ERICA. Each stroke burned my skin terribly, tears rolled out of my eyes as each one became unbearable. I couldn't decipher when the next one was coming, that was another pain on it own. Every movement didn't pass my ears, my eyes didn't stop moving every where to even see what he was doing next and where the whip was going to land on again. Ezra didn't stop, he continued whipping every part of my body still asking the same questions about Becca and I was going to give him the same answer each time. Whatever I say would lead to punishment therefore I will stick to the truth. “Fucking answer all of my questions!” Ezra yelled at me and I shook as his voice reached my system. By this time I was too weak to answer him anymore, I was too weak to scream out because the wolfsbane was eating into my skin. My wrist were aching me a lot from the way I was tied and my body was supported with nothing. The pain was very unbearable, no one should have to face it. I never knew Ezra could be th

EZRA. Suddenly her voice sounded. “Please, Ezra please let him go. I will tell you everything, don't harm Ian. I will tell you everything.” She screamed out, her voice almost unrecognizable from all of her previous screaming. I turned my gaze to her, before facing her and looking at her mauled body. Her breathing was erratic and as she breathe I could see her ribs. “Was I right?” I asked, my eyes not blinking or looking away from her. BECCA. Alexander didn't let me do anything ever since I came although I told him I needed to see Erica, he kept saying we would go to her the next day and Ezra was already handling her. I was too sleepy to say a word or ask him what he meant by Ezra was handling her. The next day came like every other day, Alexander served me in bed. After which he kissed me on my forehead and then sat beside me with a smell. His scent flooded my nostrills and his hand that moved to my lap sent tingles down my spine. I had missed him very much, and I kn

“Who? Who told you to bring her?” I asked looking at the animal. He growled at me. “You can never know!” I saw his energy building, he wanted to attack me and before he could, I slashed him in the throat. Dead, I threw his body toward the wall. “Get the guys, burn these men and even the ones that are alive.” I mindlink Ian who answered. With this, I walked into my bedroom. I was already naked therefore I got into the shower and the water ran through my back, calming my nerves. My tensed body began to relax and then I rested my head against the wall. Becca was right, these men are actually after Erica. I have been wrong about her. “I knew it, perhaps it's just you fearing that you're going to fall in love with her. You don't perceive danger, you perceived that she was going to be your weakness.” My wolf uttered in my head. I knew he was pissed, he sounded pissed. How can I fall in love again after what I did do Vivian? I caused her dead, I led to it. Everyday I blame Becca beca

EZRA. The words she said to me stung a little. I watched her dress up and rushed out as though she was running away from me. For fuck sake I apologized, why is she proving so stubborn? Why are women so complicated? I sighed and walked out of the room, it was freezing. “She had to seat in this room on ice cause of what you did to her and you think she's just going to let it pass?” Asked my wolf and I rolled my eyes. Well I had to care for the safety of my pack, I couldn't just trust her. I reached the living room, Erica was walking around the living room checking the photos of I and my brothers on the walls. Alexander and Becca were busy fighting over the spaghetti. I think Alexander added too much salts. I walked toward Erica, and I didn't think she knew I was behind her. She was very engrossed in staring at the pictures on the wall. Looking at her, I couldn't help but admire her beautiful dark hair, they reached her back with blue tint in the middle. Beside her neck was

EZRA. Putting my head in, I realised she was asleep but making weird noises. “Stop, no... I'm sorry. It was all my fault. Mother it was all my fault, I admit it. If only I didn't... If only I didn't...” She was crying in her sleep and then sobbing badly. Her hands were shaking and then on her forehead were creases and then beads of sweat. Is she having a nightmare? I wondered moving closer. The dream must be so bad. What had she done? What does she blame herself for? I couldn't watch her cry like that. I closed the door immediately and started to walk downstairs. Then I went to the farm which was behind our house to check for the vodka. Truly, I found it near the carrot plants. It was buried by the open space. Dropping the shovel, I dropped to the floor and began to drink from the vodka which opened with my teeth. Trying to clear my head but it was impossible, she kept coming to my head. The way she was shaking and crying didn't leave my memory but I didn't want to go to