So Mark is an even bigger douche. but who is the mystery woman? how will Leia react?
trigger warning. violence, sexual abuse.Leia’s pov “So, Leia. I didn’t ask back then, but is something going on with you and Mark? Cause you’ve been spending a lot of fucking time at home compared to first.” Shit, dad had noticed it too. Was something wrong with me? Kate had said something and now dad too. This couldn’t be a fucking good sign if others noticed me avoiding Mark. Fuck. “We were moving a bit too fucking fast, I guess. It’s going well, I just needed some space?” I said. It was the closest to the truth I could say to my dad, without telling him about losing my fucking virginity. “I love you, princess and I want the fucking best for you and if Mark is anything less than that, you can tell me.” Dad said. “It’s not that, dad. I think it’s just him getting his wolf and all that mate talk. I’m only sixteen and it feels like I’m promising myself to someone for fucking ever. It’s all just a fucking lot. “ Dad laughed, “you don’t have to stay with the first boyfriend you ha
Asher’s pov “I just called her and she was at Mark’s. So I thought I’d tell her over the phone, so she could confront him or break up.” Kate said, sounding unsure. “But I think I made a mistake. What if she confronts him and he hurts her? I should have waited, but I was scared she might have sex with him or do something she’d regret. I don’t know. Asher, what should I do? Should I call her again?” “We’re going to Mark’s house.” I said and I walked out, while Kate ran behind me. I didn’t trust Mark at all. And I knew how pissed off Leia could get. If she pushed the wrong buttons, who knows what Mark might do. I had to get her out of there. Maybe punch Mark once for good measure. “Or more than once,” Logan growled. I drove as fast as I could. We went to that friends house, but he told me Mark was staying at his mom and gave me the address, after I threatened him. Luckily Mark’s moms house wasn’t that far away and I knocked on the door impatiently. I had told Kate to wait in the car
Siera’s pov “Are you sure you want to do this today? We can wait a week or more. Asher was arrested and with everything that’s going on.” Beta Damian asked me. “No, it’s fine. It’s a nice distraction actually. Numbers are easy and they calm me.” Damian laughed, “don’t say that to Alpha Osiris. They have the opposite effect on him. You’re dad was the same. He didn’t mind doing the accounting for the pack.” I smiled at Damian, he had been training me for the last few weeks. Well, I’ve been shadowing him some days a week and he lets me do some small tasks now and then. Today that task is finances. There is a long excel sheet of finances that I have to sort through. I put my headphones on, put some music on and went to work. I didn’t think Asher was capable of doing to Mark what they said he did. I only heard a few things, but from what I heard, Mark was tortured before being killed. Asher did have some anger issues, but beating someone up was very different than skinning someone. I
Leia’s pov I was putting on a brave face, but everything that happened was a fucking lot. I wasn’t just dealing with being beaten and almost sexually assaulted by someone I thought fucking loved me. I couldn’t even be angry with him, because he fucking died. My dad says I should talk to someone or maybe doctor fucking Angela, but I am in no mood for therapy. I want my body to heal first, those ribs hurt a whole fucking lot whenever I laugh, cry or just fucking breath. And I hate having my arm in a cast. It’s my right arm too, so I can’t even fucking write. Okay, pity party is over. Right not we need to figure out who killed Mark. “Honey? Are you okay?” Mom said softly. She had been tiptoeing around me and it was getting on my fucking nerves. I didn’t need to be babied. Especially not when this whole thing was my fucking fault. Everyone warned me about Mark, but I stupidly stayed. “I’m fine, mom. I’m hanging out with Sierra and Kate today, okay?” “Be careful, if you start to feel
Kate’s pov I was one of the only people allowed to see Asher. Honestly, I would go down there even if they told me not to. But for now, dad, mom and I were the ones who could visit with Asher. And Easton, because he was his lawyer. “We’re trying to figure out who did it.” I told Asher after spending the afternoon with Leia. I felt bad for involving her, she was dealing with so much right now and I wasn’t sure if I should give her time or distract her. “So you finally believe I didn’t do it?” Asher said annoyed. “Sorry. I wasn’t sure. Sierra was the one who kept believing and convinced me and Leia to help you.” “Leia? Is she okay?” Asher sounded concerned. “She’s feeling guilty and she’s hurting still. Her body is really sore and I might have pushed her too much by visiting Mark’s mother.” “You did what?!” Asher growled loudly. “I wanted to see if Mark had any other enemies. Search his room or talk to his mom, but she is totally crazy and was no help.” “Why the hell would you
Sierra’s pov I was trying so hard to let Kate know that I considered her a friend. That we were fine, even after she kissed me. I even got dressed near her, trying to show her, I wasn’t scared or felt weird around her. But then I made the stupid mistake of sniffing her neck like an insane person when I was putting a necklace on. She smelt really nice and I was drawn to her scent. When we were both dressed and I had put on some make-up, we went out to my car. Kate’s guard Tyler was behind us, so at least we would be safe. We arrived at the club and Kate looked really nervous. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it softly. “It’s not as bad as it sounds. Just some people dancing and loud music. We’ll try and find Bella and then we’ll leave okay?” Kate looked thankful and I held her hand as we entered the club. It didn’t take us long to find Bella and her group. They were all dancing together, being really loud and cheerful. If Bella was Mark’s mate she wouldn’t look so happy right? I
Kate’s pov I woke up feeling very relaxed. How could I feel this way after last night?! I was angry and sad when I saw Sierra kiss Tyler. Was she really that disgusted by me, that she would kiss the first random guy she saw?! Why was I so warm and what was pressed against me? I still hadn’t opened my eyes, this was one of the best nights of sleep I had ever had. I suddenly remembered where I was and opened my eyes. Scanning the room. I looked down and that’s when I saw it. Sierra’s leg draped all over my leg and her arm on top of mine. How could I have not noticed? I tried to move away, by turning to my back, but Sierra was still asleep and her leg was still on me. So much for not snoring, because she made the cutest little snoring sound. It felt so nice being this close to her, that I was debating staying here. But Sierra would be mortified if she woke up like this. I tried to pull her arm off me, but she grabbed a hold of my pajama shirt and pulled me closer. “Stay.” Sierra gro
Asher’s pov I hated being locked up again. The first time was just boring. But now there was this added stress of being blamed for something I didn’t do. Did they really think I was capable of such a gruesome murder? “Well, you did almost beat Mark to death once.” Logan said. “As I recall, you did the worst part of that beating, slicing open Mark’s arms?!” I growled back in anger. I was worried about Leia and there was no way to reach her in here. I wanted to be there for her and I hoped she didn’t think I did this. Although I didn’t mind it one bit that Mark was death, this was even a bit too much for me. Luckily dad came down, after the blood on my hands was tested, to apologize. “I’m sorry Ash. I should have believed you right away. I need to keep you down here though. You’re still a suspect and if someone is trying to frame you, you’re safer here.” I wasn’t too pleased to stay here, even after dad realized his mistake. Mom visited me often, Kate too and Easton filled me on e
Aaro’s povI shouldn’t have said that, but it was the fucking truth. No matter how much this wasn’t Storm’s choice any more than it was mine, he was still going to mark me against my will. Maybe if things were different, then I would have chosen Storm as my mate.I always hoped I would find my true mate, but that ship had fucking sailed the moment I was bought. Maybe even before then—maybe the moment I was brought to the damn school. It didn’t fucking matter anyway.I saw how my remark hurt Storm, and all I could think of to make this better was to ask him to kiss me. I knew it fucking made me feel better. More than better. The orgasm he gave me was out of this fucking world, and I just wanted to make him feel good too.I didn’t know what the fuck I was doing, but he seemed to enjoy it, and to be honest, I was enjoying it too. I didn’t think having someone’s dick inside my mouth would be fun, but hearing Storm grunt and hold on to my hair and knowing I was the one doing it to him was a
Storm’s povI knew if I got pissed off, Aaro would stop telling me the truth, so I let her talk while inside of me a storm was raging. I wanted to go to the school and kill everyone who ever hurt Aaro. I wanted to destroy the entire school and get everyone out, but I knew I couldn’t. I was a fucking hypocrite. My father had bought Aaro for me and had funded the school for years. I didn’t realize where part of our money was going until I checked the books today. Our pack had been giving money to the Goldacres for decades. How could I say I would destroy the school if I still profited from it? If it wasn’t for the school, I wouldn’t have met Aaro.I wanted to be Aaro’s home, her safe place. She deserved that. Despite the fucked up situation she was thrown into, she was trying to do things her own way. She could have ignored my mother like the rest, but instead she decided to learn Dutch. The thing that bonded me and mam together. If Aaro was smart, she would have sucked up to Dad and R
Aaro’s povEve explained the phone to me, but I still felt like a fucking idiot using it. She was so patient with me, but I knew if others saw me fumbling with the phone, they’d think I was raised under a damn rock. Everyone used technology for everything, and I felt like I didn’t belong in this world.To be honest, I don’t belong here. I belong with my sister; I belong back home.But a part of me wished I did belong here. That I could give Storm what he deserved. He wanted a real person who didn’t have that many secrets, someone who could be themselves around him, and I wasn’t that at fucking all. I had to think before I spoke, because otherwise I could reveal the truth."I really am sorry, Aaro." Eve said again.I shook my head, "don’t be. I’ll be fine."Eve sighed, "it can be really hard sometimes, Aaro. I try to put on a brave face for Storm. I don’t want him to feel bad for me, but it’s really lonely for me. I miss my family and just having a life. Don’t get me wrong; if I had to
Storm’s pov"Aaro is bijna klaar; douchen liep een beetje uit. [Aaro is almost done; the shower took a bit longer than expected.]Mam laughed, "Ik zie dat jij ook ging douchen? [I see you took a shower as well?] She ruffled my wet hair."Dus? [so?]""Niks. Ik ben blij voor je. Ze is speciaal vind je niet? Ik durf het bijna niet te zeggen, maar misschien is zij je, - [Nothing. I am happy for you. She’s special, isn’t she? I am almost too scared to say, but maybe she’s your, -] " I stopped my mom from finishing her sentence."Mam zeg het niet dan! Fuck, je weet zelf wat pap zou doen. [Then don’t say it! Fuck, you know what Dad would do.]"My mother knew better than anyone what my dad thought of true mates, considering she was his. Dad and mom fell in love when they were seventeen. Love at first sight, she called it, and then my grandfather got killed and my dad turned into a paranoid asshole. Too scared of what a true mate meant. He wasn't just scared of losing half his soul if his true
Aaro’s povFucking phone. That stupid fucking phone. Phones didn’t used to be like this, were they? I remember mom and dad having a phone, and I sometimes watched videos on it or played a game. But this thing was totally different.I felt so fucking out of place. I knew nothing about this world. I guess that the school does this on purpose. Make sure to isolate the girls once they’re out of the school. Make sure we don’t know how to use technology to ask for help.We’re not supposed to tell anyone about the school, but even if we only wanted to help ourselves once we were out, we wouldn’t be able to. We had no one to turn to and no way to set up any support system. Maybe I should talk to Eve. She had been isolated, stuck inside this packhouse. She knows how it feels, and maybe she knows how to get out of here.I opened the stupid phone again, cursing at it."You better not fuck this up again. Send text to Eve.""Send text to Eve," the phone said."Do you want to join me and Storm for l
Storm’s povI put Aaro on my lap and let her eat."So what’s her deal?" Cara asked, mind-linking me."What do you mean?""She seems nice, but is she like the rest? Does she want you because of your title?"I laughed, "no, she isn’t like the rest. Not at fucking all. I don’t think she cares about becoming Luna at all.""Did she have any say in coming here? Did her parents force her?"I sighed, "she’s an orphan. It’s fucking complicated Cara, but she doesn’t really have a choice. So I’m trying my fucking best to make everything not suck as fucking much."Cara smiled at me, "you want her to like you."Aaro started giving me bites to eat, and although it surprised me, I let her. It was fucking adorable that she cared enough to feed me."She likes you already. She was straddling you, and now she’s feeding you!" Cara shouted inside my head.That kiss was amazing. And when Aaro started moving her fucking hips, I went insane. If Cara hadn’t stopped us, I don’t know what would have happened. Wh
Aaro’s povBrand was cool. He reminded me of my dad’s wolf, Logan. He was as fast as him, too. How would it feel to run as a wolf? Would I be that fast?It was easier around Brand because he didn’t talk to me and I didn’t have to pretend so hard.Even when I was myself, I still had to pretend. I couldn’t let anyone know my real name or identity. It wasn’t easy. I so badly wanted to tell Brand about Logan. I wanted to tell the girl in the orphanage more about Ero. And when we discussed our names, I really wanted to tell Peter what Aaro fucking stood for.It bothered me how scared everyone was. It was supposed to be like this. In my dad’s pack, people weren’t scared of us. And although my grandpa Os could be a bit scary, people respected him more than they feared him.Then he shifted back, and although Storm looked a lot better, like a whole fuckload better, I went back to pretending. Pretending that he didn’t look fucking good, and I wondered what it would feel like to touch him. Preten
Storm’s povI tried to get some work done, but my mind kept wondering about tonight. What would be a good date idea?"Let me meet her," Brand said."And then what, have a picknick? It’s fucking freezing outside.""Please?" Brand asked and I think it was the first time he said please to me."I’ll see what I can do, okay, buddy?"Dad had given me her tracker information, and I felt like a fucking stalker, tracking Aaro’s moves. She went from the hospital to the orphanages, to lunch somewhere, and then to one of the elders' houses.When it was around four, I just gave up on working and decided to pick up Aaro early. I'm sure she'd appreciate it; I couldn't imagine spending the entire day with Ruby.I went to the O'Hares' home and watched as Aaro spoke to a young boy. He must be one of the grandkids or great-grandkids of the O'Hares. Mister O'Hare was 104 years old and looked no older than 70.When the boy saw me, he bowed his head and seemed scared. It was such an obvious contrast between
Aaro’s povStupid fucking nightmare. I used to have them when we were younger. I would dream about Marco taking us away. We were asleep when he took us, but we woke up before he brought us to the man who transported us to the school.Doctor Marco had always been so kind to us, but suddenly he was cold. He ignored our cries, he ignored me begging him to let my sister go. In the end, he threatened to hurt Elora if I didn’t help him calm her down.He showed me bones and said they belonged to a girl, and if I didn't help my sister out of her pajamas and make her shut the fuck up, he could turn my sister into a bag of bones too.For years, I wondered what he needed the bones and the pajamas for. I thought he might have pretended it was one of us who died, so my parents wouldn’t come looking for us. Or my parents were dead themselves; there must have been a reason why they didn't find us. Auntie Kat was too smart to not see through Marco’s plan, I was sure. She was the smartest person alive;