RHYS POVMia’s words kept ringing in my ears. Was she right? How true were her words? I would normally not believe a single word that comes out of her mouth, but something about this felt different. When it came to Arabella, I was mostly defensive and not wanting to involve myself in anything scandalous to her name, but this felt serious.“She’s Rhys' mate?” I asked Mia and she nodded. “And how did you come to that conclusion?”She gave me such a look, I began to feel pity for myself too. Maybe she was right, maybe she was not. However, I wanted to find out for myself. Hours after Mia left, I kept thinking about what she said. Do I need to confirm this or not?She’s lying, my wolf said. She lies all the time.Yeah, I agreed, but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. The way Mia said it so strongly, as though she was sure of her findings and felt pity for my growing affection for Arabella. At the end of the day, there was only one person who knew the truth.“Hello?” Jack said when he answ
RHYS POVJack stayed in my house for a week. It was one whole week of torture. Of course I barely saw him as he was in the other compartment of the building, but I couldn’t help not spying on him or listening to him call Arabella and lie about how the pack is great and how everyone is just so welcoming of him.What was he running from, anyways? He should just go home so I won’t have to see his sparkly face when he went out every morning to enjoy the morning sun on his face. This was honestly my fault, really. I was trying to be heroic and score some points to myself, not knowing that it would come back to bite me at my foot.Also, I missed Arabella. I missed her so much I barely managed to sleep. Seeing Jack stay up on the phone with her and laugh made me green with envy. I was practically stopping myself from marching into her house and announcing that Jack was such a liar.My phone tinged with a notification. I checked it and saw that it was a text from Arabella“You have an appoint
ARABELLA POVEverything was absolute chaos. Rhys didn’t even spare me a glance when he got into the ward with Craig. I don’t know what happened to him, but he seemed standoffish. I wanted to hug him and hold him and assure him that everything was fine, but he was clearly under pressure. Besides, his wife kept claiming that the child was Rhys’ while the lover was the one donating the blood. I could imagine what he felt. His searing pain throbbed through me, piercing the edges of my heart. That was exactly how I knew he was in pain.“Craig, can you come with me please?” I said. “Mia has had her blood taken so it’s left for you to have yours taken too.”Rhys looked away like he was in pain. Mia kept staring at him, hoping that he would look once at her. I liked that he ignored her as well. Craig followed me to the back room where I prepped him.“I’m supposed to take just a little amount but sometimes we need more so just tell me when you get dizzy,” I said to him.He nodded, seemingly no
RHYS POVI suddenly stopped the car in the middle of my movement. Looking into my side mirror, I saw that Arabella was still standing on the road, watching the car leave. She looked so miserable I began to regret telling her about going out separate ways, but that needed to be done. I’d already promised Jack that since he was her mate, I was going to leave them alone and let them have their chance. It was the least I could do to respect their relationship. I glanced sideways at Craig and saw that he was passed out. I explored the limits of my power as an Alpha when I first locked the Rogul, and now I was expanding that power into keeping prisoners exactly where I wanted. I could be gone for hours and they would remain in that same, exact position. I looked into the side mirror again. She was gone, probably back inside that hospital and snobby office of hers. Sigh. She’s very upset.I jerked a little at the sound of my wolf. I didn’t even know when it snuck up on me.“She’s upset?” I
JACK POVI had believed him. I believed the motherfucker. Leaving the hospital premises was one of the hardest, shameful walk of life. It felt like everyone could see through me and see that I was such a shameful, butthead Alpha. There was no other way to describe the looks they gave me as I wallowed down the stairs.I had been ready for a commitment. I was planning on telling her the truth—that I never went to my pack and I was laying low because I wanted her to miss me. I wanted to tell her that I made fake calls to her every morning because I wanted Rhys to see just how much of a pair we were and leave us alone. I actually thought that was working, but look where it got us.By the time I got to the palace, my anger bubbled over, nearly spilling into the surface. I should have taken a run that would help me bleed out the anger by the time I got to the palace, but other things had occupied my mind… like how Arabella was full on kissing Rhys. She was practically begging that he take h
RHYS POVFour months later, my life had become a dull beat. I was still angry with Craig, but not enough to give him a reckless death. I’d planned everything out already, down to the very last detail. After announcing that he’s betrayed me and replaced him with my Gemma, I continued waiting for the day that Bruno would stop needing blood. Since Craig previously had authority as the right hand man to the Alpha, his body healed pretty quickly, allowing Arabella to only take blood once every three weeks for four months. We’d been expecting it to span into six months but thankfully it ended in the fourth month. He was fully healed and active; even surprised to see that he had been unconscious and in a hospital bed for months.This was better for me as I didn’t want to see Craig’s face any longer. Now that Bruno was healed, I have no use for him and would get rid of him pretty fast.“Arabella?” I called as I knocked on her door. “Is anyone home?”The door swung open and Arabella showed up
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
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