Clay. I returned to the apartment. The moment I stepped in, Scarlett stood up abruptly. I noticed she was cleaning her face, which indicated she was crying, but I knew she would never own up to it. She was tough like that, and I admired her for it. "Have you eaten?" I asked her, and she looked at me with a mean scowl and shook her head. I began to laugh. The girl put too much effort into trying to piss us off. It was so obvious that it started looking cute. I did not understand why Lucian could not see through her facade. She was lonely and fragile. Her world was turned upside down, and she is only trying to cope. Rejecting her would be extreme. Scarlett isn't a beauty like Stasia, but fate paired us for a reason, and I was not willing to reject that gift. I knew she would be a piece of work, but I was willing to put in the time and effort to get through to her.I had told Lucian and Maxwell that our ruthless and mean approach was why she was like this. The girl had tried to run ov
Scarlett. I couldn't believe anyone would say anything more hurtful than the words Lucian had said to me simply because I did not thank him for buying me stuff. I was hurt, but I fought my tears. Crying in his presence would give him satisfaction, and I wasn't willing to provide him with that. I hated what my life had turned out to be. I thought I would be free from my father one day, but life with my father was better than the hell I was living in right now. I kept an invisible note in my head with the names of people I would enact my revenge on if I survived this. I wish Lucian had rejected me. I would have accepted it in a heartbeat and not have to deal with the mate pull I felt towards him. I also wished the other two would do the same, so I could have peace, but Clay had to come and stop him, which was very annoying. The Omegas brought food, and I ate my fill and went back to sit and stare at the window. I wasn't staring at anything in particular. I was trying hard to escape i
Scarlett. "You have given yourself a holiday?" Maxwell said to me, and I did not know how to respond because he wasn't coming off as nice. So I did not say a word. "You stole booze last night?" He asked, and I nodded before thinking about it, and his eyes softened while Lucian laughed. If it were just Lucian, I would keep quiet, but there was a way Maxwell looked at me that made me realise he deserved an explanation. "I was freezing, and there was no tea in the flask, so I took a sip. Just so I could sleep. Please, I wasn't trying to steal," I explained to Maxwell, and he nodded, indicating it was okay. "I won't take it again, I promise," I added, and he shook his head. "No, feel free to drink as much as you like," he said and left for his room, leaving me alone with Lucian, and a scowl found its way back on my face. Why won't he reject me already? Because there was no way I would accept my bond with the bastard. He just stared at me, and that was when I felt my feet were warm
Scarlett I woke up with a terrible headache. I must have overdone it. I got too cold and nervous that I drank too much. The communication between Lucian and Maxwell was disturbing. I did not like being in the dark, especially about things that concerned me. I went to the bathroom to freshen up and made sure I hurried up. Then decided to clean up the rooms even though it was no longer my job. Idleness was killing me sitting down, so I kept myself busy. Besides, I noticed their staff never entered their rooms, and I was sure it was for a good reason. Once I was done cleaning the place up, I decided to take a book from their shelf. I looked for books that seemed happy and void of romance. I did not want to be fantasising about anyone at the moment. My life was fucked up already. I had many issues, but the one that troubled me the most was why my wolf had not come yet. Was I wolfless? I was still on the shelf when Lucian came in. I moved away quickly by reflex. "Sleep well?" he asked me
Maxwell. I could not believe what I had just discovered. There was no way Scarlett could be lying. She was a fucking virgin. If this was true, we were idiots and did not deserve her. Who was Thomas trailing? Who was he reporting, and who had that sneaky bastard Vladislav introduced us to? If this was true, then we had committed a heinous crime. All that aggression and anger was because we believed she didn't keep herself. We had lashed out the wrong way. I knew fucking Stasia was bad. I felt it, but Lucian always found a way to make it seem right. I was glad we stopped sleeping with the woman. She deserved better. Here we were saying Scarlett was tainted, but we were the tainted ones. It made a lot of sense. Since she got here, she hasn't tried to seduce either of us, and the pull of the mate bond was strong. I used to think she touched herself to ease her ache, but how can she know pleasure when she did not even understand it? She was naive, and we had maltreated her. Nikolay must ha
Maxwell Clay walked in, and he immediately sensed the tension in the air. "What happened here?" he asked, almost clueless, then looked around, "where is Scarlett?" he asked, and Lucian pointed at me. "I told her to sleep in your room," I confessed. I thought he would protest, but he didn't. "It's about time," he said, and I was ashamed of myself. He did not even know what I knew, and he still loved her; my love was inferior compared to his. "So why the glum?" Clay asked, and I looked at Lucian. Since he wasn't willing to speak, I decided to speak for him. "Lucian brought Stasia to live with him, and I said he should take the other room. He refused and insisted on wanting to put Scarlett through torture. So I said no. I told him to reject Scarlett and move on with Stasia. Scarlett had already asked him and me to reject her yesterday." I said, and he was stunned. "She did?" he asked, and I nodded. "Wow, I missed a lot," he said, and I nodded. "He fought me because of that whore,
Scarlett. Three days had passed since Maxwell and Clay had allocated a room to me. I liked the idea, but I remained on my toes, wondering what would happen next. The sudden kindness I experienced was like magic; one thing about magic was that it constantly had an expiration date. I did not know Maxwell would be the first to figure out I was a virgin, but I was glad he did. I hoped the name-calling would stop after this. I remained in my room for three days. The omegas served me food there with little respect, but I did not care. I learned Maxwell and Clay had travelled, which explained why no one checked on me since. When I learned Lucian was the only one home, I was worried and bothered that he would do something, so far, he did nothing, and I hoped it remained that way. I sat on the bed in my new room and cried tears of relief. Somehow I was hopeful that I might be treated like a living thing, not an object. Being away from Lucian also helped because I knew he hated me the most. I
Lucian. Scarlett had deliberately asked me to reject her in the presence of Stasia because she knew I couldn't. She wanted to hurt Stasia. I knew it was normal for her to feel jealous of Stasia. Scarlett was my fated mate after all; the mate bond compels her to, but that was low of her. She, of all people, knows that I feel nothing for her, yet she had to stir shit up. It took a lot of effort to bring Stasia to live with me, and I knew I would have hell to pay. Clay and Maxwell would be livid that I let Stasia come stay with me. My wolf, Tiger, was already giving me a tough time about it. He wanted Scarlett, but I could not accept a tainted whore as my mate. I did not know why the moon goddess chose to tie me to a Vladislav.The daughter of the man that killed the only family I had left. Murdered her and her children in innocent blood. Other than that, I did not have it in me to reject her. Somehow I knew if I bonded with her, I would be at her feet. I would be at her beck and call an
Scarlett. My luggage was packed, and Keith escorted me outside. I saw Lucien's jeep at the entrance and noticed a black van at the back. The Van had a western number plate meaning it belonged to Keith. I looked at Keith, a bit confused, still holding on to his hand, unwilling to let go. Afraid of what awaits me in a Redcape. There was Jealousy in my mates' eyes, but they dared not speak. "Your clothes are in the Van, and I packed an extra gift for you. I have instructed your mates not to show you until you get home," He said, kissing the top of my head. "Remember to practice meditation and magic. If you have any issues with focus and wielding, I am only a phone call away," He said, and I nodded. He gently let go of my hand and walked back in. Tears streamed down my cheeks, realising I might never see him again. I did not trust my mates, but I had no choice. "Where would you like to sit," Lucian asked me with a meek voice, and I scowled at him. "As far away from you as possible,
Scarlett Clay looked at me with hope in his eyes. He expected me to say something, but I had nothing to say. I had broken someone's heart for their sake. I knew magic was part of the reason Keith and I clicked, and now that he had pulled his magic away completely. I felt nothing for him. My pain for my mate's betrayal returned. Keith's magic had dulled the pain to the point that it was non-existent, but now it was back. It caused an instant emptiness in me. I guess that was what Keith was suppressing with his love and magic. I felt the mate pull, and Midnight was tugging hard. I was able to control her eventually, but it wasn't easy. My body wanted them; it craved them. It was as if I needed to feed. I would lie if I said I felt nothing towards them, but what they did to me in the north made me bury every ounce of love I felt towards them. With Keith out of the picture, the love I buried was rearing up its head, and it was out of my control. I was angry and afraid. I was worried
Scarlett It could not be; the three of them were in the mansion? I stared at Martha. "They forced you here?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "They begged me to plead with you for forgiveness and ask you to come home. I was the one that decided to see you privately while they discussed matters with Keith," she said, and I realised why Keith did not want me to leave the room. He did not trust that I could keep my senses with them around. "I am not returning to hell, Martha. I am sorry. I won't return to where I was treated like shit. A place where no one cared or respected me. Where my father was hated, and people plotted against me. Where my mates were the source of my pain, I cannot go back there, Martha." I said and stood up. I planned to face the three of them to let them know they had come to waste their time and they should leave. I no longer want to be their object of torment. "Please, Scarlett. The East is at war with us. They aren't focused at all. They are spending
Scarlett I sat still, battling the pull to my mate. Why was it so strong? Lucian's bond was tugging the hardest, and the weird part was that I was the one pulling. "What is this, Midnight?" I asked my wolf. "Mate," She said in response, a bit off. I sat still for almost forty minutes, and when the pull became too much to bear, I decided to leave the room. There was no way Keith would be mad about this. I had the right to move about the place. "Are we going to our mates?" Midnight asked me, and I sighed. "We are going to the kitchen for a snack and drink. Maybe that would ease the feeling of discomfort. Our mates are far away, and you know it won't be wise to show up there. Their people might lynch us for escaping their terrible punishment for us," I told my wolf, and she rescinded. I was angry, and I hoped there was a switch I could flip to stop me from feeling anything towards the three idiots, but there wasn't any. My emotions and pain were mine to bear alone. No matter how
Scarlett My heat returned with a vengeance, and Keith placed me on my hands and knees and started ramming into me fast. He was doing all he could to satisfy me. I hoped our bond would form eventually because I did not want to lose something this beautiful. He was perfect for me. All my mates gave me was pain. They made me loathe myself and my heritage. Lucian made me feel ugly, and they quickly believed outsiders over me. Not once did they try to make it work at their expense. Everything they did was at my expense. There was no way I would keep my bond with them. I wanted Keith. He was good to me. He was good for me. He accepted my flaws and all and has loved me genuinely since we met. I could not leave him. We spent the whole day fucking. I wouldn't say making love, even though that was how Keith saw it, but my heat made it primal. My wolf and I enjoyed every bit of it, and Keith was up to the task. Neither of us was exhausted. We showered, played, and then fucked when the heat r
Scarlett I lay in Keith's arms in bed while he caressed my back. I had never experienced heat before but was glad I didn't experience it alone. My wolf had come, and I was still yet to process what had happened to me. Her name is Midnight, and she had tried to claim Keith as her mate. I fought her. As much as I felt a strong pull to Keith, I still felt like I was doing something wrong. I knew it was just a residual feeling I had for my mates, and I hoped it would go away soon because Keith was a great guy, and I was glad to be with him. "Should they bring us something to eat?" He asked me gently and kissed the top of my head. I moved away from his chest and sat up. "Let's eat in the dining room," I said, and he chuckled and sat up, then pulled me close to his body. "You smell delicious, Scarlett. Even I can't control myself right now," He said and nibbled my neck. His touch sent shocks of pleasure throughout my body, building up an ache in my pussy. "Don't you know every male
Clay We left the apartment and went outside. The stench of the box's content was real, and I knew it was something rotten or dead. Maybe an animal. I wondered why Garland would send us a parcel with a letter. I also wondered why we did not get news of the attacks until the morning. Had they wiped out the settlements, or had the people there worked against us? Normally they should have reached us during the attack so we could send backup. The silence meant it was planned meticulously, and the people had actively chosen the Eastern Alpha over us. We were indeed a joke. Thinking of it, we were the only Valkin Alphas in history that bent to our people's will. Thanks to our parents, our authority was limited when they had the bright idea of sharing out responsibility with a biased narrow-minded council. The fact that war took our families from us, the three of us avoided it at all costs and always opted for a peaceful resolution even when it would cost us. It was this attitude that m
Clay Learning where Scarlett was, and Keith's intentions towards her broke my heart completely. I had been driving to different towns to search for her. I had sent people to the South to look for her, all to no avail. I was glad to have found the traveller in a tavern at the Highlands. He was the one that told me of Keith's new obsession. He called her the last of the Vladislavs. I also knew that he spoke highly of her and Nikolay. At this point, I did not care about my misgivings because what Elsa told us about Nikolay made me realise we had messed up and hurt ourselves. I visited the highlands to see the renovation of the packhouse there. A separation from Lucian and Maxwell would be best. Had they allowed me to do the things I wanted and had they listened to me, we wouldn't have been in this predicament. Lucian was too hateful to think straight, and he was always there to choose the most painful option. Maxwell would always side with Lucian against me, leaving me with no choi
Lucian "I am sorry, Maxwell. I swear I will do everything within my power to fix it," I said to him, and he looked at me with teary eyes. "You can't bring her back, Lucian. You can't fucking fix it." He said, and my heart reached out to him. "She has no money, nothing. We took it all. We stole it all. Nikolay was right to shield his daughter from us. He was right," he said and buried his head in his palms and began to weep. "Please let us work together on this, Maxwell. I felt the pull, and you did too. She is somewhere out there, and I know we will find her," I said with hope. "I have been praying, and I know the goddess will answer," I said, and he chuckled. "Praying?" he said, looking at me with rage. "When has a prayer ever solved anything, Lucian? Just leave me the fuck alone," he said, and I knew it would be best to respect his wishes and keep my mouth shut. I hoped Elsa had something to say to revive our hope, or the tunnel would have no light. Elsa finally walked in wi