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 tunnel beyond. Dust cascaded down, making me cough, but I leaned closer, straining to hear anything from the other side.
Muffled voices. Laughter. A woman’s scream cut through the noise, sharp and short, before fading into silence. My stomach churned, but I forced myself to focus.
I heard two men talking, their voices low but distinct.
“She’s the Alpha’s,” one of them said. “Nobody touches her until he says so.”
“Doesn’t mean she won’t break,” the other replied with a chuckle. “They always do. Give her a day or two.”
I gritted my teeth, anger flaring hot in my chest. They thought they could break me like I was nothing.
Not this time.
The voices faded as the men moved away, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I climbed down from the chair, my resolve hardening with each passing second.
The knife was dull, but it was enough to defend myself if it came to that. I tucked it into the waistband of my tattered pants and adjusted my torn shirt. I looked around the room again, my gaze settling on the bedframe. The wooden slats were loose and splintered—another weapon, if necessary.
Then, my eyes landed on the window again. It was nailed shut, yes, but desperation made me reconsider. I approached it, running my fingers over the wooden frame. If I could pry the nails loose...
The chair scraped loudly against the floor as I positioned it beneath the window. Standing on it, I pressed the tip of the knife against the first nail, leveraging it carefully. It took all my strength, but the nail began to shift, bit by bit.
A sudden knock at the door made me freeze.
“Hey! What’s going on in there?” a voice barked.
My heart leapt into my throat. I jumped down from the chair and pressed myself against the wall beside the door, clutching the knife.
“Open up!”
I held my breath, every muscle in my body coiled like a spring.
The doorknob rattled violently.
“I’m not playing games! Open this damn door!”
The sound of a key scraping against the lock sent a jolt of panic through me. I didn’t think—I acted.
As the door swung open, I lunged, slamming it back into the guard with all my strength. He grunted in pain, stumbling back, and I darted past him into the hallway.
The world outside my room was a blur of chaos—bright lights, deafening music, and the suffocating stench of sweat and smoke. I didn’t stop to take it in. I ran.
“Get her!” someone shouted behind me.
My bare feet pounded against the cold floor as I turned corner after corner, dodging outstretched hands and shoving past startled men and women. My lungs burned, my vision narrowing to a tunnel of desperate focus.
A staircase loomed ahead, and I didn’t hesitate. I took the steps two at a time, the knife gripped tightly in my hand.
But as I reached the bottom, I skidded to a halt.
Standing in front of me was Alpha Kane.
His expression was unreadable, but the storm in his eyes was unmistakable.
“Going somewhere?” he asked, his voice cold and sharp.
I raised the knife, my hands trembling but my resolve firm. “Stay back,” I warned.
His lips curled into a slow, predatory smile. “You’re feistier than I thought.”
The guards were closing in behind me. I was trapped.
But I’d come too far to give up now.
My heart raced in my chest, each beat echoing in my ears as I weighed my options. The guards were closing in, and Kane’s smile only deepened as he took a step closer, his presence overwhelming, like the weight of a storm just before it broke.
I gripped the knife tighter, my knuckles white. “I said stay back,” I repeated, my voice quivering but defiant. My mind raced, desperate for a plan, a way out.
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
The room fell deathly silent, save for the sound of my labored breathing and Henry's strangled gasps. The kitchen staff scattered like leaves in a storm, leaving me alone in the Alpha's suffocating presence.I didn't need to look at Kade to feel the weight of his fury; it radiated off him like heat from a wildfire. Slowly, I let go of Henry, who slumped to the ground, clutching his bleeding neck and coughing violently. My claws retracted as I turned to face the Alpha, my mind racing for an explanation that wouldn't land me in the grave."Well?" Kade's voice was calm—too calm. That dangerous edge made my stomach churn. "Didn't I tell you Henry to monitor this lady with my strongest warriors?." Kade had his eyes on his Beta."Your warriors monitored me but he attacked me first," It was my turn to reply but I said immediately, my voice steady despite the fear curling in my gut. "I defended myself."Kade's dark eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a smirk that sent shivers down my spine.
ALESSANDRO’S POVThe gunshot rang out the entire dining room. Everyone glanced at me and then diverted their gazes back to their meals not questioning me or my authority. The Russells seemed wary of my decision to kill my own men off.The truth is he had pissed me off two months ago and since then I have been trying to get my revenge. He had shown a desire to marryNatalya and that for some reason pissed me the fuck off.Leaning back, I rested a forearm on the table. Anger burned in my chest, I had to keep it in check so, I won't kill every single fucking person in here. And I really wanted to put a bullet in Paul Russell's head.Hellen's mother showed her distaste by glaring directly at me. Apparently, she did not like the idea of blood while she was peacefully eating her dinner. Why the fuck was she married to a Don then? I'm pretty sure Paul had done some pretty fucked shit in front of his family. It was the reason Hellen turned out to be a fucking walking disaster.In all honestly
It had been hours and they still weren't tired. I was tired, way too tired. I didn't have the energy to keep my eyes open anymore but couldn't close them. If I did they would scream at me, and slap me around.My eyelids felt heavy, I felt dizzy, and I could not hold my eyes open. I just couldn't... Slowly my eyes closed of their own accord. I tried, I tried so hard to keep them open but couldn't."OPEN YOUR FUCKING EYES, BITCH"A stinging slap against my swollen, bloodied cheek. My teeth hurt, my jaw hurt, my ears were ringing, and every part of my body felt tender, it was bruised, busted, and bleeding. I have never experienced this much pain in my life before."I don't h-have the k-key..." I whispered on the verge of passing out.Another slap to my face.And then another."You don't get to pass out on us!" he snarled.His voice turned heavier, I tried to keep my eyes open but in the end, I lost the battle and succumbed to the darkness.I woke up and saw the empty cell. The men had fi
For the past hour, I have lain in my bed trying to make sense of what happened between Scott and me. Was it all there was to his friendship? Is that what he wanted all along? I couldn't believe it, I refused to believe that it was the only thing Scott wanted, from the past few weeks our relationship had been nothing but platonic.He never showed any interest in me, he treated me like you would treat your best friend.I picked up my cell phone from the nightstand and scrolled to his number. I contemplated if I should call him or not.As I was about to click on his number, a loud clattering sound from downstairs fell on my ears. I shot up from my bed, there was no one else in the house except for me. All of the household staff had gone home, maybe it was one of the guards.I swallowed as a feeling of unease crept up, I felt heavy footsteps coming upstairs. This doesn't feel right. Scared out of my wits, I clicked on Scott's number, it rang and rang but he didn't pick up. I again tried c
A MONTH HAD PASSED in a blink of an eye. I settled into my new life quite well. Scott regularly came to check up on me and the house staff. I now had a driver, a cook, and security guards by the gates. Sometimes I felt like he was the one pulling everyone's string but then I would shake that thought away.This is a Alessandro Costello free zone.I had grown closer to Scott, he had been nothing but helpful, yes, he had his annoying moments but other than that, I was glad that I moved back to my place. Sabrina had asked for forgiveness way too many times and I had forgiven her. If it wasn't for her I still might be stuck in that life... with him.I will never accept the fact that a tiny, little part of me missed him.I was trying to learn how to cook and right now I was busy preparing a birthday dinner for Scott. My cook was a middle-aged woman named Eleonora, she was Italian but knew how to make all types of cuisine. She was teaching me how to cook and right now she was the one helping
I scrubbed it again and again and again but it just won't get cleaned. The stubborn bloodstains were starting to get on my nerves.I didn't go to sleep last night. I couldn't, I kept thinking and thinking and thinking about so many things, so, now here I was. Cleaning. I decided to tidy up the house myself. And for the last hour, I have been trying to remove the bloodstain from the floor.Ugh!Annoyedly, I threw the washcloth onto the stain and held my head in my hands. "I hate this...""Woah!" Scott strolled down the stairs, looking at me with confused eyes. "What the fuck are you doing?""Cleaning..." I mumbledHe frowned. "Why?""Because..." I heaved a sigh. "I couldn't sleep... I just wanted to do something and turns out I suck at cleaning!"His eyes lit up with amusement and he laughed "Alessandro has sent me your bank details, I'll hire a team of cleaners to take care of this, replace the furniture and I think it's time I buy a new cell phone."Hearing his name did something to
I saw a deep frown etched on Alessandro’s forehead. He brushed two of his fingers against his lips quite aggressively. "I have no use of these things, you can take them, they are yours anyway""No, thank you, Don Alessandro. I don't want anything of yours"He picked up something from his desk and threw it at the wall behind me. I didn't flinch, I didn't jump. I just sat there with indifference."What the fuck do you want?"You...A tiny voice echoed in my head. I had no idea where that thought had come from. I shook my head and looked back down at my lap.He doesn't want me the way I want him. He is now an engaged man. He wants her... the woman who wore his ring.He said that little girls like me fall in love and I had denied it, told him that I won't but what I didn't know was that little crush I had on him since I got here, blossomed into something else way before he ever touched my body."I want to go back to my home and I never want to see you again"He smiled but it wasn't a norm
"I'll be outside, go on..." Scott announced once we reached Nikolai's home.I fiddled with my fingers resting on my lap. Nervousness crept up from the pit of my belly, I didn't want to see him, face him or talk to him after what he had done. I wanted to get away from him and never see his face again.His words resonated in my mind. His shouts, his monstrous dark eyes."JUST STOP WITH YOUR FUCKING ALESSANDRO BULLSHIT! CALL ME DON ALESSANDRO LIKE EVERYONE ELSE! FUCKING GIVE ME THE RESPECT A DON IS ENTITLED TO"A shiver ran down my spine and I chewed on my bottom lips to keep the tears at bay."You weren't saying that three nights ago when begged me to fuck you like the whore you are"He humiliated me, insulted me, and then left me alone for a week just to get engaged to some other woman. The woman he loved. That is why he didn't want me in the first place and I was too dense, too stupid to throw myself at him like that.I mustered up some courage and nodded at Scott before I finally ste
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My eyes were locked with Alessandro's, I didn't look away and neither did he. All of a sudden, I realized how alone I was in this room full of people. He was the only one I considered mine after the death of my parents but he belonged to someone else. I broke eye contact to look at the unfamiliar faces around me. They were mostly Costellos... his family. Sabrina was also a Costello, she was his cousin. I had no one.I had no one..."N, are you alright? What's wrong?" Sabrina's voice echoed again.I ignored her and took off. I walked down the hall toward the exit. A sarcastic laugh dripping with bitterness left my lips. My eyes had turned red and were glistening with tears but I didn't let them fall.I walked past the security, keeping my head down. The cold air bit into my skin. I had forgotten my coat inside but I didn't care. I just wanted to be away from here, away from him. I don't want to see him again.My heels were a little unstable on the cobblestone driveway but I kept on goi