Naya's POV I blame myself for ever thinking that Erus would ever make it easy for me. He likes the control over me. I'm sure that he has told his mother and they are just looking for a way to make me fall into their trap again. Well, that's not going to happen. I will use the last of my strength to protect Jordan from the wicked people that are her paternal family. I drive to the hospital and I see the patients already tripping into the hospital. So many things to do and it's just morning. I grab my water bottle and chug some more. I still feel the taste of the alcohol in my mouth. As soon as I enter in, I feet everyone and get ready to jump straight into work. Pat walks out of the rooms, and is taking off her gloves and looks so exhausted. Even with that, she lights up as soon as she sees me. “Well, if it isn't my favourite coworker.” “Hi, Pat.” I smile. She gives me a side hug and goes off to wash her hands clean. “You just got here?” “I sure did. You just got out of a shi
Erus' POV I have to end my meeting very quickly because, according to Brandon, there has been an emergency. Immediately I end the meeting and enter the car, Brandon shows me some very disturbing pictures of a man lying in a hospital bed. “This man was attacked days ago in the forest.” Brandon says. “Why wasn't I informed about it immediately?” “Because they thought that he would get better, but he hasn't.” Brandon says. “In fact, he is getting worse as the days go by.” Brandon licks his lips as he looks into the mirror, I can tell that he has more to say. So I clear my throat and look ahead. “Drive, give us a minute.” “Yes, Alpha.” The driver gets out of the car. Brandon turns to me with haste. “It's a rogue, sir.” “That's impossible,” I grunt. “My father banished all of them before his death, there are no rogues in Moonclaw.” “Maybe, sir, maybe one of them sneaked into the city.” Brandon says. “The wounds are too fatal, and the fact that they refused to heal, I think that
Naya's POV Did he just say he is going to take me home? Who the hell does he think he is? My father? “You don't have to worry about that, I can see myself home.” I take off my gloves. “I am very much capable of taking care of myself.” “And what am I going to do if someone or something snatches you on your way home? What am I going to tell Jordan?” He asks. I stop and stare at me. He doesn't know this, but he is getting on my last nerve. “I’m fine.” I huff. “You won't have to explain anything to Jordan. She is not even going to meet you.” His face takes a stern form. He looks as if I have just threatened his existence. “Come on, let's go.” He points to the door. “Brandon will deliver your car to your house while I drive you.” “I said I can get home on my own!” “I wasn't asking you, Naya.” He tells me. There he is, the bully. He thinks I'm still a teenager, he wants to force me to do what he wants.“I have two more hours to go.” I pick up the tray. “Just leave me alone.” “I w
Naya's POV “How is Jordan?” He suddenly asks me. “Look, Erus, I'm not talking about my daughter. She is off limits.” I look away. “Are you seriously going to do this forever?” He huffs. “I'm only trying to protect her.” I say. “I don't know if this is a game to you, but it's not funny. She is important to me.” Tears fell in my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away. I'm going to use everything I have to protect my daughter from him. He makes a sharp turn and chases the lane. My heart jumps into my throat, he is going to try to kill me! “Relax, Naya. I just want to get something.” He glances at me. I don't believe him, my hand is on the door, I will scream for help if he tries anything funny. (It might not work because he is the Alpha and runs the city, but I am willing to try). Luckily for me, he doesn't try to kill me. He only pulls up at a fast food place. He turns off the car and comes to my side and opens the door. “Care to come in?” He offers. “Erus, I'd rather die than
Erus' POV Seeing her cry is synonymous to having a dagger brutally slammed into my chest over and over again. She quickly wipes her tears away as inhales to calm herself. “Promise me. Promise me that you won't hurt that girl like you did me.” “I swear it.” I promise her. “I'll be the best person she has ever met.” She unlocks the door and gets into the house. I expect the little angel to run down the stairs and welcome her mother, but the house is so quiet. “Um, you can sit.” She points to the chairs. I lower myself and sit down. This used to be her mother's house. Yes, I have come here a few times, but I have ever been inside. I didn't know that her mother died and I felt sorry. I wanted to help Eva Woods, but she still held a grudge about what my family and I did to her daughter, and she refused any help from me. I respected her decision and stayed away from her. It was not easy as I wanted to make things right with her, but I was respectful enough not to add to her pain…N
Naya's POV “What? I tried to kill her?” My jaw tightens. How dare him try to say that about me?! He thinks he has the moral high ground?! He doesn't answer me, he stands up and starts to head up the stairs, even though he doesn't know anywhere else in the house. “Her bedroom?” He requests. I open the door of her bedroom and he slowly lowers her to the bed and kisses her forehead. Thankfully, she doesn't wake up. He steps out and locks the door after him. “You think I tried it kill Jordan?” I ask him with spite. “Do you know that she is the only reason that life is worth living for me? I lost everything!” “I know you tried to kill yourself and Jordan the night you gave birth to her. I don't know why you would do something stupid like that, but I'm glad that Jordan is alive.” Painful tears fills my eyes. He has never changed and even though I never let my guard down around him, his painful words still hurts me. “Damn, Erus, you are still the same after all these years.” I chuc
Erus' POV Naya was scared to her bones when I walked out of the house. I know that she is terrified because of how I speak to her, but I have to let her know that I am going to give it to her easily. Even though she raised my daughter all by herself for seven years, that doesn't justify the fact that she took my daughter from me for those years. I lived for seven years, mourning a daughter I never knew and a wife I barely got to love. Yes my mother and I gave her a hard time, but she stole seven years from my daughter's life. She should know that I will have my eyes on her from now on. If she makes any move to leave the city with my child, then she will force my hand to punish her for running in the first place. I will become a good father to Jordan, but I don't know what I am going to do with Naya. She is so… complicated. But it's hard to pretend. It's hard to pretend that she is not my mate anymore, it's hard to pretend that I have slept with a ton of women in seven years and
Erus' POV Suddenly, I am no longer too tired to get anything done. I get into the car and Brandon drives me away without security. He takes me to one of our abandoned bunkers, which is located in the outskirts of the city, and I meet two vans outside. My men are still inside there, I know it would take a lot of manpower to capture the rogue and keep him contained. “Brandon, you will remain in the car.” I instruct him as I unlock the door. “No, sir, I want to go with you. Maybe you might need me, I don't know.” Brandon insists. I turn to look at him. “Brandon, a rogue is very dangerous to werewolves, do you think you can survive them as a mere human?” Brandon runs his hands over the steering wheel. “Please, sir, don't make me stay in the car. I have my silver knife and I have been going to the gym for months now. I can take care of myself.” I sigh. If he insists, who am I to stop him from dying? We both walk into the bunker and we are met with darkness. Darkness so dense that
Naya's POV I walk into the hospital, still thinking about what Brandon said to me. Fortunately, I can't think long for it, because I have to jump right into work and start to treat my patients. Pat pushes a cart when she sights me stitching someone's hand up. “Hey, Naya,” she comes up to me. “I have been looking for you, where have you been?” “I'm sorry, I have just been too busy.” I smile at her. She leans forward and whispers to me. “Did you hear that the witch is back?” “The witch?” I frown. *Who is a witch around here?” “Matron Vanessa.” She says. “She is like the dictator of this place and she doesn't care who anyone else, we all have to lick her ass.” Nurse Vanessa?! Mary's friend? I was told about her already and I was looking forwards to meeting her. I didn't know that she was a taskmaster to everyone here. Now, I have to be weary of her. “Damn, I didn't know that's she's like that. Do you think that I should be worried?” “Your skills has travelled aroun
Naya's POV Erus is going to come again and I am feeling so nervous. Sometimes, I think I have made a mistake by asking him to come see Jordan, but maybe it's not a mistake. He would have found out anyway, it's just a matter of time, and would have forgiven me if he knew that I hid her from him for so long? I mean, he is angry now, but it would have been worse. I am making pancakes for Jordan. Before I have to take her to school, she is sipping her hot cocoa drink, and seems to have so many thoughts in her young wandering mind. “That man is my father?” She looks up at me. “Yes, sweetie, that's your father.” I smile. “Aren't you happy to finally meet him?” “Why hasn't he been living with us?” She blurts out. “All my friends' fathers live in the same house with them.” I heave and flip the pancakes. Where do I start from, my sweet Jordan? “Your dad has just been busy, that's why. But hey, he is here now and that's all that matters.” I take the pancakes and put them in front of
Erus' POV Suddenly, I am no longer too tired to get anything done. I get into the car and Brandon drives me away without security. He takes me to one of our abandoned bunkers, which is located in the outskirts of the city, and I meet two vans outside. My men are still inside there, I know it would take a lot of manpower to capture the rogue and keep him contained. “Brandon, you will remain in the car.” I instruct him as I unlock the door. “No, sir, I want to go with you. Maybe you might need me, I don't know.” Brandon insists. I turn to look at him. “Brandon, a rogue is very dangerous to werewolves, do you think you can survive them as a mere human?” Brandon runs his hands over the steering wheel. “Please, sir, don't make me stay in the car. I have my silver knife and I have been going to the gym for months now. I can take care of myself.” I sigh. If he insists, who am I to stop him from dying? We both walk into the bunker and we are met with darkness. Darkness so dense that
Erus' POV Naya was scared to her bones when I walked out of the house. I know that she is terrified because of how I speak to her, but I have to let her know that I am going to give it to her easily. Even though she raised my daughter all by herself for seven years, that doesn't justify the fact that she took my daughter from me for those years. I lived for seven years, mourning a daughter I never knew and a wife I barely got to love. Yes my mother and I gave her a hard time, but she stole seven years from my daughter's life. She should know that I will have my eyes on her from now on. If she makes any move to leave the city with my child, then she will force my hand to punish her for running in the first place. I will become a good father to Jordan, but I don't know what I am going to do with Naya. She is so… complicated. But it's hard to pretend. It's hard to pretend that she is not my mate anymore, it's hard to pretend that I have slept with a ton of women in seven years and
Naya's POV “What? I tried to kill her?” My jaw tightens. How dare him try to say that about me?! He thinks he has the moral high ground?! He doesn't answer me, he stands up and starts to head up the stairs, even though he doesn't know anywhere else in the house. “Her bedroom?” He requests. I open the door of her bedroom and he slowly lowers her to the bed and kisses her forehead. Thankfully, she doesn't wake up. He steps out and locks the door after him. “You think I tried it kill Jordan?” I ask him with spite. “Do you know that she is the only reason that life is worth living for me? I lost everything!” “I know you tried to kill yourself and Jordan the night you gave birth to her. I don't know why you would do something stupid like that, but I'm glad that Jordan is alive.” Painful tears fills my eyes. He has never changed and even though I never let my guard down around him, his painful words still hurts me. “Damn, Erus, you are still the same after all these years.” I chuc
Erus' POV Seeing her cry is synonymous to having a dagger brutally slammed into my chest over and over again. She quickly wipes her tears away as inhales to calm herself. “Promise me. Promise me that you won't hurt that girl like you did me.” “I swear it.” I promise her. “I'll be the best person she has ever met.” She unlocks the door and gets into the house. I expect the little angel to run down the stairs and welcome her mother, but the house is so quiet. “Um, you can sit.” She points to the chairs. I lower myself and sit down. This used to be her mother's house. Yes, I have come here a few times, but I have ever been inside. I didn't know that her mother died and I felt sorry. I wanted to help Eva Woods, but she still held a grudge about what my family and I did to her daughter, and she refused any help from me. I respected her decision and stayed away from her. It was not easy as I wanted to make things right with her, but I was respectful enough not to add to her pain…N
Naya's POV “How is Jordan?” He suddenly asks me. “Look, Erus, I'm not talking about my daughter. She is off limits.” I look away. “Are you seriously going to do this forever?” He huffs. “I'm only trying to protect her.” I say. “I don't know if this is a game to you, but it's not funny. She is important to me.” Tears fell in my eyes, but I quickly wipe them away. I'm going to use everything I have to protect my daughter from him. He makes a sharp turn and chases the lane. My heart jumps into my throat, he is going to try to kill me! “Relax, Naya. I just want to get something.” He glances at me. I don't believe him, my hand is on the door, I will scream for help if he tries anything funny. (It might not work because he is the Alpha and runs the city, but I am willing to try). Luckily for me, he doesn't try to kill me. He only pulls up at a fast food place. He turns off the car and comes to my side and opens the door. “Care to come in?” He offers. “Erus, I'd rather die than
Naya's POV Did he just say he is going to take me home? Who the hell does he think he is? My father? “You don't have to worry about that, I can see myself home.” I take off my gloves. “I am very much capable of taking care of myself.” “And what am I going to do if someone or something snatches you on your way home? What am I going to tell Jordan?” He asks. I stop and stare at me. He doesn't know this, but he is getting on my last nerve. “I’m fine.” I huff. “You won't have to explain anything to Jordan. She is not even going to meet you.” His face takes a stern form. He looks as if I have just threatened his existence. “Come on, let's go.” He points to the door. “Brandon will deliver your car to your house while I drive you.” “I said I can get home on my own!” “I wasn't asking you, Naya.” He tells me. There he is, the bully. He thinks I'm still a teenager, he wants to force me to do what he wants.“I have two more hours to go.” I pick up the tray. “Just leave me alone.” “I w
Erus' POV I have to end my meeting very quickly because, according to Brandon, there has been an emergency. Immediately I end the meeting and enter the car, Brandon shows me some very disturbing pictures of a man lying in a hospital bed. “This man was attacked days ago in the forest.” Brandon says. “Why wasn't I informed about it immediately?” “Because they thought that he would get better, but he hasn't.” Brandon says. “In fact, he is getting worse as the days go by.” Brandon licks his lips as he looks into the mirror, I can tell that he has more to say. So I clear my throat and look ahead. “Drive, give us a minute.” “Yes, Alpha.” The driver gets out of the car. Brandon turns to me with haste. “It's a rogue, sir.” “That's impossible,” I grunt. “My father banished all of them before his death, there are no rogues in Moonclaw.” “Maybe, sir, maybe one of them sneaked into the city.” Brandon says. “The wounds are too fatal, and the fact that they refused to heal, I think that