Ariah’s POV I saw the anger slowly rising to his face, he stared at me madly and then he asked in an infuriated tone, “Ariah, what did you do?” I frowned up at him and stared at him as if he was stupid, “What the hell do you mean?” I asked.His face became livid and he grunted and let go of me, “I’ll ask one more fucking time, what did you do? You…” He sighed and stared at me, visibly frustrated. He closed his eyes for a while, his hands on his waist as he exhaled hard. “The maids will help you freshen up.” He said, his voice suddenly calm and that made me alert. What the fuck was he brewing in that sinister and sick mind of his? “Freshen up for what?” I asked in a shaky voice.He turned and walked away, but I stopped him with my hysterical voice. “Why am I here? Why don’t you have me locked up in a fucking cell?” I yelled, panting heavily as I stared at his broad, hunched back.He turned around slowly and squinted at me, “Because you can still be of use to me and I’ll make su
Ariah’s POV The next two days were awkward for me, I lived them in anticipation and fear.Fear of what James was planning for me in his usual brutal and inhumane manner. For this period, no one else was allowed to come into the room, where I was locked up unless it was time for the maids to deliver my food and set up my bath. Once I got so fed up with it that I completely snapped at them, "Listen, you don't have to set my bath at all. I can do it myself, I'm not a fucking child." I said as the same maid, who I had recognized on the first day James captured me, came out of the bathroom with a smile on her face. That smile disappeared and the other maids exchanged awkward glances, "The Alpha insists that we do it for you instead," She replied timidly. "We have to follow the Alpha's orders." "Fuck the Alpha's orders!" I snapped and their horrified faces clouded with shock. "I don't want you in the fucking bathroom before I have fucking bath!" They didn't know what to say as they
James’s POV Nothing!I felt nothing even after I had raped Ariah again. Her screams and cries as I thrust into her filled my ears and there was an awkward satisfaction in me when I was done, but then, I didn’t feel the mate bond. There was no sizzling feeling or current running through me as I sat next to her weak body on the bed. I sat silently, just thinking and wondering what it was I had to do to stir up the mate bond again. That was when I heard something, it was coming from behind me, softly and filled with so much agony and sorrow. It was Ariah, crying silently, sniffling, and shaking slightly as she lay on the bed. Even though I don't feel the mate bond now, Ariah brought so much sexual pleasure to me that it didn’t matter if she did it willingly or not. I was the fucking Alpha and any lady would give any fucking thing to be on my bed. I got up, completely naked, and turned to look at her. She crouched away, curled up like a ball in the softness of my blanket, crying her
Ariah’s POV “Ugh!” I exclaimed as I rushed to the water cistern again and dropped to my knees. “I’m going to be sick!”It was the third time I was retching my guts out in two minutes and I felt so sick, like I was going to die any moment from now. I felt so much pain in my body, my legs were shaking and so was my scalp, that animal had my hair in his vicious grip the whole fucking time! I sat on the tiled floor of the bathroom for a while, next to the bathtub, my bath had already been set before I had lashed out at the maids. There was a disgusting taste in my mouth that made me grimace. I struggled to my feet and left the tap running as I washed my mouth and scrubbed my tongue furiously. “You might want to take it easy, Ariah, or else you’ll hurt yourself and start bleeding,” Leia warned softly.“Oh, I’m already bleeding, Leia! Bleeding on the fucking inside! I have to get this horrible taste out of my mouth! You seem to have forgotten that that motherfucker came in my mouth and
Ariah’s POV I didn't want to turn around, I remained frozen for what seemed like an eternity before I regained control of myself. The person behind me didn't move, it had to be a he for his body was as hard as a brick wall. He had to be tall because my head hit his chest. Slowly, I turned and my guess was right, the man behind me was so tall that he completely towered above me, but he wasn't dressed as a guard as I had expected. He squinted at me curiously, he was quite handsome, with Viking gold hair and a full beard, and his brown eyes assayed me carefully. "And who are you supposed to be?" He asked in a deep voice. "Uhm...Well..." I stuttered and looked around to see if I could make a quick getaway but the front door was blocked. The only way I could run was right back up the stairs and that would lead me right back to James's room, that was the last place I wanted to be! "You're a fucking spy, aren't you?" He asked, pointing an accusing finger at me. "I have never seen y
Ariah’s POV "Oh my goodness, Ariah! Are you sure about this? It's a very crazy idea!" Leia exclaimed as I watched the truck leave the next morning. I shrugged, "I got raped by an alpha werewolf, I escaped a fucking dungeon, got captured by Lycans. Fell in love with a Lycan king, had sex with him, got my life fucked by his crazy queen. Then I got two men killed by a pack of bloodthirsty wolves, got captured again, got raped again." I sighed. "My whole life has been full of only crazy stuff, Leia, so it's no surprise that I'm beginning to go crazy too." "It's still too risky." Leia insisted with a worried voice. "No guts, no fucking glory, right? That's what Newton said, I guess." I replied with a little smirk. "I'm not sure it was Newton that said that..." Leia pointed out. "Oh, whatever, it was still said, and it fucking applies now," I said sharply. "You heard what that psychopath, James, said. The pack is armed to its teeth! There's no way I can escape the same way I had
Ariah’s POV The whole plan was already figured out even before nighttime came.There was just one thing left to do before James and it all depended on whether he loved his pack enough to care about me. I was so tense, what if he didn’t give a fuck if I died or not? That would collapse the whole plan and also my hopes of ever escaping from this sick hell hole he called a pack. “Your adventurous journey has made you do a lot of crazy stuff, Ariah,” Leia said, her tone carrying a hint of pride.I scoffed with a secret smile as I stood by the window, looking at the sunset while I waited for James's arrival. I never for once thought I would be so eager for him to come back to the same space. “Is that a compliment?” I asked with my chin raised.“Well…” I sensed hesitation in her reply. “You’ve come so far and I think I’m starting to fear for you, Ariah. It’s a strange ominous feeling about this particular escape.” She replied.“Don’t get all dramatic and motherly now, Leia,” I sai
Ariah’s POV “Psst!” Leia hissed into my ears repeatedly until I was jolted out of my sleep.I sat up and rubbed my eyes repeatedly, the light next to James’s desk was still on and my eyes widened then I turned sharply and stared at him. James had his face on a stack of papers with saliva oozing slightly out of the corner of his mouth. He snored heavily like a pig and I loved every second of this sight. The mighty James, so weak, so vulnerable. An image of me slashing his skull open with my claws flashed in my mind but Leia brushed it aside immediately. “Hey, Ariah! No violence unless it’s necessary.” She said quickly. “I hope you do realize that we’re talking about the person who brutally raped me twice?” I asked sarcastically. “That beast taught me a thing or two about violence,” I said spitefully as I stared at him with murderous hate. “This isn’t the right way,” Leia said and that took my mind off it completely.I rushed towards the window and peeped out of the blinds. It was