MaraBitterness churned within me as Lucas welcomed Heather back so readily after all the grief her disappearance caused. She had stolen his affections from me long ago with her bewitching powers, and now the spell was cast anew despite my warnings. Lucas was blind in his obsession once more.I would not let her destroy my son again. Since reasoned arguments proved futile, more duplicitous means were required. I slipped tiny portions of monkshood tincture each day into Heather's wine at dinner, under guise of graceful hospitality. Just enough to make her sickly, not draw suspicion. Soon parallel symptoms began appearing in my soft-headed son as well - fatigue, headaches, fits of anger. But it was necessary collateral damage to free him from her toxins. Once weaned off her presence, Lucas would regain his senses. I remained vigilant for any opportunity to administer larger, more disfiguring doses when the time was right.But fate conspired against me when Archer noticed his ailing fat
Archer's POV The commotion in the hallway drew everyone's alarmed attention from the dinner table. Shouts echoed, then Keegan appeared supporting mother's distressingly still form. Dark blood stained her robes and face."What has happened?" Father demanded, rushing over with the others. But none needed ask as the gruesome truth became painfully clear. Mother had taken her own life, reasons unknown. An icy void opened within me. I know why. She chooses this for herself.In the chaotic hours that followed, I retreated numbly to the solitude of the grounds, tormented by guilt and questions. What had driven the proud Alpha female to such an extreme end? She had appeared the very picture of health mere hours before at dinner. Nothing made sense.Over the next harrowing days, the murky circumstances came to light under Keegan's discretionary investigation. Among mother's things he uncovered incriminating letters - one for father pleading again to cast out Heather before she destroyed him.
Heather With Mara gone, the estate felt peace and calm, like the storm had passed. Some funny thing is no one grieved over Mara's death, even though she was once the Luna. Even her son, Archer. Lucas never loved her in the first place. He softened to me and more wary of letting fear rule him. Our bond emerged stronger for enduring the trial. Together Lucas and I slowly mended torn relationships throughout the pack, reassuring all of our peaceful intentions. Keegan’s wisdom and discretion proved invaluable in maintaining stability through the transition. And Alex’s calm strength gave me courage when threats of fresh dissent arose. He would make a fine leader someday, if we could break the bleak cycle of suspicion and isolation. Archer remained more inscrutable, keeping his own counsel for a time. But Alex's tireless faith seemed to gently erode his walls. And seeing Lucas choose unity over vengeance clearly gave him much to ponder internally. I hoped in time the seeds of healing
And as he does so, he answers the question he literally forced me to ask while my moans and screams are confused with eachother. "No one else fucking wants you", his moves are so tight and almost forceful that I can't help but wonder how in the world he still has all that stamina. "It hurts", I moan as I try to reach for his waist and push again, but he slaps my hands away and grabs my boobs. "Didn't you want it hard? I'm doing just that, or do you want me to leave? Did you have a change of mind?" His fingers are giving my nipples the tightest pinch they've ever gotten and his palms remain firmly pressed on my breasts. "You'll barely be able to walk when I'm done", he pauses as I start to feel his manhood harden and pulsate inside of me. Dripping hot precum also starts to coat my inside and mix with my wetness as he continues his movement. "And you know what will happen when I'm done?", through my glassy eyes, I notice the smirk on his face, "I'll take you again and again a
Chapter 1: Getting sold"Daddy please don't let me go to him. I will work hard. I will do every thing else, I will work as your maid, but please not to the alpha", I plead with tears and snort running down my face. My jeans ripped at the knees from kneeling and crawling around to plead with my step father. "Don't you get it? You are just a burden and if you continue to be like this, I will leave you and your mother alone", he spits and drags his pants from my hold. But If I remember vividly well, they were never his, they belonged to my father who died of a stroke two years ago. About the same time I was put into this deep mud of misery. "You bitch, didn't you hear him? Stop begging" mom kicks the maid who was subjected to pedicure and stands up in a jolt. I watch her as she approaches me and even though all hope is lost, the sight of my mother calms me for a brief second. Maybe she would talk to Jeffery to make a compromise. But then, a hot slap lands on the side of my face a
CHAPTER 2 - I FOUND MY TOY. Alpha Warren Lucas's POVI have never hated anything more than this stupid selection I am forced to partake in. For the past five years ever since my twenty fifth birthday and fifty second victory of the fifty two battles that I have gotten into, Nanny Deliana, my grandmother decided that it was the best and only compromise I could make since I didn't have a Luna yet. "You could find a worthy Luna or maybe your mate during it", she had said after threathening me to die without seeing her great grand child. Not like I blame her though, her only son and former alpha had died in an ambush with his wife, leaving me to succeed immediately I clocked eighteen. But I was always ready. I was born and raised as an alpha, so nothing ever proved difficult for me except escaping the topic of getting a mate or at least someone who would bear me a son. "The males in our lineage do not live long. Someone has to succeed you", she would always say and now, here I am be
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 al
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