“Good,” she replied quickly, sounding almost excited. “I’ll send you an address. When you get there, just call me , alright?”
“Alright. Fine.”
After we ended the call, I sat for a bit, trying to shake off the weird feeling in my chest while thinking. Then I got up, dressed quickly, and headed downstairs. Grandpa and Grandma were in the sitting room when I came down.
“Anna,” Grandpa said immediately, “where are you going?”
I smiled a little. “Just out for a stroll. I’ve been indoors too long.”
“Alright, the guards will go with you,” Grandpa said, already calling one of them over.
I shook my head quickly. “No, Grandpa, it’s fine. I’ll be okay. I’m just going to take a short walk.”
He frowned. “You can’t go out alone. Not after everything that’s happened.””Please,” I said softly. “I’ll be careful. I just need to stretch my legs for a bit.”
Grandma looked worried too. “Maybe you should wait until Ryan comes back, dear.”
I sighed, forcing a small laugh. “I’ll be fine, I promise. I’ll just be gone a few minutes. If I’m not back in thirty, you can start calling me nonstop.”
Grandpa stared at me for a moment, then exhaled heavily. “Alright. But if you’re not back soon, we’ll begin searching for you.”
“Got it,” I said with a grin, even though I knew he didn’t find it funny. I loved them both, but sometimes their protectiveness was suffocating. I needed a little air, even if just for a few minutes.
I left the house and followed the location Sophie sent me. It wasn’t too far, about a twenty-minute walk. The streets were quiet, and every step I took made my chest feel tighter. I texted her that I was close, and she replied almost instantly: Just come inside. The door’s open.
The building was stunning, grand, elegant, and the kind of place that made you slow down just to take it in. It had tall white pillars, wide glass windows that shimmered in the sunlight, and a black gate that opened smoothly like it belonged to royalty. The driveway was lined with trimmed flowers, the air smelled faintly of vanilla, and for a moment, I smiled. Sophie had good taste. This didn’t feel like a meeting, it felt like visiting a rich friend’s mansion. Everything about it was calm, clean, and welcoming.
I stepped inside quietly, my eyes widening at how beautiful it was. The floor gleamed, the walls were bright, and there was soft music playing somewhere in the background. A crystal chandelier hung above me, scattering little reflections across the room. I almost forgot why I was there for a second, it was just that peaceful.
“Sophie?” I called out gently, my voice echoing a little.
No answer.
I took another step further in, glancing around at the perfectly arranged furniture and the huge vase of fresh roses sitting in the corner. It smelled expensive, like the kind of perfume that never fades.
“Sophie?” I called again, smiling a little this time.
And then…
Something heavy dropped over my head before I could even breathe. A thick cloth, tight, rough, suffocating. I gasped, tried to scream, but a strong arm grabbed me from behind, pulling hard. Panic exploded in my chest. The smell hit me fast, chemicals, sharp and dizzying. My lungs screamed for air as my fingers clawed uselessly at the fabric.
“Let me go!” I tried to shout, but my voice was muffled and weak. My chest was burning, my heartbeat thundering too fast. My body jerked and twisted, but whoever it was held on tighter. My legs kicked at the floor, but my strength was fading fast. The air around me felt heavy, my arms trembling, my throat closing up.
Everything started spinning. The sound of my own heartbeat drowned out everything else while my thoughts blurred. My hands slipped, my vision dimmed, and it felt like my whole body was melting into the darkness swallowing me.And then…. nothing.
ANNA’S POV
Everything was blurry at first, like my eyes were open but my head hadn’t caught up yet. I kept blinking, trying to steady my breath because something felt wrong, as if my whole body was made of pain, aches, tightness, pressure, and then I felt something digging into my wrists and ankles. That was when it hit me. I wasn’t just sitting. I was tied to a chair. A cold, heavy iron chair that didn’t even move while I jerked. Whoever did this knew exactly what they were doing. The ropes were so tight my fingers felt numb.
I wanted to scream, but I bit it back. Screaming would be useless if no one could hear me, and I wasn’t about to give whoever did this the joy of watching me panic.
“What’s going on?” I whispered, my voice trembling. I tested the ropes again, slower this time, and the metal scraped my skin. The last thing I remembered was walking into that beautiful house, with the tall white pillars, the clean smell, the shining glass, and then everything went black. Now I was here. I didn’t know how long I’d been out. I didn’t know who brought me. I didn’t know if anyone knew where I was.
Was it Sophie? The girl who called herself my friend, who said she could help me remember? “No, no, no,” I muttered, shaking my head while tears burned behind my eyes. I didn’t want to believe I was that stupid, to walk right into a trap just because I wanted answers. But if it wasn’t Sophie, then who?
The room around me looked wrong for a kidnapping. It was clean. Bright. Big windows covered with thick curtains. A mirror on one wall. A vase of white flowers near the door. It looked like something out of a magazine, not a place you’d die in. That alone was enough to terrify me more.
I told myself not to cry for help. Not yet. I’d wait. I’d free myself. If I could loosen even one wrist, I’d break the window, run, scream, anything. I twisted my wrist again, biting my lip to muffle the sound, but the chair clinked softly.
The door opened.
“She’s awake… hehehe.”
The voice slid under my skin, sweet and cruel all at once.
“Sophie?” I asked.
She stood in the doorway, beautiful as ever, with perfect hair and makeup and a smile that didn’t touch her eyes. She tilted her head like she was admiring a trapped insect.
“Yes, that’s me,” she said, laughing again. I shuddered. That laugh didn’t sound right, as if it belonged to something pretending to be human.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked, forcing my voice to stay calm.
Her smile dropped instantly, replaced by something cold. “Why?” she repeated, stepping closer. “Because I hate you, Anna. I hate you so so so much! Do you even remember the stairs?”
My stomach twisted. “What stairs-“”I pushed you,” she said, her voice sharp and steady. “I shoved you down those stairs. I watched you hit every step. Watched you lose the baby. Watched your memory fade. Watched you disappear.” She said it all with a kind of pride that made my skin crawl. “And if I had to, I’d do it again.”
I felt the words slice through me harder than her hand when it came across my face. The slap made my head snap to the side, but I stayed quiet.
“Why?” I whispered.
“Because I want you dead,” Sophie said simply. “Because you stole him from me.”
Another slap. “Do you know who I am? I’m the daughter of an Alpha King. That means I can do whatever I want. If anything happens here, no one will care. My father will bury it all.”
She leaned close enough that I could smell her perfume, roses mixed with something darker. “Now, what I want is simple. I want you gone.”
From behind her back, she pulled a small device. A metal box with blinking red lights. My stomach dropped. A bomb.
“I’ve waited for this day,” she said, almost cheerfully. “Planned it. Dreamed about it. And you made it so easy. You really are pathetic.”
My heart pounded so hard it hurt. “What do you want?” I asked quickly. “If it’s money, my family can pay, anything, just please-“
Another slap, harder. I tasted blood while my lips trembled. “Do I look poor to you?” she hissed. “I have money. What I don’t have is Ryan. I can’t have him while you’re still alive. He looks at you like you’re the only one that exists. I hate it. I hate you.”
“Don’t do this,” I said, my voice breaking despite myself.
“Say your last wish,” she said softly, her thumb hovering over the switch. “Once I turn this on, you’ll have only a few minutes left.”
“Please,” I said. “Please don’t.”
She mimicked me in a childish voice. “Please don’t,” she repeated, laughing. “Cry. Scream. This house is sealed. Soundproof. Isolated. And I heard your wolf’s gone, so no one’s coming for you. Okay??!”
When I didn’t answer, she grabbed my foot and pressed her heel into it, hard. Pain shot up my leg like fire while I couldn’t stop the scream that tore out of me. She kicked the chair then, a sudden violent motion that sent me crashing sideways. The metal slammed against the floor, my shoulder hit first, and my head cracked so hard against the ground I saw stars.
For a second, everything rang. The world tilted as if it was spinning. I couldn’t breathe. I blinked fast, trying to fight the darkness closing in.
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