Stacie's POV Oh my goodness! Daniel said he was going to lock the door, and then see if I'll be able to open it. The next thing that came running through my mind after he finished saying that was that 'What if he closes the door and I'm not able to open it? what would he do then? Would he think I'm a criminal or something? Or would he just kill me? Fear gripped me at the thought of that. Looking at Damien's face, he doesn't look like someone that would need to take permission from Antoine before killing someone he suspects to be a criminal. And by then, not even the formidable alpha would be able to save me. The funniest part is I can't even remember how exactly I got the door to open the other time. I know it was about the energy that is emitted from my body, but the problem is how did I manage to release the energy, or better still, what did I do to release it? I racked my brain but still couldn't come up with anything. Damien dragged the chains up, from the floor in order t
Stacie's POV Damien swung his fist at me, targeting my jaw. "Rule number one, always be alert and ready for an attack" Unprepared, I recoiled from his punch to my jaw with a wince. How could he be so swift and fast that I hadn't even noticed his movement? I thought, momentarily copying his style as I made a move to retaliate. I lurched a step forward and then threw a punch at Damien's face. The blow felt too dull. And I knew it immediately after I had launched it. "Too slow" Damien noted as he ducked under my punch. He grabbed my arm and twisted it. "Rule number two, never underestimate or look down on your opponent. They could strike when you least expect it" I struggled, squeezed, and wriggled free from his grip. I punched again. He ducked. I kicked. He blocked my kick with one hand and threw a fist at me with the other hand. I bent backward, making Damien's fist slap into my shoulders. Wincing in pain, I staggered backward and fell to the ground with a loud thud. "That
Stacie's POV I felt a very sharp pain in my chest and I cringed. The pain exploded in my head with blinding whiteness. It made me dizzy. It made me reel. It was like needles that had been dipped in alcohol had been jabbed through my chest like my heart had been replaced with ice and electricity wired straight into my spine. I felt a spasm of sharp pain in my lower body. Every part of my body started aching. I couldn't take it anymore. I fell to the ground, gritted my teeth, and then bit into my lips to stop myself from losing consciousness. I tasted blood on my lips. It was painful, though nothing compared to the ache all over my body. It was as if the bones in my leg seemed to snap and shift from their position. The worst part was that I couldn't do anything. I couldn't even move. I just sat down on the floor, enduring all the pain. "What was happening to me" I wondered, trying to communicate with my wolf to know whether she had any idea of what was going on in my body system.
Antoine's POV I was in my room reading a magazine, when someone burst in without even knocking. It was my beta, Damien. He had this worried expression on his face so I prepared myself for bad news. "There's a problem!" He finally said. "What!?" I shouted. My wolf jumped in me when he heard Damien say my mate was the problem. I quickly shifted to my wolf form, running down the woods. Then, I saw the wolf, looking as white as snow, and I knew it was her, my mate. He fur was looking short over her body and longer at the neck. It was really smooth and shiny. I growled, probably with lust. Then suddenly, she came charging at me with all full speed. I noticed her movement was wild. She looked pained as if she was fighting hard to keep her wolf under control. She stood in front of me, and uttered something. "I'm" she tried to say with great difficulty. "I'm". Then she collapsed. "Was she dead?" I couldn't help but wonder in fear as I quickly shifted to my human form. I reached he
Stacie's POV I woke up with a bad ache all over my body. "Shit!" I said, my throat sore from the effort of that single word. "Why am I even feeling all this pain? Did I perhaps fight in my sleep or something? Or did I do something stressful before I slept?" I asked all these questions out loud to no one in particular, as I was alone in the room. I searched through my brain without success remembering what I did yesterday. I couldn't even remember how I slept off. I looked around and noticed that I wasn't in my room. The room looked unfamiliar. "Where am I again now?" I wondered. Then the door opened, and a young, beautiful lady entered the room. She had a smile on her face. "Finally, you're awake!" She said, still smiling. "Now, what does she mean by "finally"? Have I been sleeping for so long to warrant that kind of "finally" from her? I looked around and saw a clock on the wall, only to check the time and what I saw made me gasp in shock. "Jesus fucking Christ!" I muttere
Antoine’s POV I woke up alone on top of my bed, dressed in Damien's clothes. It was almost 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I had no idea how I had even slept off. Last night had been so dramatic. I had gone to see Damien in his room to question him about how he knew Stacie and how he came across her wolfing out. I had a feeling that she was probably the one with him in the armor room the other time. I had gone there and challenged him about it. But Damien still denied the allegations and made up a story to give me, which he knew was a lie. I had challenged Damien to a friendly duel just to calm my wolf down, but instead, it aggravated my wolf. I involuntarily turned while fighting with Damien, sucking out my energy. Elda had been so ferocious, just because I didn't give him want he wanted, Sex. I probably fainted from fighting with my wolf. I am even surprised I am in his room now. Probably, Damien brought me here on his back. But that must have been after changing my clothes whic
Antoine's POV I knew I was hurting her, but I couldn't care less. She had to know her place. She had to respect the formidable Alpha Antoine. "Hurting her wouldn't make her respect you, she'll only fear you, which is very bad," Elda said. I tightened my grip on Stacie's neck, and when I did, he howled in pain. He must have felt the pain of his mate. I also felt it too, though faint. This was why I hated this mate stuff. If your mate was feeling pain, then you would have to share in the pain too. I felt water drop on my skin and looked up at Stacie. She was crying silently. She looked so fragile in my hand, so weak and vulnerable. I felt pity for her for the second time in my life again. However, as much as I felt pity for her, I was also enjoying the look of fear in her eyes. I wasn't a sadist but strangely I felt pain and pleasure from hurting my mate. She squeezed her eyes close and I knew she couldn't take it anymore. I released my hold on her neck, and she landed on the fl
Stacie's POV My tears threatened to spill out, as I began running out of Antoine's chambers. What did I do to deserve such kind of cruel mate? Why did nature have to treat me so badly, and match me with Antoine? He must hate me so much with passion. Because why else would he treat me like garbage? Why will he treat me with so much contempt? He always hurts me every time with his words. How would you even hurt a person that's your mate, without even feeling remorse or sorry for your actions? How!? He's just too heartless! Always making me feel so small. The first time, he physically assaulted me, he almost choked me to death but I still didn't take it to heart and asked him for a little favor, but he wouldn't do it. Instead of just refusing politely, he had to be so brutal with his words hurting me even more deeper. What is so bad about training your mate? Just because a person is a female, then she can't fight or she's too weak. Well, I'm going to prove him wrong that I'm not