Ella’s POV He was so shocked by my unexpected condition, it almost felt like I asked him to kill someone for me. I stifled a chuckle from escaping me at his reaction, and repeated myself in case he doubted what he heard me say. “Kiss me Klaus… here” I put my index finger on my lips. “I want to taste the feel of your lips on mine again. I keep thinking about how our kiss at the wedding ceremony made my insides melt, and I want more than just a brief, short kiss, I want the whole…” He cut me off as his lips came crashing down on mine, silencing me in the best way anyone could silence another person. And it was no brief short kiss at all. He kissed me with a hunger that coursed through my whole body, with a passion that made me explode; literally, with desire. The kiss made me realize that I was missing out on a very important, life sustaining, supplement, his lips. I couldn’t contain my moan from escaping as the emotions I felt were too much to suppress inside me. That one kiss w
6 years Later It’s been six years since my life actually began. Six wonderful years full of love, happiness, safety, and bliss with the closest people to my heart sharing it with me. Six years where neither me, or anyone of my family was harmed or put in danger. My life was perfect in every way. The day dreams I used to have back at my old pack, on my thin cots, trying desperately to distract myself from my throbbing and aching body, finally came true. I had the best parents in this whole world. Even I didn’t envision them to be as perfect as they actually are. I was the luckiest girl to marry this man that I am sleeping next to right now. He was perfect in my eyes. It’s ironic, considering that our first few encounters always filled me with a mix of fear and hatred towards him. If someone back then could possibly see the future and informed me that I will end up marrying alpha Klaus and become so happy with him, I would’ve hi
The only people I have to thank and give credit to for completing this book, are my amazing readers. Without your encouragements, comments, and likes, this book wouldn’t have finished. You gave me the confidence in myself as a writer and in my story. Without your interactions with every update, I would have dropped the whole thing and considered myself a failure in this particular field. Thank you so much for having the time to leave your comments, they fill me with so much joy to read every single one of them. Thank you for having faith in my story and loving my characters as much as I loved them. And finally, thank you for sticking by this book and waiting patiently for every update. I know how frustrating it was for you to stop reading just before things got to the exciting moments. New readers who got to read the completed book and reached this far, consider yourselves so lucky because you got to read the whole thing in one piece w
Klaus’s POV “Waffles, nana, please” We were all gathered for breakfast like we do everyday. Me, Ella, Joseph, Sara, and our precious twins, MJ and Melanie. MJ was pointing at the plate of waffles, cutely asking his grandmother for the last piece left. There would have been war between me and Sara over who would get the last piece, a few years ago. But, because it was her little spoiled grandson asking for it now, she happily obliged. The twins had a special place in all of our hearts. MJ looked like Ella with his golden bouncy curls and big brown eyes, while Melanie had my hazel eye color and my ash blond hair. As Sara handed him the last piece with a kiss on his chubby cheek, we all noticed at the same time a yellow note left on the waffles plate. It was hidden by the last piece that Sara gave to MJ. It said “Save The Last Piece For Me Please!! -Baby #3” My heart fluttered excitedly as I reread the note again and again. I looked up at Ella and saw her staring at me lovingly w
Ella’s POV Before I jump into the story that is my life, let me tell who I am first. My name is Ella, I am 17; soon to be in a few weeks 18, years old. I have brown eyes that are a bit wider than most people, which scores me some beauty points that make up for having a common boring eye color like brown. My skin is snow white and my body is mostly skin and bone; meaning I am very tiny and slim. The most beautiful thing I love about myself is my hair. It’s golden, very voluminous, and curly. It makes me stand out in a crowd, which is exactly why I always have it in a bun and secure it in a beanie hat. Because standing out is the last thing that I want. Why you ask? Well… I guess I can’t stall anymore, it is time to dive into my miserable story now. Let me start by telling you about my parents. My mom died giving birth to me 17 years ago so I don’t really know anything about her besides her name, Sara, and the fact that she was human. I don’t know what she look
Ella’s POV Now that I told you about me and my parents, let me tall you about the alpha and beta of my pack. In fact I can pretty much describe them both in a single sentence. They were asshole bastards who deserved to die the most horrible and gruesome death possible. Yes, they were that bad. But my opinion of them before I was noticed by them was only that they were asshole bastards. However, after I actually knew them in person, I prayed everyday to any goddess that actually listened to prayers that they would die writhing in pain and wishing for death for days before actually dying. I have never hated someone the way I hated them. Alpha Grey was 50 something years old. He is very bulky and big with grey eyes and dark grey hair that he always ties into a pony tail. He’s been alpha of his pack since he turned 18 after killing the old alpha, his father. I mean killing your own father to become alpha should be reason enough to hate him, but there is more to that hate. After he appoin
Ella’s POV He took me to his bedroom. He let go of my hand and went over to his closet and started looking for something. I had no idea what I was doing here. It was the last place I thought he was going to take me to. I was standing in the middle of the room hugging myself while I nervously looked around me. It was a huge room with the biggest bed I've ever seen. It had four tall pillars on each side. “What’s your name servant?” alpha Grey asked. He was finished with his closet and was standing in front of me holding a lot of chains. “Ella” I whispered. “How old are you Ella?” “S… seventeen” “Do your parents work here as well?” “My dad used to be a servant, but he died… his name was Bill” Recognition filled his eyes at the mention of my father’s name. He went to stand in front of his bed and deposited the chains on it. Then he started hooking them up to hooks that were installed at the tops and bottoms of the two pillars at the end of the bed. When he was done, he turned to
Ella’s POV I spent every night for 10 months being whipped all over my body, then raped repeatedly by the alpha until he passed out. Some nights were rougher than others. Some nights; depending on the alpha’s mood and how much he was drinking that night, he would mark every inch of my body with his flogger whip to the point of passing out from the pain. I would lose consciousness before I was finished counting for him. At which point he would make me drink just a drop of his blood, not enough to heal me, but enough to bring me back, and then he would make me continue counting from where we left off. Some nights, I brought his wrath upon myself by mouthing off at him. I just couldn’t always be the obedient little slave who always submits to that bastard. Sometimes I would fight him and refuse to be raped that easily. On those nights, he would make sure I regret every single thing I said to him and every ounce of defiance I was able to conjure. Some nights, he
Klaus’s POV “Waffles, nana, please” We were all gathered for breakfast like we do everyday. Me, Ella, Joseph, Sara, and our precious twins, MJ and Melanie. MJ was pointing at the plate of waffles, cutely asking his grandmother for the last piece left. There would have been war between me and Sara over who would get the last piece, a few years ago. But, because it was her little spoiled grandson asking for it now, she happily obliged. The twins had a special place in all of our hearts. MJ looked like Ella with his golden bouncy curls and big brown eyes, while Melanie had my hazel eye color and my ash blond hair. As Sara handed him the last piece with a kiss on his chubby cheek, we all noticed at the same time a yellow note left on the waffles plate. It was hidden by the last piece that Sara gave to MJ. It said “Save The Last Piece For Me Please!! -Baby #3” My heart fluttered excitedly as I reread the note again and again. I looked up at Ella and saw her staring at me lovingly w
The only people I have to thank and give credit to for completing this book, are my amazing readers. Without your encouragements, comments, and likes, this book wouldn’t have finished. You gave me the confidence in myself as a writer and in my story. Without your interactions with every update, I would have dropped the whole thing and considered myself a failure in this particular field. Thank you so much for having the time to leave your comments, they fill me with so much joy to read every single one of them. Thank you for having faith in my story and loving my characters as much as I loved them. And finally, thank you for sticking by this book and waiting patiently for every update. I know how frustrating it was for you to stop reading just before things got to the exciting moments. New readers who got to read the completed book and reached this far, consider yourselves so lucky because you got to read the whole thing in one piece w
6 years Later It’s been six years since my life actually began. Six wonderful years full of love, happiness, safety, and bliss with the closest people to my heart sharing it with me. Six years where neither me, or anyone of my family was harmed or put in danger. My life was perfect in every way. The day dreams I used to have back at my old pack, on my thin cots, trying desperately to distract myself from my throbbing and aching body, finally came true. I had the best parents in this whole world. Even I didn’t envision them to be as perfect as they actually are. I was the luckiest girl to marry this man that I am sleeping next to right now. He was perfect in my eyes. It’s ironic, considering that our first few encounters always filled me with a mix of fear and hatred towards him. If someone back then could possibly see the future and informed me that I will end up marrying alpha Klaus and become so happy with him, I would’ve hi
Ella’s POV He was so shocked by my unexpected condition, it almost felt like I asked him to kill someone for me. I stifled a chuckle from escaping me at his reaction, and repeated myself in case he doubted what he heard me say. “Kiss me Klaus… here” I put my index finger on my lips. “I want to taste the feel of your lips on mine again. I keep thinking about how our kiss at the wedding ceremony made my insides melt, and I want more than just a brief, short kiss, I want the whole…” He cut me off as his lips came crashing down on mine, silencing me in the best way anyone could silence another person. And it was no brief short kiss at all. He kissed me with a hunger that coursed through my whole body, with a passion that made me explode; literally, with desire. The kiss made me realize that I was missing out on a very important, life sustaining, supplement, his lips. I couldn’t contain my moan from escaping as the emotions I felt were too much to suppress inside me. That one kiss w
Klaus’s POV “If I doze off behind the wheel and hit a tree, I will haunt your ass for eternity Klaus. Why couldn’t we just spend the night and travel back to the head pack first thing in the morning?” asked Joseph while stifling a yawn. We were on our way back home from visiting our last pack. It was almost midnight and the path we were driving through was barely visible in the poorly lit, uncemented dirt road. “It’s just an hour and a half drive Joseph, I’ll keep you awake don’t worry” I said firmly. “That still doesn’t answer my question. What’s the rush?” he asked curiously. I sighed heavily. The rush was because of Ella. If I thought the three days before our wedding were torturous, I was so wrong. I wasn’t as attached to her then as I was now. I wanted to return back to the head pack since the first night. Hell, I wanted to return the second we drove past the border. I have no idea how I’m going to do this again next time. She was an addiction I never wanted to sober up fr
Ella’s POV “I thought you were in a meeting with Joseph” I said in wonder. “I found myself unable to stop thinking about you the whole day, I couldn’t wait for the damn meeting to end so I could come spend the rest of my day with you. I missed you even though we were apart for a few hours only” he said fondly. I grinned at his lovely words as I replied “I missed you too so much. You never left my thoughts all day” I came over to him and hugged him, placing my head on my new favorite place, his chest. He tightened his embrace around me passionately. After a minute, we pulled away as he turned his expression into a professional one and said “Ok, let’s see what you’ve got” We trained together for an hour and a half, and I was always on the defensive side. He was simply a magnificent fighter. Graceful, fast, and strong. I found myself constantly getting distracted by his beauty and skillful movements during our fights, that I fail to block his attacks and end up falling down or get
Ella’s POV Klaus and Joseph head for their offices and I hang back with Sara before she heads to work too. I had ten minutes before my studying session with Jake, so I decided to open the subject with Sara. “What’s on your mind Ella?” asks Sara curiously. She could always read me like an open book. I wondered if I was the only one she could read so easily, or she had a special gift of reading people. “I don’t know if Klaus talked to you about this, but he and I have real feelings for each other. We’ve had them well before we got married, but we were both scared of our own feelings” I said awkwardly. She speaks tenderly “I know, not just because Klaus confirmed it last night, but because Joseph and I suspected it from the beginning” I suppress my snort as I wonder to myself. How come everyone but us, was so sure that we had feelings for each other? She laughs under her breath as she says “We probably figured it out before you two even admitted it to yourselves. We didn’t say any
Ella’s POV We end up having a super late dinner. As the four of us already skipped lunch and the usual dinner time, we were all starving at that point. We kept our conversation light and short, without diving into anymore drama. We were exposed to enough drama to last us for a year. As soon as dinner was over, I couldn’t keep myself from yawning constantly. I was super tired and exhausted from all the emotional turmoil that I put my body through today. Sara notices my yawns and speaks softly to me “It’s getting late, you should go lay down and rest. It was a very rough day on all of us” I nod my head in agreement as we all get up from the table. Klaus comes over to my side and holds my hand instinctively. We say good night to them and head back towards our home, hand in hand. I couldn’t get enough of his touch, it had a magical calming effect on me, I will probably never get enough of it. When we walk into the bedroom, I notice that everything was put back in its place, and al
Klaus’s POV After Ella fled from the house, Joseph and Sara started sobbing so hard. My heart was aching for all of them. “She was right about everything. We can never make it up to her or erase what happened” said Joseph in a broken tone. He was still kneeling on the ground where Ella was sitting. “She hates us” he said sadly. Sara shook her head as she spoke for the first time since we came here. “She doesn’t hate us, she was just too hurt, too angry, she had to let it all out. The trauma and the truth that was revealed were overwhelming her so much, she had to speak everything trapped inside of her to be able to tolerate and stand the realization that everything she had lost was supposed to be her right from birth. Even if we ended up being blamed for forgetting her and for everything she was deprived from. I just hope she doesn’t end up hurting herself” She came over and sat next to me as she held my face tenderly with both of her hands. “Klaus, please don’t leave her alone