“So, have you thought about it?’’ he says, guiding me towards a quiet waterfront. right by the side of the garden.“ There was nothing for me to think about. the both of us did not start on the right foot and I don't believe that can be salvaged. and besides my stepsister is madly in love with…’’“ Your step sister doesn't mean anything to me.’’ he argues.“ That's my step sister you're talking about. I may not get along with her but I can't tolerate you speaking about her like that.’’ My tone is firm and assertive. There is nothing that I want more than escaping this conversation and disappearing into a different world where none of these chaos exists.“ I love you alondra!’’ Looking up at him I can't help but see the face of Weston. For a moment I am filled with sudden happiness that he loves me. watching his lips repeat those words and listen to snap me into reality.He is not Weston. “ What is wrong with me that you don't want me?’’ he asks all of a sudden. I'm taken aback by h
Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside, the scent of home mingling with my growing apprehension. My stepmother, a woman who had always kept her distance, greeted me with a warm smile. It felt alien, her sudden change in demeanor. Suspicion flickered within me, mingling with the weariness that had settled in my bones."Alondra, my dear," she said, her voice unusually gentle. "How was your day?"I stared at her, studying her features for any signs of deceit. But her expression remained open, her eyes filled with a tenderness I had never seen before. A shiver ran down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what had brought about this unexpected shift."It was... eventful," I replied cautiously, my voice betraying my unease. "I have a lot on my mind."She nodded, her smile unwavering. "I understand. Take your time. And remember, I'm here if you need someone to talk to."Her words were laced with an underlying sweetness, a concern that had never before surfaced. It left me feeling both g
Breathing heavy, fist clenched as I brought one foot in front of another, I looked back and prayed that danger had caught up to me. The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating its glow over-the-water resurface at a distance as I continued running through a dense forest, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced down, only to realize that I was completely naked. I let out a hushed groan, tripping and falling on a piece of rock that lay on the ground and feeling blood oozing from my ankle. I realized that I was also barefoot. Panic gripped me, a cold sweat drenching my trembling body.I heard footsteps echoing in the distance and I got up on my feet again ignoring the pain in my legs as I continued telling and task entered through the forest. Each step I took was showered with more pain as sharp rocks and prickly branches tore at my skin. The forest seemed endless, a hollow place that swallowed my desperate cries for help. I was desperate and I was losing my mind. I wanted all of this to
I was going to tell him. that's it. The more upset about this the more the Queen had control over me. I stomped the on-the-ground hurriedly food after another as I headed to the pack house. my eyes were fixated at the entrance of the house and nothing was in my mind. All I wanted was to unburden my shoulders by sharing the secret to the only other person it concerned. Weston.“Alondra!’’ someone called out to me , almost excitedly. It causes me to stop in My Tracks as I look around and little meet luke. he waved at me as he jogs in my Direction. seeing him suddenly reminds me of the previous conversation I had had with Trish. Suddenly I realized that my connection with the alpha was not my only problem. Patricia and I were in horrible x. and I have the secret that could easily destroy the Union between her and Lukas. I can't help but wonder why she told me to begin with. she trusted me of course she did. but he has made it clear that how she views me is much different from what I
After I finished my day's work in the garden and in the kitchen today, I decided to go home. as per my request to mistress Mary she agreed to allocate me inside the Pack house kitchen and the garden only today. I did not want to see or talk to Patricia and Aria. I also wanted to avoid Beta Luke at all costs. After what happened and after the secret that Patricia reveals to me I still wasn't ready to deal with it. I did not know what she expected of me. but I was a horrible liar. If I wanted to successfully keep Patricia secret then it meant that I had to avoid looking at all costs. Earlier today Lydia had told me that Luke was looking for me. and I didn't know how to react. He probably wanted to talk to me about Patricia and how grateful he is that she has opened up to him. The thing is that even though Luke knows about Patricia's pregnancy he doesn't know that it doesn't belong to him. What happens when you start looking at me as a source of truth and honesty for him? I did not want
Fear cascaded down my rosy cheeks as I stared at her. I tried to understand what it was and what was wrong. Why trouble seems to follow me everywhere I go.“ I didn't do anything.’’ I let out as I cried. “Zoey is lying. she's the one who…’’Thwart! so I moved up from the sofa and towards me at an electrifying speed before she slapped my face and really. she stared down at me with an expression full of malice and lips that spelt out, “ I told you so.’’“You're not going to accuse me of your own wrong doings. you decided to be a whore and now you're going to suffer the consequences of it.’’ Zoe said as she stood at the side of her sister. she began his shoulders as Bethany placed her head on her shoulder feeling comforted. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I stared back at my stepmother hoping that she would say something. Why is it that she let them hit me? Is this what it has come to now?“ Are you not going to ask for my side of the story?” I asked my stepmother as I stared into
My workload in the Pack House had significantly increased. It felt as if I was being punished and I didn't know why or what I had done. mistress Mary hardly ever looked me in the eye when she talked to me anymore. all the other servants were behaving weird and I was still trying to piece together what was happening.The Queen had not called for me again and I was beginning to get worried. I was still thinking about what she had said and I was quite confused about what my next move would be. Was it wise for me to tell Weston about everything? He was my best friend once and right now we are more than that. but there is a gap between that that still confuses me. He has been with me physically. But was he using me? Was this just a temporary release for his stress in his upcoming meeting ceremony with seraphina? We have not talked about it. and I feel that the both of us were just afraid to bring up that topic because of what it would mean“ alondra!’’ the voice called out from behind me c
I grabbed the bucket of flowers and moved deeper into the garden, counting my steps so as to not trample on the freshly planted ones.“You're playing with fire here alondra. You do not know what I'm capable of. I am not a man who asks twice…”“ whatever you're planning to ask me, the answer is no. no in 1000 years. I refuse to be an accomplice for whatever plans you're cooking up. I have already suffered in your hands Justin and I can never trust you again. why don't you go back to Bethany. My step-sister is smitten with you despite what a horrible person you are.’’ I rolled my eyes as I shrugged, squaring my shoulders away from him.“Your sister does not have the wonderful person you are. I don't understand why you won't just have me…”“Have you for what? What is all this really about, Justin? Why do you keep pestering me? I'm just a servant girl. There's nothing special about me. in fact if you wanted someone more important you'd have more luck with Lydia.’’ I said to him as I dragg