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 POVWaking up the next morning, my stomach growled loudly, reminding me that it had been far too long since I'd eaten a proper meal. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and stretched, taking in the dimly lit motel room. It wasn't much, but for now, it was my safe haven. I climbed out of bed, feeling the coolness of the floor beneath my feet, and made my way to the bathroom. The faucet squeaked as I turned it on, and the shower sputtered to life. The bathroom was far from perfect—the tiles cracked, and the mirror slightly fogged—but it was functional. I let the water run for a minute before stepping under the lukewarm spray, grateful for any semblance of normalcy. After the shower, I dried off and dug through my suitcase for something inconspicuous to wear. I chose the baggiest clothes I had, a pair of worn jeans and an oversized hoodie, hoping to blend in as much as possible. I pulled the hood over my head, concealing my hair, and slipped on a pair of sunglasses. With my stoma
Rune’s POV The days stretched on, each one more agonising than the last. I paced the length of my office, my mind racing with a thousand thoughts. My fists clenched and unclenched, the tension in my body coiled tight like a spring ready to snap. The constant thrum of worry and anger pounded in my head, and the gnawing fear that I might never find her clawed at my insides. How dare she run away? Who gave her the audacity to think she could escape me? The guards had been out searching for her for days now, scouring every inch of the territory and beyond, yet every time they returned, it was with the same disheartening news. Nothing. No trace of Alora. Each failure only stoked the flames of my fury, and I found myself growing more unhinged with each passing hour. One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the grounds, the guards returned once more. I could see the defeat in their eyes even before they spoke, and it made my blood boil. "Wha
Alora’s POVWeeks melted into each other and every day felt the same. It filled with pain, humiliation and torment. The cycle had become my life and when I caught glimpses of myself in the shiny stone walls of the cave didn’t even recognize the skeletal figure staring back. I refuse to believe I was the one in the reflection. Nathan made sure there was food but my body rejected most of it. I couldn’t stomach the thought of eating something that came from him. But for Nevaeh I forced myself to keep going. She needed me to feed her. Nathan’s twisted obsession with her was the only thing keeping her safe and I clung to that fragile hope, even as I felt my sanity slipping further away. My memories were fading like smoke. Faces, names, moments, words, they all blurred together until I could barely tell what was real anymore. Nora and her friend had been dragged into this nightmare too. Their faces were hollow their bodies bruised and I couldn’t even begin to imagine what horrors th
Alora’s POVThe next two days were a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. Every moment bled into the next in a loop of humiliation and despair. Nathan made sure I ate and slept only enough to keep going, just enough to stay alive. He called Nevaeh his "power weapon" now his voice full of twisted reverence. He stared at her like his only salvation. Every time I fed her, his eyes would follow my every movement, a dark hunger lurking there. Once, he tried to reach out and touch my breasts his hand hovering too close to Nevaeh’s tiny body. I shoved him away, my eyes burning with a fury. I can’t believe I almost gave this bastard a chance. He only laughed telling me he’d get his way eventually, that it was only a matter of time. He refused to let me cover my upper body, using the excuse that it was easier to feed Nevaeh that way. My lower half was clothed but every time I sat in that cave, bare from the waist up I felt the shame digging deeper, a constant reminder of how powerless I was.
Alora’s POVNevaeh’s soft giggle pulled my attention and I blinked at them. I had blacked out after taking that dark liquid. I hated that she was in his arms. I want to yank her away but I don’t have strength left in me. Nathan had her in his arms now, spinning her around by the fire he’d built playing as if nothing was wrong. The sight turned my blood to ice. This is so wrong and many levels. My little girl is laughing and cooing while I lay helpless, drugged and broken. I felt the effects of whatever he’d made me drink, settling in one at a time. My limbs are going heavy, my thoughts are clouding.Nathan’s expression shifted as he walked over, his eyes dark with some twisted sense of pleasure at seeing me like this. He grabbed my chin, yanking my face up to his. Then he kissed me, hard and brutal, forcing my lips apart until I tasted blood. I pushed back but he held me firm until he’d had his fill. Until he made sure I had no more strength left. With a disgusted shove, he pushe
Alora’s POVWe waited until the third day so he wouldn't suspect a thing before carefully crafting our excuse to send Nathan to the farthest part of the forest to get me something. Anything. He was reluctant at first, eyeing me like he sensed something was off but I managed to play it cool and gave him a coy smile he couldn’t resist. He even leaned in for a sweet kiss. It took everything in me not to flinch under his gaze. I smiled, acted as though nothing was wrong and he finally left, disappearing through the trees with a promise to return soon.The second he was out of sight, panic and urgency settled over us like a cloud. Nora’s friends, all five of them, looked terrified with wide eyes and started darting around like they expected Nathan to pop out from the shadows. But there was no time to reassure them; we had to move. Without a word I grabbed Nevaeh and ran. The forest flew by in a blur, the cold air stinging my lungs as we sprinted, not daring to slow down. We didn’t spea
Alora’s POVI slid off the bed adjusting the blanket around me before following Nora outside. Nathan stayed behind, settling back beside Nevaeh as if nothing had happened. My footsteps echoed each one heavy with confusion and the sting of interrupted intimacy. I wasn’t sure I wanted to sleep with Nathan. Okay maybe I want to scrape Rune off of me but I’m also glad she interrupted. The second we were out of the cave, Nora’s gaze pinned me like a knife. She was glaring at me, her eyes full of fury and something else that looked like fear. Maybe. It felt like she wanted to lash out, to scream, or even to attack, but I didn’t flinch. I’d seen enough betrayal to keep my emotions steady. “What’s your problem?” I asked, barely holding back my own frustration. “What’s wrong with you?”Her mouth twisted into a bitter smile, shaking her head as if I were the most pathetic thing she’d ever seen. I hate when people think I’m an idiot. “You’re more stupid than I thought,” she spat. I felt the
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