These past few days have been hell on earth for me. I have been made to labor in the castle, I have been literally turned into a slave, doing one work or the other, and it's already driving me crazy. Madam Leila has visited me secretly whenever she can, so my stay here isn't entirely boring. How I'm suffering for the crimes my father committed, is still a puzzle I'm yet to know how to solve. I've also been trying to weigh the possibility of me being a werewolf, but I just can't still believe that. It's horrible to even think about.The thought of everything Madam Leila had told me earlier, came replaying in my head. 'If you want to survive here, you have to obey the law. This place is not like every other place where you're free to do what you want. I am telling you this because I like you a lot and I do not want you to get hurt' her words have been ringing in my head since she told me that.'For the next two weeks, you have to stay in your room, I will attend to you and you'll be inf
His image slowly fades away and she snaps her eyes open to find herself lying on the cold floor of the prison. It was a dream all along. A drop of tears slid down her cheeks as she crawls back and rests her head on the wall, hugging her knees to herself. Her whole body is cold and her body is already getting numb. The prison is cold and her body is almost shivering, but there are no clothes to cover her and protect her from the cold that keeps penetrating her bones. She sighs deeply as her mind wanders off to what happened yesterday. She still can't believe what the alpha had told her about her being a werewolf. It's hard to believe. She has been living all her life believing that werewolves are supernatural creatures that only existed in series, but it never occurred to her that they are really existing and even if she wanted to give that a thought and weigh the possibility of them existing, she could never imagine that even she would turn out to be one. How's this even possible?
Cassie RobertMy heart races rapidly as I stare down at the floor. My body feels so weak and my head feels heavy. I have many thoughts conflicting in my mind. The courtroom is suddenly overpowered by silence, which adds to my fear. All these years of living in pain, I have always wished that I die, but at this point that I see my doom standing in front of me and staring back at me, I feel so scared. I am scared, not because of death, but because of the tortures that accompany it. For the seed of a traitor, as he called my father, I don't think he would want to grant me an easy death without making me go through pain. Taking me down memory lane, my heart hurts deeply as the thought of my father spurs through me. All he ever brought to me was pain, I never got the love I deserved from him and now he's going to be the cause of my death? How wicked of him. "I have an announcement to make..." His cold and domineering voice finally comes on, and waves of fear spark through me as I feel m
The loud moans coming from one of the rooms fill the veranda. "Yeah...yes...there..." Her moans finally become clear and audible. The large room looks extremely beautiful, with portraits of black wolves on the wall. A large mattress is in the middle of the room. Anyone would think that more than three people are sharing the bed, but alpha Damien is the only one sleeping on it. The moans are coming from the bathroom. Alpha Damien is in there, slamming one of his concubines as always. This is what he does almost every day to calm himself down, especially when he's angry.While growing up, he always has women at his call, ready to go to bed with him anytime he wants it. For someone who's handsome and has the charm to melt every woman's heart with his gracious look, it takes him no effort to get whoever he wants. People call him 'the sweet beast'. He may be dangerous, but he's tender and do thing softly behind closed doors. He's someone women would never get tired of throwing themselves
Cassie RobertIt has been three days already, and these are the worst days of my life. I thought my life was a mess back at my father's house, but now I know what pain is. The one I passed through back at my father's house is nothing, life here is hell on earth. After that day that I was taken from the courtroom or whatever they call it, the women that took me away, cut my hair short and now I'm looking like another person. According to them, the rule of their pack states that whenever a werewolf is demoted to an omega, if it's a woman that has long hair, it'll be cut short and if it's a man, his hair will be shaved off. I'm still trying to convince myself about something, I'm not a werewolf. No sign in me shows that I am one of them. I'll never forgive him if ever it turns out that I was being punished for nothing. Guess who's sleeping on the cold and dirty floor? Well, that's me. I wonder why people are made to pass through this much pain. We are made to sleep in a house that's bu
Alpha Damien's chamberCassie is on her knees while holding her gaze low. Her heart keeps thumping heavily against her chest as if it's going to pop out anytime soon. She is visibly shaking, as waves of fear spark through her. She has many things running through her mind as she keeps asking herself what he's up to and why he had sent for her. Of course, she knows that it'll have something to do with her father. Thinking about her father, she curses under her breath. Thinking about that man makes her so angry now. She still had some love left for him even after all the pain he had caused her, but at this point, she has no soft spot for him again, just hatred. He has caused her so much pain that has hurt her so much. Meanwhile, alpha Damien is sitting on the chair comfortably, staring down at her with resentment in him. The sight of her disgusts him so much. Thinking about the pain his father went through before he died, how he cried when the poison was affecting him, just the thought
Cassie RobertAll my body hurts badly. I can't believe he took me there for his guards to beat the hell out of me. This is insane. "Ah! It hurts..." I wince in pain as Zoey massages the bruises with a cold towel. I'm lying flat on the mat on my belly with some part of my body open. Thanks to Zoey, she's here to tend to my wound. It's night already, but the pain is preventing me from sleeping. Tears well up in my eyes as pains shoot through me. For how long will I have to endure this pain? For how long will I have to go through this every day? What if I end up still losing my life after going through so much pain? What will happen if I suddenly cannot take it anymore? Will I die? "It's done," Zoey's voice pulls me out of my deep thoughts, and I wipe my tears from my cheeks. The pains have relieved me now, all thanks to her. Zoey is a nice young lady. "How're you feeling now?" She whispers, and I nod my head. The others are already fast asleep. "I'm feeling much better. Thank you,"
The United StatesD&D company"Sir, the files are all ready now. You're having an appointment with JayZs group of company in three hours. The interview with the media is in four hours and you have to speak with Mr. Coleman about the contract," A young lady talks nonstop as she walks beside a tall young man. The man is wearing a black suit, his thick black hair is messy with some strands curled up his forehead, his skin is smooth and looks flawless and soft, and he's wearing black sunglass. He is walking elegantly to the elevator while having a plain look on his face.He steps inside the elevator with the young lady, while having his hands tucked inside his pockets. His aura is dark and intimidating. It is always weird where those auras are coming from. "Cancel the contract with Mr. Coleman. Cancel all my appointments for today and get my week's schedule adjusted. Submit it to my desk when you're done with it," the elevator door opens and he strides out elegantly alone. His walking st