Chapter 31: Chapter 31

Two months later

Ashley

“Are you sure you are alright?” Oliver asked me over and over again, With her face all filled with concern.

“I'm fine Oliver, I'm just having stomach upset,” I said cleaning my mouth after I had just emptied the little soup I managed to prepare for the both of us.

“Please don't be sick, you know we can't go to the doctor because we have no money,” she said, her voice laced with unshed tears.

“Oliver stop that I just told you I am fine, common please,” I said trying to force myself to smile to at least convince the little girl that she had nothing to worry about.

When the truth is that she has alot of reasons to be worried. I have been vomiting nonstop for the past two weeks and as a result, I was getting weaker by the day.

I had initially thought that I was this sick due to our poor condition of living, but now I am beginning to suspect something else.

Thinking of the fact that I might be pregnant is slowly killing me inside. First, because I do not have any source of income.

Even though I had built a wooden cabin close to the human territory, I am not so sure they will be willing to give me a job without a means of identification.

It's already very difficult trying to get food for Oliver and I, another baby would mean my doom, as much as I would have loved to give birth to Alexander's baby, I am too poor to cater for one.

I have been living with the hope that one day everything will be alright, that I will find happiness again but with each passing by, I start losing hope in myself.

I have tried convincing Oliver to go back home to her dad, but she has bluntly refused. The young girl is terrified of her father.

She said the night before the attack on the pack, that she had heard her father talking about killing some people and taking over the throne.

Out of fear that her father might kill her too since he doesn't hide his dislike from her. She ran away from her room to come to spend the night with Janet.

She said that Janet was the one who asked her to hide in the wardrobe when the men came in, she couldn't see their faces but she recognized her father's voice giving them orders before they killed Janet.

When I also told her about returning her to her mum, she begs me not to because her mother treats her badly.

Been that her human is terrified, of her possibly becoming a wolf at thirteen or there about.

Despite all her fears I still think that taking chances with her parents is far more than taking them here in the woods.

We have been fortunate to not have been attacked yet by a wild beast, but for how long will our luck last.

I have also tried mastering my gifts, but I am far from perfecting them. One thing I know for sure is that I need the utmost concentration to unleash my hidden powers.

But with all that has been happening with me lately, I can barely keep my mind on anything. So far, I can make fire glow and it most times happens when I am angry, and once or twice I have tried manipulating the air, lt wasn't all successful but it was still a good process.

Of all my elements, the most difficult for me is the earth, I still have no clue on how I can manipulate the earth, but I will continue to try till I master them all.

I am sure I was given these powers for a reason, and since I am wolfless, I could one day use these powers to my advantage.

But for how long?

How I miss my Alexander, how I crave to hear him say my name even if it is just one more.

There are days I wish this was a bad dream, that I would wake up to see myself folded up in Alexander's protective arms once again.

Oh, what will I not give for such a priceless moment?

I had initially thought that my Alexander is not dead, that he would come and find me wherever he may be. But with each passing day, I begin to lose hope in myself.

I know if Alexander is out there, he would stop at nothing till he finds me.

But with two months gone since he left, there has been no word from him, not a single word.

There are days I have felt like giving up and ending it all, but when I think of Oliver and what could happen to her, I just have to encourage myself and keep trying.

But for how long will I continue this way?

*****

Jessica

There is a punishment that is indeed worst than death, and that is being alive to see the bad consequences of your bad decisions.

How could I have imagined that a day would come when I would be treated less than a slave, derrick treats me like his sex object.

I have chains around my neck and hand, he carries out the craziest sexual fantasies you can ever imagine on me.

He has restrained me from ever doing anything by myself. He ask his female slave to bath me and dress me up in accordance with his desire.

All my body has traces of fading scars I get as a result of his continuous whipping of my body during his sexual rampage.

In my greed, I have destroyed the peace and serenity everyone in the pack once enjoyed.

I have made mothers mourn their dead children and made children crave their mothers' touch once again.

Our pack is now a shadow of its former self, I have heard the slaves whispering among themselves about the poor condition of living in the pack these days and it is disheartening to think that all these are happening because of my bad choices.

All in my quest for power I threw caution and the happiness of all those around me into the wind and now I am left with living with the concequences of my actions.

But I am hopeful, that one day Ashley would come back to deliver this pack from the hands of derrick and that she would be able to restore peace and tranquility among our people.

I have heard that they have not yet see her and Derrick daughter and I have a great feeling that they might be together.

Oh poor Ashley, will she ever be able to forgive me when she gets to know that I was part of the the people who plotted to kill her mate?

There is no single day that I do not try mind link Alexander with the hope that he may still be out there, that he is truly not dead and that a day would come when I will have to apologize to him for all that I did against him and Ashley.

Not because I want him to accept me back as a friend, but so my heart can be cleared from all the turmoil raging inside of me.

The door opens and I fidget unconsciously, afraid of what the beast called Derrick is going to do to my body this time.

He looks at me, and an evil smile plays around his ugly lips.

*You don't look happy to see me my pet, what is the reason if I may ask” he asks me pretending to care.

Oh how I wish I can truly say the things I have in my mind to him, but over time I have come to learn to control my anger and words around him.

Else he will whip my body till he sees it bleeding. And also if I chose not to answer, he would make me go hungry for days.

“I'm happy” I said in a weak voice,

“I didn't hear you, what did you say?” he asked dramatically, placing his hand on his ears as if giving me his full attention.

“I said I am happy to see you,” I said in a more audible voice.

“Thats my baby girl, look what I got us today,” he said dangling a fucking huge dildo in my face .

“We are going to have so much fun with this tonight,” he says to me while smiling mischievously.