Arielle’s POV“Another chance? Do you realize how stupid you sound? Do you? why can’t you see the red flags? you are so gullible that you believe whatever anyone says to you . I've been betrayed before, I will always be betrayed, no matter what. And you seem to think that Mother's just like any other person in this pack, you think that she'll change because you talk to her? you don't think this is some sort of manipulation ? because it most definitely is. And if she tries to play nice now and prove that she cares, it's all a lie. Because she doesn't give a shit about you, she doesn't give a shit about anyone but herself. So you need to grow up Arielle! fucking grow up and get your head out of all those fantasies”Those words kept replaying in my head , echoing, like the last piece of glass in an empty container. I couldn't get them out of my head ; They stayed inside my mind like poison. I kept repeating them over and over, like the mantra, like the mantra that kept repeating in my m
Arielle’s POV“I love you, Arielle” His words made my heart race and the world stop spinning around me. His voice was so calm but laced with determination.My knees gave up underneath me, I felt dizzy and weak. My heart was pounding and everything seemed to come to a standstill for the moment.How did he say those three words to me? I mean I loved him. Of course, I loved him, I loved him since forever.I had always dreamed of when I would hear him say those words to me, but this wasn't how I imagined that moment to happen.Suddenly I felt like I couldn't breathe, my chest heaved up and down as if I were running. Every fiber of my body was shaking, my legs couldn't seem to support me anymore.Why was he saying this? Was he really thinking that I would buy whatever he just said? Was it a trick to manipulate me?Or did he truly mean what he said?I couldn't even bear the possibility that he genuinely felt the same. If he felt the same, how was it possible that we could ever work some
Scar's POVI took out my anger on the files lying helplessly on the table, I took out my anger on my closets, I took out my anger on punching the walls, I took out my anger on anything and everything that came in my way. It didn't matter how much I punched it; no matter how hard I kicked it; all I had to do was think about the fact that she's left me again before I could even feel it. Someone else left me.It felt so good to feel something at all, as though someone else's emotions hadn' really been mine until now. My chest hurt from breathing but also from screaming so loudly, my voice sounded raw and hoarse and nothing like the smooth, rich baritone I always thought it would be. But this pain wasn't enough to keep the rest of the world away, because they were just going back inside their heads anyway, just like everything else. I'd heard that somewhere or another a person can drown themselves by drowning all their problems with too much coffee and not enough water. She didn't lov
Arielle's POV“We need to talk” Those were my words to him, I tried not to pay attention to how tired and worn out he looked but as we stood there on the threshold to his room, I realized that I had been wrong all along: he looked more defeated than exhausted. More beaten down than a prisoner being tortured in a cage. More beaten down than a man who was forced to watch his loved ones die before his eyes. He looked more broken than a shattered glass. And I was the only one who knew it.It looked like he needed a hug but I looked away immediately, there was no need dwelling on such things.“Is everything alright?” he asked me and I nodded reassuringly.He gave me a skeptical look.“No” I said truthfully.“No?”“Yes. I mean no” An amused smile appeared on his face and it was the type I wanted to wipe off the very moment it appeared on his handsome fea
Arielle’s POVIf I didn't push Scar away, I’d have probably run out of air before I did, I thought. My hands flew up to my throat as if they could hold his mouth back, but he only grinned at me, teeth bared in a wicked grin that looked like it belonged on a devil. He shoved me gently into the door frame, and his hand slid under my dress , over the skin of my thigh. I tried not to squirm under his touch. I failed. His breath was hot on my neck and lips, and I knew that he could hear the frantic beat of my heart. “Scar?” I croaked, failing miserably to keep control of my voice.That was how much power he had over me. I swear I could feel him smirk when his hands wander more and he realized I wasn't wearing any undies. The heat from his mouth made contact with my ear, and his voice dropped low as he replied, “Hello, princess.” It was so soft, and yet it sent shivers down my spine. His fingers traced patterns along the skin below my navel more like my grown stomach and I let myself mel
Arielle's I consoled myself with the fact that he didn't send her away as he planned on doing and hoped that would be the end of the issue. But I knew better, not after the look I saw in Scar's eyeAfter Scar left, Penelope and their Mother stayed hugging themselves and crying into each other's arms, neither speaking a word. I decided to leave them to their private griefI stood up and was about to leave when I realized something was terribly wrong. I don't know what it was, I couldn't tell what it was but all I could say is that it was that creepy feeling when the hair in your arms stood up, and it made you uncomfortable and anxious, that something bad was about to happen.Before I could get out of the room, I heard it; it sounded as if something heavy was being dragged across the floorThere, was a sound, like some kind of heavy object was dragged across the room by someoneI looked back at the duo to be sure that I wasn't the only one hearing it but they seemed to be lost in their
Arielle’s POV Scar caught me munching. I wasn’t lying, I hadn’t locked my room and I was caught in the act. “What is that?” his eyes moved with mischief. “N..nothing” “Arielle?” “Fine! I stole cookies okay? Y'all wouldn't let me have any so I had to keep stealing” I mumbled stuffing my face with the last one so he wouldn't snatch it away from me. He looked at me with surprise and if I didn't know any better, I would have said he was impressed. He looked impressed or not. Then it happened too fast, one minute he was looking at me and the next minute he was letting out beautiful sounds that one would mistake for music but it was laughter. His laughter and it was rich and beautiful, like something that would come out from a magical harp or chords and I stared at him, hypnotized. “Why did you even do that?” he finally asked he managed to stop laughing but there was joy in his eyes. “You were going to snatch it away from me” I accused, hands under my breasts. “You sound so sure
Arielle’s POV Scar caught me munching. I wasn’t lying, I hadn’t locked my room and I was caught in the act. “What is that?” his eyes moved with mischief. “N..nothing” “Arielle?” “Fine! I stole cookies okay? Y'all wouldn't let me have any so I had to keep stealing” I mumbled stuffing my face with the last one so he wouldn't snatch it away from me. He looked at me with surprise and if I didn't know any better, I would have said he was impressed. He looked impressed or not. Then it happened too fast, one minute he was looking at me and the next minute he was letting out beautiful sounds that one would mistake for music but it was laughter. His laughter and it was rich and beautiful, like something that would come out from a magical harp or chords and I stared at him, hypnotized. “Why did you even do that?” he finally asked he managed to stop laughing but there wa
132. As the pack members interacted with her, laughter and shared moments became more frequent. Their affable interactions painted a portrait of unity and harmony, at least on the surface. But I couldn't shake the nagging suspicion that something deeper was at play. The easy camaraderie that had developed within days of her arrival raised alarm bells within me, stirring a sense of unease that refused to be ignored. Zoey's comfort within my home only compounded my discomfort. The boundaries between guest and intruder seemed to blur, and I found myself grappling with the strangeness of her being present in the spaces that were once solely mine. Each glance, each shared laugh, each gesture of camaraderie felt like an intrusion into the life I had carefully built for myself. My growing unease was heightened by the subtle, lingering looks she exchanged with Scar. His presence had always been a source of strength and comfort, a connection I held dear. But now, as my sister's gaz
After the twins were born, it felt like my position within the pack had shifted and expanded. The love and support I received from everyone made me realize that I had truly found my family. Those days were a whirlwind of emotions and new experiences, as I embraced my role as a mother and reveled in the newfound connections around me. But amidst the bustling days, there came a moment of serenity. I found myself in a garden near my dwelling, seeking solace and a chance to gather my thoughts. The rustling leaves and the gentle breeze created a comforting atmosphere, allowing me to momentarily escape the demands of pack life. Yet, that tranquility was unexpectedly shattered when a guard approached me with urgency. He explained that a woman had arrived, specifically requesting an audience with me. "I apologize for intruding upon your moment of peace, Arielle," he said, his tone respectful yet concerned. I offered a reassuring smile, understanding the responsibilities that c
Arielle’s POVMy mind was swirling with so many emotions and thoughts that it was difficult to focus on anything. I couldn't believe what just happened. Scar had just gotten tortured, and by these people, for no reason and because of me.Suddenly he began to struggle and fight against his captors, trying to get loose.But there was something going inside of me and I couldn't control it. My claws were beginning to sprout and spread across my knuckles and forearms. I watched with fascination as my nails elongated into sharp little daggers and sharp white tips protruded out. My skin started turning into something I didn't recognize and I felt myself growl, growling angrily and there was a rush of energy- an aggressive rush of energy flowing through me .I felt as if I were ready to burst at any moment. A dark storm cloud was brewing inside of me and it felt completely natural to unleash it now.“ST
Arielle’s POVScar was bleeding, the rope digging into my flesh was also making me bleed and I felt so weak , the blood loss was taking too long but the adrenaline rush was keeping the pain at bay, the fear at bay. When he took his final step towards me, I thought for certain that he was going to kill me right then and there and it would've been okay but not with Scar lying on the ground in the pool of his blood like that.He had put up a good fight but was no match for this man who was a master of sorcery and whose strength and speed were unimaginable.After he was done with Scar, he turned to me.“Now that you know that no one else is coming to your rescue, can we continue from where we stopped?” he had blood all over his face and sick grin he wore made me shiver and the feeling of unease in my stomach didn't disappear. ‘No one else is coming to your rescue...’ My breath caught as he walked towards me again, his gaze never leaving my face which was slowly becoming more drained b
Arielle's POVFenris threw me into the a room that looked like a dungeon and I heard the door slam shut with a bang as the heavy steel bar slammed into place behind my back. I was alone in the darkness for the first time in days. It was an unappealing, dark room that smelled like urine and sweat and fear.Everything was pitch black.“Please let me out of here” I turned immediately banging at the door . The bars were thick metal bolted together, but it was no use - they wouldn’t budge. They couldn’t be more secure anywhere else. “Let me go! Let me go… please!”My voice grew louder and my heart pounded in my chest as I banged frantically against my cage. It echoed around in my head making my headache worse. “Why… why are you doing this to me?” I felt tears prickling at the corners of my eyes. My throat tightened and my breath became shaky. I tried not to cry. But I couldn’t help myself. “Let me out…” I whimpered and sobbed quietly. Nothing, the only thing I got in return was the echo of
Scar’s POV I couldn't stay at the meeting with the constant blaring in my head, my wolf told me there was trouble, a big one, and that it was only natural for me to go check it out. If something was wrong at home, Arielle would have called me right? Someone would have called me yet, my heart didn't stop feeling like I'd been kicked by a mule. Something bad was going down. I couldn't continue with the meeting, so I took my leave. When I got home, everything looked normal on the outside, the guards looked in place and their scent remained strong in the air. I couldn't smell Arielle. I ran inside and still couldn't smell her but as I made my way through the hallway, there was Penelope, she was on the ground and coughing violently , as if someone had choked her or she had just bitten someone's arm off. The other guards tried to get her up, but it was no use. Her eyes rolled back and when her body went limp I ran to her, grabbed her and put her on my lap. She groaned softly and stirr
“I was supposed to be the one chosen to be Alpha! It was supposed to be me but your father snatched that opportunity from me and what else? He made me his assistant to mock me. Do you know what that meant? Do you know how embarrassing it was for me? I was the better fighter, the better everything!” He threw his arms out at the side, gesturing angrily to our surroundings. “Do you understand? No matter what I did, he never respected me! Not once!” He let out a bitter chuckle as if he was reliving a fond memory. Then suddenly his expression changed. His features became twisted with anger. The veins stood out along his neck, like cables connecting his rage to his brain. His face hardened, turning pale and menacing. I saw something dark appear at the edge of my peripheral vision. It started to grow bigger and larger until I couldn’t take my gaze off it. And in that moment it vanished! “Oh, how the people loved him! And your mother? She was supposed to be mine! He stole her from me too
Arielle’s POV The throbbing in my head woke me up, as if someone had slapped me across the face. The lights were so bright that I winced from where I was laying on the ground and tried to raise my hand to shield them. As soon as the light hit my closed eyelids, I knew the headache hadn’t just woken me up. It was starting again already. I tried not to breathe in too deeply or move. In the last few days of my pregnancy I had discovered that moving made me feel more nauseous. That, combined with this migraine made the nausea feel worse than the pain. I kept my eyes firmly closed. After a while, I opened them and tried to adjust them to the unfamiliar environment in front of me. Where was I? Where was Scar? As I tried to move, that sharp pain ran through my head again , forcing me back into a fetal position. This time I stayed still for several minutes, waiting to regain control over my body. When I felt steady enough, I carefully crawled up on my knees and then stood, swaying slight
Scar’s POVThat asshole had laid his fucking hands on my sister, something no one had ever done before and I wanted to hurt him so bad that my wolf growled in agreement and in anticipation of revenge - but not without the usual amount of pain he deserved. My hands connected with his face over and over again until his face was a swollen mass of red skin and he dropped like a rag doll into a pool of dark red blood. His body twitched slightly, but didn't stop moving as it began soaking into the dirt below him. Blood stained my white shirt, and splattered across my cheeks.“That's enough! STOP!” Alfred's loud voice echoed through the garden, he was the only one among the staff who was permitted to call me by my name.I turned to him still panting, but no longer in the mood for more violence. He looked angry, but mostly just scared.“Stay here with him” I ordered before pulling Penelope who was now sobbing hysterically out of the garden enough not to hurt her wrist.“Can you quit sobbing?