Alyssa's POV. The noise in the slave quarters is deafening , almost as loud as if someone had turned up the volume on an entire room full of slaves. It echoes through every corner, like a chorus. The whole place seems to shake. But it wasn't shaking, the discussion made it sound like it would fall. I twisted my hands painfully as my memory drifted to the Alpha, how he hurt me yesterday. My heart clenched at the thought. He was such a bad Alpha, and I didn't know why. But I couldn't get him out of my head. I blame the moon goddess for making him my mate. He's so intense, and so darn handsome, I didn't like how attractive he is with the way he acts cruel, it makes me think of him even when I don't want to. I sighed in frustration as I waited for my turn. It was finally my turn, the head slave's eyes narrowed in anger immediately she saw me ,her mouth set in a straight line of disapproval. She grabbed the edge of my collar and forced me onto my knees. She held my head down by m
Lance's POV.I sighed as my thoughts trailed to a particular direction I didn't like. I hated that she was on my mind, it aggravates me so much, but I couldn't help it, Alyssa was always in my thoughts even when I shouldn't think of her. I should hate her more than I already did for who she is, who's daughter she is. I hate her for who her father is, and I promise that she'll pay for everything her father did. Hated that I thought of her when I wanted to think of something else, she somehow creeps into my mind. I hate how beautiful she is. Her light brown hair, hazel green eyes, and full lips. How the tip of her mouth would quiver when she smiles. How her cheeks get rosy when she blushes. The way her hair falls loosely over her face, framing her perfectly oval features. I want her to suffer so much she'll hate me, suffer so much it'll please me. I don't care that she hates me or what, all I care is that she suffers. Seeing her suffer will please me, and I'll make sure I punish
Alyssa's POV.I didn't expect to run into the Alpha, I was just avoiding the head slave, it felt like she was seriously on my case earlier.Immediately I realized who was talking to me, my heart began somersaulting like it was preparing for an athletic competition.I swallowed nervously as my eyes widened, when I stared at him,his wicked smile making me nervous. The way he looked down at me made my entire body shiver. I don't know if I was shivering because he's so fine or if I was shivering because I expected him to punish me.I knew I landed in trouble when I ventured here running away from the head slave.It felt like I moved from the frypan to the fire, but it wasn't exactly the opposite. It was the same feeling that happens when you go into a hot frying pan and you feel the heat.It wasn't painful per say, but it was uncomfortable.He had that effect on me. He was my mate after all, though he made it obvious that he hated me.It felt bad to know that my mate didn't like me, his
Allyssa's POV.I rush off, eager to make it to the slave quarters, my stomach growls and I take deep breaths to calm myself, pangs of hunger rattle my bones and fatigue seeps into my system, making me drowsy. I need to eat, so I move my legs faster, at least when I get to the slave quarters, I'll have a bite, as measly as it might be, it is still something.I stop in my tracks when I see a familiar face, it's Belinda, she looks elegant wearing a red dress with spaghetti straps and a sequined pattern embroidered from the breast to the waist, a gold coloured high heeled shoe adorns her ankles and foot and I immediately feel self-conscious, my clothes are wrinkled and dirty from work and my flats are at the point of depletion.She walks towards me with a menacing smirk that makes me ball my hands into fists, her elegance does nothing to hide the evil in her eyes as she smirks at me, I am tempted to give her a very unfriendly sneer in return, but that would only serve to make whatever pun
Alyssa's POV.I wipe my eyes with the palm of my hands, there is no need to dwell on what I just saw, but the image keeps replaying in my head, it has been seared in my mind and I can not seem to shake it off. My mate and that evil Belinda, right in front of me making out like the world would end if they didn't, "Hey you!" I hear the voice to my left and my stomach drops as I come to a screeching halt."Yes ma'am" I bow as the head slave appears in my peripheral vision."Where have you been?" She is stroking her whip and my whole body stills, the lie running through my head in a matter of seconds."I was cleaning the training area" I lie "I just dropped off the materials" My hearts thumping at full speed at this point and at this rate, I might have a heart attack.The woman's face contorts into an expression of rage as she sends a blinding slap across my face, I balk, the pain making fresh tears spring to my eyes."How dare you lie to me?" She begins, brandishing her whip threatening
Alyssa's POV.I wipe my eyes with the palm of my hands, there is no need to dwell on what I just saw, but the image keeps replaying in my head, it has been seared in my mind and I can not seem to shake it off. My mate and that evil Belinda, right in front of me making out like the world would end if they didn't, "Hey you!" I hear the voice to my left and my stomach drops as I come to a screeching halt."Yes ma'am" I bow as the head slave appears in my peripheral vision."Where have you been?" She is stroking her whip and my whole body stills, the lie running through my head in a matter of seconds."I was cleaning the training area" I lie "I just dropped off the materials" My hearts thumping at full speed at this point and at this rate, I might have a heart attack.The woman's face contorts into an expression of rage as she sends a blinding slap across my face, I balk, the pain making fresh tears spring to my eyes."How dare you lie to me?" She begins, brandishing her whip threatening
Alyssa's POV.A torrent of ice cold water falls on my entire body and I wake with a croak which is supposed to be a shout. The water is pure torture but my parched throat makes me lap it up with my tongue, relishing in the cool feeling of the water against my throat, it does not scratch the surface of the thirst that has taken over my body, but it is something."Wake up, rat" The nasal voice screeches, and I immediately gather myself up from the ground where I'm bundled, it's the Head slave.Cold rage and dislike rises from the pits of my soul for this woman, but I immediately clamp it down as fast as it rears its ugly head. "Y- ye- Yes ma'am" The cold water kicks in as my teeth chatter and I begin to shiver."You have overslept, so you need to get to work immediately" She commands and I clamp my mouth shut to stop from saying anything that would get me into a load of trouble.She took the time to pour the water over me 'after I had overslept' very conveniently, if she was so conce
Allyssa's POV.I wake up with a start, looking at my surroundings. I'm in my underwear,which should bother me, but it doesn't, the room is unfamiliar and cozy, the bed is as soft as clouds and I recline deeper into it, the pillow supporting my head is made of silk.The room is dimly lit and so the light does not assault my eyes, the door opens and I nearly jump out of my skin. What was I expecting? That this room had materialized out of nowhere? With no owner?An elegant woman steps into the room, closing the door behind her and I immediately relax, she looks kind and friendly and has a soothing aura. "Hello" She smiles, making her way to the sofa right opposite the bed, she plops down."Sorry I left you alone, you must have been so shocked, I had to run a few errands you see" She gives me a bright smile that makes her glow and I crack a smile, she's so beautiful yet so kind, it almost moves me to tears."You do not have to say sorry" I croak, she notices and stands up to hand me a
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