The door suddenly rattled, jolting me from my panicked thoughts. My grip tightened on the knife, my heart hammering in my chest as I pressed myself against the wall beside the door. The knob twisted, the sound of keys jingling faintly. Someone was coming in.
I held my breath, every muscle in my body tense. The door creaked open, and a shadow fell across the floor. A deep, gravelly voice spoke, low and commanding. "I know you're in here. Come out quietly, and I might go easy on you."
The air felt heavy, suffocating, as I stayed rooted to my spot. He took a step into the room, his boots thudding against the worn floorboards. His scent hit me—a mix of alcohol and something primal, something dangerous.
"Don’t make this harder than it needs to be, the Alpha sent you here in the whorehouse for us to use you" he said, his tone dripping with menace.
I clenched the knife so tightly that the rusted edges bit into my palm. If I had to fight, I would. I wouldn’t go down without a fight. Slowly, he moved further into the room, his back now partially turned to me.
This was my chance.
I lunged, aiming the blade at his side. The attack wasn’t graceful, but it was fueled by desperation. The dull blade barely pierced his thick leather jacket, but the force of the blow startled him. He let out a grunt of surprise and spun around, his eyes blazing with fury.
"You little—!" he snarled, grabbing my wrist with a crushing grip. The knife clattered to the floor as I cried out in pain, trying to wrench free.
Adrenaline surged through me, and I kicked wildly, my foot connecting with his shin. He stumbled back, releasing me just long enough for me to dive for the knife. My fingers closed around it, and I scrambled to my feet, panting.
"You're feisty," he said with a wicked grin, his voice laced with mockery. "But that won't save you. The alpha doesn’t want you"
I held the knife in front of me, shaking but determined. "Stay back!" I warned, my voice steadier than I expected.
He took a step forward, and I backed up, my heart pounding. I felt the cold surface of the wall against my back. Trapped.
Just as he lunged toward me, the sound of rapid footsteps echoed down the hallway. A sharp voice called out, "Leave her alone, Derrick!"
The man hesitated, his head snapping toward the door. Jane stood there, her face pale but her eyes burning with determination. She held a crowbar in her hands, her knuckles white around the handle.
Derrick sneered. "This isn’t your business, Jane."
"It is now," she shot back, stepping into the room. "You touch her, and you'll answer to the Alpha himself. You know the rules."
For a moment, the tension crackled like a live wire. Then, with a growl of frustration, Derrick backed off, spitting on the floor before storming out of the room.
The door slammed shut behind him, and the silence that followed was deafening.
Jane exhaled shakily, lowering the crowbar. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice softer now.
I nodded, though my hands were still trembling. "Why did you help me?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Jane hesitated, her expression unreadable. "Because I know what it’s like to be cornered," she said finally. "And because... maybe you’re stronger than the rest of us."
She turned to leave but paused at the door. "If you want to survive this, you’re going to have to start trusting someone. Even if it’s just a little."
With that, she was gone, leaving me alone with the knife still clutched in my hand and the faint hope that maybe—just maybe—I wasn’t completely alone in this nightmare.
I slumped against the wall, the knife slipping from my fingers to the floor with a dull clink. Jane’s words echoed in my mind, weaving a fragile thread of hope through the despair that threatened to consume me.
Trust someone? The very idea felt foreign, like a language I couldn’t understand. I had survived this long by relying on no one but myself. And yet, Jane had just saved me, risking her own safety in the process. Why?
I pushed myself to my feet, my legs shaky but determined. If I was going to get out of this place, I needed more than defiance and desperation. I needed a plan.
My first step was to gather more information. What was this place, really? How many guards were there? Were there other girls like Jane who could be allies—or at least distractions? I had to know the layout, the routines, the weaknesses. Every prison had cracks, and I was determined to find them.
I crossed the room to the small window, prying at the edges of the nailed-down frame. It didn’t budge, but I could see a sliver of the world outside. The courtyard below was surrounded by high walls topped with razor wire, but I spotted a small gate near the far corner. Two guards stood by it, their postures relaxed. If I could find a way to distract them...
The sound of footsteps in the hallway snapped me back to the present. I moved quickly, grabbing the knife and shoving it into the waistband of my pants. I then closed the door and retreated to the corner of the room.
I sat there for a moment longer, trembling but resolute, as the adrenaline coursing through me began to ebb. My mind was a battlefield of fear and determination. If they thought I was going to quietly accept this fate, they were wrong.I stood and surveyed the room again, searching for anything I might have missed earlier. The dresser had yielded the knife, but it didn’t hold much else—a few scraps of fabric and some tarnished trinkets that wouldn’t help me. My eyes darted toward the vent near the ceiling.It was small—too small for me to fit through—but the screws holding it in place were rusted. If I could open it, maybe I could use it to listen, to learn the patterns of the guards or where they kept the keys. I dragged the chair from the corner of the room over to the vent and climbed up, knife in hand.The blade slipped a few times against the stubborn screws, but eventually, I managed to loosen one. Then another. The metal grille creaked as I pulled it free, revealing the dark tu
When Alpha Kane moved more closer, the knife trembled in my hand, but I didn't let it drop. My chest heaved as I stood my ground, glaring at Alpha Kane. His eyes bore into mine, sharp and calculating, as though he was deciding whether I was worth the effort of subduing or breaking."I won't go back," I growled, my voice shaking but determined. "I'll fight until my last breath before I let you or anyone else control me."His smile faded, replaced by a cold, stoic mask. "You're brave," he said flatly, his tone devoid of emotion. "Braver than most. But bravery doesn't mean much here." He stepped forward, and I instinctively took a step back, only to feel the solid presence of the guards closing in behind me."Stay back!" I shouted, thrusting the knife out in front of me. "I swear I'II-""You'll what?" Kane interrupted, his voice laced with a chilling calm. "Kill me? Stab a guard? Run?" He shook his head, almost pityingly. "You're playing a dangerous game. Do you even know what you're up
The heavy door shut behind me with a resounding thud, and I was once again surrounded by the cold, sterile corridors of this hellish place. The guards didn’t say a word as they led me back to my room. The silence between us was suffocating, thick with unspoken threats. I tried not to meet their eyes, keeping my gaze fixed ahead, my thoughts racing.What did Kane want from me? The offer of comfort and luxury was a trap, I knew that. A way to break me without having to lift a finger. But the way he had spoken—calm, controlled, with that unsettling hint of curiosity—made me wonder if there was something more behind it. I couldn’t let my guard down, not even for a second.When we reached my room, the guards shoved me inside, and I stumbled forward, barely catching myself against the doorframe. They didn’t even lock it behind them. I was left alone again, and the silence in the room felt like a weight pressing down on me.I paced the small space, my mind racing, trying to process everything
The bed sheet was snatched from my body and coldness seeped through my whole body. I felt anger flow through my body but, I ignored it and went on with sleeping." Wake up , wake up", Jane screamed way to loud for my liking. My eyes took so long to open and notice it was already morning. I didn't even remember falling asleep. With no word said ,I sat up on the bed . I was feeling dizzy and my stomach pain was lingering."Am warning you", She started when l failed to sit up. "If you don't get up before else does , nothing will go well for you , you the one who said that you want to shower ,we can only use the bathroom when other slaves are asleep",she said and at that l forced myself up. "Unfortunately I currently have no cloth, they are all short ",She went on."It's fine", l said in a low voice as l stood up. I didn't only have stomach pain but also every muscle in my body twitched in pain . The bones in my back cracked and a faint pang hammered inside of me. I was so hungry."Where
"We chased you for 3 years, you thought you a hero, look here you're", As soon the beta left, one of the guards started and others laughed."You a cursed rogue, imagine being rejected by your own mate","He even decided to make you a pack's slave","Can you keep quiet, I want to do my work in peace", l said in a calm voice. One of them annoyingly laughed as if it was funny. "Look at you, you still have that back bone even after being rejected your own mate", He slammed his hands on the wall above me."Riddle me this , rogue, why are you still alive?", He asked and my brows furrowed. "How are you pulling his strings, we don't want a rogue to be our luna", I remained silent and felt him get angry. He quickly reached out and grabbed my chin roughly then made me look up at him. His nails were digging in my cheeks but I didn't wince."Why is Alpha Kade so easy on you?", He asked again but still l didn't respond to him.What did he even mean by easy on me?!"We are going Herbert are you com
I stood frozen in place as Miss Daniella's words echoed in the air. The thought of facing Alpha Kade again, especially after everything that had happened, sent a chill down my spine. My heart raced as I glanced at Harriet and her smug, bloodied face. Her satisfaction was clear—she knew I was about to face his wrath. I could already imagine the punishment, the cold fury of his gaze, the weight of his judgment. I had barely survived the last time, and now it seemed I would have to endure it all again.Before I could utter a word, two guards entered the room, summoned by Miss Daniella’s demand. They towered over me, their expressions cold and unreadable."Take her to the Alpha," Miss Daniella ordered. Her tone was final, leaving no room for argument.The guards flanked me, each gripping an arm tightly. I didn’t resist—it would only make things worse. As they dragged me out of the room, I caught Harriet’s triumphant smirk. My blood boiled, but I kept my face blank. I refused to give her t
The guards nodded without hesitation, gripping my arms again to lead me out of the room. My stomach twisted, not just at the punishment, but at the cold finality in Kade’s tone. His words were like a slap, and yet, there was a flicker of something in his eyes—a crack in his mask, a fleeting trace of conflict.As they dragged me through the corridors, Harriet’s laughter echoed faintly behind me. I gritted my teeth, vowing to myself that I wouldn’t let her or Kade see me crumble. They might break my body, but my spirit was another matter.They threw me into my room with Jane and the heavy door slammed shut behind me.As soon as they left, I slipped down on the floor with unexplained anger.I clenched my fists, my nails biting into my palms as I tried to calm the storm within me. The room was dimly lit, the faint glow of the moon seeping through the small, barred window. The silence pressed against me, but it wasn't the absence of noise that set my blood boiling—it was the helplessness.
Sleep didn’t come again that night, not with the adrenaline coursing through me. My mind raced, calculating. If I stayed passive, they’d grind me into dust. But if I fought, I’d have to be smart. Kade had power, Harriet had influence, and the rest of the pack was caught in their orbit. The only way to survive was to find the cracks in their perfect world—and exploit them.The first light of dawn crept through the barred window, and with it came the distant sounds of the pack stirring. My body ached, but I pushed myself upright, leaning against the wall. Whatever they had planned for me today, I’d be ready.A sharp knock on the door broke the silence, followed by the sound of the lock turning. I tensed, half expecting another ambush, but when the door swung open, it wasn’t the girls or Kade standing there. It was a guard, his expression blank as ever.“Get up. You’re needed in the kitchens,” he barked, motioning for me to follow.I didn’t argue, didn’t hesitate. I needed to see more of
I showered up, getting rid of the soreness of my muscles. I had never worked out in my life before and exerting my body so much in a single day has taken its toll. I had cramps everywhere.I heard some voices coming from downstairs. I couldn't recognize them. I mulled over the fact that I should go and check it out because it could be Nikolai's business partner. His business partners were not the kind of people you want to make a conversation with.But then I heard a shrill female voice.I went out of the door and stood at the top of the stairwell. Still, all I heard were the voices. I went downstairs and saw a tall, lean middle-aged man with a young blonde woman standing beside him. I could only see their side profiles. The woman turned and I sucked in a sharp breath.It was Grace Russell, Nikolai's wife-to-be. I know because I had attended their engagement. Her face was engraved at the back of my mind, the sight when Nikolai had slipped the ring on her finger replayed in my head on
"Have you ever worked out before?" he asked.I looked around with wide eyes. "Does running around in the gardens count?""No,""Then no, I have not""Come on, let's do a little warm-up first then I'll teach you how to box."My mouth hung open. "Box? As in boxing?"He heaved a sigh. "I want you to learn how to defend yourself, Natalya."I thought for a while before I nodded. Turns out, I don't even know what warm-up is, he had to tell me everything. The thing that annoyed me the most was his tone, he was speaking to me like I was a child and repeating his words so, that I'd understand clearly.Another thing that annoyed me was his toned muscles, and his stupid sculpted chest.When it was time to step into the boxing ring, Alessandro handed me a pair of boxing gloves. I was about to put them on but he came to me and put them on me himself as if I don't know how to put the stupid gloves on.I rolled my eyes and out of nowhere Alessandro gently smacked the back of my head. "Roll your eyes
Someone pounded on my bedroom door waking me up from my deep slumber. I groaned and stuffed my face back into the pillow to block out the sound coming from the door. The knocking intensified, whoever it was, didn't really have much patience.I sat up and glanced at the wall clock. It was only six o'clock in the morning. I rubbed my eyes to rid of the grogginess, tossed the duvet aside, got to my feet, and headed for the door. I opened it and was met with an unknown face. She was wearing the uniform the household help used to wear."What?" I asked."Don Alessandro had requested you to freshen up and wear this before you come downstairs."Frowning, I took the clothes from her and noticed that they were gym clothes. I heaved a sigh, I liked it better when I could say no to him but I dug my own grave when I promised him that I'd listen to him and follow his rules but that's all there was to it.I'm not the same girl who had a massive crush on him.I closed the bedroom door and glanced at
"I'll make sure to do everything he did to you... but his torture will be a hundred times worse," he whispered softly.His one hand was in my hair while the other was on my cheek caressing it with his knuckles. I leaned into his touch, feeling the security and comfort I used to feel when I first met him."They all took turns in beating me up, they laughed whenever I screamed in pain," I said as tears rolled down my cheeks and dripped down to the ground.His hand left my hair as he cupped my face with both of his hands. He tugged me closer. "I will make their death an object of ridicule."I looked into his eyes. "Promise?"He let out a deep breath with a hint of a smile."Promise," he declared. "Do you want to see it happen?"I considered it and then shook my head. I don't think I have the stomach for that much violence. "No...""Do you want to go home now?"I looked up at him. It's hard to forget what Alessandro did to me too and the fact that he was engaged was the hardest pill I eve
I had my headphones on as I continuously flipped the pages of the book that was before me. I hadn't read a word, the music blasted in my ears blocking out all the other sounds.I slammed the book shut and got off my bed. Alessandro had called Sabrina earlier, I knew that he did because Sabrina and I hadn't talked after his whole engagement fiasco.I pretended to be asleep while Sabrina waited for me.I didn't wake up until she finally gave up and left the house.I got to my feet, straightened out my dress, and headed downstairs. His house was crawling with his soldiers, they all tried to avoid making eye contact with me.They were moving some stuff into the house, some furniture, suitcases, and whatnot. Was Alessandro redecorating?I hopped onto the couch and put on the TV at full volume. Someone grabbed the remote out of my hand and turned the volume down.I huffed and looked up to see Alessandro looking down at me. He placed both of his hands on the headrest of the couch and dipped
She turned her back towards us and went into the kitchen. Probably to cook breakfast for herself, she didn't know how to cook shit."I'll be right back," I said to Scott, who nodded still clenching his hands like he wanted to punch something or someone. It won't be Natalya, I will fucking break his hand off before he does that.I followed her into the kitchen and saw her using her cell phone while she placed some of the ingredients on the counter. It looked like she wanted to make pancakes. She played a video and placed it before her while she followed whatever the lady in the video was narrating."Do you remember the rules?"She stopped whatever she was doing and glanced at me, her facial expression was bored, uninterested."I remember" she answered and before I could say anything she added. "But I could care less for them"Rage coursed through my veins. She was testing me, trying hard for me to slip up so she could hold it against me."Natalya, don't disrespect my men. I won't toler
I'm weak.Too fucking weak.I let her get too close to me.Until recently, I only ever really loved one woman in my life. My mother, I respected her, loved her.Anastasia Costello.I thought she was the only one who really knew me, the only one that can tear down my walls. I thought my ability to love ended with her, and I was fine with that.I've watched her writhing in pain, struggling to breathe, tears leaking out of her eyes but she couldn't move. My mother fought long and hard with the disease before she lost that battle. I thought that was it. My only weakness, the only woman I ever loved is dead and now I'm fucking invincible.But then she happened.The morning Nikolai Martinez died, I didn't fucking know what I was getting myself into when I brought his daughter into my home. I hadn't given it a second thought, I didn't even know what I was going to do with her.The men in my circle had many ideas about what I should do with her, but I didn't fucking agree with them. I thought
"I'm sorry, Angel, I'm sorry I let them take you, I'm sorry I wasn't there," his voice was so low that I barely heard it even though his mouth was right next to my ear."No! You are not sorry!" I choked out through my sobs. "I know I don't matter to you, I know I don't mean anything to anyone, least of all you!""Shh... I'll make it alright, I promise,"I tried to shake my head. "You can't! You can't""I will, I need you to trust me, okay?" he placed soft kisses on my temple."I hate you!""I know, I'll fix it""Nothing can fix this, nothing can fix me!""I will, Angel, I promise you.""I hate you so much.""I know.""I mean nothing to you.""That's a lie.""I don't want this, Alessandro.""I know.""You scare me too.""I know, Angel, I will make it alright""I don't want this, Alessandro. I don't want to be here.""I'm not letting you leave ever again."I cried harder. "Why?""I just don't want to," he answered softly."I don't want to get abducted again.""I won't let that happen."
Another day...Another morning...Still, it did nothing to calm the turmoil I felt inside of me. Everything around me was just the same but I didn't feel the way I used to. I feel hateful all the time, anger is the only emotion coursing through my veins right now.Ten days, I spent ten days in that cell but it felt like a year. It felt as if that cell didn't belong in this world, time passed by slowly there.I looked out of the window and felt nothing... this view always brought me comfort but now it did nothing to me. Nothing to calm the storm brewing inside of me.I remember looking out of this window and dreaming of a life outside these four walls. I thought it'd be a fairy tale. I thought my parents were wrong and the world out there was anything but evil."The world is a dangerous place and you are easy prey, Natalya. You are innocent and naive and you lack physical strength. This world will chew you alive."My dad wasn't wrong. He wasn't wrong at all but he betrayed me too. He l