Allyssa's POV. Belinda leaves my jaw, examining her nails to see if any damage was done to the new manicure, then she orders Adrian to untie my hands, and he does so, keeping his hands on my shoulders to keep my from escaping, I almost roll my eyes, there's no way in hell that I'd be able to escape, I don't even know there the hell I am. I am so angry and also, so scared at the same time. Belinda, this bitch, came in and started gloating about my predicament, and considering the fact that she is the one that put me in it, I think my murderous thoughts are justified. "How does it feel huh, answer me" She screams at my face and I look up at her, then spit on her feet. "How dare you?" She shrieks, "hold her" she commands Adrian and he does just that.He yanks my head back so that my throat is bare, Allyssa's sharp pointed nails trail in my neck, and I hold my breath. If she sinks her nails in my flesh, she might hit a vein or major artery and I may die from blood loss. Pak. The sla
Allyssa's Pov. I wake up in my bed, the bed I and the Alpha share, I don't even remember dozing off, I just remember the Beta dropping me off here and me going inside, worried sick about my mate. Who is currently leaning over the bed, looking at me, his breath fanning my face and a smile grazing his lips."You are beautiful" He murmurs and nuzzles my neck. I smile and then when my eyes trail to his arms my breath catches in my throat." And you're hurt" I whisper, alarmed, he straightens and I jump up, getting the first aid box." You're adorable, it's okay though, I don't need that, I'm going to heal on my own anyway" He mutters and I glare at him. Applying some antiseptic cream to my thumb and forefinger, then opening my palms, I mutter, " Bring it here" He looks at me and sighs, " It's really okay"" Those cuts are so fucking deep, please let me treat your wounds, please " my voice cracks at the end, buy I try very hard to keep my composure, and fail miserably. There scratch
Alyssa's POV."Run." That's all I heard from my mom's lips before taking off. I could hear the commotion in the pack, yet I ran as fast as I could, my heart thumping furiously. It felt like the blood was rushing through my ears at super speed, and even though it was just wind against my face, my chest felt tight with worry that someone would spot me. I didn't know who or what I was running from, all I knew was that rogues attacked the pack, and everyone was running for their lives. My feet barely touched the ground as I kept running, with no actual direction. The wind blowing my hair against my face, the sounds grew louder, as if a huge crowd had surrounded us. I pushed myself to run faster, my lungs screaming, my legs burning. Adrenaline coursed through my body, and it burned, but I couldn't stop. It would only be seconds until I hit something. Maybe the fence, maybe a tree... but I needed to keep going, I heard stories about rogues, and I didn't plan on falling victim to any r
Alyssa's POV."Mate." I whispered as I inhaled his scent, a faint hint of woodsy and leather clinging to him. His eyes narrowed at me, taking in my appearance slowly, his nostrils flared ever so slightly with each breath, his gaze lingering on the length of my body before focusing on my face. "Mate." He finally said the words, yet it felt like it was forced out of his mouth. My chest felt tight as if my heart wanted to break, my wolf began whining slowly. "Beta!!" He yelled, making me shake with nervousness. "Yes Alpha." A man came running through the passage I could sight from where I stood. "Take this rogue and add among the rogue slaves we've found." He spat. My heart clenched painfully immediately I heard him, "I'm not a rogue, I was..." I didn't finish my explanation when I felt myself dragged roughly by the hand into an enclosed room. "You're hurting me!" I yelped, trying hard not to make any noise. He growled, the noise was low, deep but not menacing. "You better move
Alyssa's POV.I woke up with a start, my heart racing and sweat running down my face, making the pillow sticky beneath me. I took a breath to try and steady myself before pulling the covers off of my body. The cool air hitting my hot skin made me shiver slightly as it brushed across the sensitive areas below my ribs. The pounding on the door had me running to it immediately, my whole body ached, the injuries from yesterday still evident in various places, but not quite as bad as they had been. I didn’t have time to think about my physical state as I flung open the door and looked at my visitor. My eyes widened immediately, and I wasn't ready for the slap that hit me immediately. I tried greeting the head slave. The slap sent me tumbling backwards into my room's wall, landing hard enough to leave a mark. Tears welled up as the pain spread through my entire body. It felt like someone was hammering their fist through the wall, and it hurt. Badly. "You need a lesson on waking up lat
Lance's POV.The whip landed on me causing me to wince . A sharp stinging sensation erupted in my hand which I held out to touch the place where the leather had cut into me. As soon as contact was made, it started stinging again. "Please let us go." I yelled. My hands frantically grabbed at nothing, trying to find where my parents stayed. The air was heavy with a thick fog so dark that you could hardly see two feet ahead of you. It felt like I was underwater. But I wasn't. A strong hand grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled me along through the darkness.Dragging me on the hard floor, my back scraping every step he took, until finally, he stopped and let me go. I fell forward onto my knees. My breath coming fast, sweat running down my neck and soaking into my tattered shirt. I sat up, trying to get my bearings. The fog was making it difficult to tell where we were or even what time of day. "We haven't even begun with you, once we do, your father would do as we say." The voi
Alyssa's POV.I woke up feeling extremely weak,my whole body aching badly, I couldn't even stand or breathe properly. My limbs felt as if they were being ripped out of my sockets and the blood rushing through my veins had turned to ice. I was so hot all over, like someone had stuck an electric blanket on my skin and my face felt as if it were about to split open from all of this heat that was seeping into the air around me. It felt like there were hundreds of pins and needles piercing me in every limb at once. My eyes hurt too much to open,it felt like someone had smashed them with a large hammer,and I could barely hear anything besides my own labored breathing. I tried desperately to move but my body wouldn’t listen. The door opened and his scent filled my nostrils, I couldn't stand the thought of my mate being the one who hurts me. I didn't want to see him ,yet he was the one, I could feel the raw energy he possessed. He walked to where I laid down, squatting down and he touc
Alyssa's POV."If you think you can escape me, you'll have to try harder, and you'll end up failing anyways." Alpha Lance said as he kept dragging me. My whole body ached from the little escape I attempted. I was pissed that I failed to escape his clutches, the memory of his torture and treatment of me hit me immediately, making me stumble while I got dragged along. "Please you're hurting me." I began pleading, thinking he will feel sorry, he is my mate, he should at least feel something for me. His answering glare made me swallow, I clenched my teeth expecting a slap when he raised his other hand. "Don't tempt me." He warned pointing at me, it looked like he was battling with the ability to not hit me. He ruffled his hair groaning in frustration as his nostrils flared. I yelped when he dropped me to the floor immediately he reached an open room. "Let me make one thing clear." He started turning to me. I bit my lips as I stared at him nervously, I expected him to announce my d
Allyssa's Pov. I wake up in my bed, the bed I and the Alpha share, I don't even remember dozing off, I just remember the Beta dropping me off here and me going inside, worried sick about my mate. Who is currently leaning over the bed, looking at me, his breath fanning my face and a smile grazing his lips."You are beautiful" He murmurs and nuzzles my neck. I smile and then when my eyes trail to his arms my breath catches in my throat." And you're hurt" I whisper, alarmed, he straightens and I jump up, getting the first aid box." You're adorable, it's okay though, I don't need that, I'm going to heal on my own anyway" He mutters and I glare at him. Applying some antiseptic cream to my thumb and forefinger, then opening my palms, I mutter, " Bring it here" He looks at me and sighs, " It's really okay"" Those cuts are so fucking deep, please let me treat your wounds, please " my voice cracks at the end, buy I try very hard to keep my composure, and fail miserably. There scratch
Allyssa's POV. Belinda leaves my jaw, examining her nails to see if any damage was done to the new manicure, then she orders Adrian to untie my hands, and he does so, keeping his hands on my shoulders to keep my from escaping, I almost roll my eyes, there's no way in hell that I'd be able to escape, I don't even know there the hell I am. I am so angry and also, so scared at the same time. Belinda, this bitch, came in and started gloating about my predicament, and considering the fact that she is the one that put me in it, I think my murderous thoughts are justified. "How does it feel huh, answer me" She screams at my face and I look up at her, then spit on her feet. "How dare you?" She shrieks, "hold her" she commands Adrian and he does just that.He yanks my head back so that my throat is bare, Allyssa's sharp pointed nails trail in my neck, and I hold my breath. If she sinks her nails in my flesh, she might hit a vein or major artery and I may die from blood loss. Pak. The sla
Lance's POV. I'm on a searching spree, my wolf is beyond angry at this point, there is no word in the vocabulary that can describe the intense feeling of fury and rage that I am feeling at this point, it's red hot and blinding, searing me from the inside out. I'm still waiting for Dylan and pacing the clearing, clutching her hair to my chest and trying to use the mate bond to lead her to me, I call out to her using the mate bond, but it's either the mate bond has been weakened or the distance between she and I, is too far for the mating pull to reach. I still feel like it's all my fault that all these happened, I am the one that got angry and left while she was still in her feelings, had I behaved like a sensible person and tried to calm her down, we would not be in this position, she would be in my arms now and not missing. Had I taken the time to explain everything to her then maybe things would be different right now, but I had let my emotions cloud my judgment, I had acted base
Allyssa's POV. I open my eyes, my head hurts, and I sway to the side, my head lolling, I'm tied up, that's the first thing I notice, and I'm alone in a very nondescript room. I turn my head around, my head feels heavy on my shoulder and I feel like it is going to fall off and roll down but my hands are tied and there is nothing I can do. I look around the room, there is a single light bulb that produces smoky illumination which hurts my eyes, the chair I'm chained to is made of iron, there is an iron table with all sorts of torture items sprawled on top of it. The room is bleak, and my heart jumps in my throat as I realize that this may be the end for me. I am going to die without even seeing Lance, I am going to die with the image of my aunt's dead body crawling through my mind. I squeeze my eyes shut, hoping this is just an hallucination, a dream, but when I open my eyes, the rope is still fighting into my wrist, the table with the torture instruments still looks as menacing a
Lance's POV. The sweat drips down my back as I head back to the room, I needed to clear my head and figure out exactly what is going on around me, and what better way to do it than to pour all my rage on the punching bag, which now lays in pieces on the gym floor by the way. Now that I have had some time to think about my actions and cool off, I find that I actually have done some things wrong, first and foremost my approach. That slap was well deserved because when Allyssa had talked about her aunt, no, Elaine, I had laughed in her face, with Elaine's dead body a few meters from me and her blood on my hands. That had been a completely unacceptable approach to the issue, in my defense, I didn't want to laugh, it just bubbled out of me without control, but it was still wrong. And I also get the reason she would have to doubt me, she witnessed me crouching over Elaine's body, her blood on my hands, face and clothes, telling her immediately that I was not wrong would have been like
Allyssa's POV. My emotions are all over the place, I can't believe anything that happened in the last twenty four hours, I cannot believe that my aunt that talked to me some hours ago is no more, and that my mate killed her. I moved into a blank room, with only a bed and a chair, the room seems empty, and lacks life, just like my life at this moment. I wanted to move to Elaine's old room, but that would hurt too much, it's like I am relieving my mother's death over again, I cannot even believe that I am back to square one. The Alpha had been so enraged when we had our last conversation, but he had no right to be, I saw it very well with my own eyes, the blood splattered on his hands, his face, his clothes. He could not convince me that someone else had killed her and splattered the blood on his hands, his face and his clothes. I just need space, I need a place to retreat to and cool my head, a place to nurse my wounded heart. I also cannot believe that Belinda had come immediate
Belinda's POV.HappinessHow long does it last? Because mine suddenly seems to last forever.When last did I smile and treat myself to a bottle of wine and a pedicure? I think I'll do that right now, I'm so happy I feel like I'm going to combust, I am so happy that I persevered, I am finally getting very close to my goal.This is the happiest I have been in ages, I'm not even lying.The look on the Alpha's face when Allyssa told him that she did not want to be his mate anymore, and the broken look on Allyssa's face as she flung baseless accusations at the Alpha.Their relationship is at rock bottom and I am so very happy about it, I cannot believe that idiot Allyssa.I'm convinced at this point that her brain is only for decoration and she does not use it to think at all, it's all for fancy.I laugh out loud and pick a bottle of champagne that I iced in a bucket, pouring the sparkling white wine in a glass, the paper brownish-gold color excites me.I lift it to my lips and taste the b
Lance's POV.I'm angry and frustrated, Allyssa has succeeded in making me utterly enraged, she is not even giving me the chance to speak for myself, she just up and assumed that I was at fault, and I guess in a way I am, but I wasn't the one that killed the woman and she is not allowing me to clear myself.And I am even more angry when she just threatens to end our relationship, like it's some superficial bond, like the mating bond means nothing to her, it makes me so angry that my wolf growls. I'm so angry, rage fills my head, my vision turning red and dangerous.I look at as she speaks, barely registering her words, my head feels like it's about to burst, she is shaking, from whatever emotions are rocking her body, her eyes are red and bloodshot, the tears still falling in torrents like it's not going to end.When she says that she wants to end our relationship, I laugh in her face, the laughter just erupts from the pit of my stomach, bubbling it's way out of my mouth with an intens
Allyssa's POV.The shock on my face must show because he is taken aback, I feel a lot of emotions at this point, disgust, rage, anger, sadness, I feel betrayed.I think I'm going to vomit, I look at him like he is sick, deranged, unstable, and honestly, he is.She warned me, she came to me and begged me to save her from him, but I denied, maybe if I had not denied all the facts she told me, if I had not brushed all of it off as hysterics, she would still be alive.When I look at her again, her body mangled on the floor, I bend over and vomit in one of the shrubs.When I turn back to look at the Alpha, the blood on his hands, on his face and his clothes tells me everything I need to know, tells me who exactly is responsible for this crime.I watch his face closely, wondering why the hell he had to do this, a tear gleams on his face and I am taken aback, I feel the urge to laugh at him.Why is he crying? The almighty Alpha? Why is he showing this emotion? He fucking killed my aunt! My o