Miranda's povI had never seen Elena in such a mood or countenance before. The last time I checked, everything was cool with us, but having to see the scowl on her face and how her eyes glared at me just got me curious.And I really wanted to know what exactly was going on? "Common tell me, did I do something wrong to you, I am willing to apologize if that's the case." I said to her."You don't expect me to say it out here in the open do you?" She replied in a harsh tune.Although I saw no reason why she would be that rude and unnecessarily upset with me. But the fact that I had no clue of what exactly I did to her was a matter of concern to me. "Okay fine. The fact that I don't know what exactly I did to you is kind of weird , but I am happy that you're going to open up, and so I suggest we talk it over in my room." Miranda replied and Elena glared at her once more before having to go ahead of me. I hived a sigh as I shrugged innocently. In as much as I was concerned I know so well
Miranda's pov I had totally forgotten that little Damien was in the room as I had let go of the tears that I have been keeping for a while now.I had lost control of my emotions and just let them out."Tell me mother why are you crying? What exactly is going on?" He inquired like a detective.Damien had always been the smart type. Always sensitive to his surroundings. He had grown older and more smarter, and so having to hide anything from him was a waste of time, but at the same time, I couldn't tell him what was happening. He was too young to have to experience such scenarios or get to hear of anything controversial, and that was why I couldn't bring myself to tell him what was happening to me.He came closer to me, as he slowly took me by the chin, and made me look directly into his eyes. "Mother tell me, why are you crying?" He asked.I covered my countenance with a smile, as I was trying my best to conceal my emotions. I looked away from him as I rubbed my eyes with my palms.
Author's povMiranda still sat in her room, thinking of what she was going to do next. She was supposed to look for the solutions of her problems rather than sobbing in vain. She had a lot at hand to handle.First was the condition of Darren.She needed to bring back his past memories, but it seems like all that she had ever done was useless and there was literally no solution to Darren's problem.Moving over to Vivian, she was clueless on what she would do. She was at risk, and not doing anything might endanger Damien, and that was the last thing she'd ever wished for my son.She was left with the option to either save herself and her son and leave darren, or stay with Darren and risk her life, and she could not risk any of itShe clutched her head tightly as though it would subside the pains she felt inside."Moon goddess guide me on what to do. Don't forsake me now please." She muttered as the tears dropped more.She slowly stood to her feet. "I'll save my marriage and this famil
Author's povVivian stepped out of the car, as she moved a distance to the tall tree, meeting up with the two men. "Greetings boss." The first man said they were all in shades, dressed in black suits.She gave a smile. "What news do you have for me?" She asked "It's about Miranda." One of the men said."Hmm, what about he..." She halted her words when she saw the other man in their midst.She moved closer to him as though she was inspecting him. Her gaze moved from head to toe."Get off the shades." She ordered as he did.The moment she saw him, a smirk formed across her lips. "Isn't it a surprise that the only trusted pawn of Darren is in our midst?" She said with an evil smile."He is my ally." The other man responded."Who would have thought that the die-hard servant of the Alpha would be the one against him now." She responded."I was never his servant, I was only doing my responsibility." He replied."Responsibility indeed." She responded with a smirk. "Although that got me thi
Authors pov"A message?" Miranda asked herself.Both Elena and Miranda exchanged glances."You know what? I think that I should get the door for him, so he's going to give a better explanation." Elena suggested while Miranda gave a nod."I think that'll be better, get the door for him instead," Miranda said while Elena went towards the door.Miranda sat down back on the little sofa in her room. She was curious but less concerned about what message Carl had brought.Her major concern was about Darren, and how she would deliver him from his devastating condition. That was her obsession and the only thing she worried and cared for, in her life.After Elena had gone the door opened, and Carl walked in with an unusual stare at Miranda, although no one noticed him."Lady Miranda." He prostrates a little."What message was it that you had for me?" Miranda asked even without caring of giving a reply to his greetings."This!" He said and got out later from his side pockets."What's that?" Mir
Miranda's POVAll of this sounded and looked so outlandish. I can't believe that she would be threatening to tell Darren lies when Damien was actually his child. Her child was the one born out of wedlock. I knew this from the start, but never have I threatened her with the child. I only gathered evidence to show out in case she ever tries to get to Darren through the bastard in her belly.But it all turns out that she is the one daring to tell Darren that my child was the bastard child.I sat back on the couch, heavily depressed and devastated. Things turned sore, when Darren engaged In the accident, my life just became a mess of it own, and things just happened so fast."Don't just take this to heart okay? I advice that you just get off this feelings and depression, because having to feel this way will not help out in anyway, I promise you." Elena replied in a low tune.I turned to her. "What can I do? I mean what do I do? I am fucking on my own, Darren doesn't recognize me, the pa
Author's povThroughout the day Miranda has been moody and in thoughts of what her sister-in-law told her.She was skeptical about the plan. She knew that it was the best way to get him back to his old self, but it was also risky.A lot of doubts were running through her mind; thoughts like"What if he doesn't want her?" "What if he gets angry and asks her to leave.""Or what If he gets the wrong impression?"She knew that losing his memories made him forget all of the good times they shared together.He forgot how they had mated. Her scent doesn't even matter to him anymore because he couldn't even recognize it.And so having to throw herself at him might cause some repercussions.But having to sit around and do nothing was risky. She knew that Vivian would be coming to get him and so if she doesn't do anything on time, then she might just watch her mate slip out of her hands into the arms of another woman.Vivian meant no good and so having to lose Darren to her would be the biggest
Author's POVA smirk played across the lips of Carl as he walked away.It was obvious that it was his intentions to interrupt them, probably he had his reasons for doing so.Miranda on the other hand was helpless and agonized, she didn't know what she was going to do next. Who would have thought that anything would stop them from making out. This was the best opportunity she could think of to get back his memory, but all of her hopes had gone down the drain.The little hopes of having to get back the old Darren had faded away.He got out of the bathroom after a while, and still saw Miranda sitting on the bed.Although she held an innocent and naive look, as she sat quietly on the bed waiting to hear or see what it is that he wanted to do or say to her.She could see the stern look on him. He had a scowl on him."What are you still doing here?" He asked angrily."W....we haven't finished what we were doing." Miranda replied in a low tune."What were we doing?" He asked in a frownMi