Laura's POVJust like that, it is nighttime already. Surprisingly for me, Richard has not come to look for me or Brandon. As a matter of fact, no one has come to look for Brandon. It is a bit shocking and strange. Where is Richard? Is he okay? Is he taking any punishments from Alpha Victor right now? I hope Richard does not tell Alpha Victor about Brandon though or else that would worsen the case. Alpha Victor could come back just to wreak havoc."Richard is going to be okay, he is a strong man," Brandon says. As if he can read my thoughts. I watch him sitting comfortably on the couch with a book in his hand. I had insisted earlier that he take the bed and I take the couch, he did not refuse though. He just said he was not ready to sleep yet."How are you so sure about that? Everyone has their weak moments especially when it has something to do with the ones we love the most." I state with a heavy sigh. How is he holding up? How has he been coping ever sin
Laura's POV"Get up Laura, I am ready to sleep!" Brandon whines. I ignore and ponder deeper on why and how Richard got to work for Alpha Victor. I mean for him to have become Alpha Victor's right-hand man then that means he must have been by Alpha Victor's side through thick and thin for years. It does not seem as if Richard was a captive, rather it feels like Richard willingly offered himself as a tribute to be Alpha Victor's right-hand man."So how were you able to reach Richard's family? Why did you even do it in the first place? How did you not get into trouble with Alpha Victor for helping Richard?" I throw questions at Brandon with curiosity laced in my tone. Brandon on the other hand seems to be more focused on sleeping."I do not know Laura. It just happened and that is all I can tell you. Plus why does that matter anyway? It is good news that I will not be getting into trouble with Richard so you should be concerned about that and less about what
Laura's POVI release a heavy sigh for the umpteenth time and rub my temples in frustration. I pace my room with my eyes roaming space, hoping I will not forget anything at all. My parents are having us move from town for an uncountable amount of time. I have never had a stable life ever since I was born. I can always remember us moving from one place to another for some reason that remained unknown to me up until now that I am eighteen years of age. They should be able to tell me what they think and their plans for me, but no, they would rather just keep me in the darkness where they assumed I belonged.I remember that this is the reason why I never had friends, and I will most likely never have friends. It is because my parents always make us move when I finally get attached to someone.They feel it is nothing for them, but it is a huge deal for me that I have to live up to for the rest of my life. Sometimes, I try to understand them and wonder if it is for my good, but then I real
Laura's POVJust like that, it has been five years since I got trapped in this hellhole. Five years since my parents abandoned me in this place for their selfish desires.I cower in the corner of my cell, the cold stone walls closing in on me like a vice. One would have thought that I would have lost count of the days since Victor, the ruthless Alpha, took me captive. The darkness is suffocating, the silence is deafening, and the environment is sickening.I just count my days, and I number them, hopefully waiting for the day my prince in shining armour will come for me and rescue me from the captivity of Alpha Victor.I am a prisoner and this room is my cell, regardless of the fancy decor, the queen-sized bed, the flat-screen television, the wardrobe with fancy clothes in it, and the glass doors that lead to the balcony. Regardless of the fresh air that comes from the balcony, I still feel locked up, and I feel suffocated. I am a pawn in Alpha Victor's game of power and control. My
Laura's POVI stare at myself through the large mirror in front of me, I have a look of disdain on my face as I watch one of the maids apply makeup carefully on my face while the other maid helps me braid my hair into a ponytail and fix decorative hair clips on it.Ever since I got locked up here, I can not help but always look at myself with disdain and disappointment. I have grown to hate myself for being this weak and powerless. I can't look at myself for two minutes straight without wanting to smash the mirror against the wall. I hate myself and my reflection. Most importantly, I hate the reality that I will be stuck here for eternity.The maids finished by helping me dress up like a doll. They all step backwards and allow me to gaze at myself, but I do the opposite of that by just dismissing them off.I rose to my feet and cleared my throat. Just play this game, Laura, and play it right to avoid any more trouble from Alpha Victor. Whenever I stand up for myself, it just feels li
Laura's POV"Marriage? I did not have such a type of deal with you, Victor. You and I never talked about marriage?" I said to him, opening the door to the room I was staying in, slamming it right in his face.How dare he? Marriage? Talk about marriage in front of his siblings when we both never even talked about marriage."It is Alpha Victor to you, and do not dare to speak to me in that tone ever in your life, Laura!" Alpha Victor yells at me, pushing away all the makeup equipment on the vanity and smashing the mirror against the wall in anger. I flinch at the shattering sound of glass, and a piece of glass from the mirror drops in front of me, almost piercing my foot."I will never marry you legally, Victor! Never in my life! Is it not already enough that you have me as your captive!" I yelled back at him, running a hand through my brown hair, flinging away the hair decor on my hair."Five years, Laura! I waited five funky years for you to grow up, yet you are still stuck in that de
Laura's POVI gulp a lump down my throat and the hairs on my skin rise as I turn around to gaze at no one other than Alpha Victor himself. What is he doing here? Did he know about my escape plan? There is no possible way he could have known, I never even made it obvious at all.I look down at the window and cast a glance at Alpha Victor, he just arches his left brow at me waiting for me to make a decision. Do I jump down and probably sprain my ankle or do I give up and accept my fate as it is? Do I accept my fate as the future wife to Alpha Victor? Is that a better option than being stuck in the hospital with a few broken bones? Even if I managed to jump down, I would injure myself which means I would probably be unable to escape and that only means one thing. I go to the hospital and spend some weeks there trying to survive, right after that, I return to my place as Victor's wife.It does not change anything to be very honest, it only postpones the wedding and that does not make me f
Laura's POV Today is the worst day of my life, for other people, they would see today as the best day of their lives, a day to never forget. That is what I am supposed to see today as but it is quite the opposite for me, not exactly since today is a day I will never forget throughout my years of living on earth, not for a good thing but for a really horrible reason. The trauma I have faced is not something I think I can ever recover from. I thought the most horrible day of my life would be the day I lose any of my loved ones but now that I think about it, I do not have any loved ones. My dad and mum that I actually thought I could tag as family betrayed me five years ago. Now I have to bear the consequences of their actions every day of my life. Sometimes, I curse them and wish that they never find peace and on some other days, I just pity them and wish them good luck in whatever they have in mind to do. I on the other hand am stuck with this fate. It is bound to happen."Ma'am, you
Laura's POV"Get up Laura, I am ready to sleep!" Brandon whines. I ignore and ponder deeper on why and how Richard got to work for Alpha Victor. I mean for him to have become Alpha Victor's right-hand man then that means he must have been by Alpha Victor's side through thick and thin for years. It does not seem as if Richard was a captive, rather it feels like Richard willingly offered himself as a tribute to be Alpha Victor's right-hand man."So how were you able to reach Richard's family? Why did you even do it in the first place? How did you not get into trouble with Alpha Victor for helping Richard?" I throw questions at Brandon with curiosity laced in my tone. Brandon on the other hand seems to be more focused on sleeping."I do not know Laura. It just happened and that is all I can tell you. Plus why does that matter anyway? It is good news that I will not be getting into trouble with Richard so you should be concerned about that and less about what
Laura's POVJust like that, it is nighttime already. Surprisingly for me, Richard has not come to look for me or Brandon. As a matter of fact, no one has come to look for Brandon. It is a bit shocking and strange. Where is Richard? Is he okay? Is he taking any punishments from Alpha Victor right now? I hope Richard does not tell Alpha Victor about Brandon though or else that would worsen the case. Alpha Victor could come back just to wreak havoc."Richard is going to be okay, he is a strong man," Brandon says. As if he can read my thoughts. I watch him sitting comfortably on the couch with a book in his hand. I had insisted earlier that he take the bed and I take the couch, he did not refuse though. He just said he was not ready to sleep yet."How are you so sure about that? Everyone has their weak moments especially when it has something to do with the ones we love the most." I state with a heavy sigh. How is he holding up? How has he been coping ever sin
Laura's POV What? Did Brandon just say he wants to spend the night with me? My cheeks flush red in embarrassment and my legs begin to tremble. Or wait, did I even hear him right? A part of me wishes I heard him right while the other part is just too embarrassed to process it."What?" I ask with my eyes widened in shock."Oh, you did not hear me. Maybe I would need to say that a lot more louder." Brandon mutters the last statement to himself with a grin plastered on his face. He seems to be enjoying this, teasing me. He walks towards me and leans closer to whisper into my ears "Can I spend the night with you?" Damn, his hot breath dangles around my bare skin, giving me goosebumps and the warmth coming from his body close to mine makes my heart skip a beat."No." I blurt out. Brandon pulls away and gazes at me with a look of shock plastered on his face. "No, like no you are not interested?" He asks with a raised brow. I release a heavy sigh and this time, I have to let go of his wrist
Laura's POV "Brandon, you are such a fucking idiot and I hope you know that you are going to regret this!" Ella spits at him. She casts one last glance at me before walking out of my room. Damn it! Now I just got Ella angry too. What is wrong with me? Look at how I have turned everything into a mess in just a span of hours. If only I had listened to everyone around me then maybe I would not have caused this mess."Hey hey, Laura. You need to listen to me, alright?" Brandon walks towards me. He places his hand on my shoulder and rubs it gently. I bite my lower lip to hold back the tears that threaten to fall from my eyes. I am going to break down into tears anytime from now, I am just trying my best not to in front of Brandon."From now on, I want you to listen to me. No one else but me. Okay? Listen to just me and only my voice." Brandon says. His eyes flash with pity and concern. I can not help but wonder why Brandon has been so nice to me from the onset. To the extent of him riskin
Laura's POVBrandon pulls me up the stairs without saying a single word to me. I hear Richard yell our names several times but we both choose to ignore him, well the reason I choose to ignore him is because of Brandon. He does not say a word and neither do I. We freeze right in front of my room door, Brandon pushes the door open, drags me into my room and shuts the door behind us.He lets go of my wrist and leans on the door, he releases a heavy sigh and rubs his head in frustration. I gulp a lump down my throat and bow my head low, prepared to hear him yell at me. Tears well up my eyes and I bite my lower lip to try my best to stop myself from bursting into tears. That would only make it seem like I am trying to play the victim here and I have no right to do such. I am the cause of all of this and I should be able to own up to my own mistakes not hide from them.So I prepare and patiently wait for Brandon to yell at me and tell me "I told you so but
Laura's POVI watch Richard place the phone close to his mouth and utter his words slowly "It is Laura, she wants to speak to you about moving." Richard blurts out. Alpha Victor goes quiet, my heart begins to race extremely fast and my eyesight becomes blurry. I stagger backwards and hastily lean on the wall for support as Richard stretches the phone out in my direction."Let her speak, I am all ears." Alpha Victor says through gritted teeth. I do not know what to say. I can not believe I even thought of holding an actual conversation with Alpha Victor. I guess it is because I have forgotten how scary and abusive he is but with the way I have seen him speak to Richard, I am reminded of all of his abusive actions towards him and I suddenly do not want to speak to him anymore. I am willing to move, I have accepted my fate just as it is and I am ready to move. I will go anywhere and do anything he asks of me."You heard Alpha Victor, Laura
Laura's POV What is wrong with me? I am so frustrated right now and everything seems to be messing with my head and making me act up. First, I am asked to n9t participate in the training and as if that is not already enough hassle, the people I expected, rather than the person I expected to stand by me did the exact opposite by asking me to leave. Fine, as if that is not already a big problem. Richard here tells me I am selfish and self-centred just like Alpha Victor but nobody understands that I have learnt to survive, nobody understands what I have been through. Throughout those five years, under the captivity of Alpha Victor, I was treated like a slave. Nothing good ever happens to me when I choose to place others above myself. All I get in return is bad luck which is why I have decided to protect myself at all costs.I do not care if I am categorized as selfish or self-centred. As long as I am protecting myself then I will accept those words. After all the people judging me are t
Laura's POV "Goodbye!" I yell at her. I push Ella out of the way and slowly begin to walk away but I hear Ella yell something really loud and meaningful which causes me to freeze in my steps and turn to gaze at her."Put yourself in Brandon's shoes and try to comprehend what I am talking about." Those were her words. I raise a brow at her but surprisingly she just ignores me, she brushes past me and begins to walk away. Wow, she is sassy but that aside, she does have a point. Brandon is a mere guard and he has already risked so much for me. I am sure if he dared to say anything to Richard like plead with him to make me stay, it could put him in trouble. It is already enough that stupid Richard thinks I and Brandon are screwing each other.I shudder at the thought of that and hastily brush it off. Brandon is not at fault for anything but that does not mean I would stop here. That does not mean I would agree to leave this place. I understand Brandon if he does not want to defend me or
Laura's POV I suddenly feel bad and I feel like Brandon may have had a point when he said I was overreacting. The truth is I am just scared of starting over again with a different set of people, new faces and new environment. Everything just scares me. I never thought I would say this but with Alpha Victor's absence, Brandon, Ella and even Richard. With them, this place has been bearable for me. I can not say I entirely like it here because Richard still pretty much pisses me off most of the time but what I can say for sure is that this place is not as bad as it used to be a few weeks back.I can remember how I used to cry my eyes out a lot when I first moved here, I was abused and I was naive too. I missed my parents and each day I wondered what would have happened to me, how my life would have been if my parents did not have to sell me off just like that to Alpha Victor.Would my life have been any better? Less miserable maybe. What would I have become? Would I still be living unde