Chapter Five: Donna’s POV
I regretted stepping out for a freedom I didn’t deserve. When I woke up and found myself sprawled on the ground, shame engulfed me. I dusted my clothes for the fourth time as I hurried towards the house. How long had I been sprawled there like a fish out of water? I didn’t know. What if they had discovered my absence? I stood at the gate, holding my thumping chest. Those brown eyes I had seen. They made my stomach stir wrongly. I sneaked into the house and climbed up to my room, then fell on my face and caused a loud sound. My body didn’t move from that spot until the next thirty minutes. “What will I do now? It seems I can’t even escape from this place by myself. I need all the help I can get.” And by that, I needed someone to take me out of here. Should I just take the marriage and divorce him after I had gotten a bit of freedom? Many things could go wrong, but many things might still go right. I was divided. I rose from the ground and my eyes noticed the mirror by my side. I stared at the mirror for a long time. My curves were non-existent and my boobs were a bit droopy. That old man wouldn’t even want someone as unflattering as I was. Another realization painfully descended on me: I was unattractive and pathetic. It was my fault that I was treated like trash by my stepmother’s friends, and I probably disgusted the guests. I dug my hands in my hair as that realization ate at me deeply. I should never have gone out or I wouldn’t have known this. That old man was probably the best marriage I could get. A cool, handsome husband was a fantasy. As my head remained buried in my hands, a knock came on my door. I swallowed down nothing before opening the door. I could tell that it was my stepmother from her strong perfume. She must be here with the contract so quickly, and I still didn’t know how to avoid this. There was no smile on her face when I opened the door. “I knocked earlier. Where were you?” I did my best not to give any sign that I had snuck out. She didn’t know I had, or else she would have accused me first and beat me up. “I passed out from my headache. I’m sorry.” There was no pity on her face as she pushed the contract into my hands. “I want this signed as soon as possible. You’d be making an appearance to him soon.” I didn’t hold onto the file and she frowned. “Why don’t you take it? Don’t start again. I don’t have the time for you, and I bet you don’t want to pass out again.” She was so heartless to threaten me like that. I reached for it, but Cherry crashed into my room just then. I froze, dropping the file. Thankfully, my stepmother was distracted and didn’t scold me for dropping it. She turned to her daughter, breathing heavily. “What happened? Why did you rush in like—” Cherry looked up with flushed cheeks. “There’s a man and a Greek God looking for her,” her face contorted to a frown, “looking for her... They said they were sent by her father.” Panic flashed in my mother’s face and she pushed me into the room and slammed the door on my face. I fell on the door, hitting it. “Who is that? Let me out!” I heard them running down the stairs. I kept pounding on the door before I rushed to the window again. This time, my landing was on point and I dashed to the front door. That was when the blessed ‘muscle pull’ came and I crashed into the garden, beside the window. I stopped to catch my breath. There was no way I could just jump down the window again. A Rolls-Royce was parked outside our yard and the gates were open. The gateman just stared at the car with his hands on his waist. I waved to him so he could help me stand, but he was too in his head to notice me. “Well, hello, young men.” I heard my stepmother’s voice. “I heard you were looking for my daughter. She’s right here.” Where? I was right here. What kind of Cinderella condition had I fallen into? “Sorry, I know who I’m looking for and it’s Donna-Belle Esther Draven. Can I have a word with her?” Calling my full government name like that must mean this person really knew me. From my father’s old acquaintances? I didn’t know, but I didn’t care. Anyone that would take me out of the conditions I was falling into. “Well, you see... Donna is not currently opportune to talk right now—” “Mrs. Draven.” Another voice spoke and it sent chills down my spine. I seemed to recognize who that was. “Get that girl out here now or you’ll have not a single property of your late husband to your name.” My eyes popped open. Properties? Was he here with my father’s will? How did someone come to my aid with exactly what I had been waiting for? The Moon Goddess couldn’t be so cinematic. I didn’t hear my stepmother’s voice, but someone walked into the sitting room. “What is going on here?” I curled myself up on hearing Chris. The first man that had spoken repeated himself. Our gateman finally looked away from the car and spotted me. I waved to him. “Donna-Belle is currently planning her marriage to a business partner of mine. What do you mean you want to take her away? To where?” Chris said, lowly. I didn’t sign that shit! And I thanked my stars. The gateman lifted me off the ground and walked me to the living room. All eyes were on me. My eyes were on the beautiful man that had knocked me out hours ago. How was he the one here again? But it didn’t matter if he’d be the one to take me out of here. I stood on the ground, holding onto the door for support. “Donna-Belle Draven?” he asked. “Yes.” He marched to me, easily towering over me. His brown eyes stayed on mine for what felt like eternity. The moment I looked away, he smirked and lifted me into his arms. “What are you doing!” Chris barked. “Did you hear anything I said—” “Cherry Draven is the one getting married to the old man, not me, Chris!” I shouted. “I didn’t sign anything!” There was silence and Cherry’s face reddened. “Yes, I didn’t sign anything,” I repeated, as that was the best decision I’d made in a while. “Cherry will go for her older sister’s place.”Chapter Six Donna’s POV It was only after leaving my house that I realized what exactly was happening – I had just been kidnapped. Why were there two huge men in suits seated with me in the back, while the Greek God sat in the passenger seat with the other man driving? They hadn’t said a word to me. “Excuse me, sirs,” I decided to break the silence. The men jolted like little kids, I swear to the Mood Goddess. I paused what I wanted to say and gave them side eyes. “Where are we going and who are you?” “You didn’t ask that when you had a choice to back out,” the Greek God spoke. “Would that change anything?” I knew for sure he was my saviour, so his words didn’t scare me. I forced a smile, despite the pain I felt. “I just want to know your names and why you saved me. I’m grateful you took me from there.” From the side mirror, I noticed his face straightened. “They had been maltreating you, hadn’t they?” I lowered my head and nodded. He must’ve had enough time to see al
Chapter One: Donna’s POVThere’s a limit to what one could endure, and my limit had gotten really close. I looked at my stepmother and my step siblings discuss my marriage plans with their guest while I stood in front of them, yet my opinions weren’t sort for.Maybe it’s because I was an orphan after my father’s death and my mother’s assassination, but I was still part of this family and more eligible than they were to answer Draven.The eldest, Chris, walked into the room and handed a file to his file to his mother. She grabbed it and searched through for eligible young wolves from wealthy homes. It was creepy how they had all the information. Also, I was an official rogue like my father, yet they were trying to force me into a pack by marriage. A low ranked wolf like me wouldn’t survive it.My expression was straight, and I stayed quiet while watching this. What was I to do anyway? I still held the broom and mop I had used to clean her room before I was called to the livin
Chapter Two Donna’s POVMy fists clenched on the document so much that it crumpled. What was this old hag saying? I should get married like that? Her eyes flared up when she saw my hand crumped on the file.My eyes were on her and they grew teary because in me, I knew that I had no way to fight this. I was truly all alone in this world and in the palms of my stepmother.“How dare you treat such an important document that way!” Before I could blink, she raised her hand to my face.The slap made the stings in my eyes intensify and I held my cheeks. She grabbed the file but it ripped. My mouth opened as she was stared at me like I did it. “I... I don’t want to get married to some old man. You’d never want this for your daughter so—”Chris left the couch and my remaining words buried itself in my throat. He slowly walked to me and I backed away, wondering what he wanted to do. I tried to plead with him. “Please, I am still your sister. You wouldn’t want Priscilla to marry such
Chapter ThreeTheoden’s POVStaring at the young lady in my arms, I recounted on the incidents that led me to this one particular moment. All I had wanted was to take down all the feelings of lose I battled with. It had been a very long time since I lost in something and felt the irreparable damage.I nearly killed one of the spoilt girls in this estate, yet, a part of me held unto her strongly. She had passed out in my arms and something in me panicked. “If you have something you want to say, say it.” I told my wolf.He usually minded his business, but not when it came to women. That’s where we differed because I couldn’t care less. “I obviously didn’t mean to hit her.” I added.I lifted the girl and took her out of the road. Normally, I’d have found a way to take her to the hospital but the wound she got from my bike had already healed. She was probably a ranked wolf with fast regeneration but I didn’t understand why she was feeble to faint afterwards.After laying her bac
Chapter Four Theoden’s POVFirst, find the little bitch of Draven that my grandfather had to force on me as a dying wish. Second, let her work for me for free, as that’s the only way for her to be close.She was an orphan, though an heiress to what the Draven had left, so I’d use that to my advantage. She must be a dumb gullible one after all.Rufus returned to my office and slid the burial poster on my table. My eyes tarried on it before I nodded. He would keep it on the gate, my grandfather had wanted that and even kept a poster printed and ready.He said he wanted his enemies to breathe a sigh of relief when they’d see that he was dead. But what they wouldn’t know would be that his death marked the beginning of all their troubles because his one and only grandson still walked their earth. “Yes? You can get out now.”Rufus raised his head. “What about the girl? You said you had hit an hour ago. Is she okay now?”That had escaped my mind. I waved dismissively. “By now she
Chapter Six Donna’s POV It was only after leaving my house that I realized what exactly was happening – I had just been kidnapped. Why were there two huge men in suits seated with me in the back, while the Greek God sat in the passenger seat with the other man driving? They hadn’t said a word to me. “Excuse me, sirs,” I decided to break the silence. The men jolted like little kids, I swear to the Mood Goddess. I paused what I wanted to say and gave them side eyes. “Where are we going and who are you?” “You didn’t ask that when you had a choice to back out,” the Greek God spoke. “Would that change anything?” I knew for sure he was my saviour, so his words didn’t scare me. I forced a smile, despite the pain I felt. “I just want to know your names and why you saved me. I’m grateful you took me from there.” From the side mirror, I noticed his face straightened. “They had been maltreating you, hadn’t they?” I lowered my head and nodded. He must’ve had enough time to see al
Chapter Five: Donna’s POVI regretted stepping out for a freedom I didn’t deserve. When I woke up and found myself sprawled on the ground, shame engulfed me.I dusted my clothes for the fourth time as I hurried towards the house. How long had I been sprawled there like a fish out of water? I didn’t know.What if they had discovered my absence? I stood at the gate, holding my thumping chest. Those brown eyes I had seen. They made my stomach stir wrongly.I sneaked into the house and climbed up to my room, then fell on my face and caused a loud sound. My body didn’t move from that spot until the next thirty minutes.“What will I do now? It seems I can’t even escape from this place by myself. I need all the help I can get.” And by that, I needed someone to take me out of here.Should I just take the marriage and divorce him after I had gotten a bit of freedom? Many things could go wrong, but many things might still go right. I was divided.I rose from the ground and my eyes noticed the m
Chapter Four Theoden’s POVFirst, find the little bitch of Draven that my grandfather had to force on me as a dying wish. Second, let her work for me for free, as that’s the only way for her to be close.She was an orphan, though an heiress to what the Draven had left, so I’d use that to my advantage. She must be a dumb gullible one after all.Rufus returned to my office and slid the burial poster on my table. My eyes tarried on it before I nodded. He would keep it on the gate, my grandfather had wanted that and even kept a poster printed and ready.He said he wanted his enemies to breathe a sigh of relief when they’d see that he was dead. But what they wouldn’t know would be that his death marked the beginning of all their troubles because his one and only grandson still walked their earth. “Yes? You can get out now.”Rufus raised his head. “What about the girl? You said you had hit an hour ago. Is she okay now?”That had escaped my mind. I waved dismissively. “By now she
Chapter ThreeTheoden’s POVStaring at the young lady in my arms, I recounted on the incidents that led me to this one particular moment. All I had wanted was to take down all the feelings of lose I battled with. It had been a very long time since I lost in something and felt the irreparable damage.I nearly killed one of the spoilt girls in this estate, yet, a part of me held unto her strongly. She had passed out in my arms and something in me panicked. “If you have something you want to say, say it.” I told my wolf.He usually minded his business, but not when it came to women. That’s where we differed because I couldn’t care less. “I obviously didn’t mean to hit her.” I added.I lifted the girl and took her out of the road. Normally, I’d have found a way to take her to the hospital but the wound she got from my bike had already healed. She was probably a ranked wolf with fast regeneration but I didn’t understand why she was feeble to faint afterwards.After laying her bac
Chapter Two Donna’s POVMy fists clenched on the document so much that it crumpled. What was this old hag saying? I should get married like that? Her eyes flared up when she saw my hand crumped on the file.My eyes were on her and they grew teary because in me, I knew that I had no way to fight this. I was truly all alone in this world and in the palms of my stepmother.“How dare you treat such an important document that way!” Before I could blink, she raised her hand to my face.The slap made the stings in my eyes intensify and I held my cheeks. She grabbed the file but it ripped. My mouth opened as she was stared at me like I did it. “I... I don’t want to get married to some old man. You’d never want this for your daughter so—”Chris left the couch and my remaining words buried itself in my throat. He slowly walked to me and I backed away, wondering what he wanted to do. I tried to plead with him. “Please, I am still your sister. You wouldn’t want Priscilla to marry such
Chapter One: Donna’s POVThere’s a limit to what one could endure, and my limit had gotten really close. I looked at my stepmother and my step siblings discuss my marriage plans with their guest while I stood in front of them, yet my opinions weren’t sort for.Maybe it’s because I was an orphan after my father’s death and my mother’s assassination, but I was still part of this family and more eligible than they were to answer Draven.The eldest, Chris, walked into the room and handed a file to his file to his mother. She grabbed it and searched through for eligible young wolves from wealthy homes. It was creepy how they had all the information. Also, I was an official rogue like my father, yet they were trying to force me into a pack by marriage. A low ranked wolf like me wouldn’t survive it.My expression was straight, and I stayed quiet while watching this. What was I to do anyway? I still held the broom and mop I had used to clean her room before I was called to the livin