Adelaide
I 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.”
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
I feel my father’s strong arms wrap around me. He’s carrying me away from this place. I snuggle into his chest knowing I’m safe and no one can hurt me anymore. He’ll keep me safe, he’s always kept me safe and he’ll rip the throats of those that hurt me. He’s done it before and he’ll do it again to protect his family and his pack.A noise snaps my eyes open, the moon is creating the smallest glow into the room. I look up to the inch-thick crack in the wall. The chains around my wrists clink against the floor as my back scrapes against the ragged stone.No one was coming to save me, no one knew where I was.Four months ago I was a princess… no, I am a princess, that will never change. Although I don’t feel like one. Chained to the rough rock. The dirt and grime clinging to my skin. I think back to when my life was normal; my father eating breakfast like he does every morning before heading to do his duties.I wish I had looked at him more that morning, he had given me one of his strong
Tears slide down my cheeks as his scent fills my nostrils, the scent that always told me I was safe. The scent of my father’s Beta who always read me bedtime stories. The scent that would sneak me chocolate before dinner when my father said I wasn’t allowed. The scent that used to mean safety and fatherly love.“Sammy, please-” a little girl’s voice comes out my mouth before a slap echoes around the stone cell. If he hadn’t been holding me up by the chain, I would have been knocked to the floor. My cheek stings but it’s nothing compared to the burning of the wolfsbane coursing through my veins. I desperately try to hold back any tears. I’m a strong, brave ferocious wolf. He has no right to make me cry. No right to hurt me… but that is besides the point. I can control the fact I will not cry.“You don’t call me that, your father betrayed me,” he sneers, his lips next to my ear caused another flinch. He throws me back to the floor, I don’t try to move. “You’re ready. Conner, Trey releas
I’m dragged from the dungeon and put into a small room, the door locks behind me. I look around, a metal bed to my right, there’s nothing else but a door to the left. I try it and there’s a small bathroom; a shower, toilet, and basin. The room and bathroom together was only a few metres square.I sit on the floor next to the bed, tears slip down my dirty cheeks. I could try and escape but I can’t trust Samual won’t kill my little brother. I would never forgive myself if anything worse happened to him. But I’m terrified of trying to ‘please’ Samual’s son, I’ve never really been one to please anyone.Samual broke from our pack eleven years ago, I had met his son a few times but I was seven or eight, didn’t pay much attention to him. I was too busy training. I knew his son was a few years older than me. What’s his name? Wayne? Cane? Cade? Ugh, I can’t remember. I suppose I’ll find out soon enough.A sob emanates from my chest. I don’t want to cry, silent tears are the most I ever allowed
After 24 hours in that room, the door’s unlocked from the outside. Trey jumps to his feet from his chair as Samual saunters into the small room. I remain on the bed trying to look docile. “Stand up,” he snaps, I guess to me so I get to my feet slowly. I want to give the opinion the wolfsbane’s still affecting me.I continue to go against my nature and keep my head down. He grabs my arms roughly pulling my wrist eye level to him. “You’re not healing quick enough,” he snaps, seemingly enraged I still had welts where the chains had been for months… what did he expect? “A-Alpha, can I suggest Moonflower ointment,” Trey speaks carefully, not wishing to anger Samual further. Samual yanks my head up to look at my neck, I grunt at the sudden movement of my neck. “Organise she gets some and uses it.” He lets my head drop back down.Suddenly he growls, a noise that starts in his chest ending in his throat, “She’s too dirty for my son. Why is she still dirty!” I hear the sound of a head banging
“You OK?” I jump when Trey appears next to me; I hadn’t heard him approach. I wipe my cheek roughly, he wasn’t meant to see that. I feel my canines extend and turn quickly, pretending to wipe my eyes.‘No,’ I tell my wolf.‘Sorry, he scared me, have you noticed he’s good looking?’‘Shut up, that is something we are NOT thinking about.’‘But I’m bored, can I see his wolf?’‘You’ve barely been awake 24 hours! Calm down.’I feel my canines go back to normal and run my tongue along to be sure before turning around to face Trey. “Sorry, I’m fine, could… could you get me a brush? If I need to look respectable…” He nods to me and goes out the door. I dress in the clothes I took off – no others had been provided and hear Trey talking to someone at the door. “-brush, yes and some more clothes, she can’t stay in the same set. And I’m hungry, I’m sure she is too.” He shuts the door again as I exit the bathroom.I sit back on the bed, “Are you Samual’s Beta?” The way he demands those around him s
I can’t believe my Trey’s here! He’s been guarding me all this time. A little of me’s annoyed he didn’t tell me sooner, or speak to me. But in this moment I don’t care. Trey and I sit on the bathroom floor, his hand in mine, our knees touching with our legs crossed.“Why didn’t you contact me? I waited for you.” The shower still on to hide our conversation.“I didn’t think you wanted me to. I was 17… stupid.” Trey leans closer to me, reaching for my cheek. I didn’t realise how much I’d missed him, but his tender touch on my cheek reminds me of everything we had. “But I can’t have you,” he whispers as his lips touch my cheekbone, I hate that he’s right.I turn to lean into him, my back against his chest, his legs either side of mine “How long do we have?” I pull his arms around me, I was always the instigator with him. He had been terrified to touch me when we first trained together, and then we showed a romantic interest. Instead, he would take me on long walks, we would climb trees t
We walk up to the house, my arm in my captors. I try to take in the village they’ve made, but honestly, I can’t. I’m focusing on the house before me. It’s smaller than my home…. obviously. I suppose that’s really not hard. I see three floors, however knowing my own house. I bet there’s at least one floor underground.Samual has styled his house 19th century, it reminds me of a vineyard house. With its pale stone and rosewood windows. A balcony casts a shadow over the entrance. If I was visiting on official business, I would have commented that it was a lovely piece of architecture.Samual grips my hand painfully, “Remember,” he sneers into my ear.“Why, Alpha Blackwood, I don’t ever know what you mean,” I put on my regal official voice that’s only reserved for outsiders. He smiles, I know how to play his stupid little game, oh ye of little faith.I sneer inwardly as he opens the large glass door. A few pack members were around, they appear to work in the house. A dark brown haired man
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