Naya's POV I have never seen so much confusion and fear on the face of the Luna. How can someone be scared of her son to the extent that she starts to shiver? He hasn't said another word, he is just leaning against the door and watching her with his painfully cold eyes. “I'm still waiting,” he says. “I mean, I have all day.” She laughs nervously and looks at her son. “Erus, you know that I was only joking, I didn't mean any of what I said–” “It's Alpha to you.” He corrects her. “I mean, you of all people should know that, you are my mother.” I have never heard him speak to her in such a tone. If it wasn't obvious before, it is that she is now in alot of trouble. “Alpha, can we go to my room? I promise you that it's not what it sounds like.” “You tried to kill my child and you are telling me that it isn't what it sounds like? Answer me!” He roars to the extent that I feel my own bones rattle with fear. His mother immediately goes down on her knees and shut her eyes. “Erus,
Naya's POV “Please, Erus! You know that I can't survive in the countryside. I belong here, in the city, ruling next to you as Luna. Please, don't do this to me, my son.” She pleads. “You are lucky that I'm not killing you.” He huffs.Brandon walks into the kitchen and bows to Erus, and even the former Luna, who is crying defeated on the ground. This was his doing. I told him that I was scared to tell Erus, but he told me that he was going to take care of it. And he did…“Mrs Bloodton, the vehicle is waiting for you.” Brandon says. I see her heart shatter. She is no longer Luna…“Please, Erus, don't do this to your mother. It's still me, remember how long it took me to give birth to you. I almost lost my life trying to give life to you.” “It's either this, or public humiliation, followed by death.” He tells her coldly. “Either way, it's up to you.” She knows that no matter how hard she cries, he is not going to listen to her. His father trained him well..She stands up to her fee
Erus' POV No, I am not moving in with Jordan and Naya, even though I am giving them this big ass house that used to belong to my mother. I can't believe what she did, and I can't believe that Naya couldn't even tell me the truth. I used to blame her for keeping Jordan from me, but I didn't expect my mother to be the reason. I don't feel bad for sending her to the countryside for the rest of her life. If she wasn't my mother, I would have sentenced her to death for what she did to Jordan and Naya. I'm in my office, Brandon walks in with some files. He quietly bows to me as he drops them in front of him. I know what they are, so I stop what I am doing, and I start to sign the papers. “How did you know about the situation with my mother and Naya?” I ask without looking up. Brandon clears his throat. “Just a few days, sir. I told you as soon as I knew,” The anger boils even more in my chest. “She told you, but she couldn't tell me?!” “I think it's because she was scared of you,
Naya's POV This is not right, that's the only thing that keeps going through my mind as I watch my stuff get moved into the Bloodton mansion. I refuse to go into Luna Bloodton's bedroom, and I refuse to answer the servants when they ask if there is anything they could do for me. Did he just kick his mother out of the family house because of me?! And gave the house to me?! His father is surely rolling in his grave! I pretend that everything is well at work. Jordan is very happy with the huge house, but not me. How can I be happy? I come back from work and I suddenly cease my breath once I see his car up in the parking space. A servant girl rushes to me bows many times. “Good evening, madame–” “No, you may not have my bag!” I hiss at her. I refuse to open the door until she turns red with embarrassment and leaves. I will never be used to being served by people. I refuse to be used to it! After she has left, I take my bag and go to the front door. I am about to open the door whe
Naya's POV I found have fall, my heart is still beating from what would have been a fatal fall that would have put me in bed for a few weeks. But he caught me. And he is staring at me with his eyebrows furrowed. “Careful, you almost slipped there.” He murmurs. I stand up straight and push my hair away from my face. “Yeah, thank you for catching me.” “Maybe I should have allowed you to fall.” He says and I'm taken aback. “Maybe that's the only way you would catch a break and allow the servants to do their jobs.” “Ha.” I give a short laugh. It's not a joke, I know that he could have allowed me to fall(he is very capable of doing that), but thank the gods that he didn't. He puts his head back against the sink and I rinse his hair for the final time. I run my fingers through his hair and the glitter is gone. I smile, I am proud of myself. I take a towel and dries his shirt. His jacket is off and his sleeves as been rolled up. I did a great job with keeping his shirt dry. He waits
I wake up the next morning feeling like a block of cement was dropped on me. My entire body is weak with pain, and I wince as I turn around in the bed. I catch a glimpse of the clock and it sends me rolling and tumbling out of bed. I overslept! Jordan will be late for school, I will be late for work, and this is going to be the worst thing ever for me! “Jordan! Jordan, honey, you are going to be late for school!” I rush to her bedroom, but when I open the door, she is not in her bed! I forgot that she slept with Erus in the living room. I rush down, hoping to find both of them sleeping, but they are not there. I rush to the kitchen, to the other rooms, but she is nowhere to be found. Did someone come in the middle of the night and take my daughter?! The head servant Grace comes in from the quarters. “Good morning, madame, you look so troubled.” “I can't find my child!” I tell her, holding my hand over my head. “I overslept, she is going to be late for school–” “The Alpha took
I wake up the next morning feeling like a block of cement was dropped on me. My entire body is weak with pain, and I wince as I turn around in the bed. I catch a glimpse of the clock and it sends me rolling and tumbling out of bed. I overslept! Jordan will be late for school, I will be late for work, and this is going to be the worst thing ever for me! “Jordan! Jordan, honey, you are going to be late for school!” I rush to her bedroom, but when I open the door, she is not in her bed! I forgot that she slept with Erus in the living room. I rush down, hoping to find both of them sleeping, but they are not there. I rush to the kitchen, to the other rooms, but she is nowhere to be found. Did someone come in the middle of the night and take my daughter?! The head servant Grace comes in from the quarters. “Good morning, madame, you look so troubled.” “I can't find my child!” I tell her, holding my hand over my head. “I overslept, she is going to be late for school–” “The Alpha too
Naya's POV I told myself that I was never going to attend a meeting like this ever again, especially after Erus and his mother kicked my mother out, but here I am. I look out of the window, at the family's strolling into the building, and my throat clogs with anxiety. “Brandon, I can't do this.” I shake my head. “You can do this, mummy.” Jordan fits her tiny hand into mine. I smile at her, even though anxiety is tearing me up on the inside. “We can stop by the restroom, first. I assure you that we will make sure that you get a seat where no one will notice you.” “Thank you, Brandon.” I sigh. The driver stops the car at a secret door, and Brandon gets the door. Jordan and I step out, into a small passage, and into a bathroom. Jordan stays with Brandon in the passage, while I go to the bathroom to splash some water on my face. I open my bag and take out my lipstick. It's not too red, but it gives my face a little bit of some glow back. “Please, moon goddess, please help me.
Erus' POV “Really?” Naya asks. “I can just toss it out.” “Yeah, daddy. It's going to taste so terrible.” Jordan says with laughter. I can't believe that she is teasing her mother right in front of me. I ruffle her hair and walk over to her mother's side. “Let's be nice, Jordan. Try your mother's cake.” Naya cut some pieces for us, and I put it in my mouth. Jordan does the same, and her eyes are waiting for my reaction. Naya is holding her breath, she knows that she is going to be torn apart by us. “Wow, very tasty.” I mulch. Jordan nods too. “I like cake.” Naya looks at both of us, as if she knows that we are not telling the truth. “Come on, you guys don't have to lie to my face.” “It's good,Naya.” I said to her, Since she doesn't want to believe me, I cut an even bigger piece and stuff it into my mouth. Jordan grins with amusement, I guess that's the stillest thing she has ever seen me do. “I'm going to take some cake to lily,” Jordan grabs another piece of cake and rus
Naya's POV Erus just texted me, and never has my heart jumped so much with excitement. It's been weeks since we last saw him, and I hate to admit it, but I kind of miss him. Don't get it twisted, he is still a thorn in my flesh, but I miss him. Jordan misses him too. When I inform her that her dad is going to be here in a few hours, she stands up and twirls around in joy. “My daddy is back! My daddy is back!” I can't help but chuckle. “Yeah, so I guess you should put your toys away.” She immediately becomes obedient and starts to put them away. “Good girl. When you are done, I'll bathe you and then put you in a nice dress.” I stand up myself and head back to my bedroom. I look a mess, I have been in sweatpants for days now, and I haven't looked into the mirror. I blink at my reflection, and I almost flinch at the uneven bits of hair sticking here and there. I should have had there haircut a few days ago. I slip into the kitchen and start to take out stuff from the cupboard
Erus' POV I read through the proposal that Devon left on my table for a long while, and as I slip through the pages, I find out that his proposal is actually brilliant. This would actually put a whole lot of money in my pocket! I angrily pick up the telephone and punch Brandon's number in there. Today is supposed to be his day off, he doesn't even know that I'm back from my trip yet….He yawns when he picks up the phone. “... Erus Bloodton's office…” “Why didn't you tell me that Devon's proposal was this fucking great?” I slam it against the table. “Alpha? Is that you?” He asks, his voice has suddenly gotten clearer. “Don't tell me that you are drunk.” I sigh. “Why am I just seeing this proposal, Brandon? You are supposed to be bright and let me know when something this great is laying around!” Brandon drags a sigh. “Sir, I have kept that on top of all the work on your desk for like four weeks straight!” “Yeah, whatever.” I huff. “If something like this happens again and I
Naya's POV I should have turned around and ran, but my stupid legs won't move. I just hold on to my shopping basket as I stare at her. I still remember that night at the hospital that triggered my prolonged absence, and I still remember that she was one of the causes of it. Pam comes over to me, and puts her hands around me in a hug. I want to pull away, but I don't. Her hands feel so cold to me, so does her hug. “Girl, where the hell have you been?” She gently rocks my shoulders. Her wife stands beside her, her curious blue eyes flickering at me. “Is this she?” She points and whispers. “The Alpha's wife?” “Yes, yes, this is Naya Woods.” Pam nods. “Naya, this is my wife, Camilla.” I manage to smile at Camilla and shake her hand. “It's nice to meet you, Camilla.” Camilla smiles back, then Pam whispers something to her before she goes away. “I have been trying so hard to get in contact with you. We have all been worried about you. We thought you fled Bloodton again, or someth
Naya's POV Dropping Jordan off to school is an extreme sport. She is happy and bubbling, she doesn't know how shitty our lives are right now, and she doesn't know about the scary rogues that are crawling around the city. But it's okay, she deserves to be a happy girl. “Mum, can we get a happy meal after school?” She asks, looking out the window. “Of course, my love. As much as you want.” I smile at her. “And Daddy, can he come with us too?” She asks, playing with a strand of her hair. My breath stiffens, but I manage to keep my smile in place. “I don't think your Dad is available, cupcake, but I will give him a call.” I assure her. He has been away for some days now. He has pulled back on the phone calls too, so I'm not surprised that she is asking. I don't want to call him. If Erus isn't in my business, I take that as a breath of fresh air and stay away from his. After walking Jordan to the door, and her teacher flashes me a smile before taking her down the hall. I am abo
Naya's POV “ I know that you have gloated and relished in the fact that my son chose you over me, and kicked me out of the house that I've lived in for decades, but I need you to give your word that you won't say a thing about me being here.” My throat feels dry. To even think that Luna Bloodton would ever ask me to do something for her. “Yes, Luna, you have my word. I won't tell him about this, I swear.” She nods and turns to her guards, nodding at them too, they step out of the house. Sherry can't stand Luna Bloodton, because she knows everything the woman did to me when I was a young bride to her son. She gently squeezes her hands as she turns to me. “I will be going up the stairs.” “Thanks, Sherry.” I briefly hold her hand. As soon as she is gone, I turn back to Luna Bloodton. It's ironic that I have turned into a host in a house that she has lived in longer than me. “Would you like some wine, Luna?” I offer as I walk her to the living room. “I'm not as young as I was y
Erus' POV “You had had to ruin the fun, Gwen.” I wipe my knife and put it away. She annoys me more than anything right now. Did she know how long it took to get that rogue? We weren't even able to get one good answer out of it! She heaves as she drops the gun to the ground “I'm sorry, okay? He was looking at me weirdly and it freaked me out.” “Yeah, of course it did.” I huff. “Now, it's your mess to clean up.” I give Brandon a glance, and I head to the door. “This meeting has come to an end.” I murmur. “But sir, we haven't spoken on how to deal with this problem. What if the rogues appears and start to kill people again? What are we supposed to do?” “Double your security measures, and call me as soon as you see a rogue.” I order. Brandon and I leave the room and head to the elevator. Brandon is sighing over and over again, I have to turn to look at him. “Are you dying or something?” I ask him. He is now sweaty and white like a ghost. “I hope not, sir,” he pulls at his coll
Erus' POV There, she said it. I have always known that she couldn't stand Naya, even when she tried to deny it. I shut my eyes and drop my face into my hands. Brandon immediately stands up and tries to curb this crisis. “Miss Bloodton, I don't think that you are using the right words.” He laughs nervously, raising his finger in protest. "It's true that Naya was attacked, but she is not working with the rogues, that's absurd." She twists her neck around with a look of absolute disgust on her face. “Are you speaking to me, little boy? Do you think because you are my brother's personal servant that you should suddenly be able to speak to me?” Brandon immediately bites down his lips, swallowing the rest of his words as he backs away. I didn't say a single word, so he sits back down behind me. “Miss Gwen, are you saying that the Alpha's wife is part of the enemy?” one of them asks. “Exactly.” Gwen affirms. “She might look like she is very innocent, but she is the answer to conque
Erus' POV She says goodnight and the door clicks as she goes back into the house. If I was told that I would ever be driving late at night to give my daughter her favorite toy, I would have called it bluff. I inhale the cold air as I turn around and start to walk back to my car. My phone vibrates in my pocket. It's a text message from Brandon, reminding me about the meeting I am supposed to be in right now. I put the car in motion and drive away from the house…It takes me almost twenty minutes to get back to the office, where Brandon is waiting for me outside, he is shivering from all the cold. “Sir, I'm sorry for blowing up your phone like that.” He rubs his hands together. “They are all waiting inside.” We walk into the building, through the turns and elevator, and then he opens the door of the conference room. There are over twenty men sitting in the room right now, they all stand up and bow as soon as they see me. “Gentlemen, you may take your seats.” I sit by myself.