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ā”Arielleās POVā”āYou know youāre a beautiful girl, Arielle. I couldnāt help falling in love with you from the first time I saw you.ā Jakeās beady, lust-clouded eyes stared at me, and his grubby, dirty hand rubbed my knee. I knew I should have worn jeans instead of a dress.āYou met me when I was thirteen.ā I said, the disgust in my voice and on my face was well hidden under my usual blank expression.āI know, it seems strange, but age is just a number, right?ā He laughed as his fingers made their way a few inches up and played with the hem of my dress.āEww! Paedophile! And he doesnāt even have an iota of shame! What a pig!ā I tried not to crinkle my nose, and I gently as possible pushed his hand from my knee. I knew Jake had some weird attraction to me, but I didnāt expect him to be this perverted. Eww! Just eww!āSo, can you lend me the money? You can be deducting fifty percent of my salary till my debt is paid off.ā I diverted the conversation to the reason that made me sit with hi
ā¦Raphaelās POVā¦I couldnāt keep my eyes off her, the beautiful young lady sitting at the bar and talking with an older man. There was something about her that was soā¦ captivating.The way she sat, the way she talked, the way she movedā¦ She was out of place in the bar, but her confidence and grace didnāt falterā¦ It was interesting. And distracting. Too distracting.I had a mission. I needed to find someone. That was why I had left my territory to Shadowmere, wore an amulet that suppressed my Alpha aura, and came to the perfect place to get information. A shady bar in a lawless town.And though the lives of my people depended on me getting the information, my attention was being stolen by a woman who didnāt even bat an eye my way. It was quite infuriating, but it also made me curious about her.It seemed her conversation with the man was turning sour as her face crinkled with disgust. I didnāt need to earsdrop to know he was trying to get under her skirt, and she was irritated, as was I
ā”Arielleās POVā”āUgh! Why does my head hurt so bad?ā I groaned, rubbing my temples as I dragged my weary body to sit up. My head ached like I had continuously slammed it against the wall before I had gone to sleep.āI need water,ā I tried throwing my legs over the edge of my bed so I could stand up, but instead, they just fell on more bed, which was odd. My bed was tiny, barely containing me, and yet what I was on did, and was softer too.My eyes finally fluttered open, and my breath hitched as I took in my environment.āThis isnāt my room!ā I gasped and rubbed my eyes, trying to clear the illusion sleep gave me. I opened them again, and nothing changed.Instead of seeing my dingy, tiny, cramped room with an ugly faded brown wallpaper that Brielle and I shared, I was in a simple yet fancy one that looked like I was in a hotel.āHow?! How did I get here?! I was in the bar with Jake. He asked me to sleep with him for money, and I refused. I wanted to go, but he called me back. I took a
ā”Arielleās POVā”āHis wife?! He wants me, a woman he has never met before, to be his wife?!āI gaped at him, waiting for him to tell me that that was his attempt at a joke to break the thick tension in the room but his face remained serious.āWhy would he want me, a stranger, to be his wife? Does he suspect that Iām an omega?ā I shuddered at that thought and threw it away. If he knew I was, he wouldnāt be asking me; he would be commanding me. I wouldnāt have a choice even if I didnāt want to.āYou want me to be your wife?ā I broke the prolonged silence, repeating his statement so he could hear the absurdity of it from my mouth if he couldnāt in his.āYes. I want you to be my contract wife.ā He replied, his voice as serious as it was the first time.āWhat kind of sick game is this?ā I glared at him. That was the only reason he would ask me that. It was a cruel joke to mock my predicament.Typical Alpha behaviour, turning anything that didnāt affect them into a joke. He knew I was despe
ā¦Raphaelās POVā¦ The door slammed shut, and the smile on my lips grew broader. āAnd I thought saving her was a bad idea. She just keeps getting interesting and interesting.ā I flopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. I liked her feisty yet cool spirit. She knew I was an Alpha, and I smelled her fear and panic, yet she stood her ground and didnāt cower away. She wasnāt afraid of expressing herself when most would tremble in fear. I liked that. She was going to make the perfect wife, worthy of standing beside me as my Luna, even though it would only be for five years. I was going to make sure she was. I slid my phone out of my pocket and dialled my lawyerās office. āGood morning, Alpha.ā Mr. Cainās voice came through at the third ring. āGood morning. I would like you to draft a contract for me.ā I said. āItās for my five-year contract marriage.ā āYour contract marriage?ā He replied; his usual monotone voice had a surprised edge, and I grinned. Was I impulsive and acting overco
ā”Arielleās POVā”The soft ding of the bell rang as I stepped into the small cafĆ©. The delicious aroma of fresh bread and baked treats wafted through the air, and my mouth watered and my stomach gurgled in response. Coming to the cafĆ© was both a blessing and torture. I loved anything bakedācakes, cookies, bunsāand seeing them made me happy but also made me sad because I was too broke to afford anything. The last time I ate cake was when Brielle and I turned eighteen, six years ago, when mom wasnāt sick and we werenāt in debt. But with our current predicament, even bread was considered a luxury we couldn't afford.āHello, welcome toā oh Arielle, itās you.ā May, Agnesā granddaughter, said from her place behind the counter. āHere for your box of chocolate cookies?āTo anybody else, a box of chocolate cookies met exactly what they were: a box of chocolate cookies, but not really. Only a few knew the true nature of the owner and the store, and they used codes to make special requests when o
ā”Arielleās POVā” āIām home.ā I announced my arrival, swinging the door home and stepping into my very humble abode. āFinally,ā Brielle jumped off the worn-out couch and turned to me. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and a small frown tugged on her lips. āWhere were you? I called you about a million times, but you didnāt pick up. Mom and I were worried something terrible had happened to you. Do you know how far my mind had gone? I was afraid you were kidnapped or worse.ā āAs you can see, Iām fine. I wasnāt drugged, kidnapped, and enslaved by a mafia Alpha who forced me to be his pet and do his bindings.ā I joked, throwing myself on the couch, and I stretched my body. Her frown deepened, and the corner of my lips twitched to a smile, knowing I had successfully predicted what she was thinking. Brielle was my identical twin, after allātwo bodies, one soul. We were identical, yet unidentical. We looked the same; we had the same amber eyes, coily brown hair, and caramel skin, but I
ā”Arielleās POVā”āAny luck?ā Brielle asked as I walked into our room. She looked up from the homework she was grading, and she grimaced at my terrible countenance. āNot good, huh?āāYes, not good. Finding a job is harder than I thought.ā I sighed, throwing my bag to one side of my bed and crashing down on it too.I knew getting a new job would be hard, but I never expected it to be extremely difficult.āAfter spending all day jumping from one building to another, all I received was āwe are sorry, but we donāt have any vacanciesā or āyou donāt have the experience weāre looking forā or āweāll get back to youā when they knew they wouldnāt. Itās so frustrating. How am I going to get experience if no one will hire me?ā I complained, lying on my back, and I shut my eyes.āAnd do you know what makes the entire situation even more frustrating and annoying? Itās the fact that most of those jobs are at the end going to go to some already preselected persons, whether or not they deserve it becaus
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā” ~Three weeks later~ āI canāt believe itās finally time for you to go.ā I said to Liana as we stood in the garden. I smiled at her. It was a bittersweet smile. It had been three weeks since our battle with Killian, and the dust had settled. The issue had been reported to the counsel of the Elds, with Liana standing as our witness, and they had accepted that Killian was a terror to the world and so his death was justified. Raphael had also been crowned the Alpha of all Killianās former territories and had taken full control of them. The territories werenāt in the best conditions since, well, Killian was a tyrant and was more concerned about his belly and body. Rules were being removed, edited, and added to establish order and justice. āTime flies indeed when youāre not looking.ā She smiled back at me, hers the same as mine. At least I knew she felt the same way. I didnāt want her to go. We had bonded over the few days that she had been with us. She h
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”āAfter so many decades of leaving in fear of him, heās finally gone. You killed him. Thank you, Ari.ā She sobbed, throwing her arms around my shoulders and pulling me into a big hug. āI-Iām so happy. Iām really, really happy.āāItās alright.ā I smiled, patting her back. When was the last time I held her? I couldnāt remember, but I was glad I could finally do so.āAnd Iām so sorry for everything I did to you. All the terrible things I said and did. Iām sorry for keeping the truth a secret and for disowning you. Iām really sorry. I wish I could turn back time and undo them. Iām really, really sorry.āāI forgive you, mom. And Iām sorry for putting you through all the stress.ā I hugged her tighter. We held each other for a few seconds until she let go of me.āAre you ok now, mom?ā I asked as she wiped her face.āMy chest feels tight and empty at the loss of Killian, but Iāll manage.ā She sniffled.āOh, I forgot that fated mates are heartbroken when the other dies
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”āWhat? Iām not the one who makes the rules.ā George shrugged like he hadnāt just said the lamest joke in every realm.Had he hit his head during the battle? It was the only reason I could think of that would make him talk crazy.Me, leader of Killianās territories?! Nonsense!āYouāre crazy.ā I glared at him. Oh, I got what he was doing. He was pulling my legs.āHeās not, actually. Thatās how alpha politics work.ā Raphael said. āWhoever can defeat an alpha lord to death or make them abdicate their position becomes the new alpha lord. You killed Killian, so that means you are the new umā¦ Alpha Lord of all his territories, Moonshade, Jannah, Ilios, Tempest, and Rlyoid.āāYouāre kidding me right now?ā I gawked at him.āNo, Iām not.ā He chuckled, joy and pride glowing in his eyes. āCongratulations, Alpha Lord Arielle. Iām so proud of you.āAbsolutely not! Big no! Capital letters n and o. NO! I was not going to be the alpha lord of any territories. Could I even be
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”A loud, creepy shriek echoed from possessed Killian as he dropped to the ground. I took a step back, watching him convulse and writhe like a worm. Tendrils of red and orange smoke rose from him, twisting in the air as he shrank back to his normal human size.āCurse you, you damned infernal creature!ā Hellstring cursed, floating over him. Pitch black eyes, full of hate and malice, glared at me, and I trembled at the large monster.āI will end you!ā It raised one of its large hands, claws out, ready to rip me apart.A shining gold chain coiled around its wrist, stopping it from descending on me.āWhat?!āāYou shall not harm her,ā Liana commanded, pointing her sceptre at him and more gold chain coiled around its body.āLet go of me, you glowing pest!ā Hellstring roared, thrashing against its bind.āReturn you foul beast. Return to the abyss where you rose from.ā Liana chanted, and the green vortex reopened.Horrifying screams rang as the demons that had slithere
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”They were going to die.A few minutes that felt like torturous hours had rolled by, and the battle was looking grim and not in our favour.The other alphas that were fighting with Raphael were sprawled in different corners of the room, unconscious and riddled with life-threatening wounds that even their super-healing abilities couldnāt quickly heal.I was at the edge of our protective dome, watching the whole thing while my mom was pressed against the wall, trembling from fear and cradling Brielle in her arms.My heart pounded as I watched Raphael collide with the ground in a heap of blood and fur. Possessed Killian lunged at him, claws out, ready to rip him apart, but Liana flew and stood before him. Light flooded from her sceptre, sending him flying to the broken ritual altar.āIs that the best youāve got? I could do this all day.ā He chuckled as he bounced back to his feet. The burns on his fur from the blast healed the next second. There wasnāt even a sin
ā¦Raphaelās Point of Viewā¦`We will once weāre done with Killianās alphas. Stay safe.``I will.` Arielle replied through the mind link.My lips let out a small sigh of relief as I knocked one of Killianās alphas unconscious. He slumped to the ground, transforming into his man form and lying there unmoving like most of his comrades. Only a few of them were still standing but, they would soon fall like the others.`Lianaās wings have been freed. Letās end this battle now and get inside.` I mind-linked to all those that fought with me as another enemy lunged at me.`Yes, alpha!` They replied.The battle pressed on, and though Gordonās and my alphas had the upper hand, the enemies were still a lot. Much more than I expectedāthe benefit of having more than one territory under ones command. It didnāt give them an edge over us, but it still made the battle long. Far longer than I wanted.I wanted to be by Arielleās side. I wanted to protect her, but I couldnāt until I had cleared all the obst
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”āFinally.ā Liana laughed, her voice full of more life and energy than I had ever heard. The light burned brighter, radiating her joy.āNo. No. NO!ā Killian screamed, and I giggled.`Arielle? Whatās going on? We can see the light.` Raphaelās worried voice rang through my head.`We got it! My mom got Lianaās wings! You guys can come inside now.`āShe got it! I canāt believe she got it! It was all a ploy after all.ā I smiled as I used my arm as a shield for my face from the light. The demons shrieking was deafening but music to my ears. Serves them right. Sadistic creatures.So it was all a trick. Her words, the action, and that kissāit had all been an act to catch Killian off guard. And it worked perfectly. He didnāt suspect a thing, and neither did I. I was just as fooled as he was. There was no slip in her act, no hiccup, and no break in her faƧade. Just perfection.Pride bloomed in my chest. My mom was a wonderful actress.`We will once weāre done with Killi
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā”āMom?!ā I rasped as I saw my mom rush towards us.Was I really seeing her, or was the pain making me delirious?āHow? How didānever mind. I know that thing helped you.ā Killian snarled at Liana, who was curled up and whimpering on the floor.I wasnāt imagining her. She was really there. Why? What was she doing? Why was she with us? Was that what Liana had up her sleeves? My mom? No! He would hurt her!āM-mom, get a-away.ā I forced myself to say as I struggled and squirmed in his grip.āOh, shut up.ā He clicked his tongue, lifting the dagger.āNo, please donāt hurt her.ā She gasped, falling on her knees in front of him and bowing her head to touch his shoes.āM-mom no.ā I struggled harder in his grip, trying to break free so I could raise her up.My blood boiled in my veins. She couldnāt grovel at his feet like a slave. She couldnāt grovel to that monster. I could never accept it.āTell your daughter to stop struggling elseā¦ā He brought the tip of the knife cl
ā”Arielleās Point of Viewā” The large pentagram at the centre of the room glowed with familiar green magic, then turned fiery orange and black and morphed into a portal, letting out an ominous aura and the stench of death. Loud, deranged shrieking echoed through the room, shaking the building from its foundation, and I crumbled to the ground. But I couldnāt keep my eyes off the creepy portal. A hoard of howling and crackling smoke-like creatures rose from it. They were molten grey and grotesque, with eyes that were piercing red, and they reeked like rotting corpses. The room suddenly turned too cold, and the air was too thin. I didnāt need to be told what they were to know what they were. I had seen them a lot in Agnesā books to not miss them. Demons. A multitude of them were flying over the portal like a dark cloud with fire in it. āDonāt be afraid. Donāt be afraid.ā I chanted to myself, hoping it would magically make what I felt disappear. It didnāt. Liana had warned me abo