DAMIEN’S POV: I am not in the least surprised. I knew my father was a monster the moment I looked into his eyes as a child. I see my mother and Rosaline’s faces twist with disgust and horror, but mine does not even flinch. “How could you?” My mother asked, and I could not deny that I hated seeing her like this—so heartbroken and hurt. She looked at my father like she was looking at some sort of demon. And he was, but only I knew that. My gaze shifted to my wife, and even though she had a disgusted look, she did not look even a bit surprised. Why was that? Was she too angry to be surprised? Or was there a possibility she knew about this? “What could I have done? She could have ruined my image, and you would have left me!” My father snapped, but I would like to believe I was mistaken when I heard a hint of fear in his tone. But certainly, I was mistaken. My father feared nothing, not even l
DAMIEN’S POV:I hated seeing her like this. So distressed, confused, and frustrated. She appeared as though she was on the verge of having a mental breakdown. The sky was already starting to dim, and the air became cooler, but the thick, nauseating scent of blood still hung in the air. I watched Rosaline and everyone else search with torches around the area where it all happened.But I knew it was pointless. We all knew it, and so did she. But what better option did she have?I had an idea, but I did not want to share it. If I did, Rosaline would jump at the opportunity and end up getting hurt. Because one of my girls is already in danger, I cannot afford to risk the other.“You seem to be quite deep in thought; you have been standing at this exact spot for the past thirty minutes.”My mother’s voice filled my ears and snapped me out of my world of deep thoughts. My attention fell on her as she stood beside me and supervised the search.“There is nothing here,” I said with the voice
DAMIEN’S POV: You have got to be kidding me. Was he the one behind all of this? Him? How can someone so irrelevant and low-class be the reason behind all of this? No, something about this did not add up. My fists clench with rage, and I feel my anger escalating. “Quit the yapping and give me, my daughter, your low life,” I growled, and he raised a brow. “Oh? You are no fun. I expected some sort of shock or amazement; you are nothing but a walking blob of rage and disappointment,” he snickered, and his words caused something to snap in me. Calm yourself, Damien; calm down. Remember, he still has Ariana; you have no idea where she is. You cannot risk losing her because of your anger. When he saw that I was not going to say anything, he sighed and said, “Let her go.” The sound of fast-approaching footsteps filled the air, and Ariana’s little form
ROSALINE’S POV: “Where is he?"Damien has been gone for over two hours; how could he disappear in the midst of Ariana’s kidnapping? Exactly, he wouldn’t. Damien is way too crazy to get kidnapped by a measly gang of wolves. He would never be taken by surprise; rather, he would walk right into them, kill them off, and walk out in ten minutes like nothing happened. I should have known; he had a lead and did not want to tell me that when he was still here, he wouldn’t help in the search. Hell, he did not even look like he cared about what we were doing.I can’t believe I did not notice him slip past me. What was he thinking, going to get Ariana by himself? Yes, Damien was crazy, but this bastard decapitated one of my personal maids and sent her head in a fucking gift box. This guy was a psychopath.Judging by the way Marielle’s demeanor had changed ever since he disappeared, I knew she knew something. She shrugged and said, with a voice so empty,“I saw him leave but didn’t want to s
ROSALINE’S POV:My eyes feel dry even before I open them, and when I do, I shut them back quickly due to the blinding light that penetrated my eyelids. A groan left my lips, and I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my abdomen, causing me to hiss. My hands travel down to the hurting area, but unlike the soft skin I expected to feel, there is a hard substance. It took me only a second to realize that it was a bandage.That was when it all came flowing back.The pain in my chest My vision. Damien is fighting off an entire pack of wolves. Ariana crying. Derrick…Derrick!My eyelids fly apart, and I sit up quickly. My eyes fall to the thick white bandage that wraps around my lower half. I noticed that I was not in the same outfit that I had been in earlier. I now wear a white crop top and shorts. I look around frantically to see that I am not in the blood-covered field like I had expected but in my very own room and I was not alone. Lying by my side was Ariana. She had an arm
ROSALINE’S POV: “Have you ever heard of a mate triangle, Rosaline?"Yes, I have.I thought it was a myth. It is said that a wolf can mate with two wolves, but that was for those the moon goddess cursed, and it happened only in very few circumstances.My nose scrunched, and I found it hard to wrap my head around what he was saying. There had to be some sort of mistake somewhere, or maybe he was bluffing.“A mate triangle is only possible when one person feels for two others,” I noted, meeting his eyes with countering ones. “And I feel nothing for you.”He pinched his eyes shut like my words were an arrow sent straight to his heart. An almost silent, but shaky, breath left his lips before he continued. “I know you don’t. This is a mate triangle complex; I am a third wheel,” he stated, and the look on my face must have indicated that I was still lost.“I hated Giovani Creed. I hated him for what he did to me. I hated him for neglecting me, abandoning me, and acting as though I never ev
DAMIEN’S POV: “Bloody mother fucker,” I groaned as I slowly came back to the world of the living. I was greeted with an immense amount of pain, like every single part of me felt like it had been set ablaze. “Fucking shit!” I cursed as I tried to move; hell, even attempting to open my eyes was a chore.“Those are not very nice words, daddy.”And just like that, my eyelids flew apart. I was met by Ariana’s bright smile that reached all the way to her ears. She sat by my side on the bed with her legs crossed and her hands on my left one. On my other side was Rosaline; her smile was not as wide as Ariana's, but it was warmer. Her eyes were glazed over, and I knew she was a second away from breaking into a crying fit. Her hands, which held my other right hand, squeezed them tightly as she spoke with a quiet voice.“You are awake,” she said, her voice breaking at the end. Before I could even get the chance to respond, the two girls jumped on me like I did not have some of the greatest wo
ROSALINE’S POV:It was just too hard to believe. How in the world were they brothers? They had no similar features whatsoever. Well, except for the eyes, of course. Damn those eyes to hell. The two brothers were engaging in some sort of stare-off, and I wondered how long it would last because they were both sitting down, and personally, I was tired of standing. It has been about ten minutes now.“What are you guys going to do with me?” Derrick asked, shattering the silence that seemed to be never-ending.“Well, there are three options. We can either kill you, imprison you for life, or…" Damien trailed off, and I wondered what the other option could be. There was no other option, which is why my eyes practically bulged out of their sockets when my husband said, “Or let you go.”“What?!”That word had come from both Derrick and me. There was no way Damien had actually said that, right? Or maybe he did not mean to?“What do you mean, let him go? That is not even an option,” I said fir
ROSALINE’S POV:SEVEN MONTHS LATER:I watched Damien and Ariana’s wolf run around the courtyard with a speed my human eyes could barely keep up with. At this point, I was not sure which of them was faster. They have been doing this every morning for the past six months. Damien had made it their morning to train Ariana himself; he wanted her to become the strongest woman in the pack.And I was scared of that.The speed at which she improved was frightening. At this rate, she would be the strongest wolf in the world by the time she was eighteen.“Damn, she is getting better and better,” Peace said, and my gaze shifted to her. She cradled Light in her arms, and the tender baby yawned. The day Light was born was quite an eventful day for all of us. It was early in the morning, and we were all in the kitchen when her water broke. Ariana was the one who raised an alarm by saying, “Aunt Peace peed herself.”Peace, who was embarrassed, defended herself, but we all knew what was going on. We d
ROSALINE’S POV:“I do not need therapy.” I frowned at Damien, who gave me a tired look. He drove me down to my supposed therapist’s office, and I considered jumping out, but I had to remember that I was pregnant. Peace sat in the back seat, and I had no idea when she and Damien could be in the same space without growling at each other.“Yes, you do, Rosaline. You should have seen yourself yesterday; you were about to faint over something that wasn’t even there,” Peace said, and I folded my arms above my chest.“Okay, I admit that what happened yesterday was a bit out of character, but I am fine now. Just because I had one panic attack does not mean I need therapy." I defended myself, but neither of them looked like they would be going back on their decision.“It’s not just one; you have had several in the past."“I am not talking to you,” I snapped at Peace, and she reared her head back with surprise.“Rosaline, calm down. Peace is right, you, and since when did you two become best f
ROSALINE’S POV:“Yeesh, mothers are the worst,” Peace chuckled, and I shook my head with wonder. We were both at a baby store picking up some stuff for the baby. I mean, I know it was still a bit soon, but little by little, Damien and I would be getting some things ready. And we still did not know the gender of the baby, but we were able to get the essentials and some unisex clothes.“Tell me about it; my worst nightmare would be to end up like her sometime in the future,” I said with a huff. I picked up a pair of black baby shoes and inspected them. It was way smaller than my hand, perfect for a newborn baby.“Trust me, you will never be like that. Give yourself some credit; you are one of the best moms I have ever seen. This kid and Ariana are so lucky to have you,” Peace said, and her words warmed my heart. She picked up a pair of pink baby ballet shoes and put them in the cart.“Oh, no, we have to get unisex wear for now; I still do not know the gender of my baby,” I told her, but
ROSALINE’S POV:I am so hungry.I laid on my back on my bed, staring at the ceiling as I wondered how cruel Damien was. How could he just leave me like that to starve?I mean I know I have been eating for the past three hours, but doesn’t he know that it’s for two? He is so mean.Tears began to blur my vision, and my bottom lip trembled. I knew Damien did not love me anymore. It was the only explanation! Maybe because of what happened with Magnus, he is disgusted by me. Yes, that’s it. That’s why he didn’t want to get me the pizza.I really am unbelievable.“Good God, why are you crying now?”My eyes snapped to the door, and I found Damien standing by the doorway with a box that had steam coming out of it. Instantly, my nose picked up the scent, and I sat up quickly.“I thought you weren’t going to get me the pizza,” I said, and he walked over to me, setting the box of pizza in between us. He opened it, and the steam kissed my face. I could not stop the smile from stretching my lips a
ROSALINE’S POV:“Why is the food not ready yet?!” I snapped at Damien, who stirred the pot of pudding as fast as he could. A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead as he whisked, turned, seasoned, diced, and sprinkled as fast as his hands could. Ariana was right by his side, helping in the little way she could, even though she could not quite keep up with his speed. We would have asked one of the maids to prepare it, but for some reason, I really enjoyed foods that were prepared by either Damien or Ariana and Damien was an absolutely horrible cook. So, the taste had nothing to do with my favouritism, just the sentiment. A part of me was grateful that Ariana was helping him out, so at least it would not taste like complete shit. Jake was here as well. But unlike the other two, he was completely lost and only helped with the dishes.“It’s coming; it’s coming. Just a few more minutes,” Damien said in haste.“Hurry up, I am so hungry,” I whined, picking up some pieces of carrot that he
DAMIEN’S POV:FEW HOURS EARLIER:She was still fast asleep. I slipped my arms away from her, careful not to wake her up. Gently, I got off the bed and exhaled. I do not know how long I stood above the bed staring at her, but I did not care. Somehow, the longer I stared at her, the angrier I got. Not because she now carried a child that was not mine, but because I let that bastard put that child in her in the first place.I need some fresh air.I left the room quietly and headed down to our gym. The hallway was still silent; I passed a few guards and even got some sleep. Figured. Everyone was quite tired; now that the enemy was eliminated, everyone was taking that break they had so long deserved.Except Rosaline.It’s like, no matter how hard I try to take her pain away, a new one starts.I took off my shirt and tossed it aside. I started on the punching bag and poured out every ounce of my frustration on it. All my anger, all my sadness, all my guilt, I threw into my punches. After a
ROSALINE’S POV: I could not stop screaming.Somehow, my body, which had been a practical vegetable for the past month, was full of life and rage. I threw and tossed everything in sight while I screamed out my lungs. I could hear people telling me to calm down, but I could not hear them. I could not hear anything; I did not want to.It was all coming back to me. that night. Magnus. His touch. Everything.“NO!” I grabbed a plate and shattered it against the wall. The shards flew across the air, and I think a few pierced me in the process, but I did not care. A pair of arms came up from behind me and swept me off my feet. I immediately recognized them as Damien’s and began to sob. “It’s not fair! No!"“Just calm down, baby. Please, just relax; you are hurting yourself,” he whispered, and I pinched my eyes shut. Tears fell helplessly down my face, and my body began to tremble. Damon held me and lifted me back to the bed.“I thought you would be happier, Luna. I am sure Princess Ariana wi
DAMIEN’S POV:It has been a month since I got Rosaline back and killed the bastards responsible. Well, technically, one of them was a coward and killed himself instead, but it was the same thing to me anyway.For the past month, Rosaline has been bedridden, but unlike me, she is not as fussy and agitated. I mean, at times she preferred to do things by herself, but you cannot compare the two of us when we are bedridden. It irks me down to my very soul that I cannot do so much as do the necessities of life.Anyway, after the first three days, she pretty much accepted her condition and let us help her around. “What other choice do I have? If I continue to struggle, then I might only make things worse for myself,” she had said, and I wonder what would have happened if I had said the same thing all those months ago when I was in her condition.I waited outside the room for Peace to finish dressing her up so I could take her downstairs for breakfast. I would have preferred if she stayed in
ROSALINE’S POV:Anger.That was the only thing in my heart. My heart once held so much fear, but now it is replaced with nothing but rage.Magnus. That demon. That devil.I cannot say that I remember much of what happened during our time in bed, but I did not want to. All I remember was screaming my lungs out until I passed out. But now I am left with one question that I most probably will never get an answer to.What did he do to me?When I managed to pull myself together and stay conscious for just a few seconds, I thought I was flying. My body was high up in the air, and I had no idea where the hell I was. But he was right beside me; that was the only thing I knew. He had his disgusting hands around my throat, and I wanted nothing more than to rip it off. I did not know where that strength came from. I was pretty sure that I could not move at all just a few moments ago. But something overcame me when I saw him. I knew that he was the one holding me and keeping me over the edge, an