Laura's POV
"What are you then?" I ask Ella with my eyes wide open in horror. Ella chuckles at the look on my face. She rolls her eyes at me and says "Why are you worried that I might be the Luna?" She raises a brow at me.
"Please tell me that you are not the Luna." I retort flashing her pleading eyes while deep down inside of me, I pray to the Moon Goddess that Ella is not the Luna of the Evermore pack. If she is, then I would hate Brandon for eternity. I am already pissed at him for not telling me all of this. It means he never really took me as a friend for him to have to hide all these things from me. I am very sure he was the one who told Ella to keep it a secret from me too. It means Brandon does not trust me at all. I trusted him but he never trusted me and I am so stupid for just realizing all of that now. Our friendship was one-sided and I hate to admit that.
"I am not the Luna of Evermore pack." Ella blurts out. I release a heavy sigh of relief a
Laura's POVTwo days ago, Ella told me everything. She told me the whole truth about Brandon and ever since then, I have felt like a total fool. All these while, I thought the Moon Goddess had finally blessed me by sending a companion or at least someone I thought I could call a friend but turns out, that all of that was just a fallacy. I was deceived by Brandon. Now I truly just want to disappear and never return.It has also been two days and that traitor, Brandon has not shown his face anywhere around here. Somehow deep down inside of me, I still want to believe that all that Ella said is a lie. A part of me is still holding out for Brandon and waiting for him to come to me and confess that he truly cares about me.Two days have also passed, and Richard has returned to the pack house, although he has been in his room ever since he returned. I plan to see him today, not just to apologize but because I have also made my decision that I will move to
Laura's POV"The place is not ready yet actually. Some renovations are going on. Alpha Victor wants the security to be tighter." Richard explains, wiping a drop of sweat from his forehead. I scoff and roll my eyes at him. "How is any of that my business?" I fire."Well, what I am trying to say is that you still have a few days to rest at the pack house. We do not have to move now." Richard says. He pauses to rub the back of his neck and eyes me with a look of concern plastered on his face."What I am trying to say is that I want to leave tomorrow. Do I no longer have a choice in this? Should each of my actions be controlled? I can no longer make my own decision?" I snap at Richard. He looks taken aback by my sudden outburst. Richard staggers backwards and raises his hands at me in mock surrender."Calm down Laura. I am not the cause of whatever fight happened between you and your friend so please can you try not to transfer all the aggression
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"The place is not ready yet actually. Some renovations are going on. Alpha Victor wants the security to be tighter." Richard explains, wiping a drop of sweat from his forehead. I scoff and roll my eyes at him. "How is any of that my business?" I fire."Well, what I am trying to say is that you still have a few days to rest at the pack house. We do not have to move now." Richard says. He pauses to rub the back of his neck and eyes me with a look of concern plastered on his face."What I am trying to say is that I want to leave tomorrow. Do I no longer have a choice in this? Should each of my actions be controlled? I can no longer make my own decision?" I snap at Richard. He looks taken aback by my sudden outburst. Richard staggers backwards and raises his hands at me in mock surrender."Calm down Laura. I am not the cause of whatever fight happened between you and your friend so please can you try not to transfer all the aggression
Laura's POVTwo days ago, Ella told me everything. She told me the whole truth about Brandon and ever since then, I have felt like a total fool. All these while, I thought the Moon Goddess had finally blessed me by sending a companion or at least someone I thought I could call a friend but turns out, that all of that was just a fallacy. I was deceived by Brandon. Now I truly just want to disappear and never return.It has also been two days and that traitor, Brandon has not shown his face anywhere around here. Somehow deep down inside of me, I still want to believe that all that Ella said is a lie. A part of me is still holding out for Brandon and waiting for him to come to me and confess that he truly cares about me.Two days have also passed, and Richard has returned to the pack house, although he has been in his room ever since he returned. I plan to see him today, not just to apologize but because I have also made my decision that I will move to
Laura's POV"What are you then?" I ask Ella with my eyes wide open in horror. Ella chuckles at the look on my face. She rolls her eyes at me and says "Why are you worried that I might be the Luna?" She raises a brow at me."Please tell me that you are not the Luna." I retort flashing her pleading eyes while deep down inside of me, I pray to the Moon Goddess that Ella is not the Luna of the Evermore pack. If she is, then I would hate Brandon for eternity. I am already pissed at him for not telling me all of this. It means he never really took me as a friend for him to have to hide all these things from me. I am very sure he was the one who told Ella to keep it a secret from me too. It means Brandon does not trust me at all. I trusted him but he never trusted me and I am so stupid for just realizing all of that now. Our friendship was one-sided and I hate to admit that."I am not the Luna of Evermore pack." Ella blurts out. I release a heavy sigh of relief a
Laura's POV"That is not my story to tell. Why do you not ask Brandon that when you see him for yourself?" Ella asks. I shake my head in disagreement. I will not settle for Brandon's answer because I know Brandon will never tell me the truth. All he does is lie, he has been lying to me now so what is the assurance that he will tell me the truth now? I would rather hear from Ella myself."Are you sure about that? I mean, who knows when I will get to see Brandon? Plus, are you not the one that asked me to disappear? If you want me to disappear fast, you need to at least tell me what I want." I say in a defiant tone. Ella scoffs. She shakes her head at me and points to the dining chair."Sit and I will tell you everything," Ella says. I nod my head at her and make my way towards the dining chair. My heart races extremely fast as I brace myself for what I am about to hear from Ella. I feel like she has quite a lot to confess and I can not help but feel anxious
Laura's POVI brush past Ella and make my way up the stairs but she suddenly grabs me by the wrist and pulls me backward. I almost trip and fall but I hastily hold onto the wall for support. I turn to gaze at her with a scowl on my face. "What is wrong with you? I could have gotten hurt from falling?" I yell at her."Can you not just get lost? Huh?" Ella asks, this time it looks like she is pleading with me to get lost. What has gotten into her? Why is she being this way towards me?"How about you just leave me the heck alone, Ella." I snap at her but she grabs my wrist and holds onto it tight. "Come on, Laura. You know all of this is your fault. You are so fucking stubborn and you never listen to anyone. All of this is your fault so just save the stress and disappear! Just disappear for good and never return!" Ella yells at me, this time with tears flowing down her cheeks. This feels like my first time seeing Ella cry and I can not help but feel bad
Laura's POVMy next action takes Ella off guard. I snatch the glass of water from her hand and splash the liquid over her face. She gasps loudly and mutters a cuss under her breath and I seize that opportunity to push the door open and run out of my room, not after yelling "Sorry" at her.I make my way down the stairs but I can hear Ella's footsteps trailing behind me. I immediately get the hint that I need to pick up my pace. I must save Brandon, he does not deserve this at all. As I get closer to the dining room where the noise seems to be coming from, the shrieking noise and thudding noise becomes even louder. My goodness, what is Richard doing to Brandon?"Laura, wait. That is not Brandon in trouble." Ella yells but it is too late. I arrive in the dining room and to my uttermost surprise, she is right. Brandon is not the one getting his ass kicked, instead, it is Richard.A group of men dressed in black suits surround Richard. One of them
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