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Maxine PovServing my punishment was an ordeal. The work was hectic and exhausting, pushing my body to its limits. My limbs were practically going numb from the constant labor, and to make matters worse, I had to endure it all without eating. Complaining was out of the question; any sign of dissatisfaction would only result in more severe punishment and I'm not sure if my body could carry it.As I worked, my thoughts kept drifting to Tobias. He was one of the few people who had tried to make my life a little easier. He would console me and make me smile, a rare kindness in this harsh environment. Now, Liam had pushed him away, just like everyone else who showed me any semblance of kindness. I just hope he isn't going through any kind of punishment because of me. Elena wasn't visiting as often either; she had been given a tasking job that consumed all her time. I was back to zero, completely alone and feeling more isolated than ever. I wondered when this nightmare would end.Finally, a
Liam’s PovAs I sat in my office, going over the daily reports, my thoughts kept drifting back to Maxine. Despite everything I had put her through, she remained resilient. It puzzled me. I had expected her to break or run away like so many others before her. Yet, here she was, still standing, still serving me, and still enduring the harshness of her existence.A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Come in," I called out, and the door swung open to reveal Kris, my best friend and my trusted lieutenants.He is the only one I could trust with this type of discussion."Alpha," he greeted, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "I thought I'd check in and see how things are going."I nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat. "Kris, it's good to see you. How's everything on your end?""All's well, Liam," he replied, sitting down across from me. "But I couldn't help but notice how things have been with Maxine lately."I raised an eyebrow. "What about her?"Kris leaned forwa
Maxine's POVWhen I arrived at the training ground, I was taken aback by the sight of girls my age, all dressed in training outfits and looking serious. Training, They moved with precision and purpose, their faces set in determined expressions. Out of excitement, I waved at them and smiled, hoping to make a connection. But none of them responded. I quickly realized that everyone meant business here; nobody was chatting or laughing, it was just cold expressions throughout. the training ground was a place for combat, not casual socializing.I composed myself and continued watching, admiring those who were engaged in fierce training. They moved with such skill and strength, and I found myself wishing I could learn to fight like that. Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice the stern voice yelling at me until it was too late."Hey! You!" the voice boomed.I turned around to see a gigantic man glaring at me. He was a warrior, no doubt about it, and his presence was intimidating."This place i
Maxine's POVI looked around the training ground and it was overwhelming. Despite my initial ginger to continue, I quickly realized how out of place I was. The other girls moved with such confidence and skill, that it was almost intimidating. Trying to emulate them, I picked up a training weapon that had fallen out of my hands.I struggled to lift it, my arms shaking with the effort. Sweat trickled down my face as I swung the weapon clumsily, missing my imaginary target. I could feel the eyes of the other trainees on me, and their disdain was noticeable. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but I forced myself to keep going."Focus, Maxine," I whispered to myself,Composing myself, I began to watch them, trying to see if I could get it right this time. They moved with such precision and power;"Hey! Concentrate.” he barked.Hearing his words, I felt a cold wave of fear wash over me. My legs wobbled, and I nearly ran.Nodding quickly, I readied myself and began again but then, my arms
Maxine's POVI was deep in sleep, exhaustion had finally overtaken me. But it didn't last long. I heard someone yelling my name, piercing through the fog of my dreams. Reluctantly, I opened my eyes to see an omega standing at my door. She wasn't smiling but had this pitiful expression on.I thought something bad had happened or I had done something wrong. My face was filled with confusion and fear."Maxine," she called again, urgency in her voice.I groaned, my whole body aching. "What is it? Did I do something wrong?"She shook her head, "Alpha Liam wants you to prepare oats and chips for him, and he wants it immediately." she said.I wanted to scream. He was the one who insisted I train. Now, here I was, hungry and weak, and he dared to send me on an errand? How wicked and selfish could he be? What have I done to this man to deserve such harsh treatment? Why does he hate me so much? What did I ever do to him? Many questions kept flying in my head. Questions I couldn't answer."This
Maxine's POVDays turned into weeks, and the relentless training continued. Each session was more grueling than the last. My muscles ached constantly, and my limbs felt like they were on fire. Despite my efforts, I couldn't keep up with the others. I was always lagging, always struggling to lift the heavy weapons and keep up with the intense drills. The warrior who supervised me showed no mercy.“Faster, Maxine!” he barked. “Do you want to remain a weakling forever?”I pushed myself harder, but my body simply couldn't handle the strain. Every day I felt weaker, more exhausted. My health was deteriorating, and I knew it. I could feel it in my bones, in the way my vision blurred and my legs wobbled. But I had no choice. If I stopped, I would be punished even more severely.One afternoon, as I tried to complete yet another impossible drill, my vision went black. I felt my body hit the ground, but I couldn't feel the pain. Everything went numb. The last thing I heard was the warrior shout
Maxine's POVThe days in the hospital began to blur together, but slowly, I started to find the will to survive again. I forced myself to eat, even when the thought of food made my stomach turn. Elena stayed by my side, coaxing me to take small bites and cheering me on with every swallow."Come on, Maxine, just a little more," Elena would say, her voice filled with gentle encouragement. "You're doing so well."I managed a small smile as I took another bite. The food tasted like ash, but I kept eating, driven by a new hope. Gradually, I began to feel a tiny spark of life returning to me. I started laughing at Elena's jokes, even though they were corny and silly. It felt good to laugh, like a release of some of the heavy burden I carried.The doctors were incredibly supportive. They didn't just treat my physical wounds but also worked tirelessly to help me heal mentally. They listened patiently as I poured out my fears and pain, giving me words of comfort and methods to cope with my tra
Maxine's POVThe days in the hospital dragged on. I was healing physically, but the emotional wounds were far deeper and more painful. Losing the baby felt like losing a part of myself, and it took everything in me to keep moving forward. Elena was my rock, always by my side, helping me through each painful step of recovery.When I was finally discharged, I felt a strange mix of relief and anxiety. I knew I couldn't stay in the hospital forever, but the thought of returning to Liam's mansion gave me goosebumps. To my surprise, when I arrived, I was led to a different room—a proper bedroom, not the cold cell I had been limited to before.I stared at the room in disbelief. It was simple but clean and comfortable. There was a bed with soft sheets, a small wardrobe, a desk, and even a window that let in the warm sunlight. I didn't know why Liam had made this change, but I was grateful. It felt like a small stepFor the life I wanted. Since he had started, definitely one day it would get b