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:It has been three days since Derrick committed suicide in front of me. Yes, it was suicide, and no one can tell me otherwise. He knew what would happen to him after pulling a stunt like that.It took me a while to get over it because, despite everything he had done, a part of me still felt something for him. He was my friend, even though it was just for a couple of weeks. And surprisingly, Damien has been quite supportive and understanding. I had expected him to throw a tantrum because I was moping over the man who had put him in this condition and held our child at gunpoint.Even though I was angry at myself for feeling this way, Damien understood.Derrick’s body was taken away and buried that very same hour. When the news reached Gio, a part of me expected to see some sort of pain or regret, but there was nothing.It was then that I understood why Derrick did what he did; he had nothing else to live for. It was best to end it all.After that, things had pretty muc
ROSALINE’S POV:Today was my first day. I felt excited and anxious at the same time. I tried to keep my composure and not let my feelings show. I will be going into that room filled with some of the strongest and most frightening men to ever walk our territory. I could not afford to slip up; I could not afford to let Damien down or bring shame to our pack. Today was the council meeting with some of the pack’s officials and the alphas of the neighbouring packs.I inhaled deeply and tried to calm my nerves. Once I felt like I was ready, I nodded at the two guards standing by the entrance, and they opened the door for me.Holy shit.It felt as though I had forgotten how to breathe, or rather, that my breath had been lodged in my throat and something was preventing it from getting out. That something was fear. I did not even take a single step before I was able to feel the power and intimidation radiating from that very room. There were two ministers, three generals, and six alphas. Each
DAMIEN’S POV:She was an angel sent from heaven. My wife, my Luna, my queen. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen; her light always shone brighter than any other I had seen. There was always this fire in her eyes, along with this childish timidity. From the very first day I met her, I knew the world around her had forced her to grow up faster than her age, and I was right when I found out about Ariana.Right now, she could not get her eyes off the mirror. She was in her fifth outfit now. She had woken me up at five in the morning to ask me which dress suited her best for this council meeting. I had told her that all of them were good, but she did not believe me. It made me wonder why she had even woken me up and wanted my opinion.“Fine then, if you don’t believe me, then I will go back to bed,” I said, going under the covers and making myself comfortable.Then her head turned in a full one hundred and eighty degrees with a speed that I was certain was very close to snapp
ROSALINE’S POV:I did not know what I was feeling, but it was not good. It became almost impossible to breathe; my breaths became laboured. I watched the two of them squirm awkwardly as my gaze pierced through their nervous eyes.“It’s not what you think,” Damien said after several moments of opening and closing his mouth like some sort of fish out of water. My feet began to move on their own accord, and the closer I got, the more their eyes widened. I did not know how it was possible, but I could hear their heartbeat from where I stood. Damien was about to say something else when Peace interrupted him.“He was trying to get me to sleep with him, Your Majesty!” She shot, and Damien’s head snapped towards her with eyes that were ready to kill.I could not say I was surprised when he suddenly stood to his full height, ignoring all the pain I was sure his wounds were causing. But with Damien Creed, anything was possible. His hand was on her throat faster than I could blink, and the sound
ROSALINE’S POV: “Why?”That was the only word that left my lips and the only one my brain could think of at that moment. I did not know whether to feel confused, or hurt, or angry, or sad, or betrayed.Peace had her head down, which somehow managed to worsen whatever it was I was feeling at that moment. It was sometime around midnight, and Damien and Ariana were fast asleep. The palace was quiet, and the only people awake by this time were the guards on duty.I could not bring myself to sleep. How could I? When someone I considered a close friend did something like this to me? I mean, trying to get intimate with my husband and then proceeding to attempt to frame him? That was concerning.Her silence prolonged, and my eyelids twitched. For a split second, I lost control of myself, and a loud bang filled the air. Peace flinches and takes two steps away from me. I wanted to feel bad that I was scaring her, but what if she was faking it? I did not know how to feel about her anymore. What
DAMIEN’S POV:“But what does that have to do with you trying to seduce me?” I asked with a scowl on my face. I was not even a bit happy about the fact she was standing right in front of me, free after what she had done. What was Rosaline thinking? This bloody maid should be locked up; I do not give a damn if she was sent with a gun to her head. She should do no better than lay her hands on me. Damn, I wanted to cut them off so badly; it is an absolute abomination that she still had them attached to her body.I need to calm down.I was even angrier than Rosaline, which should not be so, but I suppose it was because she tried to frame me. What did she think would happen when she lied like that? If she thought Rosaline would actually believe her, then she is dumber than I thought.But then, what would have happened if Rosaline had walked in one second later? Would she have believed her? Judging by the past I have had, it would not be surprising if I went back to my old ways.I really nee
ROSALINE’S POV: It has been three weeks since Damien left me in charge of the pack. So far, things have been going quite smoothly, and surprisingly, being a stand-in alpha was not as bad as I thought it would be. I have been supervising the training of our recruits, approving some contracts, and meeting with neighbouring packs to form an alliance. So far, we have over fifteen packs within a five thousand-meter radius as allies, if not all of them.Well, all except one. My pack, or should I say my father's?I feared that I was doing too much and putting myself out there. What if my father noticed my growth and decided to pay a visit? What would he do when he saw me? And more importantly, what will I do? I am not sure I know what, but it definitely will not end in smiles.My blood ran cold as one question popped up in my mind: what if Magnus found out?I needed to calm myself down. I had to remember who I am now. I am not the same confused, defenceless little girl I was when I ran away