today, a bright pink puffy dress that reached before her knees.She smiled as she tilted her head and looked at me, "what happened? Let me guess," she placed a hand under her chin, acting like she was deep in thought, "Caroline and Katherine started fighting, and Caroline was winning. Then for some reason, Hermione tried to step in and then Rebecca hit her. Hermione then jumped on her, and Florence tried to help her best friend. Is that what happened?"I frowned, "yes. How did you know?"Elisabeth laughed, "because they always fight like that, Sara
I'll begin by saying that I've always been a cry baby. I was an only child, and my father wasn't in my life. My mother was all that I had and I was all that she had, so she spoiled me rotten. I've always gotten what I wanted from her, anything that she could do for me, she did. I love her so much and I miss her even more.So now that I'm folded up on the floor, crying and praying that I someway find my way out of here, there was no way I couldn't have recognized the sparks and tingles that erupted all over my body as I felt someone wrapping their arms around me.
He was leaning forward and his elbows were on the table as he tilted his head slightly at me. He had a smirk on the corner of his lips as he watched me intently and I kept rolling my eyes every few seconds because I was irritated. I'd rolled them so much that I was now afraid that I would roll them into the back of my head.He cleared his throat, "so what can you tell me about you, Sarafina?" He asked coolly like everything was fine and dandy."Are you serious?" I scoffed as I rolled my eyes yet again and folded my arms, wondering when the food would come because I wanted to concentrate on anything else besides the man."I just want to know-""No," I cut him off, "you're not goi
I was ready for my daily walk and I needed it more today than I did all those other days. I needed some time outside and I'd ask Elisabeth not to speak because I just wanted to breathe and think about Quentin and what went down yesterday. I also wanted to think about escaping because my ankle's coming along nicely and I can walk a bit better than before. So I should start coming up with some mastermind plan to get the hell out of this place.After learning from Quentin yesterday that he owns this entire town, called Wyvernston Creek, that stretched as far as the eye could see, I know my escape won't be easy. I just need to think smart even though I'm desperate enough to do anything at this point.I heard a knock on my bedroom door and I knew it was Elisabeth so I walked to the door and opened it wide open, e
"Are you crazy?" Elisabeth shouted as the smile on my face got smaller the more I was looking at her angry face that had gone pink."Well hello to you too, Elisabeth," I grumbled as I put my hand down, deflated that my only friend wasn't looking very pleased with me, "I missed yo-""Sarafina, what were you thinking?" She snapped as the door slammed closed behind her and all of the curtains in the room covered the opened windows, leaving both she and I in the dark as she flew close to my face, "do you know what you are doing?""Uh, what are you talking about?" I asked her, wondering what could have made her so upset because I haven't done anything wrong."How could you tell him t
"You really made her bow down to you?" Elisabeth asked me with wide eyes as I struggled to keep the proud smirk off my face as I bit my bottom lip and stretched my arms from the position that I was laying in.The tea party with the wives had ended a few hours ago and I was relaxing with Elisabeth as I told her what happened and at first, she was giggling when I told her about how the wives all started fighting until I got to the part where I made Katherine bow down to me.I didn't think I had it in me to do such a thing and I'd be lying if I said that I had planned on doing that. I didn't plan on standing up and putting their wives in their place which was clearly all the way down there compared to me and I most definitely didn't plan on making Katherine bow at my feet but I'd be lying if I said it didn't feel good.
"Are you ready?" Elisabeth asked me as she magically appeared in front of me while I was observing myself in the mirror. Some other women would spend the 24 hours before their wedding by going out with friends, having a bachelorette party and reflecting back on their single days; but I am not like other women. The day before my wedding will not be spent with my closest friends and half naked men with bulging crotches and tight underwear accompanied by strip poles rather, it will be spent with my future husband's eight other wives.I'm attending their infamous tea party. I remember the disaster the previous one had been and I hope that I don't have to witness the same thing but more importantly I hope I'm not the one they all turn their fiery gaze on. I don't think I can fight eight she wolves. Matter of fact, I know that I can't fight them.
"I can't believe you cut your hair," Quentin's English accent was thickly coated in shock as he ran his hand over my new hair and I slapped his hand away."Stop it," I scolded him but he was still looking at me in shock."I thought you were going to put in hair extensions or a weave," he told me as I glared at him."Are you saying that I look ugly?" I snapped at him but he quickly shook his head."You're incapable of ever looking ugly, Sarafina. I just wasn't expecting you to cut your hair. You look astonishingly beautiful, perhaps the most beautiful and bare I've ever seen you."I wasn't expecting to cut my hair either. When Quentin brought m
What use was crying and moping going to be? There was only so many times I could cry about the situation but it was permanent and there was nothing that I could do about it. Quentin would not let them die and I shouldn't want them to die just for my own selfish needs.I chose him over my own mother, I chose him over death and what I hope had been paradise. I had to stick with him now and there was no going back.I woke up before the break of dawn and took a much needed shower. I needed to scrub myself clean because it had been days since I stepp
The bedroom door banged open and my mother came charging in, "you know what, Sarafina, I can't do this!" my mother exclaimed as she ripped the sheets off my body and I just looked at her.Quentin had carried me from the balcony and laid me on the bed before covering me with the sheets as he cleaned around the room and I finally rested after what felt like years.I hadn't seen my mother this week because I didn't want to face her and I guess she gave me that space or Elisabeth has been holding her back."I can't just sit back and watch you live like this," my mother snapped at me but her angry tone was only laced with heartbreak. The heart
I would do anything to make her happy. I'd put my life on the line without a second thought if that is what made her happy but no matter how much I loved and cared for her, I couldn't let my children grow up without their biological mothers. I care for my children and I don't want to take their mothers away from them. It would be the most foul and selfish thing that I could do and I know that Sarafina understands this but it is difficult to wrap her head around the fact that the only way to save them would be for me to create that mate bond again.I had promised myself that I would never hurt her again when she had been laying there with no heart beat and just a pale sunken in face after I had prayed for her to come back to me and when she opened her eyes I promised myself and the moon goddess that I would never be the reason behind her tears of pain and I'd kill anyone who dare
I thought I knew what I was getting into but now it's pretty obvious that I was in way over my head. Once again, my mother did know best. She was right when she said love just wasn't enough. At this point, I wasn't feeling very loved or needed or...anything at all. If anything it felt like my heart was breaking and I tried so hard to keep a straight face on as I stood beside Quentin. Brigitte and Florence were across us. Both of them looked sickly pale and they looked horrible.I felt bad for them and sorry for them, they were dying for crying out loud and the evidence was all over their form but I just didn't want them marrying Quentin.I can't believe he'd do this to me...is it wrong of me to want him all to myself? I guess n
I know understood why Katherine hated me. Even though it hadn't been my fault, the man that she loved, found someone else. I couldn't even find the strength to stand from the floor and I don't know how my mother knew or found out that something was wrong with me but when she came into the room, pleading with me from the other side of the door to let her in, I realized how glad I was that I had her here with me.I didn't even have the energy to put on any clothes. My mother came into the room and immediately covered me with one of the many robes in the room. After that, she sat on the floor with me and cradled me in her arms like I was baby as I sobbed into her chest.I welcomed the comfort that she provided me, sobbing uncontro
"Good morning, Sarafina," I heard his deep voice croak into my ear as he kissed my forehead and I opened my eyes with a grin on my face.I let go of the pillow that I was holding onto that smelled like him because I couldn't sleep at night without his body right next to mine, "Quentin, baby," I squealed in excitement, all trace of exhaustion gone from my system as I wrapped my arms around his neck and forced his body to fall onto mine, "I missed you," I cried into his neck, burying my nose deep into his flesh and inhaling as much of him as possible."I missed you too, baby," he coaxed me gently, running his fingers along the sides of my waist, tickling the naked flesh and causing goosebumps to appear on my arms "I'm sorry that