*Elias POV* I pushed the door open and was immediately startled by the faces of the elder Miss Sinclair and Yolanda staring at me with horrified expressions. If I had a bad memory,I would Have believed I had committed a crime and they were gaping at the blood on my hands. “Is everything alright?”I questioned. Yolanda scoffed. “Is everything alright? You barge into an office without even knocking and instead of having the decency to apologise?” I clench my jaw and stare into her enraged face.I never liked her and it's like she keeps adding reasons to keep things that way. I summon tolerance from all parts of my body and slowly walk forward with the file Ares asked me to give to his mother. “It's about the gold trade,Ares wants you to review the products.”Yolanda reaches for it but I sway it out of her grasp and gives it to Silvia. I catch Silvia glaring at Yolanda from the corner of her eye but I ignore it and give her the details about the purchase.“Is he usually like this?”Yo
*Selene's POV* “How was your day?”Cassie asked as I stepped into her office.Her head was still attentively bowed to the papers, and the fairly chewed butt of the pen was swirling in her hand. “Great,you?”I took off my leather coat and hung on the chair. “Stressful.”Cassie said honestly. “These papers are killing me,it's like these girls intentionally misplace the documents to drive me mad.” I laughed genuinely for the first time since today and leaned over to pour myself a cup of water. So much fake laughing during the rehearsals today has taken its toll on me.Im parched. Cassie hummed merrily as she worked on her so called stressful papers,I wonder how she can look happy even in so much chaos,she wasn't always calm but at the core of it all but she was happy. “What are you thinking about?”Cassie asked when she noticed my silence.Years later, and she still reads me like a book. “I find It admirable how happy you are through all this stress.The girls,the bills,I even hear
*Greta's POV* I smirked satisfactorily as I saw Selene's car pull up in the driveway.It was only eight pm,she was home early. I had overheard her making plans with that Cassie girl again,the owner of a brothel with her bright, tacky coloured hair. My very skin got irritated just thinking about her.So I asked Selene to ditch the plans and eat my food–I don't even like cooking that much. But it's good how important I was in Selene's life and how firm my grip on her life was. Let's just say that I sometimes get too absorbed into caring for Selene, and Cassie wasn't the type of person I wanted around her. She was way too loud,brazen, and uncultured.And every time we met, she gave me a weird look as if I was an intruder. Selene said she was part of the wealthy class once, but that just further proves the point that money doesn't buy class. I watched the car come to a full stop through the kitchen window. The tires of black jeep have gotten a little dusty from frequent use.I will
*Dominic's POV* “This is stupid.”I cursed, turning the steering wheel into an intersection. I had Caleb on my tail begging me to forget about Selene,I still haven't found where Ares is keeping the journalists –they could be ratting me out to him right now and to top it all up.Selene was avoiding me. I caught sight of Greta’s lean frame standing on the sidewalk,the streetlight casting a lazy glow on her knitted hat.She always looked so honest and likeable,like a kind aunt,that was until you got scammed that you realised that she was one of satan’s minions. I quickly dialled her number and watched her pick up the phone from her coat. “I'm here.” She looks my way. “Black cadillac?” “Yeah,that's me.”I say,cutting the call If This was one of her scams again,I will choke some senses into her tonight. I pulled up in front of the park Greta directed me to and waited for her to approach the window. She stands at the door and peers in . “You are late.” “You are bad at directions,I
*Yolanda's POV* Elais brought Noelle home today,as he has been doing for a while now but something about him irritated me today.The way he and Noelle's laugh merges together so perfectly brought deja vus of what I had to do to ensure her place. Contrary to popular belief,I didn't hate Selene.How could I? She was not my daughter but sometimes I wish she was,well at least at first. She knew the world was a big game and understood it too.She was very much like me and the embodiment of all I wanted in the child. But of course,nothing went perfect for me,she was too much like me. And the second her father died,she set out to get revenge and destroy me and deep down I knew that her wrath was coming to haunt me. I like to think I wasnt all bad. I had a secure plan to make both of them successful but her obvious hatred cancelled it all. I refocused on Noelle And aspired to make her great. And I did,but it came with many regrets. Like getting witches involved to cut Noelle's mate bon
*Selene's POV* “Aren't you worried?”Cassie asked,leaning on the door frame,swirling the wine in her glass. I ignored her and continued stacking my new jewellery. “It's been almost twenty-four hours since you heard from Greta.Don't you even miss her” I threw Cassire a lazy-eye dirty look, but she kept her eyes firm on mine,unphased by my disapproval. “I told you not to bring her up.”I said in a hard tone and returned to stacking my new boxes. “Another word, and I will actually lose it.” “I just feel sort of guilty, you know,I put so much suspicion in your head, and you acted so hastily that you didn't hear her reason…you even kicked her out. What if she had a good reason?” “There is no good reason for stealing.”I reply,hoping to put an end to the matter. “But you stole Noelle's identity once,and you had a very good reason.” The memory hit me like a bitter taste,there were alot of things I wasnt proud of and stashed away in my memory so the guilt doesnt eat me alive,tha
*Yolanda's POV* The stench of rust and dampness hit me the second I stepped inside the warehouse. I hated this place already. The creaking metal above me, the dripping water echoing in the distance—it all felt like the setup to a bad movie. Except I wasn’t the clueless girl walking into a trap. I knew exactly what I was doing. I was here because he had information, and for better or worse, I needed it. My heels clicked sharply on the cracked concrete floor as I moved farther inside, eyes darting around the dim space. It was quiet—too quiet—but I knew he was here. I wasn’t scared, but I was cautious. I’d dealt with men like him before—arrogant, thinking they could control me, thinking they held all the cards. But I wasn’t someone who could be easily rattled. I never was,I wont start now.“Play your games right fool.”I muttered under my breath. “Because the second I find out who you are under that mask,you will know where real evil originates From.”I scanned the shadows, my he
*Dominic's POV* I repositioned the location of the small wooden fountain on the demo scale and analysed it carefully. I couldn't quite decide if I wanted the fountain at the front of the hotel or at the back along with the pond. Perhaps a fountain at the front would be too much if I decide to go along with the statue of Selene. I am more than proud to say I am actually going somewhere in the construction. This might just be a charade to keep suspicious eyes off my back, but I genuinely enjoy it–building,creating a whole new world from the ground up. It does a strange thing to your ego when it's completed,experts will say the pride inflates it, but I like to use better terms. “You are absolutely ridiculous. What if she finds out that you lied,”Caleb complained, pacing around the office. I almost forgot he was still here. At this point, I just used him as background noise to focus better. “I already did a favour for you once.I refuse to partake in this lie, too.” Caleb has gott
*Selene's POV*“He finally graces me with his presence”I mocked,walking to the patio,where he stood. “I'm assuming I should bow and thank you now.” His dark broad shoulders kept facing the abyss,his face towards the sky as another perfect ring of smoke elevated in the air. My heart beat strangely at the sight of him, I felt annoyed that he had ignored me for so long,partly terrified because he was slipping out my hands and now here I was standing behind me,talking to him and yet he pretends like he doesn't hear me. I bit into my lower lip and marched towards him,setting my purse gently on the railing and trying to collect my thoughts properly. “I didn't know you smoked.”I said finally,turning to face him. He is still fucking looking into the vast night,barely acknowledging my presence,starving me of his attention. It feels like hell, how could we be so close and yet so distant. “Stress habit.”He replies roughly before sending the cigarette between his silver ringed adorned finge
*Ares’s POV* “What is going on?”Noelle whined beside me. “What are they talking about?” I looked down at her annoyed,this was the second time she has asked those questions since Yolanda went to talk to Selene,as though I wasn't also here,several feet away,watching them whisper with gritted teeth. “I have no idea.”I obliged myself to tellher despite my obvious discontent. “Finally,”my mother said,keeping her tone discreet. “Someone to make the party alive.” I ignored her and took my seat,fixing my tie and trying not to look her way. The guests murmurs were already beginning to annoy my ears “Who even invited her?”Noelle asked me again and I can already feel a migraine spiralling in my head at this point. I shot her a glare and she retreated her hand from me and looked away. Her eyes caught my mother and She turned her questionaire skills to her instead. “Are we just going to sit here and act like nothing is happening?” “Your mother is a wise woman.”came the reply,a subtle sa
*Yolanda's POV* My eyes couldn't leave the two empty chairs opposite me,I had sent out those invitations exclusively to high status residents of the pack,this was a prestigious event and being late to my birthday dinner–especially when your seats were on my table was very very insulting. I know for sure that I wasn't going to invite them to anything ever again,in fact, just to teach them a lesson,I will ensure they never get invited to anything important again. I took a small sip to calm my fuming nerves. It was my birthday,and I was celebrating it in grand style. There was room for negativity or worries. “Ladies and Gentlemen,”Silvia began,raising her glass in the air as she stood to her feet. “Today is a very special day for the Royal family,one of our very own”She turns to me ,her eyes glistening with unshed tears I know she didn't mean. “Today is our one and only Yolanda's fifty-second birthday,”she beamed,bringing her hands to a clap,and as expected,the guests at th
*Selene's POV*Detachment. It has always been my strong suit, or at least I thought it was before I began loosing my prorities. Either way,what matters now are the important things, like the reason I fought so hard for that house in the first place. I carefully installed a pair of hoop earrings and adjusted my hair off my face. Staring at myself in the mirror, I decided to give my lips another coat of lipstick.Greta came into the room with freshly washed towels, humming a carefree song as she waddled into the closet.“Has anything arrived in the mail?” I asked absently.“No,” she yelled from the closet. “Nothing yet.”I was expecting the invitations by now—Yolanda's birthday was tonight, and I couldn’t miss it. I began to consider getting the tickets myself.“Are you expecting anything?” Greta asked, attempting to make conversation. But I wasn’t really in the mood to talk; it had been hard to get in the mood for anything since the ‘incident.’I adorned my fingers with golden snake r
*Ares’s POV* I've been measuring how strong I am or in better words how deep this obsession was rooted…and I have come to a pretty confusing conclusion. I can bring myself to resist the urge to see her and confront her and yet at the same time,I can't get her damn face,voice,smell out of my brain. I have spent most of my time in my office since my little delightful “discovery”,What was I expecting anyway? I was chasing after a woman who glady branded herself as a man killer and I had somehow expected not to be killed. Maybe–just maybe she is too far gone. Besides,all the time I had spent with her had done nothing but weigh upon the thread that she might be my Luna. If she was,she would say it by now and her hair seemed completely jet black…it makes absolutely no sense to have someone so hell bent on destroying me so close to me. Anyway,I have come to realise that whenever I'm under stress,I become a workaholic…which by the way is just perfect for the situation. So far,I
*Selene's POV* “Are sure he is going to come?”Cassie asked for the third time in an hour. I glanced at the clock and the wall and nodded. “Of course he would.”I say,trying to keep my mind positive,but even my own voice sounded doubtful. “Why wouldn't he?” Cassie did a wide eyed blink and I knew right then and there that I was going to regret asking that question for at least two days. “Well,lets start with the basics.”she began,proudly laying the foundation to crush my heart and ego. “He is ignoring your calls,spending more time with his supposed wife on live TV and he might already know that you are the spy that–” I tapped my fingers on the chair anxiously and Cassie stopped talking when she noticed she was the cause of the tapping. “He's only two hours late and I am definitely sure he will have no problem coming to the most controversial brothel in town even though it might ruin him.”she added,her sarcasm hitting me like a slap in the face. “I think that's enough external p
*Yolanda's POV* I was at my last wine tasting for my party before he informed me that Victor had gone to the main castle,and not only that,he stood before the ex luna and told her he was my friend and was looking for me. Suddenly the fruity taste that lingered on my tongue turned citrus sour. “What?”I asked the maid standing before me. “A friend of yours,Victor, is sitting in the living room with Lady Silvia.” I felt air vanish from my lungs and the maid,seeing my reaction,offered the little comfort she could manage to provide. More information. “We wanted to send him away,but he was adamant and the ex luna wanted to talk to him…oh and Noelle came too.” That was way too much for me to bear,what if that rascal says something about my past,or about Noelle or straight up magically gained a conscience and wanted to confess. I rushed into the parlour,trying my best to reach there soon enough and also somehow not appear like a crazy woman in front of the maids on duty. I barged
*Selene's POV* I was fuming. He was not picking my calls. And I feel like I'm about to choke my own neck out. I saw him and Noelle on tv this morning again,I think he is way too dedicated to this damn lie. When I told him to pretend,I didn't actually expect him to go on an interview and actually say that I was just a story used against his marriage and he literally doesn't understand why these rumours were being spread. It almost felt like he was disassociating,I do this often but never been at the receiving end of the treatment. Dominic came up to me with a small glass of water. “Are you okay?”he asked,handing me the glass. “You seem shaken.” Then,suddenly it hit me. The thing that has been clouding my mind all day,messing up my lines,screwing with My senses,might be…no way. Was I—jealous? Obviously not,that would be stupid,I asked him to get back with her,I couldn't be jealous if it was my own plan right?But yet and still,a sharp sting hit my chest like small
*Ares POV* It was almost nine pm. I had missed dinner,and I didn't even care. Noelle wasn't exactly the most jovial person these days and everything about her was beginning to annoy me again. I was going to the old Italian restaurant at the end of town to meet somebody and though my eyes were on the road,my mind was far away. Mostly on the results of my meeting tonight. While my mother was taking care of the situation with the Council,I had to keep things running smoothly with the pack,to settle them and their very valid fears by the way. There is a murderer in town and despite how crooked the victims were,they were a part of my clan and I couldn't protect them. It almost seemed like I couldn't do anything recently,if you wanted to really keep track of the dates I would say when Selene showed up,but I don't want to focus on that so I try to blame it on something else instead–like Dominic. But even if I did that,I didn't have evidence to back me up. I sigh loudly The onl