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Andrea’s POV Today is my 18th birthday. How tragic. Tragedy is such a common word that can briefly describe my entire life in a nutshell. I’ve managed to survive a tragedy after another for the past ten years. But there are only so many tragedies someone like me can take before hitting rock bottom. And I am at that stage right now. As I am staring at my number one mortal enemy who does not even know I exist, I contemplate the irony of dying at his hands on my birthday. I am not being pessimistic here, but the odds of finally getting the revenge I’ve been harboring in my heart for him in the past ten years are not that great. He's an alpha. And I am a beta’s daughter. Not only that but I have been living with my human foster family for ten years, packless and all alone. And it’s all because of him and his dead father. I try to train myself and my wolf regularly but I know my training is nothing compared to his. Still, here I am, standing among the rogues I recently joined to

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVClara started howling loudly, joining the many howls from my fellow rogues that erupted at the same time around me, and I started feeling the immense pain of shifting back into my human form against my will.“Clara! What’s happening?” I screamed to her in my head.“I don’t know! I can’t maintain my form! I feel weaker by the second!” she whimpered in my head painfully.I writhed on the ground, on my hands and knees, screaming in pain and agony. This was so not how I pictured this fight to go down.It was luck alone that made me near the back of the rogues that were leading the fight, because when I finally lifted my head up and looked ahead, limbs and heads were flying in every which direction. Blood was everywhere, in the air, on the ground, and all over the falling dead rogues who were at the front row when the battle started.I didn’t have time to understand why we weren’t able to keep our wolf forms but all I knew was that it all started when we crossed the border lin

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVOur eyes were locked on each other in pure, crippling shock.There was no doubt that he and his wolf just recognized me as their mate the same way my wolf just did.How the hell could this be?I was determined to stay in refusal mode and ignore everything I was feeling and seeing right in front of me.“Clara! He can’t be my mate. You’re confused as hell! You don’t even have any powers for goddess’s sake!” I chastised her, denying how much it hurt me when I drove that weapon into his back. I was in complete denial because if I accept this for even a second, I’m going to break apart right here in this spot.“He is our mate Andrea! We can smell him now more stronger than before we crossed over. The full moon is powerful enough to make me scent him and feel the snap of the mate bond between us regardless of the spell. The mate bond is stronger than its magic. He’s our mate! You have to save him! You can’t kill him now or it will destroy us massively especially now that we’re

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Alec’s POVI was staring at my mate coldly as I laid on the ground, trying to breathe through the pain she put me through with her own hands.She tried to kill me, and I still wasn’t able to register it nor accept it.I might never be able to.How the hell could she do this? I’d go ahead and assume it was because she was a heartless rogue but that’s not true. She looked nothing like a rogue, she doesn’t even act like one. Yet, she came here with them. Who the hell is this girl? She knew me by name. I’d go further and say she targeted me specifically out of everyone in this battle. She wanted me dead, I could practically feel the hatred in her heart for me.“She saved us Alec. She stabbed us before she found out we were mates and when she figured it out she tried to save us. You can’t deny that” my wolf Maddox said to me firmly, defending her and trying to make me less angry with her for what she almost did to us.It barely changed my feelings about what she had done.Even now, when I

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POV I screamed my lungs out in a useless attempt to ease my immense heartache but it did me no good. The ache inside my heart kept on intensifying, destroying every bit of me and pulling me down into a dark pit filled with nothing but agony. I was on my hands and knees over the dark, freezing forest ground. The second I threw myself into the portal, I knew I can never go back to my foster family and carry on where I left off. I’d be putting them in danger because I knew I’m going to be hunted down now. They weren’t very great to me during the years I lived with them but they weren’t so awful that I would put them in danger either. They gave me food, shelter, and a normal life to live and that’s everything I needed from them. They didn’t love me the way they loved their biological son; who was born a year after I came to live with them, but I was still grateful that they took me in and gave me a place to live in instead of giving me back to social services especially afte

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVCold.Freezing cold.That’s the first sensation I felt before I had the courage to open my eyes and find out if the coldness was coming from my after life or from miraculously surviving death at the hands of the rogues that were running after me.I tried to remember the last thing that happened before regaining consciousness.We were being chased by five very huge wolves.Clara was able to keep a decent distance for about ten minutes before they caught up and surrounded her from all sides.I remember the immense fear we both felt then, the great fear of getting ripped brutally to shreds right on that snowy ground. Our blood staining the white canvas in a gruesome scene. Our unimaginable pain that we were going to feel as they all sink their sharp teeth on various parts of Clara’s body.Despite that crippling fear we felt, Clara refused to cower and give up this easily.As soon as one of the wolves charged in our direction, she started fighting him viciously. I was left qu

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVA slave.Is there such a thing in this century for goddess’s sake?There is no slavery in the human world. It’s an extremely abhorring word.There is sex trafficking, human trafficking sometimes yes. But the leaders of those things are always getting chased, captured, and sentenced by the government. The people who suffered are set free and always given a safe haven.But is there slavery in the werewolf world till now?I guess there is.These girls are a living proof of that.My mind couldn’t comprehend this. No one stepped up to stop them from doing that? How long has this been going on here? And the rogues are obviously in on it judging from the girl’s words when she suspected my pack was attacked by rogues. They seem to kidnap young girls and sell them as slaves to this pack whenever they invade one. Did my brother Thomas participate in this too? He never speaks to me about his actions and role as a rogue. We mostly mind link and talk about more general things. I mostl

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVI started trembling in my place while my eyes looked at the dim corridor, waiting for them to come take my innocence away and dirty me in the most gruesome way no one should ever go through.To hurt me, to shred me of my entire being, to turn me into someone else, to torture me, to rape me, to….kill me while I’m still breathing, to kill my soul, my heart, and my state of mind.No one was going to save me from this.No one even cares enough about me anymore to come save me.My entire family is gone now with Thomas’s death.And Alec…..he definitely won’t risk anything for me, the one who tried to kill him then ran away without looking back.So that’s it?Am I going to take the girl’s advice and hand myself to them willingly?Why?So that they won’t hurt me?But they will do that anyway. Whether I resist or not.So they don’t hurt me more than necessary?So they don’t take my eye out like they did to her? Or take any other part instead?They were already going to take the mo

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POVA heartless, cold, evil beast.That’s the definition that comes to mind to describe this monster gazing down at me with what could only be described as hunger for his next prey.Werewolves could grow to be more than hundred years old and you cannot really guess it by looks. Our physical appearances don’t reflect our true age as soon as we hit thirty. But he looked quite old. I’d go ahead and bet he crossed the age of sixty.Greyish, light brown hair that was only covering the middle of his head in a French braid while the sides of his head were completely shaved off gave him what I perceived as the look of a beast.Add the light, cold green eyes and you get the perfect terrifying beast you see in horror movies but know it in your heart that he doesn’t actually exist.Except this one does.And he has his hungry teeth set on my flesh.I cowered in my place on the ground in immense fear. An ordinary master was one thing, but judging by his thirst for my blood, it was pretty

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My Alpha, My Hellfire/The Black Daisy

Andrea’s POV“Your name is 300, slave. Say it” he ordered quietly.“My n..n..name is Andrea” I said back with trembling lips. There was no point trying to act brave because fear was written all over my face and body. But fear wasn’t going to stop me from using the only thing I can fight back with which was my mouth.His smile grew a little, almost like he was happy with my response, which was odd because I was waiting for him to appear angry at my defiance.“You know new slaves like you are my absolute favorite. I cannot begin to describe how thrilling it is to break your kind and get your genuine submission. To hear you beg me for mercy in the end. To see you crawl down on all fours and worship at my feet out of your own free will. And the more you resist me, the more I enjoy the hell out of breaking you, 300. So by all means, keep up the brave act and defy me. It’s been a while since I was met with an exciting challenge as yourself. Most slaves are too scared to fight back, and it g

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