VENITA:The pain I experienced was beyond words. I felt violated and manipulated. Now, I understand the saying, 'The demon you know is better than the angel you don't know.' Landon, the angel in my life, turned out to be a stranger. Standing before me, his form half-transformed, he resembled a wild beast thirsting for blood. The fact that he could inflict such harm on me sent shivers down my spine. He had committed unspeakable acts, and in that moment, he seemed unrecognizable. The person I thought I knew had transformed into a monster capable of unimaginable cruelty. He was responsible for killing his kind, people that trusted him to protect them. Not to mention killing my people and also having the audacity to lie with me, touching the owner of a heart that constantly wept for what she had lost. The realization that he would go to such lengths to hurt me left me questioning everything. Despite the flowers, gifts, and his apparent care for Sasha, it was all a facade. A pretense craf
VENITA:I held my breath, caught in the uncertain grip of anticipation, waiting for something undefined. I was relieved as the door stayed shut, replaced by unsettling sounds within—moans and crashing objects. My assumptions shattered; the emotions I thought I could evade grew within me. I felt like my heart had been torn out from my chest and placed over a fire, slowly being grilled. It was too much. Crawling towards the broken glass, my fingers fumbled blindly, grasping a piece that cut me in the process. The pain mattered little; having a tool in my hand overshadowed the stinging sensation. Determinedly, I started cutting through the belt, slashing wherever my hand could reach. Freedom, swift and relentless, became my singular goal. My eyes remained fixed on the locked door, my struggle mirrored in my fixed gaze. The tearing of leather reached my ears, a welcomed sound. Using my strength, I ripped the remaining restraints, the process leaving me with additional cuts. With the bro
LANDON:"Just act along, I'll pay you so well for your troubles. Understood?" Those were the words I whispered into the maid's ears."Okay," she replied with a smile.Everyone who stepped foot where I was signed countless documents to shut them up and also keep them in line. She knew better than to mind her business because she was powerless. Rather than proving to be a foolish hero, she acted smart and chose a beneficial opportunity. I also didn't need to hide my nature by transforming back. She was an Omega. Venita didn't know that. She wouldn't since her wolf had hidden herself from me. It was afraid of me.I led her to the bathroom where we began acting as if we were fucking. She made it sound believable and even exaggerated the whole thing which gladdened my heart. This was my way of mentally torturing Venita. The physical pain she will heal from but knowing and hearing her mate pounding another female will crumple her heart into pieces. The images of her with Mirage haunted me e
VENITA:The last thing I remembered was Landon offering me a pill to swallow. When I woke up, I was in a cramped place, darkened. I couldn't stretch and it felt cold beneath me like it was an iron floor. I fought the heaviness in my eyes and tried keeping them open. To my dismay, it was a cage in an office with the top and back covered with a fabric. The other sides were left open for ventilation and light. An animal cage. That was where I was stuffed like some animal at the shelter. Please, don't tell me that Landon also projected this somehow. This would be the height of it. "Have I been here?" I asked myself. The office looked familiar in a way. I couldn't see all the corners but the floor had the same finishing as the one in our room.The door swung ajar and Landon strolled in. He had some documents in his hands which he flung everywhere, overturning the table in one haul."You! You're responsible for this. You came into my life and everything went sore. I have lost a lot! Just be
LANDON:When Venita passed out after taking the pill, I gathered and carried her to the bedroom of the jet, working on the computer until we landed. Then, the highlight of the event, when we wanted to exit after landing, I had carefully put her in a cage and then took her to the packhouse in Westbourne or The Bloodhound as Clay would refer to it sometimes. I knew no one would be there. I needed that silence for clarity and also to keep her.After arriving, I got a new phone and went to work. Oh, believe me, it was a lot. Countless emails, lawsuits and a whole load of meetings to attend. I told Peter to hold my calls except for the important ones, and after my lashing out at Venita, I left her to go to the office. Her time in solidarity should be for reflecting on her wrongdoings. Time wasn't on my side because I had gone for a court hearing and also granted an interview to at least clarify the news that had been leaked to the press about the pharmaceutical accusation. "Thank you so
VENITA:"Was anybody hurt?” I asked, wincing in pain as I tried to sit up.“We’ll worry about that later," Landon said. “And, for now, we’re going to let the fire chief and the police think it was a gas explosion.” I frowned. "Why can't e just let them know that someone tried to kill you but I just happened to be there at that time?""Someone was out to kill me?" Landon repeated."Yes," I answered."That's the more reason we will keep the news under the radar. I have a lot that I'm handling already. Making it known that I was a target of assassination is likely to bring more attention to me.""Okay," I understood. Whatever he was dealing with must be serious for him to be tense. Obviously, it wasn't because I nearly died and he was surprisingly apologizing for that. “I…I couldn’t sleep…considering where you put me,” I sighed, trying to be as detailed as possible yet, careful.I told them the rest of the story starting with my abduction in Madrid when I left the store out of anger aft
LANDON:After we visited Simeon's, Venita asked to be alone for a while, wanting to take a walk. I hesitated at first, worried she might not come back. But my wolf nudged me to give her space. Truth is, I needed some space too. A lot was going on inside me – anger, betrayal, guilt – a real mess. As she walked away, my wolf and I had our own little battle of emotions. Amid all this internal chaos, I realized there were practical things to take care of. Venita's passport was probably gone in the fire, and Dr. Grant needed to check on her. My emotions were all over the place. I wanted things to settle down, find forgiveness, and figure out a way forward. Deep down, I still loved her, despite the confusing images in my head. I hoped against hope that what I saw wasn't real, just a messed-up illusion. When I got back home, having given Venita some cash for her journey back – she insisted on finding her way without help – I decided to gather everyone important for a talk. Reaching out to
VENITA:To say that I was beyond heartbroken and intrigued by what I saw, was an understatement. I guess we all have demons in us but in different ways. Very different ways.The hard drive, my passport, and the papers I had stolen from my Dad's diary were sadly up in flames. It meant for me to start all over again. They were my source of revenge and understanding of the mess my life had fallen into. So, I decided to go back to where all this started. Home.Thank goodness that Lanson didn't light t when I told him I wanted to go on a walk. With the cash he gave me, as soon as his car was out of sight, I swallowed hard and stopped a cab, driving straight to where I once called home.Entering the familiar neighborhood, nostalgia set in but I locked them out. No, I was here for a purpose and I was going to fulfill it.What kept ringing in my head were the words inscribed on my Dad's diary. I gave in to my thoughts and called straight to the little flower garden a stone's throw from where