Wade
“Shit,” I mutter to myself as I look up another flight of stairs, and then look down the multiple corridors. No-one seems to be around either, where’s their staff? I hear movement behind me so I turn. A man marching confidently down the corridor, medium brown hair, slim but good build. His gold eyes give him away, this must be Prince Marc. “What are you doing with my sister?” he demands, approaching with long strides. I unconsciously growl as he approaches his arms out to take my mate. He stops, a glint of anger flickering in his eyes that look so much like Adelaide’s.
“Excuse me, do you know who I am?” The Prince puffs his chest out trying to look important, I’m getting frustrated at his lack of urgency. I can feel Adelaide slipping in my arms, I readjust my grip. “Punish me later, I need to get her laid down, she fainted,” I growl towards him. I&r
WadeAn ear-splitting scream jolts me from sleep. I’m up ready for an attack, but what I see makes me drop my fists. Adelaide, wild-eyed, screaming and scrabbling back over her bed before she runs out of mattress and lands on the floor with a thump.I make my way around the bed but before I can get close someone streaks past me. Prince Marc is next to her in a flash, gathers her up in his arms, and sits on the chaise lounge; Adelaide in his lap. He holds her as if she’s a toddler. Stroking her hair, “Shh, it’s OK, you’re safe… Shh, it’s alright. You’re at home, little one.” he mutters soothingly.A growl starts in my chest, but before I can do anything about someone else putting his hands on what’s mine, a large calming hand rests heavily on my shoulder. “It’s OK son, she won’t remember,” King Xander states reas
WadeWhen King Xander arrived at the Blackwood PackI stood next to Trey on our border, waiting. Anticipation and anxiety swirling thickly in the air between us. I couldn’t let anyone know what was about to happen. Dad thought I was training in the woods with Trey, I had relieved him of his guard duty which was something I had done before. So I didn’t think he suspected anything. I hope he doesn’t suspect anything.The unmistakable sound of cars graced my ears long before I saw them. Then finally a line of black SUVs crawled to a stop. A door opened and two men exited the third SUV. I recognised the King and bowed. I didn’t recognise the dirty blonde man next to him. “Mr. Blackwood, please explain where my children are,” I gulped and nodded looking to hi
WadePresentA knock on the door makes me rise from the infirmary chair, “Alpha, Our King requests an audience with you. Please follow me.” I nod and turn back to Trey.“I’ll speak to you later.” I’m still to think of a punishment… may not give him one, to be honest. I follow the guard out. We twist down many corridors, passing doors with unknown rooms beyond. “Welcome to the King’s Wing.” The guard opens the gold-trimmed doors. I’m seeing a pattern here. I had been here earlier in the day, as before, beyond the double doors is a large entrance hall. A woman sitting behind a desk looks up when the door opens.“His majesty is busy,” she states formally, going back to some papers on her desk. Her cropped red hair curtaining her face “His majesty requested him personally. It’s
AdelaideI awake to feel the calmest I have in a long time. The most relaxing smell is cocooning me. I try to stretch but realise thick strong arms are holding me tight. Then I notice my back is against a warm hard chest. “How you feeling?” a deep comforting voice washes over me sending chills down my arms. “What happened?”“You fainted, then you had some bad nightmares. Do you remember them?” I shake my head, but I do… I remember every one. I know who’s behind me. And as I accept the fact another wash of calm envelopes me. It feels nice to not fight it. My wolf purrs in contentment at being where she wants to be. “Darling, you were talking in your sleep. Do you remember anything from your nightmare?”I untangle myself from Wade’s grasp sitting on the edge of the bed. A small amount of fear sets i
Third-person – narratorEveryone looked down at the innocent face of Christopher. His ordeal had forced a regression on the young prince to protect himself from the difficulties he had faced. But his innocent wording had moved all the adults in the room.Trey moved to pick up the youngster, he had grown attached to the boy during his time in captivity and wanted to look after him even now he knew he was safe with his family. Christopher allowed ‘his nice man’ to place him on Trey’s hip. Christopher cuddled into him feeling the comfort that he brought. Christopher couldn’t explain it, but Trey brought a comfort that his parents couldn’t give him.Adelaide wiped her eyes, “Can I go train now?” Xander sighed, exasperated with his daughter. He wished she would just accept her pain and go through a healing process. It had been three months, he at least
AdelaideI began climbing up a particularly tall tree. I can see the two guards getting closer, they can’t climb through. I reach the last thick branch and nestle myself safely within a small hollow between two branches and the trunk. Resting my head back against the rough bark, I allow tears to steak down my cheeks. I don’t like people seeing me cry, I don’t like showing weakness.The last three weeks have been hard. It started as dreams and now it’s firmly in my memories. I didn’t realise my family had noticed my behaviour, it was normal for me to train daily… I had just extended the hours a little… OK, a lot. But the more I trained the less I had the energy to remember. Which was how I like it. At least my family has no idea. Wade mentioned sleep talking… but I’m sure it was just mutters that no
JesseI watch as her tears well up in her golden eyes. I’m pretty sure I know what happened. I’ve got a strong suspicion. She’s not been the same, she’s barely wanted to be around me. And someone has terrified her, she screams at certain guards, she runs from others. There’s one thing they have in common, dark hair and scarred in some way.I’m not ready for her tears to disappear and her face turns blank. My brow furrows at her sudden shift in body language. Then she begins to talk in a voice I’ve never heard from her before. It’s monotonous with zero emotion. It doesn’t sound like her voice.“He came into my cell, he told me he was going to show me what a real man was like. He ripped off my pants. He r-r-r-r- sexually assaulted me. I begged him no. He didn’t listen. He liked that it hurt me. Then he left. Until the next
WadeAdelaide slept after she admitted what had happened. She didn’t wake up screaming. She didn’t even flinch. She just slept. The doctor set up fluids and nutrients on the second day as we were concerned about her. I didn’t feel it was normal for her to be so lifeless. But Doctor James said her body needed to heal; she had worked herself to the ground. Her body had been under so much stress it had just shut down.I sent Trey back to the pack. Christopher wasn’t happy and frankly… neither was Trey, but my pack couldn’t continue without a leader. He’s my beta after all, in the absence of the Alpha, the beta takes over.I got into some kind of routine over the next few days. During the day I trained with the royal guard, then I observed Xander in his duties hoping to learn how to run a pack well. I wanted to run my pack far better than my father ever had
Wade18 months later.I open the double doors seeing Marc sat at the desk within the circular room. “My King,” I state in respect before flopping down on one of the chairs pulling a stack of paperwork towards me that needs attention.I never knew the amount of paperwork that occurred in the palace. It seemed to be never ending.Marc sighs in irritation. “Wade, shut up. Or I’ll start calling you Beta.” He screwed his lips in up pure disgust.I chuckle to Marc. He hates it when I address him formally. He’s only been King for six months and I already piss him off constantly. Of course, it is much to my amusement. “Don’t you have your own office?” he snaps.Oh, he was particularly grumpy today. Excellent.“I just thought you’d want
AdelaideI scream and stumble back. Why is he free? Why is he kneeling like he’s getting a medal or commendation… what the fuck is going on!Wade catches me before I fall to the ground, “Alpha. It’s wonderful to see you!” his smug voice turns my blood cold.“That’s all I need, arrest him,” Father commands from his throne. Instantly guards are around the man, “What?… what’s going on? Alpha?” The man struggles against the two guards clasping shackles around his wrists. Wade begins to shake, his hands clenched in fists as he walks from me. I don’t stop him.Wade turns to the man to look at him “You raped her, you bastard.”The colour drains from his face, “W-Wade… It’s not what you think.”
AdelaideWade’s been super sweet and caring the last few weeks… I’m starting to want passionate Wade though. My wolf is desperate for him to mark me because then we’ll be able to feel his emotions and he can influence mine.The Doctor said my arm is healed enough so he’s taken the cast off, he’s suggested not to spar or train for at least a few more days. I suppose that’s OK. I overdid it and thought I was at full strength, it was my fault my arm snapped. Wade and father blamed the guard which I felt bad for. I suppose he probably won’t want to spar me again. I’ll have to build up muscle again.I’ve felt vulnerable for long enough I need to get myself back together again. I’ve moped, I’ve been depressed, it’s time to get back to normal. I go to the main kitchen where a few guards are eating. They stop when they see me
WadeI’m brushing Adelaide’s luscious brown locks. She broke her arm two days ago training for the first time. I nearly tore the head off of the warrior. Normally she should be pretty much healed by now according to Xander… but she fell up the stairs and re-broke the healing bone. So here I am being the best mate in the whole world, helping her get dressed… I’m not complaining. “There you go, darling.” I kiss her temple gently.“Thank you,” she says in her small childlike voice.I miss her strong confident voice, I miss the fire that usually burns inside her. I remind myself though that I just need to be patient. I’m coming to the end of my month here though. I need to go back to my pack and I want to take her with me… but I can’t while she’s still like this. I have no idea how I’m going to break it to her I&r
WadeAdelaide slept after she admitted what had happened. She didn’t wake up screaming. She didn’t even flinch. She just slept. The doctor set up fluids and nutrients on the second day as we were concerned about her. I didn’t feel it was normal for her to be so lifeless. But Doctor James said her body needed to heal; she had worked herself to the ground. Her body had been under so much stress it had just shut down.I sent Trey back to the pack. Christopher wasn’t happy and frankly… neither was Trey, but my pack couldn’t continue without a leader. He’s my beta after all, in the absence of the Alpha, the beta takes over.I got into some kind of routine over the next few days. During the day I trained with the royal guard, then I observed Xander in his duties hoping to learn how to run a pack well. I wanted to run my pack far better than my father ever had
JesseI watch as her tears well up in her golden eyes. I’m pretty sure I know what happened. I’ve got a strong suspicion. She’s not been the same, she’s barely wanted to be around me. And someone has terrified her, she screams at certain guards, she runs from others. There’s one thing they have in common, dark hair and scarred in some way.I’m not ready for her tears to disappear and her face turns blank. My brow furrows at her sudden shift in body language. Then she begins to talk in a voice I’ve never heard from her before. It’s monotonous with zero emotion. It doesn’t sound like her voice.“He came into my cell, he told me he was going to show me what a real man was like. He ripped off my pants. He r-r-r-r- sexually assaulted me. I begged him no. He didn’t listen. He liked that it hurt me. Then he left. Until the next
AdelaideI began climbing up a particularly tall tree. I can see the two guards getting closer, they can’t climb through. I reach the last thick branch and nestle myself safely within a small hollow between two branches and the trunk. Resting my head back against the rough bark, I allow tears to steak down my cheeks. I don’t like people seeing me cry, I don’t like showing weakness.The last three weeks have been hard. It started as dreams and now it’s firmly in my memories. I didn’t realise my family had noticed my behaviour, it was normal for me to train daily… I had just extended the hours a little… OK, a lot. But the more I trained the less I had the energy to remember. Which was how I like it. At least my family has no idea. Wade mentioned sleep talking… but I’m sure it was just mutters that no
Third-person – narratorEveryone looked down at the innocent face of Christopher. His ordeal had forced a regression on the young prince to protect himself from the difficulties he had faced. But his innocent wording had moved all the adults in the room.Trey moved to pick up the youngster, he had grown attached to the boy during his time in captivity and wanted to look after him even now he knew he was safe with his family. Christopher allowed ‘his nice man’ to place him on Trey’s hip. Christopher cuddled into him feeling the comfort that he brought. Christopher couldn’t explain it, but Trey brought a comfort that his parents couldn’t give him.Adelaide wiped her eyes, “Can I go train now?” Xander sighed, exasperated with his daughter. He wished she would just accept her pain and go through a healing process. It had been three months, he at least
AdelaideI awake to feel the calmest I have in a long time. The most relaxing smell is cocooning me. I try to stretch but realise thick strong arms are holding me tight. Then I notice my back is against a warm hard chest. “How you feeling?” a deep comforting voice washes over me sending chills down my arms. “What happened?”“You fainted, then you had some bad nightmares. Do you remember them?” I shake my head, but I do… I remember every one. I know who’s behind me. And as I accept the fact another wash of calm envelopes me. It feels nice to not fight it. My wolf purrs in contentment at being where she wants to be. “Darling, you were talking in your sleep. Do you remember anything from your nightmare?”I untangle myself from Wade’s grasp sitting on the edge of the bed. A small amount of fear sets i