Lance's POV.The thought of fighting this war in a way that'll make my pack less hurt.I didn't want anything to happen to them, I was a leader and my main focus would definitely be on them.That's what it means to be alpha: to protect your pack always and help those in need. Even if sometimes, you're the cause of that need. Even if it costs you. I wasn't going to let anyone from my pack get killed in front of me by my own hands.As much as I was known as a ruthless Alpha, I cared about my pack a lot.My eyes scanned the environment, seeing any possible threats, searching for anything that might pose an issue, while at the same time, trying to figure out how I can arrange everything when this battle finally comes.I'd rather not do something stupid.I had no intention of losing my pack. My pack meant everything to me and I wouldn't lose it because I couldn't have something right now.It could be over any minute and my pack is counting on me to keep everyone safe.That's all that mat
Alyssa's POV.My day started horribly, after giving the Alpha refreshment in the training room.I was ordered by the head slave to come immediately. I did not know what she wanted, but I knew I was definitely in trouble. I tapped my feet impatiently as I waited for her outside her office.I was scared of entering there, I've heard the experience of other slaves and it wasn't pleasant.I've also had my experience with her a lot and she seemed to pick on me a lot, because the Alpha said so.I twirled my hands nervously, the feeling of dread filling my body. When she finally emerged from her office, she motioned for me to follow her to an empty area.I didn't want to be alone with her, even though it's only us two in the room. As soon as we stopped, she began speaking. “I heard what you did." She said with an unreadable expression."What I did?" I asked her wondering what she was talking about.I suddenly remembered how I helped the Alpha that day, and how he's been ignoring me for so
Alyssa's POV.I woke up with a start, my whole body aching.I looked around me, my eyes widening when I realized I wasn't in my room.The walls were white, the floor covered by thick carpeting. The design looked expensive and familiar, I didn't recognize the place at all until it hit me, it was the Alpha's room.A groan escaped my lips as I sat up straighter, my eyes widened as I wondered how I got here.What happenedI? How did I get here? My mind replayed the events from the day before.I remembered that it rained after I got beaten up and was asked to clean the hall.I remember falling down on the floor while it rained, I remember being carried but it was surprising to realize it was the Alpha that carried me.I tried standing up from his bed, my legs wobbled, causing me to fall back onto the bed once more.After trying again, I managed to get up this time, but my arms shook like leaves, giving away my inability to walk further than three steps. Once more, I tried to stand up b
Alyssa's POV.I woke up with a start, and my body jolted to life as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer.My mind immediately went blank and around me felt weird.I remembered everything that happened yesterday immediately, standing up I felt stronger than ever.The drugs may have had a bad effect at first, but I felt better right now.I knew I was still in the Alpha's room, and he would want me out of here soon.He made his intention clear when he told me he was returning the favor of me saving him.I slipped out of his room, my eyes scanning the hallway for any sign of anyone.The hallway was empty as usual, not everyone was allowed here, it was the Alpha's hallway after all.But I didn't want to take chances, I didn't have the energy to deal with the head slave catching me here.I made sure there was nobody watching me, then ran out.I began walking shakily to the slave quarters, my heart in my hands, wondering what the head slave would do, and I didn't feel like dealing with her
*This is the next chapter there was a mistake.*Alyssa's POV.I rushed to his room, my heart beating fast as I saw the mess made.I wondered how I wanted to clean it completely before he came back, and he had said he was coming soon.The bottles all over the floor, the torn papers, the scattered shelf, the spilled coffee cups and the broken mug… It looked like a tornado came through here. I couldn’t believe he would just leave everything in this state.But I was just a slave, and I couldn't argue or complain.I began cleaning the room, gathering up some of the crumpled paper. It seemed so important that he would not lose it.I arranged his shelf, picking out the broken glass that was on the ground and putting them in the waste bag.I cleaned up the rest and put everything away where it belonged. His books were placed on the bookshelf next to his desk. I arranged them too.I began sweeping, doing it quickly as the fear of him coming to an unclean room and how his reaction would be.
Alyssa's POV.At first it was just sadness, it hit me continuously as I kept clutching my chest while kneeling.It felt like someone was trying to rip out all my heart and force me to breathe in a sea of liquid nitrogen before I drowned in that sea of sorrow – the ocean of emotions that hit me immediately.The ocean of pain that came with it. The pain I hadn’t known until now, that had been lurking under the surface of every breath I took since I was brought here and since I discovered I have a mate who hates me.I kept clutching my chest, I could feel the tears that were gathering in my eyes again, slowly spilling onto my cheeks.Because I was too busy sobbing, too busy feeling the cold seeping through the thin material of my clothes, too busy trying to catch my breath after losing track of time and too busy feeling this suffocating loneliness eating at my bones, I didn't notice someone walk towards me.I suddenly stood up when I felt a hand on my back, my knees buckling and it thr
Alyssa's POV.She released me after a while, sending me stumbling to the ground.I stood up shakily, wondering if she still wanted to punish me.She glared at me for a moment, sending shivers down my body.“You know what happens when you break the rules, don’t you? Her tone was as sharp and cold as ice, cutting into my bones like knives, and I felt myself shrink back with every sentence that came out of her mouth."Yes." I whispered."Good, don't try it next time." She stormed off.I walked to my room, my heart doubling over frequently.I could hear other slaves talking, but didn't pay much attention to them.I was too tired and angry to say anything or listen to them.I opened the door and fell on the bed immediately, my whole body ached.I tried sleeping immediately and it didn't come.Instead I tossed and turned in bed, wishing for someone to help me deal with this pain.After some time I got up slowly, dragging myfeet as if I weighed ten tons instead of just a few.I went into t
Lance's POV.I'm irritated, seeing no reaction on her face, and how she kept a poker face while she saw me and Belinda annoyed me.It felt like I was nothing to her suddenly, and I didn't like how that made me feel.I scoffed immediately. I remembered how she looked at me when she saw me and Belinda kissing in the bathroom while she was cleaning.I watched her and she didn't even move or care, just wiped the floor with a cloth as if it were a normal occurrence.My hands were shaking now because of what happened, but I wanted so badly to make her weep, emotionally and physically.I don't care if it hurt me too, or if she's my mate, it worked for a while.And then she saved me, making me soften up, but I seemed to remember who she is and I couldn't soften up, even though I helped her and even though she looked so tempting on my bed while she slept days ago.The way she ignored my plans to make her cry and not shade any single tear made me very upset.I clenched my hands into fists, try
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