CHAPTER 3
"Heather Rhys Sage!" Godmother calls in a way that makes my heart shake in its rib cage from fear.
It's been two weeks.
Two weeks since my parents forced me to a new type of hell, one that makes me feel like I will be trapped till forever.
One because of the heavy security that sends me back everytime I reach the gate and two because of the mate bond.
Everyone seemed to have realized it on that day except for him or was he pretending not to because he was embarrassed of me?
And before we had had the chance to even talk, he was out.
Out after threatening to break me in a way. Now, I do not know if I ought to be happy or not that he is not back, but then…
"Rhys?" She calls me by the name dad used to call me when he was alive, except there is no love in her tone.
"Yes godmother?" I answer as I race my way down the stairs, stopping to maintain a steady pace the moment I sight her in her favorite couch in the mini living area.
"Don't you feel it? Can't you tell if he's alive or not? My grandson planned just seven days for this battle, yet it's been fourteen!" She says with a stern voice as she drops her teacup with its saucer back to the table.
"I can't feel it godmother, we didn't have the time to bond", I tell her.
"Oh you useless piece of trash! What makes you think that you are worthy enough to be the Luna of this kingdom. You had it all planned didn't you?" She raises her voice as she glares at me.
And as much as I feel like backing away and just crying in my bedroom, I hold myself together and stand my ground.
I remember the advise the alpha gave to me when I was on my sick bed.
"Don't let them see you cry, weakness means death here". But I can't die yet.
I can't let my weakness push me to my death, so I meet her gaze.
"I do enough cleaning to prove to you that I am not useless, godmother", I tell her, calling the name that she insists I call her instead of grandmother as everyone else calls her.
She claims it would be a stain on her.
"We have maids for that", she retorts.
"And that's what I am trying to prove to you. You can save all that extra money and donate to some orphanage or something", she sighs in what seems like resignation to me.
"He could have picked someone else who was more worthy", she mutters under her breath.
I try to hide my smirk at my little victory but just then, a soldier runs in, one I don't recognize because he hadn't been around for the past two weeks since I moved in.
"What is the hurry?", She asked with a frown, clearly displeased with the interruption, but her gaze sharpens when she recognizes the soldier.
"Keegan? You're back? Where is my grandson?", she demands with a strength I wouldn't have assigned to a woman as old as she is.
"He is at the palace gate, but I was sent ahead to check up on her", he says and glances at my side.
My heart skips two beat at the meaning of what just happened.
Maybe he knows, maybe he felt it that we are mates.
And maybe, just maybe I would not be going through hell here.
Who would have thought I would be mated to the most feared Alpha?
Who would have thought that all the evils I heard about him were just rumours and that he was really loved and coveted by women?
Most of the ladies who came for the selection have tried to extend their stay for as long as they could, just to see if they would get another chance, but they have of course reduced in numbers leaving someone I barely meet and the lady who has the most connections and is favoured by the alpha's grandmother.
"What makes you think you deserve any of that?" A voice filled with hate sounds from behind me.
I return from my little daydream to meet the furrowed eyebrows of my mate's grandmother.
She looks like something is brewing, something that would not be good for me.
Something I would apprently not like.
This time, I take a step back without even knowing it.
The air in the room seems to have gotten darker.
I watch as she calls a maid forward and whispers something in her ears.
The maid who has proven with both her actions and sometimes her words that she hates me glares at me and smirks before turning away.
"You said my grandson is at the palace gate, right?" Godmother asks and the returning soldier who bore the news nods.
"Good, take me to him", she says.
I take a step after them because I also want to see him.
I feel like I've earned the rights with our mate bond and also the fact that Alpha Warren recognizes it and is willing to accept it.
But the sole someone who could deter everything pauses in her steps and turns back to look at me.
Glare might be the right word though.
"You witch!", she spits, "you better not breath a thing about what happened to my grandson and wait in here till I'm back." I furrow my eyebrows in questioning hoping she'd say more, and she does.
" or would you deny me the chance to see my grandson as his only parent first?", One way to put me in a tight spot, but I guess I will leave her to have her shine.
After all, she is his only parent.
"Oh don't worry I am not as petty, your secret is safe with me", the soldier turns to me with his eyes wide open in surprise and my brazenness increases so that I wink at him.
He looks away with a blush and godmother continues.
"Not like he would believe you," she looks me dead in the eye before continuing, "I will make sure of it", she says and turns away.
I find myself thinking of the worse things that could happen.
What does she have planned?
Definitely something evil. Something I wouldn't be able to figure out until she acts on it.
And just as she exits the large door, a pitiful looking figure walks down the stairs and for a long while, I do not recognise her.
But the smirk and look of contempt she sends my way send my memory working in overdrive.
"Mara? Why do you have bruises all over? And why are you dressed like that?" I ask referring to the rags she has on.
CHAPTER 4: "Why do you think I am dressed like this?" She scoffs. The same way she did the time she was bragging about her connections. But I am still confused. "I don't get it", I mutter as I try to conjure the situation. But nothing comes to my head. It still doesn't make any sense. But she seems so smug and proud about it. "This time, I will get the alpha and we will be mates and I will have his son and be his Luna. You are not the only one who knows how to play dress up", she says and I frown as I am more confused. Because it doesn't look like dress up. Right on her shoulder is a red mark shaped like an iron and it looks pretty recent. A wind blows through and she winces in pain. There are bruises on her face too. "So you did all of this to win the alpha's attention and have him sleep with you?" I ask her and she nods, looking quite satisfied with herself. "Yes and it doesn't end there, you put all of this marks on me", she says."No I didn't." Her gaze flickers to the
CHAPTER 5: MARA SEDUCES LUCASAlpha Warren's POVAfter a few moments of trying to relax in the shower and on my bed, I still find myself stuck in my thoughts. Heather couldn't have done that, but grandmother can not possibly be lying to me. She has only ever wanted the best for me and that I found someone to bear a child with which I have done. Everything is fishy and I feel so bad about it. The room is still filled with the scent of Heather from the time she stayed here. I insisted that she be treated in my room, but I doubt if Nanny let her stay if she had those suspicions towards her. The actions and evidence are outrageous and they have left me ever so confused. Then I hear a knock on the door. My heart skips in excitement and anticipation for Heather."Come in", but the sight of the person who enters my room is none other than Mara. I thought she was passed out. Her body is scantily covered and I can see the bruises on her skin as she slowly approaches me with a tray in
CHAPTER 6 - WAKING UP TO A SAD REALITY Heather's POVBeing bullied by my parents in the past made waking up to pain a norm for me, but today's is different. There's an ache in-between my legs that brings memories rushing through my head. As I force myself to sit up and face the mirror on the other side of the wall, I realize how red my face has turned. Although it aches, I know that I would do it again and again if time rewound. The way he touched me and called my name made me feel so beautiful in ways I had never felt before. He said he inched to bite me and mark me but although he didn't, I don't feel bad at all. Him seeking me out to sleep with me and eventually making love to me all night must mean something. It must mean that although he could not fight for me yesterday, he realized how wrong things were and he wanted to make it up to me. He must have realized that we were mates and that he was just too awkward to acknowledge it at first. I'm so glad. I'm so grateful to
CHAPTER 7 - Alpha Warren's POVA week goes by and I must say I have never been torn in between emotions as much as I am with Heather. Most times, she's the woman I want to wrap around and scoop and kiss and fuck and I even get the urge to mark her and make her mine, but the other times, she's talking back to my grandmother and Nanny Deliana is always having to report her to me. Those times just override the good joys and thoughts I have of her which has in fact forced me to ignore her and with everything in me avoid her since the morning I woke up to her in my bed. It's all suspicious. The fact that she keeps trying to see me to plead and explain to me that she's misunderstood while my grandmother says she's the villain. My grandmother will never do anything to hurt me, but this just keeps getting me confused. "Alpha, Heather is here to see you again and she appears even more aggressive than usual", my secretary says as he hands me an iPad with a live security feed. One of Hea
CHAPTER 8 - betrayal in guilt Alpha Warren's POVShe looks helpless, defenseless and so vulnerable and it feels like deja vu all over. I'm back to the first time I laid my eyes on her. When she looked so weak over the shoulders of the soldier that carried her into the palace. Limp and extremely vulnerable and again, she has my attention. My undivided attention as she doesn't try to defend herself like the other times rather her eyes and full gaze are on me and piercing into my soul. Without words I can hear her pleas. Plea for me to remember something, a plea for me to fight for her, a plea for me to do something.And I try, I will myself to try very hard to remember what it is that I have to, my mind travels back to that morning when I woke up naked beside her. That morning still puzzles me, I still wonder what happened that morning. Had we really slept together? No, I disregard that thought immediately, because if she is really the woman my grandmother paints her to be, the
Chapter 9 Heather's POVHe'll be out of the palace in two days and for twelve days, I have requested to meet him. I have fought and screamed on top of my longs, I have tried all I could to communicate with him, to tell him, to help him remember because it seems like all the passion that we shared that night have gone deep deep down in his memories. And I can't seem to find anything to help simulate it. His family isn't helping, Doctor Killian has been completely bought over that he has refused adamantly to check me up even though I complain of sickness. Sometimes, it feels like I am going to pass out from the sudden exhaustion, pain and irritation I feel, but I am abandoned. Nobody seems to be on my side, in fact they aren't. God mother Deliana seems to be glad as her plan to have Lucas's eyes away from me has worked. Five weeks away from him and I don't feel good at all, it feels like the end of the world and everything in its entirety. It feels like I'll never recover. And
HEATHERS POV.I've never felt this received, although I'm still careful knowing well he's a stranger, his face has a striking familiarity but I can't quite place my finger on how I met him and where I had seen him before."I'm sorry we had to meet this way, I'mKeegan, the alpha's beta a and a friend of to Lucas" he explains, I draw a line sigh of relief as it comes flashing back to me, I had seen him earlier on in the office the day I was Falsely accused of being a liar, just now I realize he might have fallen into their clutches as well."I didn't do any of those, they lied" I explained to him not wanting to seem like a bad person."it doesn't matter what I think Heather it's what you did, once you have a clear mind then none of it matters anymore," he says to me"Why would I do it? I did nothing at all but I can't just get why his grandmother won't leave me to be in peace" I answer, He gives me a knowing look and a relaxing smile."I believe you Heather, but first you said we need
HEATHERS POV.I feel a sudden uneasiness in the pit of my belly, I feel my head twirl, my nerves are pressed,My whole world seemed to have just been plunged Into darkness. How on earth am I to deal with this?I had lasted out at Keegan and the woman in the room earlier on and I know it was not in their best interest or mine but I could not keep a restraint on myself,At the moment I felt really irritated and this is what it comes down to, I feel my head go on with a loud bang, and I sniff hard as I had been bawling my eyes out for hours.The fact that to Lucas I have suddenly become nothing than a breeder, it was brought into the Pack to bear a child for him and now that had finally happened I feel myself plus ged deer into darkness,It's way too much for me to handle. How on earth am I to bear being with him? He doesn't even care about me, ever since we had sec I've been trying to reach out to him.Each night I get starved all due to me missing curfew and now I'll go on and tell hi