Irene’s POV“Seriously?” I blurted out immediately the door shut behind Lucian, and the sound echoed in the room. My chest heaved heavily with anger and frustration. Lucian must have seen me as a threat, or rather, if not a threat; he must have seen me as someone he could mess with. He thought he could control me, dictate my every move like I was some obedient little pet?I didn't blame him. I blame myself for being in this situation where he could order me around. My eyes rested on different objects in the room, and I sighed in frustration. Did he expect me to sit still and do nothing?The room was already feeling so suffocating. I couldn’t sit still any longer. With the Alpha gone, this might be my only chance to escape.“Remember the consequences of your action. If you escape, he will do something worse to your brother,” a voice said within me, and I shut it up immediately.“Oh, shut up!” I yelled. “You think I would be scared by such a thing? I laugh in the face of danger. I do
Lucian’s POV“Are you sure we are not wasting our time here, Lucian?” Chris asked me, and I placed my finger on my lips, asking him to shut it. I needed to concentrate. Yes, we haven't found out exactly what was happening, but I felt that something was not right. We kept pushing ourselves into the deepest part of the forest, and it became quieter and cold. My wolf became so restless, and he began pacing inside of me. I could tell he could sense something too, his instincts sharp and alert.That growl and loud noise earlier was not from one of my own. It was from an intruder. I knew my pack too well, and this was not a sound I could ignore.Beside me, Chris kept moving with ease, and he looked calm. "Lucian," he said again, breaking the silence between us. "We have been out here for over an hour. If there was a threat, we would have found it by now."I didn’t respond to him. Instead, I kept my eyes forward. I didn't want to lose focus, and he did everything possible to divert my
Irene’s POVI knew I could not sleep. Not when I was in this state. I lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep, though my heart was hammering fiercely against my ribcage.Thank Goodness. Alpha Lucian was not back yet to give me a headache. I ransacked a drawer he had left open but could not find anything reasonable. “Well, I will give it to him. He's that smart. He is!” I said to myself, hitting the bed continuously with my palm. As I lay there, all to myself. I heard the sound of footsteps coming towards my direction. I knew those footsteps were his before I saw him. The door creaked open, and Alpha Lucian stepped in. His dark energy filled the room, almost suffocating me, but I didn’t move. I kept on taking shallow breaths as I pretended to be asleep. “I know you are awake, Irene. Stop the pretence! ” he blurted out, and his deep voice cut through the silence, making goosebumps appear all over my skin.I stayed still for a moment longer, hoping he would let it go and leave
Lucian’s POV I had told them to throw the girl into the dungeon but I had other plans concerning that. I found myself in the dungeon in no time and the air in the dungeon was damp and hot. All I could perceive was a metallic scent which filled the air. In this dungeon, many people have died in there and so many people were on their way to their graves. No one dared me and went scot free. I always had a place for each of them and when I meant business dealing with them, I always did. As I walked into the dungeon, my shoes echoed against the cold stone floor as I descended the staircase. The guards at the entrance straightened as I approached and they all bowed down the moment then saw me. Although, they respected my presence. Their faces were also filled with confusion. I knew that they must be wondering why I was here by this time of the day. They were not used to me visiting the dungeons unless there was a reason, today, there was one.The rogue twelve year old girl lay curl
IreneI refused to utter a word. I couldn't seem to take my mind off the number of times I had failed to get out of this place. Now, slowly. I was beginning to accept my fate. Was that not the worst thing for anyone to do? The room felt colder than usual, or maybe it was just me. I kept my eyes on the door, waiting for Lucian to return from wherever he went. Why was I bothered about all of these? I couldn't tell. I just waited. Soon enough, Lucian finally walked in, looking a little calm. His facial expression was unreadable, but there was something different about him this time around. His usual commanding aura seemed to have subdued. It felt like it was never there, and I was surprised.What happened to the man who always comes raging in with the most powerful aura?I decided not to speak, unsure of what mood he was in. Noticing that he felt different already was like a slap in my face. Instead of talking, I watched him closely and monitored his every movement. He glanced at
LucianI had been getting too soft-hearted. Or was it only because of her?I could not tell. I had been dealing with a lot and over thinking things were not helping. Leaning against the cold stonewall of the hallway, Irene’s words kept ringing in my head. What had she done to me that nowadays, whatever she said keeps creeping inside my memory. That girl had a way of speaking that crawled under my skin. Her words kept twisting itself into my thoughts and refusing to leave no matter how hard I tried. That was not all. She accused me of being a bully, of taking pleasure in her suffering and the worst part? She was not entirely wrong.Somehow, I was beginning to think that I was a terrible person. I was making her suffer and now she thinks I derive pleasure in seeing her beg for freedom. I exhaled sharply, punching the wall with my fist before heading back to the room. I muttered some curse words to myself as if it would make me feel better. But, sadly it didn't. As I opened the do
IreneI knew that I should have regretted talking to Lucian that way. No matter how I tried to twist things, I was giving him reasons to hate me even more. One thing I hated was that none of my plans were working on him. He didn't seem to care much about the cold shoulder I gave him. That was a bad sign. A very bad sign and I was fed up already. I leaned against the cold wall of his room and the silence stretched endlessly around me. This place was so suffocating that I could hardly breathe, yet I refused to let it crush me. It was better than having to face Lucian by any time of the day. I wanted freedom but if Lucian wanted to keep me locked up here like a caged animal, fine. I would make sure he grew tired of seeing my face every day. This doesn't seem like it was going to work anytime soon but, I will keep time. But deep down, I knew I was playing a dangerous game.My defiant attitude was causing a lot of problems for the both of us. It could only push him so far before he
Irene“Be a dutiful wife?!” It was such an audacious order to hear from Lucian but I had already accepted to be that for him. What was I even thinking? I held my head tight with my two hands as I began to think about the consequences of my actions. Of course, I didn't want to see my brother get maltreated or even killed by Lucian because Lucian meant every single word that he said. I let out a loud sigh and fell on the bed in frustration. ***It was still funny to me. When Lucian laid down his order, every part of me resisted. Be his dutiful wife? Attend to pack matters? Smile and play pretend for visiting alphas?The very idea made my stomach intestines twist. But the image of my brother bruised and battered forced me to nod in agreement. I would do anything to keep my brother alive at this point. To survive one must learn to make the sacrifices that survival demanded. It was already evening and I made my way to the dining hall . If I knew that my patience was about to get
Irene Earlier today, I stormed out of Lucien's presence out of anger. I couldn't believe he was making me feel less than myself. Now, I was fighting with myself and before I could get to where I was headed, I heard some hushed voices. I recognised one of the voices of the person talking as Kael and it was quite surprising how he got here before me. He was such a busy man with a loud mouth, wasn't he?“He’s not going to listen. We will take him, whether he likes it or not,” Kael said and his voice was as sharp as a blade. He couldn't even try to talk a little lower. I froze and came to a stop immediately I heard him speak. My heart pounded so hard that I could barely hear Justin’s reply.“Are you sure about this?” Justin asked, his voice tight. “Lucien will kill us if we act without telling him. This is not something that we should risk.”Kael chuckled darkly and I could tell that he was the mastermind behind this. “Lucien doesn’t need to know. Why would this be his business? If
LucienIrrespective of the fact that I wanted to know what exactly was going on between the both of them. I was very mad that Irene had the guts to talk to someone I regarded as my enemy. I couldn't wrap my head around what was happening. Why didn't I ask her this in the first place instead of trying to know why they were about bringing down the place?"You must be kidding me, Irene! Come to think of it. This is who you choose to talk to? Him? And why the hell are you back after telling everyone that you have nothing to do with me. You literally stressed the hell out of me as I looked for you," I asked and the moment the words flew out of my mouth, I regretted the tone I used in talking to her but I didn’t care. The sight of Irene standing there, exchanging words with Kael of all people boiled my blood in a way I couldn’t explain.She turned slowly, calmly, too calmly, like my rage didn’t matter to her. “Why are you talking to me about choices, Lucien? Haven't you made worse ones?
Irene"You can go to hell, Kael. And take your arrogance with you.”I meant every single word. I was unable to deal with the mess he had brought upon me. I wasn’t even trembling when I said all that. I wasn't scared this time. I wasn’t afraid. I had held back for too long. I had allowed too many people to walk over me like I was some welcome mat in a dirty place. But not anymore. I won't let anyone step on me because they thought I was easy to override. I have been tolerating a lot of nonsense to begin with but, now. It's over! I'm not doing any of that. I wasn’t the girl who used to bite her tongue to make sure that peace returned to a place. If there was not going to be war then so be it. Let them be a fucking war then! I would gladly heat it up and partake in it. Kael’s eyes narrowed like he couldn’t believe that I was speaking to him that way.He couldn't believe that there would be a switch up any time soon. "You think I care about your partial ownership of whatever deal
Irene’s POV"Are you seriously trying to play me, Kael? Again?" I asked and my voice came out low and bitter. I placed my hands on my waist and stepped forward with my eyes locked on him like I was about to throw a dagger through his chest. He had to tell me the truth if that was the case. With the way things were going, I guess he wanted to play with my emotions and end up making me look like a fool. He complained countless times of Silas making him feel less of himself but he was doing the same to me. He was making me question my sanity. “I asked a question, Kael. I don't like the fact that instead of answering me, you stand there laughing at yourself. What do you take me for?” I thundered, shooting an angry glare at him. I wasn’t going to let him twist me around his finger like I was some confused and clueless child.He chuckled and that irritating smirk crawled up his lips. It was a pity that he wasn't taking this as seriously as I thought he would. “Irene, calm down. I’m
KaelI called Silas again, and again yet it ignored me.I stared down at my phone and the screen dimmed slowly until it went blank again. For the seventh time that day, I had tried calling him. There was no answer and no message from him. Not even a damn receipt to show that he had seen the last text I sent.At first, I was angry. I was really angry. Not just because he ghosted me, but because he made me feel like a fool. He made me feel like I was chasing someone who no longer saw value in everything we were working on. I had been loyal to Silas, I guess even though I was his boss. When no one trusted him, I did. When no one wanted to work with him, I offered a helping hand. And this was how he repaid me. He repaid me by vanishing?I guess I would have to deal with him my way. On second thought, it might be better to get rid of him without feeling guilty. ***"You always show up when it's least convenient. You know that, right?" I asked immediately if I saw Irene. My stomach
IreneI pondered on what my friend said to me for a long time and I had to let her be. If I caused problems from her, I won't be able to forgive myself and she won't forgive me. I needed to steer clear from her. After deciding that I didn't want to cause chaos for my friend, I decided to sneak back into the pack house. That alone was a very risky decision and I didn't know what I was thinking when I thought of that. The only thing now was that I had to be careful and sneak in at night so that the eyes of people won't be on me. I had to avoid people's eyes at all costs. I was going to make sure I get answers to my questions from Lucien. Whether or not he decided to tell me. He has no choice! How could he do this to me? How could he be so comfortable leaving me in the dark?***Night came in as fast as possible and I quickly moved to the pack house. When I got there, I stopped at the back door which is always open for the mates to go in and go out without disturbing anyone. I ra
Irene“Why did I come here?” I muttered under my breath, standing outside Camila’s door. I decided to leave Sila's place after our argument but I ended up in front of Camila's place. It wasn’t as if I hadn’t been in similar situations before. But this time, it felt different. It was darker and heavier.All the words Silas had said to me and the plans he had made broke me further. I was sick from hearing it and it kept coming as a constant drumbeat. I had no one left to turn to except Camila, the one person I knew wouldn’t judge me.When she opened the door, her eyes widened in surprise. She was not expecting me because of our recent fall out which I take some responsibility for. “Irene?” she asked, stepping back to let me in. “What are you doing here? Are you alright? Is everything okay?” She asked. I didn’t answer her immediately. I couldn’t utter a word. I have been wronged and I have also wronged her. My chest felt tight, like the air had been sucked out of the room, and I
IreneI didn’t expect to be alone in that room but it happened. I wanted to just lay my head on the couch and leave when I wanted to but Silas locked me indoors even after I protested. I couldn't escape so I was confined there and confined. I was left to think and for Silas’s return. “Stay put. I'm going on a scouting mission,” his voice rang inside my head. My heart kept aching because of the distance that had grown between us. He was no longer the brother I once knew. The brother I once trusted. Now, I couldn’t even bring myself to face him without feeling betrayed.I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, as my thoughts juggled all over my brain. There were so many things to think about. Our arguments had left me with more questions than answers, and I needed anything that would explain why he had changed so drastically. His coldness, the secrets he kept from me. Everything made my stomach churn and my intestine twist. I couldn’t sit here any longer. My thoughts were killing me
Irene"You're nothing but a disappointment, Irene. I think it's high time I let you know. You are a disappointment!”Those were the first words Silas said to me the moment I stepped out of the small bathroom in his room. I had barely gotten a grip on my thoughts. I had barely managed to calm my breathing after pacing around like a madwoman, and here he was, launching another attack towards me. I wasn't expecting him to call me a disappointment out of the blues. So, out of confusion, I stared at him, with a towel in hand. My heart was slowly getting colder as the clock kept ticking. "Really? We are starting with insults now? Not even a good morning or maybe 'how are you feeling after being publicly humiliated and dragged into yet another mess I didn't create?'" I asked yet he scoffed and squeezed his face. “Playing the victim card with me is not going to help you. Don't you dare try it because I didn't give you that privilege to play the victim card with me. You can't keep doing