Savannah lay on the floor bleeding badly. She had tried to explain that she did not slap Stella and that Stella was the one hit herself just to frame her but no one had believed her. Of course no one was going to believe her. She would not have believed it either. She should have known that it would not be easy to deal with someone like Stella. The most painful part for her was that Zhao add ordered for her to be beaten up by the guards just to get back at her. The admade shot to hit a badly and she was now bleeding all over her body and her entire body hurt. Savannah wanted to cry but she did not even have tears to shed. She could not help but think about her life with Reginald. When she was with him she had suffered beatings like this almost everyday. When she finally was able to get away from his control she thought that she would never have to deal with anyone treating her like a piece of garbage and beating her whenever they felt like it. But it seemed like she was wrong
Zhao stared at Stephanie weakly."But why? Why didn't you tell me? Why did you keep this away from me?" He asked.Stephanie sniffed and looked away."Zhao, please....""Why?" Zhao asked again."Because I didn't want to lose you. I love you, Zhao! I do, and I can't afford to lose you." Stephanie said with teary eyes.Zhao sank into the chair and bent his head, trying to hold back tears. He felt broken.Stephanie turned away and let the tears out, she never wanted him to find out this way.Just then, the door was pushed open and the doctor walked in.Stephanie and Zhao turned to him with looks of expectancy."Doctor?" Zhao said, impatiently."Um, well, ma'am, your condition is quite serious.." The doctor announced."Okay? But she is not in a danger zone, right?" Zhao asked."Relax, Zhao," Stephanie said."I'm afraid you might not survive it." The doctor added."Why? I mean isn't there something you can do about it? You are a doctor, there must be something you can do about it, right?" Z
Savannah slowly opened her eyes and everywhere was blurry.It's been a few days since everything happened. As soon as her sight became clear, she noticed someone staring at her.It was her son!"My baby." She muttered and pulled him into a hug, tears slowly trickling down her face."I am so happy to see you, baby. Are you happy too?" She asked, cupping her son's face with her hands."Yes, mum." He replied and she hugged him again."Why are you crying mum?" Her son asks as soon as they break the hug."I'm not crying." She responded and her son helped her wipe her tears."Has anyone been wicked to you?" She asked him."No, mum." He replied.For some reason, Savannah was shocked."No one hurt you or did bad things to you?" She asked again."No, mum." Her son said again.Savannah pulled her son to her and she thought silently."What is going on? Zhao lets Stella do whatever she wants..how come no one hurt my son or is he lying to me? He can't be lying to me." She thought, she wanted to a
Stella slaps off the mosquitoes from her body, and groaned in irritation. "You have been here for weeks, you should be used to these insects by now." A male voice muttered. It was Reginald. She met him by a twist of fate, a few weeks ago, after she was chased out of the Pack. "I can never get used to them." She replied. "Well, you have no choice." Reginald said. He walked out with two cups of tea, and gave one to her. "Thanks." She said. Reginald sat beside her. "I never knew someone else would go through the same embarrassment Zhao put me through." He said. "Well, here I am." Stella said and they both laughed. "I never knew all Zhao did to me was because of Savannah. If I never met you, I wouldn't have found out about it." Reginald said. "We can't just let them go, right? We need to revenge." Stella suggested. Reginald took a sip of his tea and nodded. "True. We really need to revenge. We should give them a taste of their own medicine." He said. "Do you also know that S
Savannah’s P.O.V “Where are you coming from?” A thunderous voice roared at me as I stepped on the first staircase. I spun around, my heart pounding, and saw him right behind me. “From the laundry room, Father.” I wiped the sweat from my face with a coarse finger. “You can ask Celia.” Oh god, I just wanted to sit. My back hurts from standing for so long. “Lies! Savannah.” He bellowed, his massive bulk frame shaking as the sharp smell of whiskey burnt my nose. “I’ll ask you one more time, where were you?” Warning bells went off in my psyche as I felt the blood drain from my features. “I… I am telling the truth, Father. She piled up her clothes, made me wash them with my bare hands, and stood there watching—” “Anna! Confess now!” My sister’s high-pitched voice cut me short as she joined us in the hall. Her green eyes glinted silently informing me of her evil intent. Oh no. I blinked up at her. "Confess what, Celia?" “Oh, stop lying.” She sneered and folded her arms over her chest
Savannah’s P.O.V It’d been five days since I cut a deal with the moon goddess and it’s been days of anguish from my worst nightmare. The Alpha of the golden circle pack accused me of stealing from him after Celia’s mother, Katherine ordered me to go to their territory to fetch something from their Luna. They ignored me no matter how hard I cried and begged them to listen. Even my father - I mean Alpha Reed - turned away and ordered them to punish me like a criminal. I was staring ahead in shock, pleas spilling from my lips when someone threw me violently on the mansion's front porch. I groaned as my head slammed against the hedge, blood trickling down my face. “Savannah of the Druid pack is hereby declared a shameless thief!” The guard declared and immediately the pack members began hooting and howling. A rough hand yanked me up, forcing me to look at them. My breath hitched as I took in their hateful glares and curses. “Please…I am innocent.” “Shut up!” A glob of saliva hit my
We drove through the wide-open gates of Sylvia where a towering mansion loomed over us. Its walls were a dull gray, almost blending with the overcast sky. Thick vines of ivy clung to the stone, covering the windows like a green curtain. A faint scent of decay hung in the air, reminding me of the life I’d led back in Hybern. The life that left me broken and bruised. My heart pounded in my chest as we stopped at the driveway. I clenched the bag in my lap so tightly that my knuckles turned white, trying to calm my racing pulse. What awaited me inside? Unlike Hybern, where wolf guards crawled everywhere, the courtyard was silent and still. Barely any patrols roamed the ground. Did Sylvia not care about security? Or did they have something else protecting them? Scanning the surroundings through the car windows, my eyes landed on a Bentley parked nearby. The driver was hysterically bowing and gesturing to someone who was still inside the vehicle. Who was he so frantic about? I leaned f
After a quick soak in the gold-edged bathtub, I slipped into a silky nightdress I’d taken from the ones Bernice brought earlier and a strange sensation washed over me. The fabric felt so foreign and luxurious compared to the rags and hand-me-downs I was accustomed to. A part of me couldn't help but feel like an imposter, as if I didn't belong in such gorgeous attire. As if I only deserved to watch people who wore things like this from a distance. As I stood before the mirror, the reflection staring back at me seemed almost unrecognizable. The vibrant red fabric clung to my figure, accentuating curves I never knew I had. It was a bittersweet moment, for in this waif nightdress, I felt both transformed and trapped, staring at the scars that marred my skin. Sighing, I walked away from the mirror and slipped into a robe. Then I lay down on the bed, surrounded by silky canopies. They swayed ever so slightly, casting shadows across the room that mirrored my restless thoughts. What if the