Amelia's pov:I stirred around and noticed that my head was on top of a sleek manly huge hold. I could smell his scent and I swear I didn't want to wake up.Shutting my eyes tightly I inched closer to the owner inhaling the heavenly smell. I could regain my strength.My mind was running in chaos, his scent was filling my nostril. I could hardly breathe yet I see myself not moving out from my spot.I am drowning in his scent yet I couldn't make a move.He smells like a mixture of earthly sand and deep ocean just like the way that I love it. "Huh! Mesmerizing……" Elena took in a sharp breath, putting a smile on my lips. I stretched my hand to tug on the person's clothes so that I will assure that the dupe is more closer to me but stretching my hand I noticed that the person was bare naked at the upper region."Wow!" I exclaimed in my head.He doesn't have a shirt on, I gulped quietly though I felt my throat quash at the idea that the guy could leave me and go for other girls.Spanning
"What exactly do you want, Albin?" "Do the rightful by coming to your dear mate, slut!" His bitter laugh creaks through the whole place, irritating me. It is just to come with him, no harm there…….. If only he wouldn't cause harm to those dear to me then I will do it, for their lives matter to me. I tried to take a step forward but got stopped by Allen, he shook his head at me in disapproval."I will return……!" I smiled at him before walking away with Albin.I bet a little sacrifice won't hurt, not when I needed them for my revenge, gaining their trust matters! Gaining their trust is the number one thing that I needed if I ever want to succeed in this bumpy voyage.I might have lost some trust after transforming that night and this little thing could show them that I still care.I need them to open up to me and I believed that they held the answers that I might be looking for.You can never understand Allen, NEVER!!"You can't go with him, Amelia," I paused on my step as I heard A
"That serves you right, bitch!" I slurred with a triumphant smirk. Blood was still trailing down my mouth but what I did to him had a smile looming around my lips. Wiping out my drool mixed with blood on his face, he growled in anger when rushing toward me. Scrambling like an angry lion, I remained on my spot, but before he could raise his hand to smack my face, a hand was seen holding him, stopping him from making any move.Wow! Wasn't expecting that. I stared bewilderingly at Ryan, his braveness to have held Albin's wrist stopping him from whacking a slap around my cheeks.I was proud of what he did but I am tired of getting saved from others. I appreciate their kind gestures but that makes me look like a weakling."How dare you!!" I noticed as the corner of Albin's mouth pointed downwards in anger."Eno……. I mean that she is still your mate," I know that this is not what Ryan first wanted to say.But under Albin's intense gaze, he instantly let go of his wrist and tried taking
My eyes were almost shutting down, I couldn't push him off me. If he could penetrate more, he will become the mating bond. I didn't want him to claim me, never, I kept pushing him. I can't give in to his needs, I feel down and weary! And with blurred eyes, I saw a figure emerging from the woods.My heart skipped a bit and I wished for whoever was in there to save me at that moment. I don't care if I sound like a weakling or if I ever want is to be set free at this very moment. However, just then I felt something lift off me. Looking down with drowsy eyes, I noticed that Albin has been heaved off me. I could no longer feel his canine, being exhausted I slid down the tree and fell to the ground.I can hear the sounds and howls of someone in pain but my eyelids are finding it hard to focus on the rightful place. Slithering with no destination in mind, I noticed a sticky red liquid moisture on my palms. Raising my hand, I stared at them but all I could see was blood. My palms split in
Allen's pov:The early morning sun casts its rays against my face through the small opening of the window.Stirring around, I groaned and turned to the other side when dragging the duvet to cover myself.Flipping and flapping on the bed like a fish brought out from the water, I sighed and snapped my eyes open and that's when it struck on me.How did I get here? This is not where I was the last time that I could remember. I was in the woods with Albin tearing ourselves off.Yes! That reminds me where could Amelia possibly be right now? Trying to force myself out of bed, my head bangs me hard."Ah," I groaned when patting my forehead.I recalled getting hit from the back when I was fighting with Albin and I think that it was then that I lost consciousness. I sighed and slowly stood up from my bed, inside my room, I smiled and walked toward the bathroom.I remembered seeing the man that called himself my father on the scene but what did he do……… Authorizing that I got hit from behind W
The claws piercing through my skin tore my flash in the process, tiny blood seemed to trickle out from the injury. I staggered back and stared at him with a dropped jaw, he was fuming in anger with a smirk playing on Albin's lips. But something was creaking in my head, *Is he truly my father?* because he doesn't act or seem like one. Why so much resentment? Everything about me infuriates and disgusts him. Where did I go wrong? "Where is she?" I opened my mouth but another word came out, all I had in my head was her. Is all about her. "That is my mate that you are talking about?!" Albin latched out, my gaze shifted to him before they darted back to my father. "Never!" He growled shutting the both of us up, "You will get a chosen mate!" "What, father?!" I stood and watched Albin hum in response. "She is my mate," my face scrunched in anger as I stood there and watched him lay claim to her. Ethan is finding it difficult not to snap off his head, not only Ethan, but I also
Walking down the corridor, I sighed with my hands dipped inside my pants pocket. My face abraded in anger, the Inner corners of my eyebrows raised, my eyelids loose, and my lip corners pulled down. I don't think that I have to keep wallowing or overthinking about what took place there a few minutes ago. Yes, it is draining and frustrating but at the end of the day I couldn't do much. Walking toward the penitentiary where I assume that my father will have Amelia tied down. I couldn't seem to get her off my head and as it stands now I need to save her shit out from here. Stopping in front of the penitentiary, the guards bowed as an act of submissiveness, I nodded at them and tried taking a step forward when suddenly my path was blocked. I arched my eyebrow at them with my lips curling in anger, "What's that for?" "Alpha Albin ordered us not to let in here," one of the guards said, earning a quirk brow me. "Albin, huh," I smiled tenderly. I glanced at them and tried to walk in
Amelia's pov:The quietness of the place makes it scary, my eyelid felt hard to snap open. My hair was loosely flowing half covering my face with my two hands chained up with silver bands My tattered clothes are not helping either as I looked exhausted and weary.Everything is painfully cold, silver bands usually lead to a burning sensation in any low-circulation or exposed areas. I could feel it trickling and burning my wrist around the area that it was chained to.The winds are not happening either, I could feel frostbite in the injured areas. The chilly winds biting into my skin caused it to hurt more. I grit my teeth which seem like they were frozen angrily.I am still feeling a little drowsy, the content that they injected into my body still has some effect on me.Elena is oddly quiet, I haven't felt her since I woke up. My stomach grumbles in hunger but I can't do anything not when I am chained and trapped inside a penitentiary. The long chains were whirling me around as I st