Hazel stood in a house. She turned around, studying her surroundings. It looked like the mansion but it felt different. It looked foggy and everywhere was empty. "Hello?” she called out heading for the stairs. She took each step slowly, the creaking of the wood sending a chill down her spine. She stood in front of her room door. Taking in a deep breath, she slowly pushed the door and went in. The room looked organised and Hazel's brows knitted together in confusion. Something felt wrong. Oddly wrong. "Maybe the servants had gotten it back together," a voice answered her doubts, but she ignored it, stepping in. She placed her hand on the bed feeling the softness of the bed sheets. She stood facing the window lost in thought, just then a sound brought her out. It sounded like a baby crying. Hazel looked around, but she was the only one in her room. The crying stopped and Hazel shook her head walking away from the bed. "It was probably all in my head," she muttered, placing her h
Eleanor ignored the mess she had just made, running towards Hazel. "How are you? Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" Eleanor asked, stumbling on her words. Hazel stared at her, her lips stretching into a smile. Memories of Eleanor defending her filled her mind and she felt her heart swell. "I'm fine, Hazel managed to say, her voice a little hoarse. "You sound thirsty, I should go get you some water," Eleanor said, turning away. "Where is Maria?" She asked turning back to face Hazel. Just then Maria walked in with a glass of water in hand. Her smile fell when she studied the floor in front of her. "What happened?" She asked, taking another way to avoid slipping. "Don't mind me," Eleanor replied, taking the water off Maria's palm. "Here drink up," Eleanor coed, holding Hazel up by supporting her back. "Feel better?" She questioned and Hazel nodded, trying to ignore the tears that threatened to fall again. "I'll go get the doctor. I think he needs to check some things," Maria
Ryland stood in front of his window staring outside, a glass of whisky in hand. Kael grew uncontrollable with each passing hour and Ryland found it harder to concentrate. Something felt off. He knew and was hundred percent sure, but he didn't know what. It had been two days since he and Hazel last spoke and she had not called since then. He played the last minutes of their call over and over in his mind but nothing felt off. But he was yet to receive a call from her. All sorts of scenarios played in his mind and they felt so real and he could barely sleep. Keal had been stirring in anger, making Ryland squeeze his eyes tight."Mate," it growled, threatening to lose control. Caleb pushed the door open walking in. Ryland turned, prying his eyes open, his eyes getting darker as he saw Caleb. "Don't you know how to knock?" He questioned, his temper rising. "As much as I would love to spar with you, I very much like to live so that would be a no to a fight with you," Caleb said, glanc
Hazel turned back in shock, she stared at the huge man that held her arm. Hazel glared at him in hopes that he'd take the hint and let her go, but his grip only got tighter."Let me go!" she ordered, her temper rising. But the guard only smirked. "And why should I?" He asked, a smirk on his face. Hazel yanked his arm away, turning towards the entrance. She was going to find Aaron. She had barely taken another step when the guard held her again. "What is wrong with you?" She yelled, her chest heaving. "Are you deaf? You've been banned from leaving the walls of the mansion," the guard barked, stepping closer. Hazel looked at him in confusion. Something didn't sit right with her. "Banned, what do you mean?" She asked, trying to free herself from his hold but he only held on firmer. “Luna doesn't understand English anymore," he said, laughing out loud. "Seb, stop being a fool. That's your Luna," a guard said glaring at Seb in disgust."I dont give a darn. I'm following Alpha's words
Last I checked we were married. So you are my freaking business," Rodrigo responded, not leaving her gaze. Hazel stared back, the urge to punch him taking over her entire head. "And well, the last time I checked this was a contract marriage," Hazel shot back, walking away. Rodrigo rolled his eyes, taking hold of her arm. “Let me go,” she snapped, trying to free herself but he only held on tighter. "What did you say?" Rodrigo asked, Leo losing control. "You're my wife," Leo growled, rage flowing off in waves. "Tell me who did that or I swear I'm going to punish everyone I suspect,” Rodrigo muttered, his jaw clenched. Hazel took a good look at him; it was evident he wasn't joking. "Why does it matter? You do worse," she whispered, looking away, but he caught it. He looked away, guilt eating away. "Look, this isn't hard. Tell me who did it?" Rodrigo said, his tone soft. Hazel turned, meeting his gaze. Just when he thought she was going to give in, her lips stretched into an empty
"Arghhh" The air was heavy with acrid smoke and blood. Fire licked the sky, casting an unearthly glow upon the ruined clearing. Hazel stood rigid at the edge of what used to be her home, her eyes wide in disbelief.She clutched at the edge of a tree, her nails digging into the bark trying her hardest not to scream, as shallow gasps escaped from her mouth. Among the carnage lay her parents lifeless bodies. Her father, the Alpha of Hibiscus Pack, had crumpled at the steps of the pack house, his powerful body drained of life, as his chest was slicken with crimson. The slight form of his wife, her mother was crumpled right beside him, sprawled so close to him in a way that even in death she had seemed to reach her husband's touch. As she stood behind the shadows watching as her pack burned, she saw her mother's head slightly move in her direction and her lips quivered as tears rolled down her eyes. "Mo..." Her words were caught off as she quickly understood what her mother was trying to
The man quickly pounced on her and offered a fatal punch to her stomach, making her gasp for air as she fell on the cold hard ground."Arghhh!" she screamed in pain as he quickly dragged her hair "I'm going to have fun watching you die, little Alpha," the man whispered into her ear.She felt as though her heart was about to come out through her mouth. They had caught her, and the only thing she could do was to fight back or die.The man's grip on her hair tightened as he forcefully jerked her up, and at that moment his face came into view. She scratched his face hard with her nails, making his grip on her hair loosen, then she sunk her teeth in his arm and he pulled back in pain."You little bi...." The moment he let go of her hair, she took advantage and ran without looking back. She ran like the wind deeper into the forest, as fast as her legs could carry.After hours of endless running and panting she sat under an undergrowth gasping for breath, she had managed to get away. "Wha
The journey with the men was long and tiring, mostly because she couldn't see a thing due to her blindfold.She suddenly felt the shift from the damp forest floor to a stoned ground, the air became cooler and carried a faint metallic tang. A door creaked open, and she was shoved inside."Stay here," one of the men said.She heard the door shut behind her, the sound echoing in silence. The blindfold remained secured, her legs buckled as she weakly dropped to her knees, her breathing shallow and forced. But she dared not to cry.She couldn't afford to cry.***Alpha Ryland Scooper sat in his office, casually sipping a glass of whiskey as the logs from the large fireplace crackled softly, he leaned back in his leather chair and his emerald green eyes scanned the papers in front of him.He was every inch the Alpha he felt he was: tall, commanding, impossibly and breathtakingly handsome.His wild red hair fell in disarray over his forehead, giving him that untamed, wild and dangerously ha
Last I checked we were married. So you are my freaking business," Rodrigo responded, not leaving her gaze. Hazel stared back, the urge to punch him taking over her entire head. "And well, the last time I checked this was a contract marriage," Hazel shot back, walking away. Rodrigo rolled his eyes, taking hold of her arm. “Let me go,” she snapped, trying to free herself but he only held on tighter. "What did you say?" Rodrigo asked, Leo losing control. "You're my wife," Leo growled, rage flowing off in waves. "Tell me who did that or I swear I'm going to punish everyone I suspect,” Rodrigo muttered, his jaw clenched. Hazel took a good look at him; it was evident he wasn't joking. "Why does it matter? You do worse," she whispered, looking away, but he caught it. He looked away, guilt eating away. "Look, this isn't hard. Tell me who did it?" Rodrigo said, his tone soft. Hazel turned, meeting his gaze. Just when he thought she was going to give in, her lips stretched into an empty
Hazel turned back in shock, she stared at the huge man that held her arm. Hazel glared at him in hopes that he'd take the hint and let her go, but his grip only got tighter."Let me go!" she ordered, her temper rising. But the guard only smirked. "And why should I?" He asked, a smirk on his face. Hazel yanked his arm away, turning towards the entrance. She was going to find Aaron. She had barely taken another step when the guard held her again. "What is wrong with you?" She yelled, her chest heaving. "Are you deaf? You've been banned from leaving the walls of the mansion," the guard barked, stepping closer. Hazel looked at him in confusion. Something didn't sit right with her. "Banned, what do you mean?" She asked, trying to free herself from his hold but he only held on firmer. “Luna doesn't understand English anymore," he said, laughing out loud. "Seb, stop being a fool. That's your Luna," a guard said glaring at Seb in disgust."I dont give a darn. I'm following Alpha's words
Ryland stood in front of his window staring outside, a glass of whisky in hand. Kael grew uncontrollable with each passing hour and Ryland found it harder to concentrate. Something felt off. He knew and was hundred percent sure, but he didn't know what. It had been two days since he and Hazel last spoke and she had not called since then. He played the last minutes of their call over and over in his mind but nothing felt off. But he was yet to receive a call from her. All sorts of scenarios played in his mind and they felt so real and he could barely sleep. Keal had been stirring in anger, making Ryland squeeze his eyes tight."Mate," it growled, threatening to lose control. Caleb pushed the door open walking in. Ryland turned, prying his eyes open, his eyes getting darker as he saw Caleb. "Don't you know how to knock?" He questioned, his temper rising. "As much as I would love to spar with you, I very much like to live so that would be a no to a fight with you," Caleb said, glanc
Eleanor ignored the mess she had just made, running towards Hazel. "How are you? Are you okay? Does it hurt anywhere?" Eleanor asked, stumbling on her words. Hazel stared at her, her lips stretching into a smile. Memories of Eleanor defending her filled her mind and she felt her heart swell. "I'm fine, Hazel managed to say, her voice a little hoarse. "You sound thirsty, I should go get you some water," Eleanor said, turning away. "Where is Maria?" She asked turning back to face Hazel. Just then Maria walked in with a glass of water in hand. Her smile fell when she studied the floor in front of her. "What happened?" She asked, taking another way to avoid slipping. "Don't mind me," Eleanor replied, taking the water off Maria's palm. "Here drink up," Eleanor coed, holding Hazel up by supporting her back. "Feel better?" She questioned and Hazel nodded, trying to ignore the tears that threatened to fall again. "I'll go get the doctor. I think he needs to check some things," Maria
Hazel stood in a house. She turned around, studying her surroundings. It looked like the mansion but it felt different. It looked foggy and everywhere was empty. "Hello?” she called out heading for the stairs. She took each step slowly, the creaking of the wood sending a chill down her spine. She stood in front of her room door. Taking in a deep breath, she slowly pushed the door and went in. The room looked organised and Hazel's brows knitted together in confusion. Something felt wrong. Oddly wrong. "Maybe the servants had gotten it back together," a voice answered her doubts, but she ignored it, stepping in. She placed her hand on the bed feeling the softness of the bed sheets. She stood facing the window lost in thought, just then a sound brought her out. It sounded like a baby crying. Hazel looked around, but she was the only one in her room. The crying stopped and Hazel shook her head walking away from the bed. "It was probably all in my head," she muttered, placing her h
Hazel scrambled to her feet in shock. "Answer the question!" Rodrigo yelled, making her shake in fear. "What do you mean?" She asked, feigning confusion, but Rodrigo saw through it.His nostrils flared like a bull’s and Hazel's heart raced so fast that she wished she could just disappear."I have no idea what you're talking about," Hazel managed to yell, trying to stand her ground. Rodrigo gripped a fistful of her hair and dragged her closer to himself. She let out a scream clawing at his hand, but it was no use. "Why do you have that phone?!" He barked very close to her ear. Hazel squeezed her eyes shut, tears streaming down her face as pain spread like electricity through her skull.It was no surprise that somehow Rodrigo of all people had stumbled on her phone. But how?"You never said I couldn't own a phone," she choked out, a sob escaping with the words. "Yes, but you owned two," he yelled, his grip on her hair getting tighter. "I don't," she struggled to answer. It felt l
Rodrigo ran a hand through his hair. He leaned on the wall taking deep breaths. "How could she talk to him like that," he growled out. Leo clawed on the inside wanting to be released but after much attempts, Rodrigo was able to control the animal and he headed for his office. He kicked the door open to see Thorne seated. Thorne turned to face Rodrigo cringing, "You look like sh*t. Wife problems?" He asked, a smirk on his face. "Shut up!" Rodrigo growled, earning a chuckle from Thorne. "C’mon tell me," he urged with a smile playing on his lips. "You don't need to know," Rodrigo said, taking his seat. "Fine," Thorne muttered, rolling his eyes. "I won't tell you what I found though," he said, bringing out a phone. Rodrigo's brows knitted in confusion. "What did you find?" he asked, his eyes flashing red. “You didn't tell me what the problem is so I don't have to say anything,” Thorne shot back. "I'm the Alpha, I don't answer to you," he growled at him, but Thorne sat down, his s
Rodrigo flashed her a charming smile as he gestured for her to take a seat. "You're already eating," Hazel said, studying his movements. "I know. You complained about me not showing up for dinner so I made some changes to my schedule," he said, taking a slice of his steak. Hazel smiled, but it felt empty. She mentally scolded herself for ever saying such. A maid came in with her plate and she said a mini thank you, her eyes fixed on the plate in front of her. No doubt it would taste delicious, but she had no appetite with Rodrigo seated in front of her. "Aren't you going to eat?" He asked, taking a cup of wine. Hazel looked at him then at the food. Slowly she sliced the steak popping it in her mouth. The flavours exploded, but she only felt like throwing up. With Rodrigo still watching her every move, Hazel struggled to swallow. "So what was your day like?" He asked, glancing at his plate. "Nothing, I mostly slept today," Hazel answered in a bored tone. Silently hoping he would
"What do you mean you have it ready? It's too early," Rodrigo asked, his voice a little skeptical. “Alpha, it's past ten in the morning,” Thorne responded, making Rodrigo leave his bed in a hurry.He pulled the curtain to the side, squinting when the sunlight hit him. "I'll be down in a few minutes. Get my schedule ready," Rodrigo said, ending the call. The next forty minutes he spent taking a shower, putting on a suit and styling his hair. Soon he went deeper down the stairs, his eyes locking with Thorne who stood in a navy blue suit with his hands behind his back. "Good morning, Alpha," he greeted, leaning in as a form of a slight bow. Rodrigo nodded, toying with his cufflinks. "Where is it?" He questioned Thorne, stretching his hand out. "Here," Thorne said, taking out a small box from his pocket. Rodrigo stared at it warily. He took in a breath, and collected the box. Pushing the lid over he stared at the jewelry, "What happened to the other one?" He sent Thorne a judging g