Third person pov
A year had passed since Allison has been caged up. Blake didn't bother or been to her room since he had barged in and beat her and she was grateful for that.
The wounds that were inflected on her body healed , a few leaving scars, but what held the most damage were her mental and emotional health. She stopped caring, she ate less, her hair knotted she had stopped tending to it a few months after being nearly beaten to death, dark circles had formed under her eyes, her lips dry and cracked. The pain she felt constantly because her mate, she became numb and used to it . She just sat in her window seal, head resting against the glass, staring out at life going by while she waste away.
She didn't even look when maids came in, walking up to her, three of them, pulling her off the seal and bring her to the bathroom, placing her in a hot tub, taking a key out, unlocking the collar from her neck , then running water over her head and body. Starting on her hair, Shampoo massaged into her scalp, than lathering her ends and places with bad knots with conditioner, while one did that, the other ones, brushed and detangled her hair, it took nearly an hour and a half til all the knots were out. Once's they were done they had started scrubbing her body, making sure everything was cleaned.
When they finished her bath they brought her back to the room dressed her in a silky brown, heart shaped, dress which which to a few inches above her knees and the sleeves resting under her shoulder, showing her collarbone well and fitting her just right. They paired the dress with white hills, than moving Allison to the vanity, sitting her down while two other maids put the sides of her hair up and than curls her hair, than once her hair was done they, put foundation, concealer, setting powered. They used a soft matte caramel eyeshadow for my eyes and a bold red color that suited the look for my lips. Lastly adding a light pink blush to my cheeks to add color to them.
A maid came in with a simply light red necklace and putting it on me.
Jays pov
I stood out Allison's room, I hadn't seen her since Blake almost beat her to death. That night still angered me and I pitted her more, she didn't deserve any of this.
One of the maids informed me that they had finished with Allison. Not a few seconds passed, the maids and Allison stepped out, she was stunning but you could tell in her eyes she was a broke and numb shell, she didn't lift her head from the ground but the once lively spark that she once had was gone and my chest tighten.
I was ordered to bring Allison down because her pack and a few other packs had come for the wedding anniversary of Blake and Michelle.
Allison followed behind me, down the hallway, to the banquet hall, when we reached the stair leading into the banquet hall, slowly making our way down the steps, the room got quiet, all eyes were staring at Allison. Even wearing something simple she stood out, I smiled to myself, a few whispers asking who Allison was and how beautiful she was.
Third person pov
As Allison continued to follow Jay around not lifting her eyes off the ground. She has seen her father when they arrive and she was given permission to say a few words and give him a hug, her heart swelled, cause she missed him and was so glad to she him, she held back her tears and standing strong to not worry her father.
She soon realized Blake only let her out so no questions would rise about her from her father or rumors about him mistreating her. She bit the inside of her cheek to hold back a sadist laugh, her fist tightening.
As everyone gathered to there tables Jay guided her to a chair, she paused before sitting down because she had to sit by Blake and on the other side of him Michelle sat.
She was like a statue, didn't move or didn't dare breath to loud. She was sitting at the table with other alpha, betas, and gamma families. She had permission to eat but she just pecked at her food she didn't really have an appetite.
From the time she sat down at the table she felt eyes on her, without thinking she looked up to find a man with his head propped up on his knuckles staring at her. He was very beautiful she thought he had blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and tan skin, she quick averted her eyes back down her heart racing at her mistake.
Than the man spoke, " Your very gorgeous, my little dove" glancing up at him, he had a devilish handsome smile and she couldn't help the blush that flushed her cheeks.
" I'm Alpha Derek of the Phoenix pack, but you my little dove can call me Babe or Derek" he said with a winked she couldn't help but blush more and fidget with her fingers in her lap.
A low warning growl rippled through the air coming from the man next to her, Alpha Shithead Blake. She bite her lip, fear washing over her, she stared at her hands in her lap.
" Down boy, I'm just trying to start a conversation with this lovely lady in front of me" he said in a confident voice,with a hint what seemed he was trying to rile up a fight. Derek sat up smiling ear to ear, at Allison, his head still propped up by his hand and then, turned his gaze to Blake and smirked.
That action pissed Blake off he felt challenged, disrespected and pissed that someone dare try and mess with his property. He keep a stern look, he looked calm, but the tension flowing off him screamed danger. He put his hand under Allison's dress resting it on her mid thigh. She shifted in her seat, tasting vomit a raise from her throat, she held it back and fought to get his hand off her thigh that only made him move his hand father up her thigh. She frozen and she quickly caught on to what would happen if I continued to fight against him. When she glanced up at Blake from the corner of her eye, Blake and Derek glaring at one another, if looks could kill, they'd be dead. You could see Derek's jaw tick from the action Blake just did with Allison and Blake, we'll he had a smirk plaster on his face saying, ' I won'.