Kayah’s point of viewI was walking down an aisle I never had been. This was the first time I decided to explore this place since Seven was out and told me he’ll be home longer than usual. As I walked towards a closed door with a mark “clinic” I knew this clinic owned this whole floor of this massive mansion. This place was not a clinic, I think it’ll rival a hospital. As I got closer, I heard voices. One belonged to Blake and the other was from an unknown man. “T-The L-lady S-Sabrina w-was fake,” he said which immediately raised hairs on my skin. His voice was obviously in pain. “What? What are you talking about?” I heard Blake’s confused voice. “I…The one w-who atta-cked u-us s-showed u-us t-t-he l-lady’s h-head. The woman w-who was pretending Sabrina was someone who was sent to k-kill the King.”I didn't know what happened next but I found myself running away from the Seven’s castle.I was running without any direction, trying to avoid Seven’s men patrolling the area. I need t
Kayah’s Point of View“I’m taking you to the most trusted pack,” Lisa told me after a week of being together. My condition has worsened. According to her, I needed medical attention since I was carrying a rogue’s heir.She said the rogue's babies were special. They will drain their mother’s life force if not monitored. “Okay,” I replied and we started our journey as we evaded Seven’s keen eyes. One night as we were approaching the pack that Lisa told me, we were ambushed by hungry Ferals. There were four of them and there were only two of us. I knew Lisa was capable but I’m not sure if I could protect myself and the baby. “Be careful, Kayah,” Lisa warned me as she lunged against the feral who was going against her.One of the ferals stepped closer to me as he bore his canines on me and leapt to attack me. I bared my canines at him in anger as I punched the wolf. It sent him flying a good distance from me. I thank Seven for teaching me how to fight and those restless training. The
Axel’s Point of ViewSince the day I lost my mate to the Rogue King, I lost the will to live. My people suggested that I take another Luna. I told him that the Rogue King took my mate and that I couldn’t do anything about it. I fought hard but what puzzled me most was that she never recognized me. It was odd.“Brother, Dad wanted to tell you not to forget your own birthday. You have been coping inside your office,” my brother Isaac said as he entered my office without knocking. If he was someone else, he’d already be dead. "You worry yourself more than I worry for you, Isaac. I'll be fine. I can take care of myself."“Mom said they’ll celebrate your twenty-eight birthday tomorrow.”“I don’t need a birthday, okay? I’m fine. Go and take care of the young warriors,” I replied, without sparing him a glance. “Brother-”“I’m okay, okay? You don't have to worry.”With one last try to convince me, I let Isaac walk away and watched as he started to train the young wolves.It should be Joros
Axel’s Point of ViewI didn’t want to go hunt for the invading ferals, but I hadn't been given a choice. Joros isn't home yet from the western border of my lands. I’m not really in the mood of going out since the encounter between me and the Rogue king, not to mention it was my birthday, damn it.I shouldn't have to spend the night hunting good-for-nothing wolves who enjoyed preying on decent Weres. But as the alpha, the protection of the pack was my duty.There was a party in my honour as my mom said. She invited plenty of unmated she-wolves from all over who had come hoping to be the Luna of the pack. Many of them were willing to go to second or third base with me. But none of that excites me. The thing that excited me was to find my mate. I just want to rest and be alone but my parents left me no choice. My gamma and delta would be hosting my party while I was stuck hunting some scrawny ferals. Surely the thirty warriors going to the hunt did not need me, especially with my capabl
Kayah’s Point of View"Are all Alphas the same as you?”The man before me claimed that he was my mate. The words had left my mind when I accepted Seven and out of nowhere, I had a mate and none other than the Demon Alpha where killing was nothing for him. I hadn't thought he would stand there coolly regarding me as if we were having freaking morning tea or something. In fact, I never expected things like this. “You knew we had a mate?” I asked my wolf. “Yes.”“Since when?”“During the mating ball. I already met him but I chose Seven,” she replied as if this demon Alpha never interested her. “How dare you!? How dare you choose someone who was never ours!”“I chose someone who can protect us!”“And our mate can’t? Look, I could have the real me with him. I don’t have to pretend like someone else. “He’s- ugh forget it.”“You put us in danger! Look what happened to us! We’re like a fugitive running away from the most dangerous wolf in the world!”“Okay whatever. My mistakes. I'll let
Kayah’s Point of View“You have a beautiful name.”When he smiled again I wanted to punch him, just so that I could stop feeling for butterflies. Surely if he had fewer teeth his smile would stop being so perfect and melting my brain cells."I'm Axel.""Am I supposed to say 'it's a pleasure meeting you'?" I asked, wanting to burst his good mood just so he could show his true colours and how ruthless he was.Another smile, I snorted and he laughed. "Yes, finding a mate is a pleasure," he shot me a teasing grin. "Especially a mate like me."I had to be coming down with something. The fluttering in my heart and stomach could not be normal. Nor was the heat that melted my limbs so that I had to consciously lock my legs to keep on standing.He held out his hand to her. "Come and meet my mother,” He invited.A mother who would be the former Luna, who would be able to override his apparent decision to keep me as his mate. What mother would want his son saddled with me? I couldn't decide i
Kayah’s Point of ViewI still had doubts about putting myself at the mercy of the pack. I still thought the whole pack system was a great evil considering my old pack but circumstances were out of my hands. After giving my trust to the system all my life, never questioning that trust had been betrayed in an instant. I would rather not make the same mistake twice or return to the Rogue side…I wondered though what other alternatives there might be. It was all ending a feral. No one survived long and succumbed to their wolves. Ferals preyed upon humans and were alike. They would often hunt omegas to breed on taking what they would with little regard for the damage they caused. Unaligned wolves were particularly vulnerable to them but the packs were no better.They had at best loyalty to their own and did not treat the occasional unaligned wolf with any compassion. While the ferals just killed them on sight. The only thing I could think of was that we were both very tired. The surrou
Axel’s Point of ViewI ran my hand through my hair and sighed. To think all I had been looking forward to a dull night and spent the night sleeping. Now he had a mate who was looking for the slightest reason to run for the hills. A mate who was pregnant and scared.Never in my wildest dream that she’ll be here, running away from Seven. At first I think she was Sabrina, the infamous healer but now I know she’s someone else. And now that she’s here, there’s no turning back. She was an enigma as was her friend and aside from the pull of mates I found her intriguing. Life, I suspected, would never be dull with her. I wasn’t even surprised by my non-reaction to her pregnancy. Most wolves would have resented her unborn child, maybe even demanded she terminate her pregnancy but I hadn't even thought about that.She had actually had the guts to challenge my Uncle Von and my highbreed cousin, one of the most feared Alphas out there. That took guts and had impressed the heck out of him. Not so
The next few scenes were me being punched, kicked and slapped to almost make me pass out. My throat was already hurting due to the constant scream of vegging and leaving me alone. My chest started to bleed again and it stained the oversized white shirt Axel had given me. My screams were now replaced with loud sobs that made my lungs ache. I looked up in fear as the unknown man advanced towards me. He took a deep breath through his nose, and a wide smile spread across his face. Slowly, he walked towards me with deliberate and smooth steps. With each step he took, the malicious grin on his face got wider. I had scooted myself into a corner to try and escape his gaze and ferocity, and as he came to stand in front of me I tried pleading once more. "Please. I am begging you. Just leave me alone. You don't have to do this!" My words came out as sobs. "Shut up! You’re just a slave! You do not talk to me like that!" With another deep breath through his nose, he crouched down next to me a
I woke up to sunlight shining in my face, and the sound of a girl screaming. The sound was excruciatingly loud and sent chills up my spine. Above the screaming, I could hear Axel’s voice shouting. I couldn't make out the words, but he sounded furious and excited. The screaming continued for about another minute, until it slowly died down. The entire time this was happening, I sat cowering in the corner of my room, fearing I would be next to be screaming like that. But I made my decisions…to play safe..After what seemed like an eternity, I heard a door slam and footsteps coming my way. I cringed back in fear and huddled against the wall. The freshly stitched wounds on my chest reminded me of Axel’s brutality, and I didn't want to see what he was like when he was mad. My door was pushed open to reveal-of course- an infuriated Axel. He looked at my small frame huddled in the corner farthest from him, and smiled. I felt no comfort from his expression, only more fear. He stepped forward
I kept my head down and watched his feet as he approached me. Before I knew it, he was right next to me, lifting my chin upwards to look at his face. I tried to keep my eyes averted from his gaze and stop the tears that threatened to come again. "Look at me." His hot breath growled into my face.I slowly brought my eyes up to meet his. They were a deep, voidless black. This was the first good look I had gotten at his eyes and I hoped it would be my last. His black hair hung to the side with a few pieces escaping to fall on his forehead. A square jaw held light pink lips that always seemed to be smirking at me. His face was completely devoid of emotion, even though he was smirking. His eyes held nothing but emptiness and he looked at me as weak. It was terrifying being this close to him, and I could tell he knew I was uncomfortable. His hand grew tighter on my chin as I struggled desperately to free my head from his grip. I was beyond scared and wanted to be as far away from him as I
The envelope was brown. It doesn’t have a receiver or sender name.I should have felt it then, the warning, the poison in the air.Curious, I opened it anyway.The photograph slid out with a whisper.Seven’s face hit me first and beside him was a familiar face, too familiar, his arm wrapped around her. Hailey. The Moon Goddess. Her lips curved in a smirk so triumphant it made me sick.And between them was a baby. My baby.I staggered back a step, as if the floor itself had betrayed me. The little boy nestled in Hailey’s arms was unmistakable, the soft curl of his hair, the tiny birthmark on his cheek, a mark I knew because I had kissed it a thousand times. His smile, the one he used to give me, now aimed at her. At them. The baby I thought was kidnapped. My knees buckled.The pain wasn’t sharp. It was deep, an endless splitting inside my chest, like I was being hollowed out from the inside. Seven didn’t even look guilty. He looked proud. As if he belonged there, next to her, instead o
I awoke in my stall on the bed. Light was streaming through the small window high above me. The ferals outside were noisy and I could hear that they were tearing something apart. The sound was like squelching, like flesh tearing from bones or I don’t even want to know it. But because I was freaking curious, I stood up, despite the protest of my chest and looked at the small hole in my room. And there it was. A body was torn apart, the ferals were fighting, playing tag, trying to have a large portion.“So, who was it again?” I heard someone speak up. “The other man that the king found three weeks ago,” a man said. “Oh, the one who kept on resisting?”“Yes. Unfortunately, the king’s patience ran out and he fed him to his dog.”“Well, all of those who resist him always end up being fed to these beasts,” the other man replied, which scared me. Axel must have moved me from the floor to my bed and I was glad I was asleep for that. The pain of walking or being carried would have been uni
My mouth instantly began to water. He saw me staring at his hands and laughed aloud this time. "Oh, is my little mate? Hungry?" All I could do was nod intently. It had been days since I had anything to eat or drink, and the result of that was starting to weigh upon me."Well, why don't you come over to me and get it then?" Axel looked at me with danger in his eyes. He knew I refused, he’ll just going to do what he wanted and if I talk back, Fenrir will have mercy on me. Once I realized he was serious and the only way for me to get the piping hot bowl of newly cooked meat was to walk over to him, I almost screamed in frustration. He put me through it all, he tortured me and now I'm just supposed to walk it off?! Unbelievable. Despite what I thought though, he wasn't going to give me any food until I came over to him. I began to muster up all my strength and courage even if the thing on my chest hurts like hell. It didn’t dry up or at least close. In fact it went deeper in my flesh,
Jefferson led me back to my room. “I’m sorry,” I said, almost in a whisper.Jefferson halted and turned around to me. “Yeah, whatever. It’s too late,” he replied and assumed walking. “Just to let you know, Axel doesn't have plans on letting you live for too long. I shouldn’t tell you this but well, maybe I thought you deserve to know.”When we reached my room, he opened the door and I entered inside before.him slamming the door and locking it. Inside, I saw that the haystack was gone and replaced by a bed. I laid there for at least an hour. My eyes grew heavy and exhaustion threatened to overtake me, but I refused to fall asleep. I needed to get out of this torture house and back to my pack. How that would happen- I had no idea. I hoped beyond hope that Axel wouldn't be the one to come back and get me. If I saw him again I might pass out, just out of pure terror. He scared me beyond what I could handle right now, and I couldn't handle very much. With every second that went by I
Before I could process his change of mood, he had my wrists bound in silver handcuffs above my head. I hissed but I still tried to bring them down but a clink of metal and the sensation of being burned without fire prevented me from doing that. Axel had my arms chained above my head to where I was already tiptoeing. I could barely reach the floor. A smirk was now on his face as he stared at me, helpless. I let a whimper escape my lips as all courage drained from my body. Axel only smiled more at that, taking delight in my pain and fear. He now paraded around the room, making his way towards the hot coals in the fire pit. He then tossed more charcoal. “It seemed that you still didn’t know what you were here?” He looked at me expectedly to answer the question. Of course I knew. I knew because he already told me but I pretended I didn’t. “I didn’t.” I tried to lie and spit back at him, but my words only came out as a whimper. Axel laughed at that but didn’t reach his eyes. He step
“I heard him yesterday saying someone will arrive and that someone will occupy that space,” another voice spoke up. “I didn’t know it was also a pack wolf. You’re not a feral.”“Yes,” I replied. “I was trapped, sold and purchased by Axel,” I said and heard everyone gasping. “Don’t mention his name. He can hear it,” Anna said, I heard a hint of fear.I sighed. Just as I was about to ask another question, a sound came from outside. The ferals stop growling and whine instead. Everyone quickly hushed their voices as the cabin doors creaked open. Footsteps echoed along the pavement and down the way next to my room. There they stopped, and hands started fiddling with the lock to my door. After a faint click the heavy wooden door was pushed open to reveal Axel. He stared in the room, looking at me expectedly.What did he expect me to do? I’m not just going to willingly go to him…With an angry grunt he marched into my room and picked me up by the wrist. I was then dragged across the cabin