ARABELLA POVIt was midnight. I was bat shit scared and crazy. I stood in the patient room, out of options. Jack had joined me and went over his records three times in a row. We were running out of time, I knew it. He wanted to stay more and reassure me, but I honestly didn’t see any reason why we had to drag it out even further.“We have to stop,” I said to him. “There’s no use anymore Jack, let’s stop.”Jack turned away from the body. That’s what it was now, a body… or at least it would become that in a few hours.“We’ve tried everything,” I told him tiredly. “I’m tired. I can’t do this anymore, so I’ll just take the blame for it.”“You can’t do that,” Jack said. “Absolutely not, Arabella.”Calling me Arabella in the middle of my crises somehow made the moment intimate. He came close to me and cupped my face, then pressed his forehead to mine. Ever since he tried that earlier today, it seemed to calm me down and he seemed to want to keep up with it. our breath mingled while I saw my
ARABELLA POVMy mind was blank, focusing on the nothingness of my empty skull. I saw nothing for straight three minutes, before the nurse began to repeat her words as though recalling what I didn’t hear. While she recounted the mechanics of meeting the patient dead, I thought about the time and effort I had put into the whole thing, now even that was gone. Where was Jack when I needed him? Oh, right. I’d asked him to leave. I thought it was over, and so I asked him to leave.“She had already given up the ghost before you left the hospital,” the nurse continued to say. “I waited for a few minutes to try another revival method, but that was the last chance. She never came back after that.”I felt my chest constricting into itself. I looked like and probably felt like a ghost too. The patient is dead. The patient is dead.The patient is dead.“How could you let this happen?” I asked the nurse aloud. “I left her in your care. I was just going to take a rest, so how did this thing happen
ARABELLA POVIt was the noise of the crowd that woke me up. I yawned and stretched, realizing too late that my muscles were sore and cramped. It took me a minute to get the dizziness out of my head, and another long minute to stand.Damn, my whole body was aching in pain. When was the last time I was bent over like that and slept straight for an hour or two without moving? Was there enough time to do the stretches before going out there?I seriously considered the concept of doing some stretches and some core exercises before going out there, just to be agile. I realized again that it’d be futile because I was in my tightly covered work clothes that weren't flexible enough to stretch my muscles in. I groaned as I left my office, duly massaging the back of my neck so that at least it would cramp when I wanted to turn.I stopped by a water diffuser and downed three cups of water. It was a weekend; the sun would be up earlier than usual. That’s just how Saturdays usually are. You’re was
RHYS POVI’m not sure I’ve ever felt as lost as I did until now. That statement she made continued running through my head. Oh Emma, you’ll be the death of me.I walked anxiously around the house, holding my glass of dry gin. It tastes horrible, but I couldn’t stop drinking it at this point. Ever since I found out that Damon was my son, I’ve been living a miserable life. I had to sneak in at their school and offer the remaining two kids juice boxes so I could get their DNA. Is this what I’ve turned to—a man who was secretly gathering samples of children to prove that they were his or not?When my phone rang, I rushed to pick it, only to see that it wasn’t Meredith. I was dying from the anticipation of it alone. And that statement she made back at the hospital when I was trying to save her life… What did that mean?The door sprung open and I turned around. Mia walked in with a shopping bag, her face brighter than I’d last seen it. She looked happy, content even. She gave me a look and
ARABELLA POVThe more my mind punched around the images of yesterday over and over again, my disappointment in Rhys grew. After all these years, he still could not save another lady in distress. He still could not save his lover. He had stood before his pack members, spreading his aura on them yet still doing their bidding. I expected him to take control of the situation, not fizzle down like an idiot.It’s not like you haven’t condemned me to die before...Okay, I shouldn’t have said such words to him. That was just plain unreasonable and very telling. What if he discovers who I am from that sentence alone? Rhys was pretty smart when he wanted to be. I groaned and sat on the cold hard floor. What did it matter if he discovered me, anyways? He had put me in here. He stood in front of the crowd and told them to calm down, and that he can’t just hand me over to them. He would convict me, he promised them. He would investigate the matter and give them the justice they so rightfully deser
ARABELLA POVWhen he left, my heart started to press into itself. I’ve experienced this pain before, but now it seems to come in two-fold force. I felt pain, betrayal, anger. I didn’t even register Jack’s question until he asked me a second time.‘Did you tell him that we aren’t cousins, Arabella? Did you tell him?”I raised my eyes to meet him. Here he was, outside the bars of a cell that Rhys dumped me in. Rhys, who was stupid enough to cast me aside a second time. Rhys, who claimed to have loved me a thousand times but couldn’t even fight for our love. To say that I was disappointed was an understatement.“Arabella?”I shook my head and focused my thoughts on Jack. Jack was calm and sweet. He wouldn’t do anything to consciously hurt me. He was always there, acting nice and sweet and just being generally available for me. I tried to think about his question again so I could give an answer.“Yes,” I said.“You told him we were cousins?”“Yes.” I wanted to end it there, but had to c
JACK POV It was silly to over think about Arabella, but I just couldn’t help it. As I drove out of the detention center premises, thoughts nagged in my head. There were questions that I didn’t ask her; questions that still revolved round my initial question.Do you love him?She said no. She swore that what she had for him was pure hate, but I found that hard to believe. This was the father of her kids, after all. This was the man she had come back for, just to carry out her revenge. She probably slept with him too in order to convince him that they were together. Was it possible that feelings would not have bred with the fusion of old and new memories? Her assurance was nice and sweet for sure, but I just didn’t buy it.I picked up my phone and dialed Jenny’s number. She picked up immediately, as though she had been waiting for the call.“Jeez Jack, I’ve been trying to reach you for ages!”I groaned, interrupting her. It was better to ask my questions before she would get carried aw
RHYS POVI stared into nothing nowadays. Of all discoveries I could have made, Emma’s was the most shocking. What would I call her now? Emma? Arabella? What the fuck would I refer her as to now?Why was she back? How did she change so much? How didn’t I recognize her? And those children; those poor beautiful souls. Not knowing that they were mine would forever gnaw on me. That they had passed me and spoken to me severally and I never knew would haunt me. That it took an intense jealousy and dislike of Jack before I moved into the action of checking for DNA tests even felt horrible. I felt worse than I’d felt in a long while. At first I wanted to blame her, but then I couldn’t. She was back from the dead and that’s all that mattered.Jack couldn’t even hide the truth. It was written all over his face, so boldly that I knew in a second. He could have hidden it better, even though I already knew. He could have pretended, acted like he never knew her true identity. Only then would my hate
ARABELLA POV“I can’t believe you’re getting married,” Lily said.I turned away from the mirror to face her. “Do you think I could be potentially making a mistake?”Lily laughed and playfully slapped my arm. “Don’t be silly, Arabella. You thought about this for months. You even went through the painful process of telling everyone your identity.”I smiled at the memory of that. “Yeah, it went surprisingly well. People took it in pretty well.”“You know the one they took in the most? The arrest and public death of Mia.”My mood dampened just a bit. My half sister was killed two weeks ago and here I was, getting married to the man she was previously married to. Rhys asked me not to overthink it as he wasn’t even hers to begin with, and I was working towards that step. I turned to Lily again.“Do you think James and Jenny would make it? They promised that they would show up today and they’re not here yet.”Lily slapped her forehead in embarrassment. She’s been slapping a lot of things lat
RHYS POVI stood outside the boys’ quarters, thinking of how best to go over this. If Jack wanted us to talk about whatever he wanted to talk about, then this was a big secret opener. I was dying to see just how much secret he was willing to uncover, and that included Mia.She was dancing when I stepped into her room. As always, it was open and inviting, as if she was waiting for the day when I would finally accept her. Was she expecting that day to be today? Had she done all this just because she wanted me?Yes, dumb ass. Yes.I ignored my wolf voice and cleared my throat. She stopped dancing and smiled brightly at me, as if I was the sunshine at the end of her tunnel.“You’re here,” she said, wiping her brows with a face towel.“And you’re dancing,” I commented. “What’s the occasion?”“You’ve confined me to this mean, smelly place and I have to get used to it, Rhys.” She gulped down a glass of water. “The fact still remains that I’m your wife and I will be until I sign the divorce p
ARABELLA POVI’ve never had so many things happen to me in the space or hours or minutes but it was definitely happening now. First my children gets kidnapped, then after 24 long, excruciating hours, I go to get them and discover they had somehow managed to free themselves. Then I stupidly went into to the cabin instead of running away with them only to get kidnapped again and have a gun pointed at me.“Your children was a handful,” the first man said. “That is not surprising. I see now where they got it from. You do know we can’t leave you alive after this?”I immediately clasped my hands together in prayer. “Please, I’m begging you with the almighty name of the moon goddess, please let us go. I swear I’ve packed all my things! I’m ready to leave now.”He shook his head. “You’ve seen our face, lady. I wish there was some other way to not kill you—”The door burst open, forcing a startled scream out of me. The kidnapper in front of me trembled. I angled my body to the side and shifted
ARABELLA POV“What are you going to do now?” Lily asked me. “Do you have any plans on how to tackle this?”I paused my restless pacing and turned to her. “I’m burnt out, Lily. I don’t know what to do! I’ve tried to think of every possible thing but nothing. Rhys isn’t even helping matters. He thinks Mia is innocent simply because she hasn’t left the house in days!”“And the kidnappers want you to leave?”“Yes! They clearly said no money, that I should just leave. Who else would not want money and ask me to leave?”She cocked her head at me as both of our mind went to Mia. She was the only sworn enemy that I had that would dare though my children and go Scot free. Thinking about it made by blood boil. I wanted to grab her hair and force her head into a hot oven…“Okay, you’re making that face again, “ Lily said. “We just need to think about what to do next, Arabella. I know this must come as a shock…”“It’s quite the shock, Lily.”“But we have better things to do like waiting for the k
Arabella PovI realized I was vibrating with fear and doom. I needed to calm down, but the thought of my children going through the most traumatic experience of their life was chilling to the bone. Why was it only them that was kidnapped out of all the children coming to school? The kidnappers had technically been aiming for me and my children. I glanced at Mia. It was her. It had to be her. There were no other logic asides the fact that Mia has a vindictive aura towards me and she was not afraid to use them.I turned my back to them and spoke into the phone. “What do you want, please? Can you just let my children go, please? I’ll do anything.”‘Of course you’ll do as you’re told, Dr. Emma, or you’ll never see your children again.”I shivered once more, bracing myself as I asked the most important question. “What do you want then? Is it money? How much would you need to let my kids go?”“You insult us, Dr. Emma. We don’t need your money. We only need you to do one thing and we’ll retu
ARABELLA POVI was very upset, and rightfully so too. I thought about Rhys every day for five days, mostly wondering if he didn’t want to let Mia go. Did he trust her enough to be sure that she hadn’t killed his father? If only I had enough time then to pressure the guy more so he would tell me the truth about Mia. She certainly had more wicked things up her sleeve and I was very desperate to reveal them to the world.“Dr. Emma, you’ve wiped that post four times in a row now,” a nurse said.I jerked back into consciousness and realized that I was in the hospital, wiping a patient’s wrist over and over so I coke inject their antibiotic for them. Murmuring my apologies, I quickly gave them their dose and stood up.“You look tired,” the nurse who had called my attention said. “You can go home; I’ll cover your shift for you. I’m not sure I want to see you dozing off the rest of your days here.”“I’m fine,” I saidSpacing out. I was constantly spacing out because I was concerned for Rhys an
ARABELLA POVI was really bumped and hyped with energy when I took Bruno back to the car. He asked load of questions about why he wasn’t allowed to see the prisoner and I said something in the lines of how his ears were too little to hear all the important details. It would really sick if he had to hear from a strange prisoner that his mother was involved in a crime.Once I left him in the car and locked it, I ran back to the cell. My heart was drumming with excitement. I imagined that prisoner holding Mia’s picture and announcing that she was the one who had made the order. Oh, that would make so much sense! However, when I joined Rhys minutes later, I noticed that he was silent and now holding the picture, having collected it back from the Rogul. The Rogul was snacking heavily on the food I brought, which I now every much regret since the mood wasn’t what I expected it to be.“What did he say?” I asked Rhys, a note of desperation in my voice. “He was holding Mia’s picture, right?”
ARABELLA POVI had a plan. A grand, beautiful plan. Rhys was going to be here anytime soon and he would be solely against it, which means I have to be wise towards it. I knocked once on the children’s door before opening it. They were laughing and walking about, looking for the perfect fit.“Mom!” Delinda cried when she saw me. “Do you think I should wear a dress to the park? I can’t seem to find the perfect fit.”I smiled reassuringly as I remained at the door. “You don’t need to stress to much, my darling. You guys should all wear shorts and shirt—you can wear a skirt, Delinda—and carry a backpack too.”Damon frowned. “A back pack?”“Yeah. It’ll make you looo smart, like a professor.”I knew they would accept readily to what I said, yet I waited on high tension. When they finally agreed to dress like professors and carry their backpack, I grinned. Earlier today in the morning, I came across Bruno’s backpack and I slipped in Mia’s picture in it. At first when I saw her picture lying
MIA POVI paced around my room, completely restless. He hasn’t been sleeping at home lately and now Bruno was gone. When he was brought back from rhe hospital, Rhys took him away and said he wanted to take him to a recovery center. How long do recovery centers usually take? Did Arabella put this idea into his head?Oh, Arabella, that wench!I laughed wildly as I continued to pace around. She thought she won this time, didn’t see? She was the lowly, stupid omega in the past, and now she’s come back a bit chic doctor who’s trying to steal my man? How are people not violent towards this act?! Do I need to start an uproar? She’s not going to win against me. The deadly wench is not going to win me.“You do not get to have the last laugh!” I roared loudly, and then fell to my bedroom floor in a beep.My hair was a mess. With everything going awry, I haven’t give my much thought to how untidy I’d been. That was fine; it didn’t matter what I looked like. I would have every single thing I’d ev