Alyssa's POV.My whole body ached, throbbing in time with my pulse.My mouth tasted of iron and blood, and I wondered how long it had been since I’d last eaten.Hours maybe, days. The world was hazy, indistinct, a haze that hid the stars above and made it feel like I might drown. My head hurt, too, pulsing in time with a headache that pounded along with each beat of my heart. There was a pain behind my eyes, as though they were being crushed. My skin felt thick like putty under my clothes. My teeth ground against each other, sending sharp needles of pain through my jaw, my lips.My tongue tasted of blood and dust, dry and gritty like sand in my mouth.And the air was hot, suffocatingly so, stifling me from breathing. My throat tightened and closed on itself, making it difficult to breathe. I choked, gasping for breath, but no breath came.My mind raced as I remembered everything that happened the last few minutes, and then the next ten minutes.My memories were scrambled, blurre
Alyssa's POV.I felt much better, but it didn't change that I was hurt.I could still feel sharp tremors down my body, which caused the wound in my side to burn and swell again.I tried not to make any movements when I went from sitting in bed to sitting on a chair, trying to stay as quiet as possible, lest I draw too much attention and be put through more pain.But the pain was still there, feeling better didn't change anything, especially after I had been given a glass of water.My throat was raw and dry, but my body still burned with pain at every movement, causing my chest to feel constricted and my heart to beat painfully fast.I knew that I couldn't stay in this position for much longer, so I decided to take some steps to the bathroom and I wobbled and fell down.The sudden motion made me dizzy again, and I closed my eyes tight, not wanting to get sick or lose consciousness again.It was bad enough that I was in the Alpha's room, and I didn't want to embarrass myself.If he saw
Lance's POV.I couldn't believe what I was staring at, she looked so hot my head felt like exploding.She looks so hot in my shirt, with her lips and eyes looking up from under the sheet as if they were asking me to come closer, touch her.I knew she'll be awake once I got here and I didn't expect her to wear the shirt gown I left for her.But she looks damn good, with her hair a mess, making it look more wild than normal."You're finally up." I said.She nodded, her cheeks red immediately, not used to being caught off guard, "Yeah..." She cleared her throat."I'll be leaving, thank you." She said, looking away again.I didn't know why I saved her or why I couldn't stop staring at her.She was gorgeous, there wasn't any other word that could describe her.Her beauty almost made me forget that I hate her, I should be hating her or doing something to make her suffer.But I don't care, I just can't help it. She looks so beautiful and sensual.It makes me want her bad. She looks good
Belinda's POV.I am beyond pissed that Alyssa has been found in the cottage, and my plan has been foiled, but I have another plan, and that is the reason I'm standing in the deserted part of a bush, waiting for a guard to show up.He comes along, his head bent, probably to stop anyone from seeing us, just like I ordered him. He comes to a stop in front of me, his eyes widening as he drinks me in, I smile, not a friendly smile, my smile is cold and assessing. He bows his head for all of three seconds and then opens his mouth and asks, "Miss, you called"I throw a hefty brown envelope at him, not bothering to dignify his words with a reply, the envelope hits his buffy chest with a thud and starts to slide down, he catches it, his eyes going wide."What's this?" He asks stupidly, and I grimace."That sum of money is your payment, I have a job for you, and that money is supposed to ensure that you do what I say and keep your mouth shut." I reply and he gulps, his eyes scanning the brown e
Allyssa's POV.My eyes are drooping, every time I blink, it's like someone is running gravel over my eyes, I'm just so tired, so exhausted, I'm now in my dark cell, wondering how the hell I jumped from the hot frying pan to the furnace, I just recuperated and got better yesterday and now here I am, in a jail cell, for something I know nothing about.My eyes sting as I blink tears away, the exhaustion clamping down on my muscles. The jail cell is damp and smells pungent, like urine and brine. A few rats scuttle to safety in the dim candle light, something crawls on my legs and I let out a yelp.Looking around the jail cell, it looks like it hasn't been swept in ages, cobwebs line the corners of the high ceilings, the bars on the door are rusted from age, there is no chamberpot or toilet which makes me wonder where I'm going to relieve myself. Despite the ache in my muscles from the way the guards had thrown me into the cell, I sat down and started thinking.I lay out the facts before
Lance's POV.Rogues. Rogues. Rogues.I hate them so damn much, I hate them to the point that the mention of rogues makes my blood boil, clouds my judgment and makes me want to strangle or throttle someone.The fact that Allyssa was in cohorts with rogues all this while is shocking, it has downright thrown me off my feet with disbelief, I should have known, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, she's just like her father, a traitor and a betrayer.My blood is literally boiling, my vision blackening at the edges with rage. I'm so angry, that I don't even wait as long as I'd been planning to, I make my way with a few guards behind me, to Allyssa's jail cell.The doors slide open before I can even get to them.My eyes are burning with fury and I feel myself shaking with anger as I look upon her condition.My stomach churns at how she's currently sitting on the floor, arms wrapped around herself tightly.I shake my head to rid myself of any pity I might feel for her, when I'm done with
Allyssa's POV.My head hurts. My skin hurts. My ribs hurt. Everything hurts. But mostly, my heart hurts.I remember vividly how the air had been cut from me when I was plunged into that water, I had swallowed a lot of water, thrashed around for help but he did not put a stop to it, they kept at it until I was depleted completely. It's a feeling I don't think I'll forget in a long time. The hatred in the Alpha's eyes was enough to make me stop and think for a moment. Not that there's any other thing I can do, stuck in this dank jail cell, with no food or water, I can't even walk around the damn cell because I'm chained to the wall.My ass hurts from sitting for so long, the chains are a bit long and would allow me to stand up, but doing that would probably make my ribs crumble, the throb in my head accelerates, my ears ring as my head keeps pounding.My wolf whimpers and tears flood my eyes, why did I have such a weak wolf? Why did the moon goddess have to pick me to be the Alpha's m
Allyssa's POV.My heart stops in my chest for a moment and then accelerates as I look at the person in the doorway.A gasp topples from my throat because the person at the door is Talia, she is standing there looking around wide-eyed, then turns to the guard at the door and whispers something to him, he nods immediately and looks the other way.The next moment, she is flying to me, my heart drops for a moment and I wonder if she is going to end me right here. Then her arms wrap around me in a tight hug and I immediately feel guilty for thinking that she is here to hurt me. Her arms wrap around my neck and I hug her back, nuzzling the point between her neck and shoulders.A sharp pain courses through me and I wince , the huge bruise on my cheek is aching, probably from the way I was nuzzling Talia like my life depended on it."Oh my gosh, are you hurt?" She asks, her eyes widening when she takes in my appearance. I doubt that what she's seeing is appealing if my split lip and busted c
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