
Introduction
James Wallis is 23, powerful, and ready to claim what is his. What will happen when Avery's identity comes to life? What will happen when she finds out who she really is and that she has been sold to the most powerful alpha in the United States before she was even born?
"I'm not marrying you," I said as I slowly opened my eyes, my voice trembling.
"Yes, you are," was his only response before removing his hands and freeing me from the small cage I had been placed in. I let out a heavy sigh and then looked back up at him, tears still streaming down my face.
"Whether it's by choice or by force, Avery, you will marry me." Follow James and Avery on their journey through hate, love, deceit, possessiveness, and power."
Chapter 1
~Avery’s POV~
I stared at him as he was holding the pen and writing notes, his eyes moving as he read through the history book and his tense jaw biting together as it did when he focused.
The love of my life. The only man I had been with for the past 3 years, the only man I will ever want until the day I die. Liam Wass and I had gone through everything together, through hell and love and we were stronger than ever.
I know it sounds weird since I’m only eighteen and hadn’t experienced much but somehow, I just know that he was the one.
His blue eyes made me melt every time he looked at me and the feeling I got through my entire body when he touched me, a feeling of happiness and joy. I could never wish for more.
I tore my eyes from him, unwillingly and stared at the books in front of me, I did want to pass the exam that was coming up in a month, It was my dream education taking me towards my dream job.
’Avery, the engineer.’ It did have a nice ring to it and I wouldn't stop until I had made it my reality.
I went over to the fridge as the floorboards made a squeaking sound. Our house was quite old. The dark-colored wooden floors made sounds whenever it was stepped on, the walls had tapestry of the same color and the kitchen was big with a fridge and freezer beside each other. On one side we had the sink that was pitch black and on the other a big desk that went all the way to the window by the wall. Three cupboards over the desk that reached as far as the desk did, also made of wood. I guess my parents had a taste.
As I opened the fridge to pull out a soda I jumped in shock at the sound of a ringing phone. It was Liam's.
”Yes? I understand. I'll be home in ten.”
Liam turned to me and looked to be in distress and told me that it was his mom, he had to get home right away.
”Is everything okay?” I asked with a worried tone as I stepped towards him.
”Everything’s fine, my mother just wants to talk, I'll call you later. I love you, babe.”
He gave me a quick kiss as he rushed out leaving all his books and grabbing nothing but his bag.
"Love you too..." I said to the nothingness in front of me.
I couldn't help but worry that something was wrong. His family had become like my own and my family the same for him.
I shook all the negative thoughts out of my head, knowing he would call me later and explain. I gathered the books and placed them on the side table next to the door, I cleaned up in the kitchen where we had been studying and threw a quick glance at the clock. Seven pm.
I had time for a walk before my parents got home. They were both at work and didn't end until nine after which they would pick up my sister from the neighbor down the road as they did every week day. She had become like a grandmother to us both but mostly to her as she was younger and spent more time there.
I grabbed my beige trench coat hanging by the door and took my keys that were in a silver bowl on the table in the hall. We were all experts at losing keys in this family so it was put there so that if we lost our keys, it would be because we hadn't put them where they should be whenever we got home. I opened the door and looked over the pathway leading up to our house.
There were flowers planted along the path in all different colors, and on each side of the path, there was grass all around the house. I remembered running barefoot there as a child and kicking a ball with my father, we also had a trampoline for my little sister. Jasmine was eight years old, a beautiful and strong little girl, her hair was as white as snow just like our mothers, and her eyes blue like the ocean. She was strong for her age and always stood up for the weaker ones, I couldn't have been more proud.
Our relationship wasn't like other siblings though. We weren't very close. Neither was my relationship with my parents. I somehow always felt like an outsider looking in when being with my family.
I locked the door behind me as I preceded down to the fence. The fence went all around the house and when I was younger my mother told me it was there to keep evil out. Now that I was older I realized that if evil wanted to come in, it could just jump over the fence, but nothing had ever happened so perhaps the belief that it protected us, did something.
I opened the fence and started walking on the road, down to the small little town square we have. We live in a small village with no more than a few hundred people, everyone knew each other and all around the village there were miles and miles of forest. All children were forbidden from going into the woods from a young age, as it was very easy for them to get lost and not find their way back.
Children from eighteen and up however were allowed to roam around wherever they pleased.
I had a road I always took when walking at night. It was alongside the small river and led almost all the way to the square.
I had been walking for twenty minutes when I reached the town square. As I walked around the alley of a few farmhouses I saw two people going at it, the man lifted up the woman and pushed her against the wall. As he kisses her neck violently I could see I recognized him. He took his hands and ran them over her body as she wrapped her legs around his waist.
And then, he lifted his head and locked his eyes with hers and I saw now why I recognized him.
It was Liam
My Liam.
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