Third person POVKicked her with a round kick and she fell backwards. Buried under the soil, not far from where we were struggling, I saw a glittering silver dagger. As I was sprinting, a hand pulled hard on my ankle, causing me to fall face down.My arm extended toward the dagger as this psychopath climbed onto my back. My fingertips touched the metal before I pushed myself an inch closer to the silver and gripped it tightly in my hand.She flipped me onto my back, and sat on top of me, her hands around my neck as if preparing to strangle me.I could feel my lungs being deprived of oxygen and my eyes rolling back, the dagger in my hand slowly began to slide.“Be strong, Sally.” A warm, soothing voice rang out around me, seemingly only I could hear it.Ignoring the pain in my throat, I brought the hand holding the dagger to my chest, and with the little strength I had left, I stabbed her straight in the stomach.Unconsciously, Sally's hand tightly grasped the dagger she placed under h
Third person POV“Please get through this night. You can’t die, you have to be a fucking Alpha to survive anything.” The silence and the pleasant scent in the room, slowly but surely, lulled her to sleep.He, who was recovering and resting, heard everything the girl said, wearily opened his eyes, and looked down at her sleeping form, letting her fingers intertwine with his.He smiled gently at the sight before placing a chaste kiss on the top of her head and went back to sleep, muttering unconsciously. “I love you, Sally.”---------------A week and a half later, Mrs. Willow returns from Paris. However, Sally still spends time and research at Ryan's herd.Sally is doing her search, when suddenly her mind fades for a split second but returns seconds later with only one thing on her mind: kill Ryan. It was as if she was possessed by a completely different being.Glancing around the room, she stood up and walked towards the exit. Turning left, into the hallway of the herd house, Sally wa
Third person POVHe emphasized. “Which warehouse?”Sally began with a sigh. “I was kidnapped… before I came back here. For four months.”Lifting her eyes from the bedsheets, she looked at her grandmother. “I don't know, but she did something behind my ear. And she said my body is nothing but flesh, it has no soul. What does she mean?”“Which ear?” Mrs. Willow skipped the next question.Sally folded her right ear and leaned forward so her grandmother and Ryan could see. Everything was silent until a gasp escaped the woman's mouth. Sally knew it was a bad sign.“Who did this to you, Sally?” Ryan probed, wrinkling his forehead to show how serious he was.Sally sighed again. "It's Kaytlyn." Glanced at the scars on her inner forearm. “Even these,”Ryan's eyes suddenly turned darker than his normal chocolate eyes, as a menacing growl rang out in his throat.Sally placed her hand on his chest, trying to calm him down, which was like a spell.“I'm fine now. She died." She stopped, looking at
Sally's POVAs evening fell, Ryan returned to my room with a determined look on his face. “This is the only way I can get closer to you,” He said, making me confused but he secretly knew what he was going to do.At that moment, all of his friends, Athena, and his mother burst into the room with displeased looks on their faces."Ryan." His mother shouted. “If you continue with the plan, you will regret it.”Wait, what is he going to do? I glanced between him and his mother, confused as to the situation.Ryan approached me with fire in his eyes, he looked determined to do whatever he was about to do."Ryan. Think about Sally, for a second, think about her." His mother gave a final warning.It seemed like Ryan hadn't heard anything. The next step he took angered me both physically and mentally as he pulled me into his strong arms, locking me in place. His fangs extended beyond his gums, piercing the skin on my neck, just above my collarbone.I felt my blood running down my skin and cloth
Sally's POVAfter the stunt he pulled on me a few days ago, I kind of kept my distance from him and everyone. What else should I do? Organize a party. There are so many things going on in my head.I couldn't even tell my best friend what was about to happen or was happening because of the mark he put on me, even though she heard a little bit about it from the sudden outburst. It's my fault but I've never approached this topic with her. Partly because I'm afraid she might be the one to die.I'm scared. There's no doubt about that. So there's no point in telling him about what's bothering me anymore because he's decided to invade my personal space, including my head, without feeling the least bit guilty.Over the past few days, he has done nothing but raid and snoop on my thoughts, which I find extremely annoying and extremely rude.He asked a lot of questions like the mark my grandfather placed on me, my family, my childhood, my position as leader, the kidnapping, everything he found i
Sally's POVHe shook his head, his eyes filled with tears, finally placing all his cards on the table. “No, we're both talking.”"You're crazy." I pulled my hand out of his. "Impossible."“Everything is possible now,” He said softly. “The only war you are in right now is with your heart.” He loudly declared under this pouring rain.I come back. “There is nothing wrong with my heart. I'm completely fine.”"Are you?" He's making me doubt myself. Is that possible?My eyes hardened. “How dare you question my feelings?”“I dare because I care. I care because you are my mate.” His eyes didn't lie when he said that. “And I'm not talking to the howling wolf in my head, I'm here as myself, talking to you. You're my mate for a reason, Sally. My goddess destined you to be mine and I let you go once because of a stupid careless mistake. I regret everything I did to you."“You can't change who I've become,” I sighed “And how many times do I have to correct that I'm no longer yours.”He interrupted
Third person POVThe man put Windy down and told her to go back to the house. Gradually, the men circled Sally, trying to hold her in place.“Take one more step and you will all die.” She warned in a low voice.Less than 5 minutes later. “Sally.” His voice echoed around, standing in the center like Alpha, trying to stop everyone from hurting Sally.Sally's impersonator laughed like a madman. "Don't bother calling her, it's useless."Ryan ignored what she said and continued to hold out hope and called out to his mate. “Sally. Please come back. I need you."The possessed man laughed again. "Really?" She scoffed. "Three years ago it seemed like you didn't need her,"“I don't want to fight you. I will not give in to your trap.” He spoke with finality.Sally scoffed. “I don't care what you want. All I care about is my desire to strip you of your Alpha title.”She smirked. "So I challenge you for this position." Determination was evident in her stance and eyes."I won't fight you, no matter
Third person POV“It will be a while before she wakes up, so we better hurry.” Mrs. Willow said.“There is a witch in the northern town. Her name is Ermintrude. I need you to find her and bring her here. She is the only one who can save Sally from this dark magic.”The woman guided Ryan. “Tell her, Sally is in danger and Sally needs her.”Ryan nodded, he had to move now to find the witch.Albert returns to take charge of the group, and Ryan goes with Kingsley and Simon.She slowly opened her eyes, she could feel a sharp pain from the back of her head. Looking around, the rough cement floor, wet with leaking water, moss on the walls, dark place - this is the torture room of Ryan's house.Sally's arms and legs were chained to the wall, bent over her legs, she curled up into her cocoon."Leave me alone." Her voice mixed with multiple voices, making it sound even scarier than it already was.In one slow motion, she rotated her spine, sitting on her folded legs. Her brown eyes turned dark,