Chapter 45
Raya’s Pov
I wrap the towel around my waist tightly and take a deep breath, stepping out of the bathroom. It’s a new day, a fresh start. But as soon as I walk to the window and look out, I am frozen in place.
There is Asher, walking outside with a group of guards. He is shirtless, revealing his chiseled abs and broad chest, but that’s not what catches my eye. In his hands, he carries two whips, each with an iron on the end. My heart sinks as I realize what he is about to do.
The guards follow him as he strides purposefully towards the obelisk.
The guards following him were a sight to behold. Each one of them was a well–trained warrior, with lean muscles rippling under their clothes as they walked with purposeful strides. Their eyes scammed the surroundings, ever vigilant and ready to spring into action at the slightest hint of danger.
They wore matching uniforms, consisting of tight–fitting black shirts and pants that emphasized their toned physiques. The shirts had a red stripe running down the sides, which added a touch of fierceness to their already intimidating appearance. On their feet, they wore black boots that made a distinct sound as they walked, marking their presence.
Each of them carried a weapon, be it a sword, a bow, or a spear, strapped to their back or waist. Their hands were never far from the handle of their weapon, and their eyes flicked around, taking in every detail of their surroundings. They were like a pack of wolves, always alert and ready to
pounce
Their faces were stoic, with no hint of emotion visible on their chiseled features. They were the epitome of discipline, always following orders without question or hesitation. As they walked, their muscles rippled under their skin, giving them an air of raw power.
They moved in perfect synchronization, their steps falling in unison, creating a steady beat that echoed through the halls. The sound of their boots hitting the floor was like a war drum, announcing their presence to the world.
As they followed him, their eyes never left Asher, always watching, always assessing.
1 quickly wrapped the towel around my body, securing it tightly around my waist. My mind was still racing from what I had seen through the window, I could still hear the sound of Asher’s whips ringing in my ears. It was an unsettling sight, and my heart was racing. But as much as I wanted to stay and watch what was going on, I knew I had to leave the room as quickly as possible.
I threw on my clothes as fast as I could. It was a simple outfit, a pair of tight–fitting jeans and a black tank top. The jeans were a bit snug, but they hugged my curves perfectly. I slipped into a pair of brown ankle boots and ran my fingers through my hair, trying to make it look presentable. I didn’t want to look like a mess in front of Asher or any of his guards.
I took a deep breath, composed myself, and walked out of the room. As soon as I stepped into the hallway, I was hit with a wave of cold air. I pulled my arms close to my chest, trying to warm myself up. I couldn’t help but feel anxious about what was going on outside.
Just as I was about to leave, a guard stopped me in my tracks. He was a tall, muscular man with a stern expression on his face. “Tm sorry. Lia” he said, “but Asher has ordered me to make sure you stay inside. You’re not to leave this place until he says otherwise
My heart sank at his words. “What? Why? What’s going on out there?” I asked, my voice shaking with fear.
The guard’s expression didn’t change. “I can’t say, miss. All I know is that the Alpha wants you to stay here. You can’t leave this place until he gives you the word ”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. 1 felt trapped, like a prisoner even though it wasn’t my own home. I tried to argue with the guard, but he wouldn’t budge. “Please” Thegged, “Just let me go. I won’t cause any trouble, I promise”
But the guard shook his head. “I’m sorry, Lia. I can’t let you go”
I was furious. I slammed my hand on his chest, but he didn’t even flinch. I knew I was powerless against him. I turned around and walked back to my room, feeling defeated
As I lay on my bed, I couldn’t help but think about what was going on outside. My mind was racing with all sorts of possibilities. Had something terrible happened? Was someone hurt? And why did Asher want me to stay inside? Was it to keep me safe, or was there something else going on!
As I stood there, trapped in my own thoughts, I felt a surge of anger building up inside me. I hated the way Asher was treating me, as if i was some kind of possession to be controlled and manipulated. The more I thought about it, the more it became apparent that he was using his power to keep me under his thumb, even though I was meant to be a part of this pack.
I wanted to leave this place, to escape from his clutches and be free again. But at the same time, I knew that I couldn’t just run away. There were werewolves patrolling the boundaries, and I had no idea how far I would get before they caught me.
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Chapter 43
As I struggled to contain my emotions, 1 telt tears welling up in my eyes. Levitt believe how much power Asser had over me, how much he wielded with his every wond and action. It was as if I was paweiles to resist him, no matter how much I wanted to
I cried silently, my tears streaming down my cheeks as I struggled to regain my composure. I hated feeling this vulnerable, this weak and helpless But there was nothing could do except wait for him to release me from this prison of his making.
And so, I stood there in silence, my emotions swirling inside me as I struggled to find some kind of inner strength to cling to. I knew that I coulddat let him break me, couldn’t let him win this battle of wills that was raging inside me
I can’t take it anymore. The feeling of being caged up is suffocating. I just want to leave this pack and never look back. I’ve had enough of being treated like a prisoner, like I have no say in what happens to me. I can’t take it anymore.
I can’t believe Asher would treat me like this, like I’m some kind of object to be controlled. The way he’s been acting lately, I don’t even know who he is anymore. The Asher I knew would never do something like this to me. It’s like he’s a completely different person, and I don’t know how to
handle u
But the more I think about it, the more I realize that I don’t want to handle it. I want to leave, I want to get out of here and start fresh.
