Belinda's POV.The Alpha comes barreling past us, thank goodness we hid before he could spot us, the rogue beside me, grins, just like the maniac he is.The Alpha calls out Allyssa's name, I squirm, the emotion I hear in his voice does not sit well with me, it's as if he's broken, as if her death would cut off a part of him.I think he has found out that Allyssa is innocent and is feeling guilty because of that, but that should be the least of my concerns because the wolfsbane we gave her should be enough to end her, to take her out of the picture.The rogue is now breathing down my neck. He smells of musk, blood and wolf, and yet something about him seems...different, it feels more like predatory or savage and awful.I guess that's why he's a rogue, that's how rogues are, and the brute beside me, is A LOT of rogue. I scoff, I really do dislike this man, but I have to do whatever I have to do to win. He leans close to me, whispers, "You are so much prettier when you're angry." And th
Allyssa's POV.My head is pounding, my whole body aches, I can feel the pain pulsing through me, I wonder what the rogue had injected into my veins.My head is swimming and I try to make sense of my surroundings, but I can't, it's like something is pulling me down, back to unconsciousness, but I open my eyes again, this time the pain recedes a little. All these little wounds were there on my body, but they're gone now, and I think Talia's cream had worked, yet it feels as if someone had ripped open a large wound in my chest. My breathing is labored as I struggle to get the air back into my lungs. The room is dark and dimly lit, making it hard to tell where I am exactly.Then the faces come into view, The healer, Alpha Lance. Alpha Lance?!My gaze snags on his bedraggled hair and his face that looks like hasn't had a good night's rest in years. He seems paler and thinner than usual, but I'm not sure why he looks this way, or how long he was out for. He smiles gently at me. "Oh, yo
Lance's POV.I watch her as she eats, the way her lips close in the spoon, it s enthralling, she's enchanting, a mystery I want to fall into, but I have to hold myself back.Because she does not deserve me, I want to tell myself that it has nothing to do with her lineage, but everytime I think about what she had to go through because of me, I realize how deeply I hurt and wronged her.I do not even know of she would forgive me, and if I was in her shoes, I would probably not forgive me either. I don't know why I'm having all these feelings, the mate bond would probably be a good place to start though, buy I guess I owe her, I accused her of being in cohorts with rogues, tortured her and she even almost got killed because of me, so at least I want to keep her protected.She must have gone through a lot of pain, I want to fold her and put her in my pocket so that she never gets hurt ever again.The rogues di pose a huge problem because they seem to be after her, and why anyone would be
Lance's POV.I walk with Dylan by my side, reminiscing on the recent developments."I would really like to know who is behind all these incidents, the best guess is that someone inside here has been doing deals with the rogues and that is how they got in and attempted to kill Talia, and now, someone inside had brought a rogue from outside to try and kill Allyssa, thank goodness that they did not succeed in their plan." I'm deadpan.He looks deep in thought and then he snaps his fingers, " You're right Alpha, but the problem is that the things don't just add up, who could it be, could a person really sneak a rogue, a group of rogues, into the compound without the guards noticing? " He asks and I roll the question around in my head." It is not exactly impossible, you know, it could be done, but it wouldn't take one person to do it, they must have had backup." I point out and he nods.Dylan claps his hands together."So, let's lay out our facts" he exhales , "So firstly, someone tried t
Allyssa's POV.I wake up feeling refreshed, I don't know what kind of magic the healer worked but I haven't felt better in days, so that's something at least. The healer must be a very skilled one for him to be able to heal me as fast as he did. I swing my legs off the bed, and jump down, my feet touching the cold grounds sends goosebumps cascading down my arms, I turn to the side in a kind of arc with my feet joint together and planted in place so that only my torso moves, there is no pain in my ribs.I stretch for about five minutes without feeling any pain, I am aghast with glee.The door opens and the healer walks in.I flung myself on him, squeezing him in a hug, he chuckled."You really do have a miracle body, " He says by way of greeting."Good morning to you too, and before you ask, I had a good night, how about you?" I say politely with a tinge of sarcasm and he roars with laughter."I see that you're all mended up and all, I don't think you need to stay here in confinement
Alyssa's POV.I slumped down onto the edge of my bed, utterly exhausted. My body felt heavy and drained, the weight of the past few months bearing down on me. I had just gotten out of prison, wrongly accused of being a rogue or something. It was a nightmare I never thought I would experience.How could they accuse me of that?I didn't even know how to use a gun or dare hurt a fly!Belinda. That name echoed in my mind, a constant reminder of the one I believed was responsible for my unjust imprisonment. She had always held a grudge against me, jealous of my abilities and my close bond with Talia. I couldn't shake off the guilt that consumed me. The accusations thrown at me were like daggers to my heart. How could anyone believe that I would harm Talia, my closest friend?Sitting in my small room, I stared out the window, lost in my thoughts. The moon cast a soft glow on the world outside, painting everything in a mysterious light. I couldn't help but wonder if justice would ever be se
Alyssa's POV."What the hell!" she screamed as her eyes landed on the shattered china.The head slave's scowl deepened, and she shook her head in disappointment. "You're useless, Alyssa! Utterly useless!" She unleashed a torrent of curses and insults in my direction. Her words stung, and I could feel the heat rise to my cheeks as embarrassment and shame consumed me.I knew she was right. My best intentions had crumbled along with the china on the floor. I swallowed my tears and began to clean up the mess, picking up the shattered pieces with trembling hands. Confusion clouded my mind as I struggled to comprehend what had just happened. Before I could fully gather my thoughts, a small chuckle reached my ears. I turned around to see Belinda standing there with a sly smile on her face. She was failing to hide.It was clear she had something to do with my untimely fall, why did she hate me so much?Before I could confront her, the head slave stormed towards me with an expression of pure
Lance's POV."Alpha, that rogue went out to meet her rogue partners." Belinda said, her eyes on me.I growled immediately when I heard what Belinda said, I stared at her doubtfully.I can remember, "What do you mean?" I asked."Alpha, I'm serious, she's not here." Belinda said.I rushed to the slave quarters immediately, as a slave she had no right leaving the pack grounds without permission or supervision.I entered the slave quarters and the head slave swallowed immediately she saw me."Alpha, Alyssa didn't finish what I asked her to do." She said immediately."Alyssa?" I asked."Yes, she's in the kitchen right now." She replied, swallowing nervously.I stared at Belinda, then back at the head slave."You said she went out." I turned to Belinda."Yes, I saw her.""She sneaked out." Belinda nodded."Alyssa." The head slave called out.She rushed to the kitchen and I followed her slowly, Alyssa wasn't there."She was here when I left her." The head slave frowned.I groaned, tiredness
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