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 to the principal of the Arctic Canines College. When they didn’t do anything. I took it higher. I went to court to sue him for rape which was a mistake because I should have known. Rune is the alpha of the pack. Nothing could be done against him. All my efforts were effortlessly silenced. The entire blame was placed back on me that I was trying to ruin my brother’s image then it turned to a joke. No one believed Rune would do something like that to his sister. Mother and father on the other hand thought I had hit my head somewhere and sent me to the psychiatrist. Since then, I knew nothing was ever going to work for me here. And gradually I gave up resisting along the way and sometimes it is almost pleasurable even though I hate it. A forbidden pleasure. I closed my eyes remembering that first night, a tear fell down my eyes. Every member of the pack looks forward to their eighteenth birthday but not me. I dreaded it. I have changed to my wolf which was a very very weak ginger compared to Cielle’s strong blonde wolf. I could barely move in my wolf form because she was weak and everyone laughed. Mother and father didn’t show it but they praised Cielle for a total of thirty two times while they only said well done to me once and turned their attention on their daughter. It was horrible. Later that night came Rune who took advantage of my broken heart and forced himself on me. He was my first kiss and first everything because he protected me against all boys my age. He said he didn’t want them touching his baby sister when they are not married to me. Then accused me of being wet that night. “Why are you so wet when you are fighting it, Red? You naughty girl.” And then he slid his very big cock inside me. I swallowed, turning away from the frame I just finished cleaning. Apparently, Dylan is coming to see Cielle this evening to discuss their wedding so she wants ME to clean the house. I have been doing that since I came back while the other maids slack off. I know she won’t scold them when she comes, she will only do that to me and if I am not careful she would do worse. I didn’t hear his footsteps and last I saw him, he was leaving the house to go to Goddess knows where but he came out of the blue startling me. I dropped the rag and turned to him. "What did you do this morning?" He asked in a gritty low voice. Nervously wringing my soapy hands, I stuttered, "No, nothing special." Rune smiled coldly like he knew something I didn’t. I hate when he smiles like this. It means I am in trouble and I will only understand that at night. "The surveillance camera caught you riding to work in Dylan’s car. Aren’t you going to tell me about that? Or are you going to deny it?” He cocked an elegant brow up. I quickly explained my point of view. "No, it's because my car broke down in the morning, and Dylan was passing by, so..." "Enough! I don't want to hear it. Anyway, I can't believe you didn't report to me this time, it won't happen again. Do you hear me?” He said coming to my face. I couldn't take it anymore and cursed before I could think things through. “I've had enough! The driver obviously reported all my trips to you, why do I need to report to you?" My chest heaved in anger. Rune grimaced in surprise. He didn’t expect me to bust like that but even I am surprised. I’m just fed up, okay? This is so dreaming. "Because I have to supervise you so that you won’t do anything to harm Cielle. She is already uncomfortable having you around him.” He gripped my skull, his fingers tightening around my hair. I whimpered. “Yes.” “Never try to seduce Dylan, you don't deserve it. And you won’t like what I will do to you! Understand?” His grip tightened then he roughly let go. With that, he turned around and left me standing there in the corridor shaken. I swallowed the lump in my throat. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have cursed at him like that. Tears streamed down my cheeks in rapid succession, each one a silent telltale to the anguish I could no longer contain. As I stood there, the weight of my despair pressing down on me, a fierce determination began to take root in my heart. I am going to leave this forsaken pack this year, I vowed silently, my resolve hardening with every passing second. I have had enough of this maltreatment. I don’t deserve it! No longer would I be their victim. I would find a way to escape, to reclaim my life and my dignity. This torment would end, and I would be free.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 POV As we drove down the winding road towards Sienna’s pack, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of cautious relief. I cast a sideways glance at Sienna, who was humming softly to the music playing in the background. Her warmth and easygoing nature were comforting, especially after the whirlwind of chaos I’d been through. I knew trusting her so quickly might not be the wisest decision, but I was running out of options, and every instinct in me screamed that I needed to get as far away from Arctic Canines and Rune as possible. I forced myself to relax into the seat, trying to savor this fleeting sense of safety.I had taken a huge risk by dropping the magical concealment on my car. The spell had been my shield, my one assurance that I could escape without leaving a trace. But now, with Sienna beside me and the promise of sanctuary at her pack, I decided to let go of that last bit of protection. If Rune did find my car, it wouldn’t matter. I was moving under the jurisdiction of
Alora’s POV As the car rolled to a stop, I felt an icy dread settle deep in my gut. The engine cut off, and the man in the front seat shifted in his seat, but I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The air felt thick, suffocating, as if the very atmosphere had turned against me. I knew this place, even in the dim light of the early morning. The stone walls, the iron gates—it was unmistakable. My heart hammered in my chest as I stared out the window at the entrance to a place I had never thought I would see again. The Arctic Canines dungeon.My breath caught in my throat, and I felt a cold sweat break out across my skin. This wasn’t just a nightmare; it was a well-orchestrated trap, one that I had walked into willingly, naively, with Sienna by my side. I had been so desperate to escape, to find safety, that I had let my guard down. And now, all that trust I’d placed in Sienna, in this stranger who had offered us a ride, felt like poison coursing through my veins.I felt the panic rise within m
Alora’s POVThe cold, damp air of the dungeon clung to my skin as we were dragged further into its depths, the iron chains around our wrists rattling with each reluctant step. Sienna walked beside me, her eyes vacant, like she hadn’t fully processed what was happening. I wanted to say something, anything, to comfort her, but the words stuck in my throat, choked by the rising panic and guilt that threatened to overwhelm me.The guards were silent, their faces expressionless as they led us down a narrow corridor, the dim light barely illuminating the jagged stone walls. Each footfall echoed ominously, amplifying the terror that gripped my heart. The dungeon was not what I had imagined. It wasn’t the hellhole of torturous screams and rusted chains I had pictured in my darkest nightmares, but it was still a place of despair, a place where hope came to die. And now, we were prisoners here, victims of my own desperation and Rune’s unforgiving wrath.We were shoved into a small, cramped r