We could tell her resolve was waning. Slowly succumbing to our sweet kisses and nuzzles, hands slowly tracing her supple curves, Aries and I happily soaked in the mewls that spilled from Charlotte. “Luna!”Damnit.“C-Coming!” She wiggled in our hold. Pressing her hands against my chest, attempting to shove me and my wandering hands away, only to end with her irritated huff. As a scowl made its way to her pretty lips, Charlotte glared, vicious and determined. “Let me go!”“But-”“Now!” I couldn’t stop the pout that made its way to my face as I let her go. Aries followed my lead, reluctantly uncurling his arms from her curvy waist, slumping and sulking as Charlotte scurried away from us. “Perverted Lycans. Can’t believe I almost let them distract me from the preparations-are those the lilacs I ordered?!” “Indeed it is.” The worker proudly presented the bundle of flowers that nestled in the vase. “There gorgeous, Luna. Where would you like for me to put them?”“Maybe we could put t
Hi! This chapter is could be a trigger warning for some people so please proceed with caution. I'm sorry if anyone has to go through anything like this. Feedback is always appreciated! BYE!!! - - - Charlotte POV: I listened carefully to the world outside my bedroom. I was curled up in my pathetic excuse for a bed, my gaze piercing at the old wooden door that barely blocked anything that came into its path. After years of abuse to the door, it was barely holding onto its hinges. As if it was trying to grasp the last bit of reality it can before tearing down. It's once incredible brown lost its luster to a splinted, aging cedar color. The door stood as a mask of protection, but just like me, it shows that it’s on its last legs. All it, all I, need is another push before we tumbled down into a dark abyss. The thought of catching or saving it, is as far back into someone’s mind that it’s not even there. I strained my ears to listen. I needed a sign. A needed something to know
Hey!This chapter might be a trigger warning for some people. I'm sorry if any of you had to go through something like thisFeedback is always appreciated!BYE!!!!----Charlotte POV:I slowly paced down the hot cement. I couldn’t move too fast. My body was withering away in pain despite it being hidden by my clothes and unwanted make-up.I rushed out my house in spite of my body protest. I needed to leave. I’ve been wallowing in my thoughts for too long. It was still silent, a sign to leave before the loud snores turn into hurtful grumbles and mad yells.I took the sign happily. I didn’t want to be around him when he awaken. He always awaken in a fowl mood. And it was instinct for him to sought after me to take away his foulness. Maybe it’s because he could chase away reality with his dreams or maybe it's because he really does hate me. Maybe it’s best if I just don’t know.I slowed down at the sight of another one of my tormentors. Despite it being a place where it held hundreds
Sup!This chapter might be a trigger warning for some people. I'm sorry if anyone has ever been through this or thought any of these things. Feedback is always appreciated!BYE!!!----Charlotte POV:Have you ever thought that dying would be your sweet relief? I think about that a lot. I wouldn’t have to feel anything if I just died. I wouldn’t have to worry about the next beaten. I wouldn’t have to worry about my anxiety. I wouldn’t have to worry about the strange stares, or hurtful stares. I wouldn’t have to worry about the mean words or the nasty yells-“Why isn’t she waking up?!” Yells. I’m always around yelling. In death, I bet it’s quiet. Just a peaceful silence, with no people around. Nothing that would alarm my anxiety. Nothing at all. It’ll be a dream come true- “A-Alpha-” “You informed me that she would be awake today. Why is my mate still unconscious?” Weird how my dream come true is death. Most people want to be rich, famous, have a family, live forever, or somethi
Hi!This chapter might be triggering for some people so please read with caution. I'm sorry if anyone thought something like this or had to go through this.Any feedback will be appreciated!BYE!!!----Charlotte POV:The pale yellow dish sat plainly in front of me. As did a bright orange liquid, floating around in a clear cup. I felt no desire to consume either of the two that was brought to me. My stomach wasn’t bubbling with hunger, I wasn’t salivating at the sight, I wasn’t jumping at the chance to stuff it all into my mouth. I felt nothing. I want nothing. But to die.“Love, eat.” The dangerously handsome man still hasn’t left. The others have, but he stayed. How weird. “You're not healthy. Eat for me. Eat for us.”Us? I only see him. Is he talking about the doctor and his friend?“Do you not like it?” He peered at my uneaten bowl of food, “Is it not good? I could fix you something else.”I’m not hungry. I don’t want food.My bottom lip trembled, I feel like crying. Crying
Theós POV: "Look harder!" I snarled out, glaring heatedly at one of my pack members that was trembling in front of me. I ignored the flash of fear that cross his face, snarling a little louder to get my point across. "This is your Luna I'm talking about! My mate-" "Our mate." Aries drawled out as he walked into my office. "She's our mate Theós." "I know that." I grumbled, dismissing the still trembling idiot away. With a quick, sharp bow, he quickly stumbled his way out my office, closing the door behind him. I turned in my seat, facing Ares, ready to hear whatever he needed to tell me. "How is she?" A hard frown appeared on his face as he sunk in a chair. "She just sits there Theós. She's had four panic attacks this past week. She won't let anyone near her while she's awake. She still won't eat and she still won't talk to anyone. I don't want to keep calling our mate she or a stupid nickname. I want to call her by her name." "Damnit." I cursed, slouching in my seat, not wanting
Aries POV:"I just want her to trust me. I want her to trust us." I muttered out desperately. All I want to do is to hold her in my arms, have her cuddle into my chest as we'll wait for Theós to come back with food for her. Then when he'll come into the room, I'll move her from my lap, setting her right beside me as Theós walks in with the food. It'll be her favorite, whatever it is. He'll sit down on the other side of her, placing the tray on her lap, and they'll take turns feeding her. And after she's all full and fed, Theós would pull her on his lap, and it would be his turn to cuddle with her as I'll gather the dirty dishes and go downstairs to wash them.We'll take care of her. Take her shopping, feed her, protect her, love her, well do anything and everything that a good mate would do, and then some."I know you do Alpha Aries, but you have to understand, she's probably been through more things that we know of. More than likely, she's not familiar with the act of kindness that y
Charlotte POV:It's been three months since my captures found out that I could talk. Ever since then, they've been asking me thousands of questions every day. It's weird because I only speak in my native tongue. But that doesn't stop them from asking me questions.I don't even know why I said something. Even if they can't understand me. I've been trained to not say anything. I'm supposed to be scared to say anything. They're not supposed to be so nice to meet. They're not supposed to worry about feeding me, worry if I'm cold, worry if I have enough blankets and pillows, or worry if I was comfortable.It's not supposed to be this way.But it is.And I love it.But I'm not supposed to."Hey Charlotte." I looked away from the window, peeking through my lashes towards the door. Ares walked in with a calm smile, carrying a tray of food. "How are you my pretty Cherry?"Stay quiet Charlotte. Stay quiet. Stay quiet. Stay quiet. "A-Au e ole e kamailio pu ana me oe. Au e ole e kamailio pu ana i
We could tell her resolve was waning. Slowly succumbing to our sweet kisses and nuzzles, hands slowly tracing her supple curves, Aries and I happily soaked in the mewls that spilled from Charlotte. “Luna!”Damnit.“C-Coming!” She wiggled in our hold. Pressing her hands against my chest, attempting to shove me and my wandering hands away, only to end with her irritated huff. As a scowl made its way to her pretty lips, Charlotte glared, vicious and determined. “Let me go!”“But-”“Now!” I couldn’t stop the pout that made its way to my face as I let her go. Aries followed my lead, reluctantly uncurling his arms from her curvy waist, slumping and sulking as Charlotte scurried away from us. “Perverted Lycans. Can’t believe I almost let them distract me from the preparations-are those the lilacs I ordered?!” “Indeed it is.” The worker proudly presented the bundle of flowers that nestled in the vase. “There gorgeous, Luna. Where would you like for me to put them?”“Maybe we could put t
I could hear the battle raging outside.Beastly snarls and vicious growls. Hopeless screams and fearful pleads. It pierced through the air, the fury that came from my pack and the cries for mercy that came from the opposing warriors. Watching as the beasts fought against the other, teeth snapping towards jugulars and claws sinking into flesh and fur, it was a horrifying sight.Not being able to stomach the sight anymore, I turned my attention back to the brewing fight. Sanders nervously squirmed behind Bates. Gaze bouncing frantically from my furious mates to the seemingly dazed Bates, Sanders slowly began to shuffle forward. He probed Bates shoulder, hissing quietly in his ear. “We need to leave! I don’t think-” “You're not supposed to be here!” Bates shouted, “Charlotte is mine! Mine!”Lips curling to a murderous snarl, teeth shining with drool gleamed dangerously as my mates snarled at his words. It rumbled deep from their chest, menacing and threatening, as they crep
Aries POV:Everything was a blur.Tearing through the wilderness,As my eyes bled amber, a hot film of red anger settled into my gaze. Rage pumped through my body, seeping into my veins as fuel for me to keep pushing. It boiled hotly underneath my skin, seething and lashing with every second spent without my mate.I longed to have her back in my arms.Safe in the comfort of my embrace and away from the horrors she had to face.'We're approaching the edge of their territory.'My running slowed down to a cautious prowl as we approached the end of the forest. Light peaked through the twisted branches and bundles of leaves, I carefully slinked deeper into the shadow infested woods. My dark fur easily blending into the darkness that began to surround us.'Where is their patrol?''It's been like this since Tomoro's been captured.' Nathan answered, 'Seems like they're not entirely sure what to do without a dictator in place.''It's pathetic.' Theós sneered, 'As soon as the current Alpha dies
Theós POV:Forgiveness was not something I specialized in.I'm known to hold grudges. Cradling the memory of the wrongdoing that was done to me or my family. Forever logging it away to be used against the person whenever it was needed. Whether for petty reasons or sadistic, sometimes just for my satisfaction to watch them suffer or for revenge, I'll be the first to admit that I'm proud of my ways.I eyed the paper that laid on my desk. A list of items that Aries and I wanted for Charlotte when we arrived back home with her. Some new comfort items, a new journal, and healing ointments that were recommended to us by Ben.We are more than aware of the horrors that she's facing alone. Being forced to return to her violent abuser, we wanted the transition back home to us to be as smooth as possible."I think this is the best we can do until we get her home." Aries grumbled, eyeing his own list that laid in his hands. "We can add more stuff if needed then.""I suppose so."This is probably
Aries POV:I watched him.Slumped in a rickety chair, coarse rope wrapped firmly around his broken body. The rough cord dug into the open cuts, blood oozing slowly from the open wounds. Bits of silver laced into the thick material, seeping into his open wounds in painful licks.While silver could severely wound normal werewolves it merely annoyed those who were born Lycan. It poisons our weaker kin. Sinking painfully into their blood as it turns into a venomous sludge. To us, while extremely annoying and at times painful, it was more equivalent to the feeling humans get when they clean their cuts with alcohol.Jaw clenched, the muscles in his arms and legs tensed as he forced himself not to squirm at the feeling.I had to force my arms to remain crossed. The urge to reach over and snap his neck tingle in my fingers as I glared at him. Hatred burned deep within me with each second that passed by. Each second Charlotte was safed in her home, in my arms. All because of this bastard in fr
Charlotte POV:"Good" days were terrifying.Forcing my battered body to scurry around the house, I would be dressed in whatever prissy dress he wanted me to wear that day. Bruised face dolled up perfectly and frizzy locks brushed into a neat bun.I would slave over the stove to prepare Bates favorite meal. A thick cut of steak cooked in his favorite wine, leaking with blood and fine alcohol. On the side, he would prefer a heap of buttery spuds which would be mashed thickly by hand. He loved them best if they were laced with garlic and drowned in beef gravy. A pile of steamed green beans, infused with garlic and a dash of hot chili flakes, would usually complete the heavy meal."I miss this."It was weird.I could smell the familiar scent of seared steak gently wafting into the air. A delectable rub full of rich spices and tangy sauce. The cooked steak, soaking in golden oil and cooked wine, sat stiffly on my plate. Plump with juices, it leaked into the pile of buttery mash potatoes an
Bates POV:It's everything that I dreamt of.Watching as my men infiltrated the kingdom. They tore apart whatever they could lay their hands on. Wrecking the forest that once lay between us with a gleeful ease, storming into the first barrier of houses and stores with victorious howls and growls.The first ripple of terrified screams met my ears.The addicting stench of blood and death seeped into the air.Chaos.As my head tilted back, I inhaled deeply.It's been a while since I've been in battle. For the past few months I've been too busy trying to get Charlotte back home to me. The idea of trying to feed my blood lust without my precious girl waiting for me at home just didn't sit right with me. I want to be able to come home, dripping head to toe in the blood and cartilage of my enemies, being greeted by Charlotte.I miss it.I want it.I need it.My gaze lazily roamed over the trees as I heard the distinct sound of rustling. I perked up at the sight of Jane breaking through the b
"-WAS BED RIDDEN WITH A STOMACH ACHE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY BECAUSE YOU-"Idiot.I wonder what kind of party we could throw for Charlotte.Perhaps a princess theme would be something she would enjoy. We'll have to find some way for Charlotte to design her dress without her realizing what it's for. There could be a chocolate fountain and a spread of her favorite meals. We'll decorate the castle in expensive jewels and adorable ornaments.I could see it now.Charlotte happily twirling around in her pretty dress. A crown sitting proudly in her hair with a birthday stash resting perfectly around her torso. A gorgeous smile decorating her biteable, plump lips. Whatever pretty jewelry she desired decorating every inch of her body.She would look like a true princess.I couldn't wait.I frowned as the door handle twisted. It's probably nothing but I would rather the door be locked if Charlotte is in the room by herself."Hey baby! How are-" My voice trailed off as I took in the room my mate
Theós POV:"Oh my god!"I thought we were prepared.I thought we had a better chance of protecting Charlotte just incase they were dumb enough to attack us.We made sure to change up the guards position every so often. Orders to only allow certain wolves to patrol certain areas. Strengthening the weak zones while still making sure everywhere else was heavily secured.Routines were never the same. Private meetings that only held a selective few of wolves that Aries and I picked. It would be treason to even think about the meeting outside of the room, let alone speaking about it to someone who wasn't a part of the meetings."Oh! My! God!"Sharp canines coated with a lethal poison and steel like claws dug into his skin, easily tearing chunks of flesh from his body. Blood poured heavily from the wound, soaking through the white bandage with its rustic red hue. As the poison infused with his blood, tainting the once pure liquid into toxic sludge, purple veins protrude from the wound. It wr