I tossed and turned in bed throughout the night due to a series of nightmares. Just before dawn, I started dreaming again and found myself deep in the forest. It was an unfamiliar territory. I was walking in my nightgown when I heard someone call my name behind me. I stopped in my tracks and slowly turned my head to see Luther walking toward me. To my surprise, he was wearing a soldier's uniform. I waited for him as he walked up to me."Luther, why are you wearing a soldier's uniform? Have you become a soldier?" I asked with surprise.He looked at me with a smirk and said, "I am not a soldier, I am just wearing it because of you," he replied."Because of me?""Yes, because of you," he reiterated."Why because of me?" I asked as my brows creased with a confused expression."Because I will always be with you to protect you," he replied."Protect me? Do I look like I need protection let
"You mean you got all these injuries from a fall?" Martin asked in disbelief. "Yes," I replied guilt-ridden. *********** Martin's POV For some reasons I could not fathom, I sensed that she was lying. Perhaps, it was true that she got the swollen head from hitting her head against a stone but I couldn't understand why she has the bruises. Aside from that, there was a kind of deep sadness in her eyes. "Whitney, I will be honest with you. I don't believe you. I perceive something bad must have happened to you, nonetheless, I will not coax you to tell me," I paused as I gazed at her. "Whenever you are ready to talk, I am always here for you. I have got your back anytime. You have to get up now and go and start your morning chores. You are way past your waking time," I said as I got up from the bed. *********** Whitney's POV "What is the time?" I asked. "It is a couple of minutes after six." "Oh, my goodness!" I exclaimed as I flung from my body the bed sheet which I
I stumbled into Luther's room as my eyes widened with shock. I watched as he turned the key and locked the door. He then put the key in the pocket of his pajamas. In a split second, the shock on my face disappeared and was replaced by intense anger. "How dare you drag me into your room and lock the door? Are you out of your freaking mind?" I yelled with rage."Well, it's better and safer for us to talk inside my room, especially as regards what happened yesterday," he said with a smirk."You must be very stupid to say that! I have nothing to discuss with you! Will you open the door and let me out this minute before I start yelling?""Hahaha...you can yell for all I care but I will not open the door. I must tell you that you are at my mercy cos the door is soundproof so even if you yell or scream, no one will hear you, not even my mother in the room before mine or my younger brother in the next room," he said smiling sheepishly as I looked at him with horror. "My parents doors and th
After a couple of minutes of mopping the floor, and as I mopped past Lilian, Luther's sister's door, her door suddenly swung open. I turned to look at her and we gazed at each other for a moment. My eyes swept from her curly blonde hair, thin lips, big eyeballs that seemingly look too far apart, and a somewhat crooked nose down to the beautiful expensive looking pink linen lingerie that she was wearing. My eyes finally rested on her beautiful long legs for a moment before sweeping back to her face. Overall, she was just plain looking and can't be called pretty. I think her most beautiful features are her hair and legs. Although she is 15 years old and I'm a year older than her, she was slightly taller than me. I saw the look of surprise on her face before her lips twisted in a smirk. I knew that she was going to ask me about what happened to my face, so, I quickly averted my eyes to the floor and continued cleaning. Suddenly, Lilian roared into hysterical laughte
Lilian looked horrified as she stared at me. What just happened seemed like a dream to her which made her blink her eyes several times to be sure she was not dreaming. Reality stared at her in the face as she watched my back as I mopped the floor. She seemingly couldn't believe that I could talk to her like that. She has always taunted me right from our childhood and I have never talked back at her. Today was the first time I would challenge her and even went to the extent of grabbing her by the chin. *********Lilian's POVOn impulse my hand went to my chin. I touched it and winced in pain. The bitch has injured me. What could have happened to her that gave her the nerve to challenge and grab me? I wondered. She has always been scared of me and I know how she always avoid me like a plague. I think something terrible must have happened to her to give her that effontery to confront and physically assault me. I need to be careful with her before she does something worse to me,
After I had finished my morning chores, I went to do Lilian's laundry. After that, I went to my room to shower and changed into a flowery blue gown. I felt very tired and weak. My body was still aching and the headache had intensified. I need to take some medication and have bed rest but I don't have any medication. I sat on the bed and put my hand on my head. I began to rub my forehead as I groaned in pain. Suddenly, I remembered that my brother told me to come to see him for some medication.I was feeling too sick and weak to go and see my brother. Besides, I didn't want to run into Luther. I have not seen him since I escaped from his room. The best thing was to call my brother on the phone. I picked up my dumbphone from my reading table and dialed his number. I listened to the phone ring and after a couple of seconds, he answered my call. "Hello, Whitney, are you done with your morning chores?" Martin asked."Yes, I am done.""Okay. How are you feeling now?" he asked with concer
For a moment, Luther stared at Martin and was seemingly speechless. Luther glanced at me and I had a wry smile playing across my face."Luther, have you suddenly gone dumb? I just asked you a question. What are you doing in my sister's room?" Martin asked as he dropped the first aid kit on the bed, walked up to him, and stood before him. He glared at Luther who was visibly jittery. I couldn't help comparing the two of them. Martin's short ginger straight hair was a sharp contrast to Luther's dark curly hair. Martin was slightly taller than him and a bit more muscular. He was 18 years old, just a year older than Luther. I did not doubt that if they should fight, my brother would beat the living daylights out of him. Nonetheless, I believed that he would not fight him cos of the consequences he is bound to face in the hands of the Alpha and Luna. They doted on their son as well as their other children and Martin knows that."I saw her this mor
I slept like a log till late in the evening before I woke up. I immediately realized that I felt much better as the headache had stopped and my high body temperature had gone down.As I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, I started thinking about my life. I have been abused by Luther in the most violent way I could never have imagined. I never liked him before and now that he has defiled me, I hate him with so much passion. I wish with all my heart that I never set my eyes on him again for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, that is impossible as I and my family are members of his father's pack and even worse we are all servants in his house. For how long will I and my family remain servants in this house? I pray it won't be for a lifetime cos I deserve some happiness as well as members of my family. I and my family members have suffered too much. I need to do something to change our situation but what can I do? I am just a poor young girl without anything to my name. For