Shannon’s POVHearing the words “please us” come out from Cole’s mouth, immediately understood what he meant by that. From looking at them, they all wanted the same thing, and that felt disgusting from a minute.But I was desperate to get my medicine back, as it was the only one I had with me and explaining to mom that I’d lost it would bring too much questioning from her. I wasn’t ready for that, considering I was already hiding a lot from her.“Fine then.” I finally answered, feeling nervous.“Good. Let’s head to the bathroom then.” Ricky let out, his first words since appearing in the scene between Cole and I.Part of me was surprised he waited until now to say something, but then I remembered how perverted the brothers all were, and Ricky had shown he was no different from his brothers, so I should expect that.I led the way to the bathroom, and walking towards there, I could feel their eyes on my body as they trailed behind me. It was obvious they were trying to turn me to their
Shannon’s POVAs I walked toward where I could get a cab, the sound of tires squealed behind me. The brothers’ SUV pulled up, and this time, Ricky was at the wheel. His voice sliced through the air as the car slowed up beside me. “Shannon, you’re supposed to be riding home with us, get in.”I turned my face away, increasing my pace, determined to distance myself from their oppressive presence.Cole’s mocking laughter resonated from inside the SUV. “Look at her, ignoring us. What a stubborn little wolf.”Jules chimed in, “You’d think she’d be grateful we’re even offering her a ride.”Ignoring their attempts to bait me, I muttered to myself, “I’d rather take a cab.”Ricky, who had slowed the car to match my steps, sighed with evident frustration. “Shannon, Dad instructed us to take you home. Just get in.”I shook my head, refusing to acknowledge their control over me. “I’m not interested. I’ll get a cab.”Cole’s voice turned taunting, “Oh, come on, Shannon. We won’t bite… much.”Jules
Shannon’s POVI retreated to my room when the brothers were finished with me once again, then locked myself in there until I heard the sound of my mother’s voice reach me, signaling their return.“Shannon?” She called out from downstairs.With cautious steps, I emerged out of the room, knowing the boys’ torment would not go on in the presence of my mom and Robin. I knew they would not dare, no matter how they appear hostile towards me.Welcoming mom with a forced smile, I tried to hide the emotional trouble beneath me. Her warm embrace offered a huge sense of comfort, but it couldn’t erase the scars of what I endured.As we gathered in the living room, mom and Robin’s eyes widened at the sight of a bruise on my chin, a reminder of the recent encounter with the brothers.Concern appearing across mom’s face, she couldn’t help but ask, “Shannon, what happened? Did someone hurt you in school again?”The truth hung at the tip of my tongue, the desire to confide in her struggling with the f
Shannon’s POVDays passed in a tense silence since Robin’s promise to find me a protector. The anticipation weighed heavily on my mind as I eagerly waited for a trace of hope to materialize in the form of someone to defend me. Meanwhile, the brothers would continue in their relentless torment.My days remained a dreaded routine. On our way to school, they seized the opportunity to get at me. Today was no exception as we stopped at a quiet park.As the car halted near a large tree, my heart sank. I knew what awaited me — motivated by Robin’s lashing at them and their resentment for me, they meant to unleash another wave of humiliation.“Look who we got here without Mommy or her protector to save her now, our favorite plaything,” Cole sneered, the anticipation of their cruel intentions clear in his eyes as they all stepped out of the car.My heart thudded at the sound of Cole’s voice. The park had tall trees lined at the edges beside the familiar path we took to school. In the breezy fi
Shannon’s POVAs the evening progressed, the sun falling below the horizon, Robin approached me with a serious yet determined expression.“Shannon,” he began, “tomorrow is an important day. We’re going to drive you to school ourselves. We’ll introduce you to Brendan.”The weight of his words settled in the air, and a surge of excitement welled up within me. This was a vital moment—one that held a real promise of escaping from the relentless brothers.A smile tugged at the corners of my lips, and I couldn’t contain my happiness. “Thank you, Robin. I really appreciate it.”Mom chimed in with her reassuring presence. “We’ll be there with you, sweetheart. You’re not alone in this.”The prospect of facing Brendan, my designated mate and potential protector, with the support of my mom and Robin filled me with a sense of hope. It was a stark difference to the isolation and anguish I had endured at the hands of the brothers the past few days.As I prepared for bed that night, a mix of nerves
Shannon’s POVA few hours later as I walked toward the cafeteria, the weight of the brothers’ angry gazes bore down on me. I could feel their resentment lingering like a cloud all day after they had witnessed my introduction to Brendan just like every other student.However, the prospect of joining Brendan and Leila for lunch stirred my spirits. The newfound friendship between us offered a relief from the brothers. For the first time in days, I had stopped worrying about them for a few hours.Yet, as I approached the cafeteria, the trio suddenly appeared in my front, circling me like just as always. The air thickened with tension as they began their onslaught.“Cute little bonding session with Brendan, huh?” Cole sneered, his tone laced with mockery.Ricky shot a disdainful glance. “You really think you can replace us with some outsider?”I stood my ground, determined to defy their attempts to control my life. “Brendan is kind to me, and he treats me well. Unlike you three.”Ricky, th
Shannon’s POVAs the brothers closed in further on me, their intentions clear and menacing, I pleaded with them to stop. “Please, I can’t break the bond,” I begged, desperation creeping into my voice.Jules, frustration on his face, snapped and pushed me against the wall. His eyes bore into mine, attempting to mark me. Despite having taken my medication that day, I felt my wolf stirring, reacting to his advances. I was overpowered, helpless against the connection forming between our wolves.Just as I felt the pull of his wolf, Ricky intervened with a forceful push, saving me from the brink. I stumbled away from the wall, my heart pounding. Panic and confusion swirled within me as Ricky confronted Jules.Ricky imposed his dominance with a stern warning about the consequences of marking me. “What the hell are you thinking?” he asked Jules.Jules stammered, attempting to justify his actions as a desperate move to keep me with them. “It was the only way to make her stay with us, to break
Shannon’s POVThe next day at school, I still wore the face of worry, and Leila sensed my distress and approached me. Concern drawn on her face, she asked, “Shannon, what’s going on? You seem really stressed.”I debated internally whether to confide in her, ultimately deciding to share a vague version of my struggles. “Family issues, you know? It’s complicated.”Leila offered a sympathetic smile. “Well, if you ever need someone to talk to, I’m here.”“Yes, I know, my dearest friend.” I said, faking a smile.As the hours unfolded in school, Brendan, Leila, and I formed a resilient trio. Our friendship became an escape from all the chaos. Even as the brothers continued their psychological warfare, I did not fail to find moments of comfort with my new allies.Yet, the threat hung in the air. The brothers were relentless in their plans to break my spirit, and they went on to plan embarrassing incidents at school and at home. Brendan’s presence and Leila’s friendship became my anchors, but
Shannon, five years later.As the sun streamed through the windows, filling the room with warmth, I found myself chasing after our energetic twins, boy and girl, who are barely five years old. Laughter echoed through the house as they raced around the living room.“Slow down, you two!” I called out, trying in vain to keep up with their energy.But Jules walking in just chuckled from the doorway, his eyes shining with amusement. “Let them play, my love,” he said, his voice filled with affection. “They’re just having fun.”I sighed, knowing he was right. As much as I wanted to keep them safe, I couldn’t deny them the simple joy of being young and carefree. With a resigned smile, I watched as they continued their game of chase and catch, their laughs filling the air with screams.Just then, I felt Jules’ arms wrap around my once again pregnant belly from behind, his embrace warm and comforting. I leaned back into his arms, relishing the feel of his strong arms around me. “How are you and
Shannon’s POVThe atmosphere in the castle had shifted since Matthew’s capture. With him out of the picture, the pack felt safer, even at the borders. Ricky and Cole had returned after several days of patrolling, their faces weary but relieved.As we gathered around the dinner table, there was a sense of peace and contentment in the air. Jules sat at the head of the table, his presence reassuring and strong. I couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride as I looked at him, knowing he had risked everything to protect our pack.Ricky and Cole filled our ears with tales of their adventures at the boarders, their voices filled with excitement as they recounted their encounters with rival packs and rogue wolves. Despite the dangers they faced, they had emerged victorious and the pack now was finally safe.As we shared our meal, laughter echoed through the hall, the tension of recent events fading into the background. Even Dora and Ellie had joined in the festivities, as I’d insisted on invitin
Shannon’s POVTwo days after the investigation for Jules’ attempted murder, as I entered his room, I found him fuming in his bed, his face twisted with frustration.“They couldn’t find him,” he muttered to me before I said anything, his voice dripping with irritation. “Matthew has slipped through our fingers again.”I sighed as I watched Jules’ restless movements, knowing this was going to be a long conversation. “You need to rest, Jules. Let the guards handle this.” I said firmly, approaching his bedside. “You’re not in any condition to be worrying about Matthew right now.”Jules shot me a glare, but I could see the pain in his eyes. “I can’t just sit here while that traitor is out there,” he grumbled, shifting uncomfortably against his pillows.I gently placed a hand on his arm, trying to calm him down. “You need to focus on getting better,” I urged. “The guards will find Matthew eventually. You need to trust them.”He let out a frustrated sigh, but finally relented. “Fine,” he grum
Shannon’s POVI walked back to the castle, my mind swirling with thoughts about Matthew. He didn’t deny it. He didn’t even try to. My suspicions were like shadows creeping over me, chilling me to the bone. But without solid proof, I felt like I was playing with smoke.I found Jules in his study, buried under a mountain of paperwork. His tired eyes glanced up at me, and I could tell he was bracing himself for another round of my suspicions.“Jules, I need to talk to you about Matthew,” I blurted out before he could stop me.He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples. “Shannon, we’ve been over this. You’re letting your imagination run wild.”I shook my head, frustration bubbling inside me. “But Jules, I just need you to listen. I know something’s not right.”He looked at me with a mix of sympathy and exasperation. “Shannon, I understand you’re scared after everything that’s happened. But maybe you’re seeing things that aren’t there. It’s understandable, given the trauma you’ve been through.
Shannon’s POV“I’m not lying to you Jules, you need to believe me when I say that Mathew is not a good person. He is trying to pot against you and why won’t you believe me?” I inquired with a very stern countenance plastered on my face.“Oh please Shannon can you please just stop all of this drama? Why are you bothering yourself over something that you shouldn’t? I don’t know what is feeding you with lies but you know better than to believe everything you hear.” Jules snapped at me, walking back to his desk, and sunk into it without giving me any more regard.I knew he wasn’t going to believe me from the start but why? I’ve been on Mathew’s trial forever and it’s enough for me to know that he is planning on hurting Jules.But why won’t Jules listen? Why is he so certain that Mathew can’t do anything to him? Why am I looking like the crazy one here? All I’m trying to do is to avert him from the danger that is heading right towards him.I couldn’t let anything happen to Jules but at thi
Shannon’s POVI knew the answers I needed were not going to come that easily. I knew my instincts weren’t wrong about Matthew and he had something up his sleeves.I intended to find out because one way or the other it was going to affect someone I cared about.I had second thoughts on the fact that I might be overthinking and he wasn’t doing anything wrong.But what if he was actually what I thought he was? Doing research won’t make me lose anything but ignoring this would.I knew he had been working here and I knew exactly where to start my investigation from. The best way to get my answers is through the maids.They were the eyes and ears of everything, all I needed was to convince a maid to tell me everything. Of course, she would resist at first but later she’ll give in to some persuasion.I paced around my room thinking hard if this was the right way to go about it. What if I was wrong and I got blamed along with being called paranoid?This just has to work so I won’t get blamed
Shannon’s POVI stormed into the castle, my heart pounding in my chest. The situation with Matthew had left me unsettled, and I know I had to find a way to make Jules listen to my warnings about him.As I entered the main hall, my eyes immediately fell on Michael, playing innocently with a toy on the floor. Beside him stood Matthew, the man I found so suspicious.My instincts screamed at me to grab Michael and run, but I forced myself to stay calm. I hurried over to my son, scooping him up into my arms protectively. Michael grinned up at me, holding out the toy he had been playing with.I turned to face Matthew, my expression hard and suspicious. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice laced with tension.Matthew blinked in surprise, taken aback by my abruptness. “I came to see Jules,” he replied, gesturing vaguely. “One of the maids told me to wait here, and I saw Michael, so I thought I’d keep him company.”My grip on Michael tightened, my protective instincts in overdrive.
Shannon’s POV.The next day Jules and I moved into the pack house.It was still so surreal to me that I was an Alpha.Jules was almost completely healed now and he kept talking about how it was all because of his training yesterday. I mentioned to him that it was probably because of the training he’s still not properly healed yet but he just laughed in my face.As soon as we arrived in the pack house, we were welcomed by the slaves. They were all lined up in the living room in a straight line dressed in black and whiteThey had to be at least fifty to a hundred of them.What on earth did we need so many slaves for?I wondered as I scanned their faces.I glanced over at Jukes who seemed a little too confident. I wish I had his confidence. It seemed like he was used to it, unlike me.“These are the palace slaves, they are always at your service, They all have been assigned different stations. You will eventually get used to them but for now, these are the most important faces you will
Jules POVI woke up in a brightly lit room. I blinked, trying to adjust to the harsh fluorescent light.“Jules!” A familiar sounding voice called out and I frowned as her face came into view.“Shannon,” I sat up a little too quickly and groaned out in absolute pain.“Hey Jules,” she smiled at me.“Don’t move too much. You have not yet healed up.” She said, her sweet voice wrapping around me like a blanket.“You’ve been released?” it was supposed to be an observation but it came out as a question. I was so happy to see her, I couldn’t believe I had won. At some point, I had completely blacked out but if she was here with me then I had won.“Thanks to you. I’m so sorry for what you had to go through for my sake.* She said, hugging me.I winced at the pain and she quickly let go of me as if I were some fragile glass.“No,” I protested at the absence of her warmth. I wanted it back but I knew she would be too afraid to hurt me. That was just who Shannon was.“I’m sorry, you seem to still