Allyssa's POV.I wake up groggily, a sharp pain shooting through my skull, I attempt to stand up but my body feels foreign, painful, I look around me, I'm in a shed, on a pile of what looks like hay.I blink I'm confused at first, then everything starts rushing back, the lie the Alpha told the Head slave, the punishments, fainting out of exhaustion.I try to roll over but instantly regret it, my back is on fire, I let out a low sob, looking at my arms and legs, surely enough angry welts with the outline of the Head Slave's whip look back at me and I hid my face in embarrassment and shame, taking a bath will be a real hassle.I have to stand up, my shirt is stiff in some places where the blood has dried, I walk to the door of the shed and yank, but it doesn't give."Great! So I will just stay here, hungry and covered in my own blood, because of something I didn't even do." I muttered to myself.Anger bubbles inside of me and I try to suppress my emotions, Belinda and the Alpha are just
Lance's POV.The sun filters into the room, and I rub my eyes, feeling groggy, it's morning. I jerk upright, my eyes widening. It's morning."Damn it!" I curse, it's morning, which means Allyssa had been punished by the head slave, as a result of the order I gave.I shot up from the bed, running into the shower. I had given the Head slave orders to punish her, but now? I don't want her to be punished at all.Maybe the head slave has not carried out the task yet, maybe I can get there fast enough to rectify my mistake."Shit shit shit, fuck!" I slam my fist against the wall of my bathroom, the cold jets of water drenching me, but it does nothing to calm me down.I don't understand this sudden concern I'm feeling, sure, I hate Allyssa, but at this moment, I don't want her hurt. I close my eyes as the water cascades down my body, thinking of her in pain makes my chest squeeze painfully.A low growl rips from my throat, I don't need a psychic to tell me that I messed up big time, and th
Allyssa's POV.I can't help but mumble to myself when I leave the Alpha, he's playing his tricks on me again and he thinks I'll be stupid enough to fall for his tricks, I'm not daft, he hates me and was probably trying to set me up again.My body cannot bear to receive another bout of punishments, so I had to take my chance and escape before he could stop me. He probably told the Head Slave something incriminating about me.I wouldn't put it past him to do something like that, judging from what happened yesterday. Keeping my distance is the best thing I can do for myself. I growl in frustration, entering the garden, I pick a little work basket and move towards a row of flowers, I bend and start pulling the weeds out of the soil with my gloved hands."Foolish stupid Alpha" I pull the first weed and visualize his face, with each weed I pull and deposit in the basket, I think of it as his hair and pull with an intensity that shocks even me."What was that whole drama about leaving the b
Allyssa's POV.I start struggling against his grip yet the bastard looks amused. I wonder who this man is. Why must each day come with its own sorrows, can't I just have a peaceful day?I yelp as he tightens his hold on my wrist, grinding my bones, "Let go of me immediately," I struggle, " I said unhand me" my voice is raw and throaty.He bursts out laughing, sending spit flying to my face. I make a disgusted expression but mostly I am shocked, laughing was the least I expected him to do, but then just as abruptly as he started, he stops laughing and starts glaring at me with venom clearly written on his face." If you think you are going to escape from me that easily, then you must be in over your head, if you think I'll let you go, you are very wrong, I came here for you and I am going to leave here with you in town" He replies." Who are you? What do you want? I don't even know you? Why are you doing this? Please let me go, I am just a slave, please please I beg you please let me g
Lance's POV.My jaw tightens and I barely register the fact that Allyssa is bowing to me, the image of that stranger's hand dangling dangerously close to her breasts is seared into my mind and I can't shake it off.I do not want to say that I'm jealous, but I am, honestly, I am very pissed that I could strangle someone with my bare hands.How dare he, scratch that, how could she walk around flaunting him like that, it is strictly forbidden for slaves to behave in such a dishonorable manner and I have half the mind to punish her right here, but I hold myself back. I am so angry, the anger is so overwhelming that I want to hit something, I am confused as to why I'm feeling this way, it's so confusing and conflicting with the hatred I have for her. The man straightens and looks around, finding that Allyssa had slipped out of his grip, I squint and manage to glare at him at the same time, something about this man does not feel right.Like there's some dark cloud hanging over his head, h
Allyssa's POV.After regaining my breath, the Head slave walks up to me, I bow to her but she does not acknowledge my greeting.Instead she walks to me menacingly looking very pleased with the stiffness of my posture, as though that is the trophy she received for punishing me.Who knows maybe the Alpha even congratulated and gave her a gold medal for wreaking havoc on my body, I clenched my jaw, to prevent tears from falling.I should be happy, at least I escaped from that strange weirdo, at least that counts for something, maybe my lunch is not just pure rotten luck. "If you are done with the garden, then move to the training area immediately, it needs cleaning and the equipments need their maintenance,get moving, there is no need for you too stand here, looking like a fish out of water" She sneers and I sigh inwardly, but keep a neutral expression on my face."Yes ma'am" I mutter dryly, turning towards the door and heading out, when I look over my shoulder, she is striding back to
Lance's POV.Watching Allyssa speed walk out of the room, her knees wobbling and hands injured tugs at my heart strings and I look towards the door she just exited from.Instead of feeling satisfied about what I had done to her, I feel… hurt, like I have made a big mistake, as if I'm being swallowed by the gulf of distance between us, how I went from feeling hatred for her, to feeling hurt when I make her life miserable.I need to talk to her, that much is clear, firstly because I need to ask her who the hell that stranger was, and why he was holding her so intimately, it has been eating at me since I saw them earlier. I want to know where he disappeared to, and how he knows how to find his way around the pack so well, even if he is a stranger. Also, I need to find out if she is okay. After scrubbing the floor till her fingers bleed, I feel very shitty and I need to know if she is okay. "I will talk to you later, I have something to do" I say to Belinda, just to be polite, of course
Allyssa's POVI walk briskly, ignoring the clawing in my chest about the Alpha's attitude towards me, in the direction of the Slave quarters.Funny how a place as ominous as the slave quarters has become a comfort zone for me, the only one I have.Belinda and the Alpha keep devising ways to make my life harder with each passing day and I don't know if I will be able to hold out. I hate the fact that he saw me at my weakest point, something I promised myself would never happen. What was he feeling when he watched me wipe my face and immediately knew that I was crying, triumph? Satisfaction? Pity?! The thought makes me shiver,the Alpha pitying me has to be the worst of all the possible emotions he could have for me.I don't want his pity, because I know it's not real, he hates me and that's that, I am not going to delude myself into thinking that the Alpha has any other emotions for me apart from hatred and revulsion, he's probably keeping this mate bond between us so that he can to
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