Alora’s POVThe next few months with Nathan felt like a fresh start. After accepting him into my life, everything just... clicked. I don’t know how to explain it but the life I was used to has changed into a softer one. The fact that I’m not running away from Rune makes life so much easier now. He knows where I was but won’t bother me. There is a sense of freedom that comes with that. With having Nathan as my partner. He was there every day making sure Nevaeh and I had food and warmth and company. We fell into a rhythm sooner like waking up together, taking care of Nevaeh, and talking over meals he hunted and cooked. He was steady and I began to wonder why I’d ever wasted my time hoping for Rune to come back. Why I hadn’t thought about being with someone else other than Rune? Nathan introduced me to a few of his friends in the forest. They lived nearby though not too close and seemed to genuinely welcome me into their small hidden community. They all wear tropical fits! They were
Alora’s POVI didn’t like the direction our conversation was heading not one bit. Nathan kept saying I didn’t need to worry about my father insisting he wouldn’t harm me. But that wasn’t what I was worried about. I just wasn’t ready. Not yet. I had left all of that behind for a reason and bringing up my father’s name felt like digging up something I wasn’t prepared to face. I had met my mother and it was all chaos Will my life ever be normal like other peoples? Or will I have to keep facing one problem after another because I was born by a goddess? Why was I mortal if my mother was even goddess? Things would have really been better if I had lived with her. But no they threw me into the wolves wicked cruel mouths. I shook my head and pulled back but Nathan reached out his expression soft and understanding. I love just how different he was from Rune. So different that it melts my heart. “Hey,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “It’s okay. You don’t have to face him until you’re rea
Alora’s POV I tried to clean the stain on the floor but it is not coming off and I’m sure the maids intentionally left it for me to clean when they couldn’t do it. I let out a frustrated sigh and tuck the strand of my hair away from my face. The hair that is getting me into so much trouble recently that I want to cut it all off. Adding more bleach on the stain, I tried to scrub some more then I heard the click clacks of high heels and knew I was in for another badge of trouble this early morning. “Where the fuck is she?" I heard Cielle cursing in a shriek-y voice of hers that startled me. I rushed out of the bathroom in a hurry before she thought I’m slacking off. I was very tired this entire week because I got up at 5 am every day to do the cleaning under Cielle’s order. It’s not like I can say no to the princess of the house when she wants to be a brat. No one could actually. She does what she wants anytime she wants to whoever she decides to fuck. Although I was also m
Alora’s POVEveryone disappeared from the living room leaving me alone. I looked at the expensive suitcase Rune came back with and decided to let the butler take it to his room instead. I don’t want to go there and cause myself unnecessary trouble when he just showed that he didn’t care an ounce about me. Not that I don’t know but hope is my biggest weakness. With a small sigh, I went to the kitchen to get the meals I cooked the entire morning along with a few other maids though they were gossiping all around about things I don’t care about and I did most of the work. I arranged the dining room, kept Rune’s silver utensils the way he likes them. One wrong misstep and I will be punished for it. I hope he doesn’t summon me today because I’m really not in the mood. An hour later while I was standing beside the wall patiently waiting for them to come in so I could serve them, they started filing in one after the other. Mother and father first followed by Rune and Cielle. In the middl
Alora’s POV Rune and I have been having an illicit relationship for three years now though we have been hiding it from everyone including father and mother. Of course, Cielle too. It started when he found out I wasn’t his biological sister and he wanted to have sex with me. It is forbidden. Rune is someone I have always known to be my brother my entire life. After I was told I wasn't his biological sister five years ago, Rune's attitude towards me changed drastically. Like this was the leverage he had been waiting for his whole life. He started touching my body secretly at every given opportunity. Beneath the table. In the car going somewhere. He just started doing weird things I didn’t get. Until the night of my eighteenth birthday, when he broke into my room and took my virginity. He was gentle with me but that didn’t mean he didn’t take advantage of me at the same time. I had fought back fiercely, did everything I could at that time but nothing happened. I even reported
Alora’s POV The next morning I woke up feeling a little nauseous and I retched a bit before I went downstairs to make breakfast. I think this has to do with what Rune made me do yesterday night. He forced me to take his entire length from behind while my head is hanging. All blood had rushed to my head at the new position but as always, I didn’t complain. Making my way down to the kitchen, I brought out the ingredients for everyone's favorite food while thinking about how I am going to escape from this pack unnoticed. I don’t want drama. The only person that will create problems for me is Rune. He has been on my tail twenty four seven since they fixed Cielle and Dylan’s wedding date. While I was making pancakes for Cielle, I suddenly remembered something that made me want to throw up again. I haven’t had my period in two months! The pancake burned while I was thinking. My heart skipped a beat in fear and terror ...Rune never used condoms because I was barren. We went t
Rune’s POV I don’t know what is happening but there is something off about Alora lately. She has been sluggish and doesn’t like meeting my eyes whenever she works. Even while I am fucking her. I plan to find out what is going on with her tonight because ain’t no way she’s going to keep being off and I won’t react. I miss her. I know what we have isn’t something to miss when it is lost but I do. I realized I was obsessed with Alora when she was just twelve years old. I couldn’t breathe when she wasn’t around. My parents and even I thought it was because she is my sister and brothers are meant to protect their sisters but this feeling is so deep rooted that I went to therapy in the human world. Nobody knows about that but after my eighteenth birthday, I knew something was off with what I felt for my red haired sister. The therapist told me there was obsession and I agreed. There is no way what I felt for Alora is normal. Then she came to the age where men flaunt all
Alora’s POV I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white as I sped down the empty road. The dark forest blurred past my windows, and the pounding rhythm of the music I blasted drowned out my racing thoughts. I knew I had taken Rune by surprise, leaving him no time to react. He wouldn't realize I was gone until I was far beyond his reach. I had made sure of that.Each beat of the song matched the thud of my heart, adrenaline coursing through my veins. I had been meticulous, waiting for the perfect moment when his guard was down. Slipping away undetected had taken every ounce of my cunning and courage, but now, with the wind rushing through the cracked window and freedom within my grasp, I felt a fleeting sense of triumph.My mind flashed back to the house I had just left, Rune’s looming presence and the constant dread that hung over me. But now, for the first time in years, I felt a sliver of hope. The headlights of my car cut through the night, guiding me toward
Alora’s POVI didn’t like the direction our conversation was heading not one bit. Nathan kept saying I didn’t need to worry about my father insisting he wouldn’t harm me. But that wasn’t what I was worried about. I just wasn’t ready. Not yet. I had left all of that behind for a reason and bringing up my father’s name felt like digging up something I wasn’t prepared to face. I had met my mother and it was all chaos Will my life ever be normal like other peoples? Or will I have to keep facing one problem after another because I was born by a goddess? Why was I mortal if my mother was even goddess? Things would have really been better if I had lived with her. But no they threw me into the wolves wicked cruel mouths. I shook my head and pulled back but Nathan reached out his expression soft and understanding. I love just how different he was from Rune. So different that it melts my heart. “Hey,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “It’s okay. You don’t have to face him until you’re rea
Alora’s POVThe next few months with Nathan felt like a fresh start. After accepting him into my life, everything just... clicked. I don’t know how to explain it but the life I was used to has changed into a softer one. The fact that I’m not running away from Rune makes life so much easier now. He knows where I was but won’t bother me. There is a sense of freedom that comes with that. With having Nathan as my partner. He was there every day making sure Nevaeh and I had food and warmth and company. We fell into a rhythm sooner like waking up together, taking care of Nevaeh, and talking over meals he hunted and cooked. He was steady and I began to wonder why I’d ever wasted my time hoping for Rune to come back. Why I hadn’t thought about being with someone else other than Rune? Nathan introduced me to a few of his friends in the forest. They lived nearby though not too close and seemed to genuinely welcome me into their small hidden community. They all wear tropical fits! They were
Alora’s POVDays turned into weeks and the cave became a little more like home. Every morning, Nathan would be there at dawn bringing freshly roasted meat, berries, or a flask of water from the nearby stream. It was a routine that became oddly comforting. Each time he brought food he would sit with Nevaeh and me laughing and telling stories that made the cave feel a little less like a prison. Sometimes, he would sing softly to Nevaeh, and she would giggle her tiny hands reaching for his dark hair or the collar of his shirt. My heart would ache because she will grow up thinking him her father. One morning, he arrived with something different which surprised me. It was a small bunch of wildflowers their delicate petals gleaming in the light of day. “For you,” he said, his voice softer than usual while his gaze lingered a little too long on my face. I took them with a hesitant smil my heart skipping a beat but I brushed off the feeling. After all, he was just being kind. But then Na
Alora’s POVThe next morning I woke up to the scent of roasted meat that filled the cave. It was the fifth day in a row that food had mysteriously appeared, always placed at the edge of the cave far enough away that it seemed like whoever was delivering it didn’t want to intrude. It was always the same, roasted animal meat still warm, smelling so tempting that I couldn’t help but devour it the moment I woke up. It wasn’t elegant, it wasn’t pretty, but I ate like I hadn’t seen food in days because I hadn’t. For the first three days I’d survived on nothing but hope and desperation. The thought that Rune might come back had kept me going but now... now, I was just clinging to whatever kept my body strong enough to move. I need to feed my daughter with the little food I have in my tummy. The sixth day passed the same way food left at the entrance, hot and ready. I wondered if the woman from Rune’s pack was behind it, realizing Rune wasn’t coming back. It was a comfort to imagine that
Alora’s POVI woke up the next morning, the bed cold and empty beside me. Rune was gone. I blinked up at the dim cave ceiling, feeling the chill settle around me as I stretched my aching limbs. I smiled thinking about yesterday night and how Rune took what he wanted without reserve. My whole body was worn out sore in places I didn’t even know could ache. But it was a good kind of exhaustion, the kind that came after the best sleep I’ve had in forever. I hope we can do it again soon to forget all about our future problems. Pulling on my clothes I glanced at Nevaeh, still fast asleep in her crib. Relief hit me like a wave as I noticed her breathing was steady and calm, her tiny chest rising and falling like it should. She is alright. My eyes stung and I had to swallow back the emotion that swelled in my throat. I leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead feeling her soft warmth against my lips. I had almost given up almost thought I'd lose her, and now, here she was alive
Alora’s POV He has so much control this night. I don’t have it but he seem to have tons of it tonight. I tried to steady myself, hands pressing into the rough stone floor of the cave, but he reached out and gripped my wrists guiding them back to hold myself open for him. “Don’t let go,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. The tone was laced with a hint of danger, one I’d grown both wary of and drawn to. Then, I felt the cool sensation of liquid against me. Is that his… saliva? My pulse quickened as he spread it over my most sensitive areas, each touch deliberate and torturously slow. Before I could even brace myself, Rune’s hands tightened on my hips, and in one swift, powerful thrust, he entered me. The force made me gasp, the shock of it going through me as his body claimed mine entirely. The sensation was overwhelming, his presence consuming, leaving me no room to breathe or think, only to feel. His breath was hot against my neck and his dark whisper sent a thri
Alora’s POVIn the dim light of the cave, the raw, primal need in Rune’s gaze felt like a live wire running through the air. He’d never looked at me like this before, with tensed lust, mixed with a fierce restraint that made the moment even more intoxicating. For me, every surge of arousal was fueled by my feelings for him. I wanted him more with each passing second, even as a flicker of nerves darted through me. “Turn around and walk to the bed,” he commanded, his voice gravelly.I turned slowly, letting my hips sway, feeling the weight of his gaze on me, heavy and searing. His need for control, for ownership, was almost palpable, and I knew he was savoring every inch of me.Nevaeh was in a crib by the fire to keep her warmer. I wonder how that strange woman knew but then I’m done questioning the reality I’m in now. “Get on your knees at the foot of it, face down, ass up” he said, voice low.I sucked in a breath, anticipation pooling in my core, and eased into the position, the ro
Alora’s POVHis tone held an edge that was unmistakable, and my pulse raced at the authority in his voice. This was different. This was the Rune that likes to play and doesn’t care we are in a cave right now with our daughter feet away. Rune had always been the one to reach for me first, to take charge by peeling away the layers himself, rough and impatient. But this... this felt like a test, like he wanted me to submit in every situation we were in. “Why…?” The word slipped out before I could stop it, but his expression hardened.“Don’t ask questions. When I tell you to strip, you strip. Now.” He said, his expression blank but heated. I flinched, my body reacting not out of fear but from the raw intensity in his voice. His gaze held me captive, and despite the ache of everything happening around us, the danger that loomed, this moment was our escape. My hands rose to the hem of my silk gown, trembling, anticipation curling in my stomach as I hesitated. The cave’s cool air prickl
Alora’s POVThe weight of everything we’d learned (the prophecies, the warnings, the strange woman with her cryptic knowledge) was too much. I felt like I was drowning under layers of secrets and mysteries, each one pulling me deeper. I couldn’t think straight, couldn’t focus. All I knew was that I needed relief, something to steady me, to quiet my mind and body. And I know where to get it. I know who would take away my worries and make me forget the last few weeks. I lay Nevaeh down gently on the plush bed, brushing a tender hand over her tiny arm, making sure she was safe and breathing steadily. But as I stepped back, my chest was tight, my nerves stretched so thin that I felt like I might snap. Yes, the cave has a little chamber with old stuff inside but very comfortable and warm. Like an old woman’s little haven. Turning, I found Rune’s gaze on me. His presence was a strange comfort in this overwhelming night. Without a word, I stepped toward him, closing the space between us