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 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
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 travel
Erus' POV I try to pretend that I am not nervous to meet my daughter again, but that's not true. I bought her the biggest packet of chocolate, I bought her the biggest teddy bear I could find, and I also bought her stocks in three different companies. I hope she likes them. I have never been a father before, I hope I don't fuck this up. When I get to the house and knock on the door, Naya is already there. She gently runs her hand over her face as she looks at me without a single emotion in her eyes. “Hi.” She mumbles as she moves to the side, so that I can get into the house. “Where is she?” “Up in her room, do you want me to get her for you?” I say. “Sure.” I say. I walk around the living room, making sure to look at the few pictures that she hung up. One of her, one of Jordan, and one of her mother. I linger, staring at the picture of her mother longer. Such a nice woman, it's a shame that she died. “Daddy!” “Hello, my princess!” I pick her up and throw her into the air.
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 “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
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 I guess she thinks that she is the winner right now. Shs won, didn't she? I try to take my daughter and flee far away from her, but we are now in the same house that I hate with all of me. We all sit at the dining table and Luna Bloodton has made Jordan sit next to her. She is talking to Jordan about everything, and they are laughing together. I hold my fork too firmly. I can't eat, I can just hold my breath and pray for all of this to be over. Erus doesn't even look at me. He is busy eating his food. Jordan can't cut up the stakes in front of her, so Luna Bloodton tries to help her. “I can't do it, Luna, don't worry.” I say. I pull the plate before she can even change her mind. I feel her eyes on me, but I don't look up. I pull the knife back and forth, pretending that the piece of meat is Luna Bloodton's heart. “But why did you pull it like that?” Luna Bloodton asks. “Huh?” I look up. “Why did you pull back the plate as if I was planning on poisoning my own gr
Naya's POV As soon as I see those stone walls of the Bloodton mansion, my blood runs cold. In the past years, I have only seen this place in my nightmares. Luna Bloodton would tie me up in my pink bedroom, and she would cut me open with a dagger while I scream. She would take a bloody baby Jordan, and throw her out of the window. Those nightmares traumatized me so much, and I knew how long it took for me to get that fear out of me. Coming back here doesn't help me at all. “Is this a palace, Daddy?” Jordan asks with curiosity. “I guess you can say that, my love. This is your family's home.” He answers. I wish he wouldn't say that, but I am not looking to start any kind of trouble with Erus right now. Once he eases the car into the parking space, he turns off the engine. I see the main door of the house, but my feet won't move. “We won't be there for long, so I expect you to be on your best behavior.” He tells me with a small voice. I nod with a dry throat. What else can I do
Erus' POV At eight o'clock sharp, I succeeded in clearing my schedule and I drive myself to Naya's house. Brandon was supposed to send a driver to pick them and take them to my mother's house, but I have decided to do that myself. I haven't been to my mum's in a long time, and maybe we can all be reunited there for the first time in seven years…I can see the light from Jordan's window. I thought that Naya would take her and run away, but that's not the case. She wouldn't even dare, she knows that I can find her, even if she decides to hide in the deepest hole. With a rose in my hand, I walk towards the door and knock on it softly. Naya opens the door. Her hair is made, a red flower dress is what she has on, and some simple sandals. She doesn't have any makeup on. If not for her red dress, one would have thought that she is going for a funeral. We stare at each other for a second without saying a word to each other. “I don't appreciate you doing this. I'm not interested in b
Naya's POV It's like I died and returned in a blink of an eye. Of all the people in the world, Erus wants my daughter to meet with his witch of a mother? How can I allow that? When she was the one who ordered the servants to kill Jordan and I. She hated Jordan from the very moment that she was born, and now he wants Luna Bloodton to see her? Brandon reads the panic in my face and he leans forward slowly. “Miss Naya, you are not saying anything…” “No.” I shake my head. “Jordan won't be seeing anyone, not that heartless Luna Bloodton.” “Please, don't say that.” He sighs.“I don't want to see that woman, you have no idea how horribly she treated me seven years ago. Jordan is not going to see her!” “Please, Naya, listen to me. Not as your husband – I mean, Erus' assistant, but as your friend. If anyone knows Erus well, it's me, and I know without a fact that even if you try to keep Jordan away, he is only going to snatch her from you.” He says. “Please, don't give him a reason to
Nays's POV I can't believe that I am being asked this. This is what I hate and I am going to warn Pat never to ask me something like this. As I turn to her, she already has her hand raised to my face. “Yes, I know it's a weird question, but you're my closest friend here, and you shouldn't feel uncomfortable with me. Plus, I'm a lesbian, if that means anything.” I roll my eyes and sigh. “You are a very weird girl, Pat. I don't even know what to do with you.” I try walking away, but she follows me around like a velcro pet. “Are you living with him? Do you have servants waiting on you like a princess? Oh my God, does this mean that you are going to be the next Luna after Luna Bloodton?!” She gasps and holds her hand over her mouth. “Shut up, Pat, seriously.” I hiss at her. “Someone is going to hear you and we will both be in trouble!” “I, maybe, but you, you are never going to get into trouble again! Did you see the way the Alpha walked in to save you the other day? You practical
Nays's POV I have a very eventful morning, I have to go do some chores, and I also have to get Jordan ready for school, before getting myself ready for work. After I am done, I drive Jordan to school and I keep my eyes wide open and my ears on the ground. Even though the blog post has disappeared from the news, I am still paranoid. When I get to Jordan's school, I don't let her out of the car immediately. I look around, making sure that no one is behaving strangely because they know my secret now. “Mum, I have to go now! I don't want to be late!” Jordan whines. “Okay, Jordan. You can go, but if anything strange happens in school today, you ask your teacher to give me a call, okay?” I tell her, holding her by the shoulders. She smirks like the carefree child that she is. “Something strange like what, mummy?” “I don't know baby, maybe if your classmates start to talk about your Daddy?” “But you told me not to speak about him in school.” She frowns. “Exactly, baby. So, if they