"You think you'll get away if you end me?" He stood there with his back turned, his rapid breathing in sync with mine, then he turn to face me. He let out a low growl of what seemed like both relief and anger. He took one step forward towards me, my whole system stiffened. My heart drum inside my chest and my breath hitch with excitement and fear. "You don't make people obey you all the time!" I squeezed my eyes shot for the unknown remark that came out of my mouth. "Oh baby, I live for hundred years and I made all of them bow down on me." His eyes blazing with anger and frustration. "Guess what? I'm not one of them." He stood only few inches away from me, he looked at me dead in the eyes and spilled a mutter that seems to be a little prayer. My body froze. "Leave again or you'll lose your head with your pride and virginity, Kinzhe." ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Venie is always been excluded at everything even with her own real parents. But one thing she is good at, spying and combat skills, which she made use to survive. But one day in an trouble mission she almost bled to death. One thing is for sure, she is dragged to his playpen. The one he owns. The place he reigns. Can she survive the Alpha and let her run away this time?
Verena's POV
"You can bring out your trash Venie. You know you can trust me." My eyes narrowed at Linda. She doesn't prefer to indulge herself in my work especially now that it's kinda sloppy.
"What do you want?" I focused on my victim's background profile. After my 15th birthday I escaped from the orphanage not knowing what would happen with my life.
Familiar emotions came running back that made a void in my throat. I shake my head to get back to work and avoid the miserable moments of my life.
"You know that all your life I've been caring for you right Venie." She forced a smile.
"Even though I didn't make it right." Linda is my guardian for 6 years after the nuns in the orphanage, she's the reason why I work in a big organization that penetrates the government.
Is it legal? No.
Does it pay big time? Yes.
Linda and I kill to survive, we don't have a choice, I didn't have a choice back then at a young age.
And that made out a habit of mine.
If my parents didn't just dump me out of an abandoned building. I may be a different person in this world. A girl managing a big company with a politician boyfriend who arranged marriage with me, a girl who had her education at Harvard and had a Porsche at the age of 17, if I'm wealthy in that life daydream though.
"I'm thankful for you Linda, you fed me well enough back then, you helped me to escape my hell hole-you know that." I argued. Her eyes glistened with tears. It might be cringey but I have never experienced this kind of situation with her. Spitting out those words perhaps.
"You don't have to do this though, I'm a hypocrite. I shouldn't sacrifice your life for my gain." I can sense the depths of her frustration and sadness. Funny, how her duality can make the insides of me laugh. She's not like this. Not this emotional, maybe she's pregnant huh?
"Just think that this is for us, I'm strong, I'm one of the top performing spies from the organization, I can handle this Lin." I sighed. But deep inside, my heart swells from the ache and pain from work. I just don't deserve this life. I hated it, it made me vomit, it scarred my whole soul. It created a strong woman who is afraid to lose strength but fragile of burdened emotions.
The victim is the don's wife, some know her for her daring attitude not caring for the people. She's a monster, more monstrous than us. She specialized in human trafficking and drugs and she uses her husband's power to hide her. Fucking rat. I gathered the papers above the center table and faced Lin, with courage to do this alone. Once I'm in the event ripping through security is so darn hard. I shouldn't fail this.
"Just be careful, I love you Venie, be safe." Lin leaned and hugged me tightly. I'll always treasure her for being the kind guardian I ever had. She suffers from breast cancer for a year. She didn't told me at first but I eventually found out when I sneaked up on her. She's in her mid 50's and needed aid. She won't let me sell the bar because of the thought of guilt. This is the only way.
This is Venie. You'll be dead at the end of the day or be promoted as the chief. A billion dollars for my life. The salvation or the downfall.
I gathered my stuff before standing up. I scan the bar, everyone is busy with their own world. Some are dipping and sucking but I don't care most of the time. This is my haven, the safe place I've created. From the money I accumulated from my work I let Lin to manage and look out for the club. Above the bar is a normal stereotype of a bar. But downstairs in the basement is my self training ground.
I walked past the crowd. I can smell cigarettes, alcohol and body odors...it made me nauseous. Can they even shower before going out and having fun, seriously people.
When I got out from the bar I ran fast to the parking lot and prepared myself for my "mission".
Sounds cliche but my life is a total mess, just think about it. I'm an orphan who found a kind co-existent and later on worked for an organization in the hopes of finding my ancestors then failed.
I made sure to strap two knives in my thighs incase of hand-to-hand combat.
I drove two hours maximum from the bar to the Maximos event. It's a fashion showcase led by Donna the Don's wife. Funny how they assembled this and made it look like an ordinary fashion show but the truth is that this is an actual girl bidding event. Innocent way to sell girls.
I wear my earphone to communicate with Luca, my underwing, this evening he will guide me throughout the night.
When I arrived at what was supposed to be my ground the cold wind brushed my skin making me shudder.
My heart pounded so bad, I can feel whispers that something bad will happen besides the fact that we'll be killing someone.
I'll be using my sniper rifle but first I measured the location from the roof deck to the stage in the event where Donna will be sitting. It is an enclosed building but at one point from the upper right it is open for delimination.
I stopped chewing my gum and looked at my scope. The party is getting started. I turn my earphones on to connect with Luca.
"Hey, any updates?" I asked while looking at my scope. The runway just started a while ago. The space is compact and guards are gawking seemingly. The security is tight so on point shooting is not a must.
"The order is when a girl in a blue dress comes out you shoot then voila mission complete." He said, hitting this man would be a pleasure. Anyone might wear a blue dress, maybe two or more.
He must be clear when giving directions, what an idiot.
I guess when anyone comes out wearing blue I should shoot right?
I fell silent as I scoped the field of view again.
The Donna is clapping her hands while the bidding starts for the girl in red.
But the thing is that I can see a familiar face just beneath the stage.
"What the hell is Jack doing in there Luca!?" My chest tightened. No one can see him get his gun out from his vest. This is bad. I need to get there.
"What? Your signal seems to be interrupted, the voice is unclear Venie, can you repeat?"
I hissed when Jack fired openly at the Donna.
I quickly got up and ran down the exit of the abandoned building. The rising pressure got me. I can hear loud bangs and open gun firing.
When I arrived at the hall my mind haywired. Everyone is still at the event. From my perspective ten people are dead. Blood splashed all over the floor. Models are frightened, I can see the single soul shaking rapidly from the incident.
Guards are down.
Jack must have been with his dumb people.
Someone tugged me at the waist. A hard thing pressed in my small back. A gun.
My heartbeat paced.
"What's your organization?"
I forcefully kicked him at his foot that led me to lose my balance.
"Uh oh, stop fighting girl. We'll get your plan trashing okay?" He laughed that out.
"Go to hell!" I muttered before kicking him at the crotch, my back facing him. After getting out of his grasp I shoot him in his knees making sure he won't ever fight back again.
I came back to the hall meticulously avoiding guards to see if the donna was still alive. And look at this bitch, she is.
I applied my red lipstick that was initially hidden in my brassiere, then I went at the backstage. I gritted my teeth when the situation slapped me in the face.
Some of the women are drugged and others are being injected.
They must be the one who doesn't like this crap and kept their heads up and tried resisting.
"Sorry I'm late, I met with the clients earlier." I announced. I bit my lower lip hoping this tactic would work.
"Girl you're just on time, after Sara you would go first." The bulk guys said, but I know he's not a manly man but a girly pop instead.
He handed me a short unholy gown that would reveal my entire boobs.
I consoled myself thinking that this might be my way to complete the task after nearly parading my nakedness in the vast of the crowd.
He then gave me a masquerade mask to hide my upper face.
The joy I'm feeling is backing up my embarrassment. This would literally be my only hope.
I went to the changing area and started to change. The slit would be an easy key for me to pull my gun from my thigh.
After changing I got out of the stinky area then a man pushed me out of the backstage to the front stage facing numerous hungry eyes to feed.
I fixed my posture and directly looked at Donna she's all smiles and she had this aura that she might be sweet and lovely.
I walked slowly and everyone clapped their hands.
"She is a newly virgin model from the east. You can start bidding now." The announcer said, laughing a bit with curtness.
I stood there for a few minutes before a man in a suit stood up.
I inhaled my heart wrenching for the situations of the girls who happen to be sold first.
I open the slit of the gown. The crowd wooed and before anyone could know my next move I pulled my gun out and shot Donna, making sure to kill her in a minute.
I ran faster than expected, but mischief happened. I was shot in my lower back and the pang of pain excruciate.
I continued running as if Satan was chasing me. I stumbled on a calloused table in the hallway. Because of the impact I suddenly dropped the gun. I gritted my teeth when I realized that they are getting closer and closer so that doesn't give me time to get the gun.
Karma says it all.
When I reach the back exit I can hear voices trying to find me in the darkness in the back of the building. I gulped my saliva. My throat seems to dry all of a sudden.
I tried to manage my blood loss to make sure I'll come out of here before I lose my consciousness. My legs are shaking from the pain and numbness of my whole body.
I saw the exit sign but before finally getting out a swish of a sharp object penetrated my body.
My blood burned.
"You think you can get away from death?" Someone muttered, jerking his knife again in my belly.
I forced myself to reach for my knife. I know he is clueless because he is unable to see in the dark.
I managed to reach my gun instead of my knife. I shoot his head.
"Neither do you."
They must know where I am now that they've heard the gun fire.
Before the others can find me. I escaped the lucid place.
I kept running and running even the tree branches cut my skin. My sandals are getting heavier and heavier as more mud sticks to them.
My earpiece is missing, no one can help, minutes from dying.
I finally stopped when I reached a large field away from the forest. If centaurs are real they would find my body and feed me to the wolves.
So stupid Verena.
I am losing air from the running plus the wounds, maybe luck is on my side that it kept me from dying.
I lay down on the ground to rest momentarily. It'll take moments before I die.
Warning! Mature Contents! ***Excerpt*** "You belong to me, Sheila. I alone am capable of making you feel this way. Your moans and body belong to me. Your soul and your body are all mine!" *** Alpha Killian Reid, the most dreaded Alpha in all of the North, wealthy, powerful and widely feared in the supernatural world, was the envy of all other packs. He was thought to have it all... power, fame, wealth and favour from the moon goddess, little was it known to his rivals that he has been under a curse, which has been kept a secret for so many years, and only the one with the gift of the moon goddess can lift the curse. Sheila, the daughter of Alpha Lucius who was an arch enemy to Killian, had grown up with so much hatred, detest and maltreatment from her father. She was the fated mate to Alpha Killian. He refused to reject her, yet he loathed her and treated her poorly, because he was in love with another woman, Thea. But one of these two women was the cure to his curse, while the other was an enemy within. How would he find out? Let's find out in this heart racing piece, filled with suspense, steamy romance and betrayal.
My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"