MIA POV When Rhys left, I hastily picked around my food, upset and mad and just angry. There were loads of things I wanted to tell him but I didn’t, all because I wanted to maintain some sort of sanity. I sighed, trying to calm myself down. Why wouldn’t he believe Craig? Why would he believe some lowly guard over him? This was seriously giving me a headache and I don’t like it. I looked up and saw that Craig still stood awkwardly around like he was trying to look invisible and failing miserably at it. “Why didn’t he take the bait?” I asked quietly. Craig looked at me, then shrugged. “I don’t know, Mia. I don’t know what goes on in his head sometimes.” “Yeah, you’re right,” I said. “You don’t know what goes on in his head, but I’d like to know what goes on in yours. How did you find a guard that he knows and trusts so much?” Craig tried to sit down and then realized that he wasn’t in his house. He hovered around, trying to see if I would invite him to sit. I did not. It would be su
MIA POV I expected him to thank me. That was the least anyone would have done, much less my lover. Well, he wasn’t exactly my lover because Rhys had no atom of love for me, If I asked him to thank or appreciate me for the good will I was doing, he won’t so much as bat an eye, which was exactly what he was doing right now. He won’t even offer a hug, or a kiss. Oh how I wish to be kissed! It’s been long, way too long since he kissed me last; since anyone kissed me last. Not even a hug, or a word of compliment. Rhys simply stared at me like I was missing something, and our eyes held for a short while. I would have called it a moment of love, or reckoning, if his phone hadn’t chimed with a notification, breaking the spell. Rhys jumped back, mildly surprised. Even I was a little surprised and upset. Perhaps if the phone hadn’t rung and broken our spell, he might have kissed me. Or not. Rhys picked up his phone, looked at the screen and dropped it back. He didn’t even open the message
MIA POV As I drove to the training ground, I thought of Craig and Rhys. I don’t know what Emma is doing at Green place with my husband, but I’m sure I have enough time to roughen Simon Walters up before going there to meet them. Should I sneak in and eavesdrop on them? I’m not exactly sure where the so called green place is but if I’m thinking right, then it should be around the reserved place for couples. Why would they be meeting up there anyways? Oh they better not, because I’ll really be upset and offended. Nothing serious apart from the fact that she should not b betraying me to my husband in such a reserved place. Oh what I would do to Emma if I find out that she’s actually relaying my secret to him. It would hurt me and force my hand to do what I’ holding back on. And then Craig. Poor, sweet Craig. He was ready to take the fall for me if need be, but I can’t let that happen. I’m already compromised, which means I can’t let anyone know that he’s involved. His reputation and t
ARABELLA POVAs I stopped my car in front of the Green Place, I contemplated my choices. I didn’t really want to do this. Matter of fact, my presence here was to let Rhys know that we were done ad over, and nothing can really bring us together anymore. He was still the same shitty man that I’d always known, and I don’t know what I was expecting from him this time around but I’m really disappointed. He is just someone that I don’t want to continue this with again.Plus, Mia was becoming increasingly unpredictable. I don’t want her to suddenly spring up on us one day and catch us in the middle of something. She was crazy, and she’d shown done that several times before that she was crazy and would protect her man at all cost. I’m not sure I’d like to experience the other part of her,—the protective, get away from my man part, but isn't yet time.I got down from my car and walked into the place. This was our favorite meeting spot. Other than the fact that they had great food, Rhys liked i
RHYS POV The look on her face said it all. She was hiding something from me, and it was no easy feat. With the shock written so easily in her expression, I was dying to know which it was and what exactly she had hidden from me. Was it James? What was he truly to her?I leaned further and she somehow edged back, looking back at the entrance, where the wolf had run away to. Oh right, that I wanted to chase after it, to know which woman it was exactly that scared Emma half to death. In as much as I knew it wasn’t Mia, I also knew that this person had seen us and run away. One person had seen me with Emma in a completely intimate position, and I was desperate to find who that person was. I just wasn’t s desperate since I was still sitting down here, questioning Emma.Emma in question leaned back in her seat and schooled her expression. Too late, she had already told me what I needed to know. I’d have to look carefully now as I ask my questions, so I can watch her as she answered them, a
ARABELLA POVI followed him outside. Instead of taking his car, I took mine instead. It was bad enough that Mia saw us in there, but although Rhys said she wasn't the one but I can't seem to believe that.I don’t want anyone else seeing me in his car with him. They would automatically sense that something was up with us. Rhys just cannot stay his hand whenever he’s with me. As I drove my car out of the premises and followed behind him, my mind strayed to Mia. I know she was the one that caught us. She has to be. It was her exact size and the color of her fur. It was too dark to check for the black spot but I’m not sure I need it. No wolf would snarl at me and stare for no reason. She saw us, and no matter how much Rhys wanted to pretend that he didn’t immediately want to investigate the matter, I knew better.It was her and I needed to come up with a plan.Mia was very vindictive. She was unpredictable, uncontrollable. Any sensible person would see her husband in an intimate position
MIA POVI was seething in the living room when Rhys drove in. I didn’t even check back or go out to welcome him. I sat there in the sofa, with a bottle of vodka in my hand. It was just what I needed to get the shitty image out of my head, even though it’s proving really hard to get rid of.Perhaps if I had not rushed home after forcing Simon Walters to do my bidding, then I would not be so lost. I got home earlier today and saw Rhys driving out. It was my cue to follow him. I knew he would be going to the green place to meet her, and so I decided to follow him. It was a dumb decision that I would come to regret, but not then. Then, I was eager for him to move onward so I can stay far behind and spy on him. He arrived at the place in less than thirty minutes. It would seem that he was rushing to get there, to see her. What was so important anyways that he needed to rush and see? What had she told him?The first suspicion was the place he arrived at. As expected, it was green scenery t
ARABELLA POVI sat down with Lily in the diner, my head pounding. I wonder what Rhys was doing now if he had met Mia and what she said to him. Did she confront him, yell profanities at him of all sorts? I’m kind of surprised she hasn’t even attacked me yet. I’m positive that she’s the one who saw us, but if she hasn’t reacted yet, then does it mean that I’m wrong and it wasn’t her?“Thank you, Arabella,” Lily said. “I don’t know what I would have done without you, really. You saved me.”I rolled my eyes as I turned to look at her. Lily thanked me so much that it was becoming embarrassing.“Stop. I told you, you don’t have to call me Arabella for now and can you just stop thanking me? It’s seriously embarrassing.”Lily sighed. She reached for her mug of warm chocolate and drank it slowly, savoring its taste. The diner was thankfully empty, which meant people didn’t have to stare at her as they walked past. At least she was safe from the stigma…for now.“You know I can never stop thanki
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