*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
Alyssa's POV.I knew he was trying to make me notice him, and I wanted to do what Talia said.I didn't expect him to be angry about that, I didn't expect him to even care about my reaction but I could see his reaction.It was so blatant and obvious that even a blind could see it.I wondered why he felt that way or even the need to do that, I knew he didn't like or want me, I was his enemy and he didn't like the fact that I'm his mate.He never failed to show me he hated me, he never missed an opportunity to remind me of how much he wanted to kill me. He punished me in manners I couldn't quite understand and sometimes I felt like I should've died.He also punishes me emotionally, by making me watch him with another woman.It's like watching a horror movie, every time I see her he gets closer and closer to her until she finally says yes and they're kissing like they had been for years.I feel sick when they break apart and smile like they are so in love.So when I was told how to reac
Lance's POV.I don't know what came over me, after telling myself I'll stay away.I won't kiss her, I still went on and did it.The moment my lips touched hers I was hooked. I kissed like I was mad.And I didn't care who saw us.There was no time for anything but kissing, only her lips against mine.And she kissed me back, hard.It was hot, so hot I could feel the sweat on my forehead, the heat from our tongues as we danced together.My hands were all over her body, pulling her closer to me while feeling the warmth radiating from her. We were both consumed by each other, it felt like we engulfed ourselves. It felt like we were drowning, in passion, in ecstasy.Her hands ran through my hair, caressing my face as she moved against my lips. She pulled at my shirt with her fingernails, tugging it up a bit higher to expose more of my abs.I stepped back immediately,it felt like I was slapped on the face.I suddenly remembered who I was enthusiastically kissing, I remembered how I hated h
Lance's POV."Beta Dylan, why are you here?" I asked straightening immediately like I was caught doing something bad."Oh, Alpha, I came to brief you about what we discussed last time." he replied, staring at me like I've gone mad.I understood his stare immediately, I can't believe I was even startled when I saw him in the first place.He's my best friend, confidant and Beta, yet for some reason the memory of my kiss with Alyssa keeps messing with my brain somehow.I opened the door to my office and stepped in, Dylan walked behind me, "So tell me again, what am I giving them?" he asked.I sat on my desk, furiously typing on the laptop, I turned to Dylan who waited for me with his brows raised."We'll accept half of the terms, I'm trying to be at peace with them because I don't want unnecessary war and any attack to the pack." I passed him the letter."I'll make them know this." he replied, staring at the paper once more before folding it neatly into his pocket."So what's your probl
Alyssa's POV."Alyssa." I ran immediately, hoping I'll reach the head slave before she gets upset.It was late in the evening, the moon was high and bright above.The night air was crisp with the scent of freshly cut grass and pine trees.The sounds of crickets, and frogs were so loud they seemed to fill my eardrums like a drum beat.The breeze felt cool against my cheeks and tickled them gently."Yes ma'am." I said."You'll join the other slaves to serve in the club." She said,My eyes followed the direction she pointed and I saw other slaves lining up to enter a bus.I nodded, running closer to them. I stood in line too, waiting for my turn to enter the long bus.When it reached my turn, the driver opened the door and let me inside, soon we were all in and the car began moving.I never reached this side of the pack, and it made me realize how big the pack is."We're here." The driver said.I looked around. The bus had stopped at a fancy building.The music was blasting already, I c