We finally arrived at our destination, a luxurious hotel that exceeded my expectations. I had no idea where we were, only that we had flown to Uganda, where Feddy's father resided. The grand house we settled into was one of his many opulent properties in the country.For the first time, I witnessed the extent of Feddy's family wealth. Every detail screamed luxury, from the crystal chandeliers to the manicured gardens.Life was good. We spent weeks without hearing from Nicholas, and I didn't bother contacting Olivia either. She couldn't reach me unless I initiated the call, and I wasn't interested.My focus shifted to building a new life with Josh and Feddy. They were already discussing relocating their business to Uganda, and I found solace in their company.Occasionally, I pondered Feddy's work ethic. Born with a silver spoon, he could have easily rested on his family's wealth. Yet, he was driven, always striving to succeed. His dedication impressed me.As we settled into our new lif
Steering my car toward the huge brown gates, I blast the horn to announce my presence and wait. In the few seconds it takes for the gate to unravel I appraise myself in the rearview mirror and adjust the brown strands that fall over my face from the wind as I drive. As expected it didn't take up to a minute for me to be granted entry and so I let go of the brakes and drove into the vast compound which housed a beautiful house. It's a state-of-the-art storey building structured in an L shape with the floor above comprising only glass. On my first day here I thought it was a show house only to discover later on that it was indeed his residence. Nicholas Damien Lazarus, 32, handsome, tall, attractive, intelligent and stinking rich is an architect who has made a name for himself outside his aristocratic family. The Lazarus were known to be from old money and owned most of the properties here in Los Angeles. I know you must be wondering why I was in the house of such a renowned man, wel
"You just need to dispose of these burnt babies," I utter as I produce the tray from the oven and cough more as the smoke hits differently. With one arm over my nose, I carry the tray to my right, thankful for mittens as I dispose of the cookies in the trash.Thankful that's out of the way I place the tray under running water and bend over the sink to reach the windows. Unlocking the glass, my fingers halt in their task as I spot two cars pulling up in the barrage. "Lord helps me," I blurt as I see Nicholas, his back to me while he stands, legs clad in jeans apart in a powerful stance, wide shoulders stretching the material of a black vest that appears to cling to his muscular form.I stand frozen as I watch the people in the vehicle alight. A strange feeling creeps in as I observe the bodyguards line up beside the cars.Despite the distance I can observe the shift in their demeanour, even Nicholas though I am not able to see his face appears different, with a certain air around him.
Thumb stuck in my lips, I nip at my nail as I pace across the perimeter of my living room in lounge yellow shorts and a black tank top. The coolness of the white tiles meet my feet with each step as my brain strives to process the events of earlier.I just arrived my apartment which is situated on the outskirts of LA half an hour ago and since then I haven't sat down to rest as the thoughts swirl around in my head.The sound of utensils from the kitchen to my right reminds me Josh's presence. My bestfriend had showed up a week ago at my apartment with a bag and when I asked what he was doing his answer was simply that he was bored out of his mind at home.Josh is a cheerful person and fun to hang with however he comes off as a loner as he finds no reason to start up conversations with strangers or make friends, making me his only friend as he was my only friend.We lived together for 3 years before his girlfriend at the time insisted she wanted privacy. It wasn't a big deal for me thu
The car parks at its usual spot and Klein shuts the engine. I lift my view from my phone and we make brief eye contact through the rearview mirror. He nods at me as if in encouragement and lights, closing the door after.In the few seconds I'm alone inside the vehicle, I slide my phone into the clutch that goes with the dress and take hasty but deep breaths. “Okay Lisa, try to be calm.”“Nicholas might just be playing with you,” I tell myself and quickly shake my head at that assumption. “No this doesn't seem like a joke.”“However,” I inhale a long breath as I sight Klein walk to my car door. “You can do this. You've been through worse than this.”My door is pulled ajar and I offer Klein a ready smile as he offers me a hand. I grab it and carefully step down from the car, my heels planting on the concrete flooring.Immediately I step out of the vehicle, the eerie feeling hits me again. Unconciously I drop Klein's palm as I sense someone watching me. He frowns for a second but realiza
Hands on hips, my hair packed in a knot stop my head, I watch the men Nicholas sent move my luggage downstairs. The clock on my blue painted room wall read 11:45 AM.“Hey hey, careful.” I rush toward my bedside table in black biker shorts and a loose-fitting red t-shirt. I quickly grab the antique lamp gifted to me by my grandma from one of the men as he is about to drop it roughly into the large box. “That's precious.”“Sorry Luna,” the curly haired man bows in apology as I cradle the object in my arms and brush an invisible spec of dust away.“Don’t sweat it,” I waved him off with a smile and walked barefooted on the black furry rug. I try my best not to fall as I side-step two other men who are also busy packing any object that seems valuable to me and of course my cookbooks from the shelf on the right wall of the room.“I can't believe I'm doing this,” I mutter to no one in particular as I return to my position on the door and observe the life leave my room as any belonging of min
I freeze at his statement, my stomach flipping as I feel something hard rub my butt through the material of my shorts. “Shit!” I blurted and jumped away in shock only to he yanked back to his side.“Stay,” he whispers in my ear, minty breath fanning my skin and causing goosebumps to rise on the surface. Before I can utter a word in protest his left arm circles my midriff and pins my form to his.“You alright Lis?” Josh implores in worry, a panicked expression on his facial features, more so as a gun is swiftly pointed at his head. “Fuck.”“What are you doing?” I inquire, my eyes wide as I watch my best friend almost shit his pants, a sweat breaking out on his forehead. The men around him poised for attack. “Klein?”“This is a warning,” Nicholas growls, his hold on me tightening as I aim to break free and run toward Josh. “Next time you poison any ounce of harm to my mate, you might have your head separated from your body.”“Drop that gun,” I grit at Klein, my eyes spitting daggers. “N
I remain mute for the rest of the drive hence the constant circles on my skin renders my brain useless to the point of not being able to form words. I try to speak as we pass the entrance of the Lazarus estate but no sound leaves my lips.My silent question is answered as we zoom past the large walls to another gated land, this one 10 times smaller than the estate however, it is 3 times larger than most mansion compounds.He honks at the tall black metal gates and it takes mere seconds for the object to slide to the left, giving space for the vehicle to enter. Steering inward, my mouth games in awe as the first thing my eyes meet is a water fountain that sits at the centre of the vast compound.I spot the van that contains my belongings parked in front of a two story striking edifice, the same men of earlier offloading the objects. Two tall and well crafted white pillars standing strong and imposing as the house is built in the most modern state of the art architectural design.Floor
We finally arrived at our destination, a luxurious hotel that exceeded my expectations. I had no idea where we were, only that we had flown to Uganda, where Feddy's father resided. The grand house we settled into was one of his many opulent properties in the country.For the first time, I witnessed the extent of Feddy's family wealth. Every detail screamed luxury, from the crystal chandeliers to the manicured gardens.Life was good. We spent weeks without hearing from Nicholas, and I didn't bother contacting Olivia either. She couldn't reach me unless I initiated the call, and I wasn't interested.My focus shifted to building a new life with Josh and Feddy. They were already discussing relocating their business to Uganda, and I found solace in their company.Occasionally, I pondered Feddy's work ethic. Born with a silver spoon, he could have easily rested on his family's wealth. Yet, he was driven, always striving to succeed. His dedication impressed me.As we settled into our new lif
I washed my face and headed downstairs to the living room, where I found Josh and Feddy sitting comfortably. Despite my excitement at seeing them, I couldn't shake off the worry about their unexpected early morning visit.Good morning, guys! Hope you're both doing well," I greeted, trying to hide my concern beneath a cheerful tone.Feddy smiled warmly. "Hey, Lis, good morning! We're great, thanks."Josh simply nodded, his smile hinting at a more serious purpose for their visit.I took a seat across from them, my curiosity piqued. “Everything okay?"Feddy leaned forward, his expression turning serious. "We need to talk to you about something, Lisa."Josh's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense. "It's important."My heart began to beat faster, anticipation building.Lis, we came to see Nicholas, is he in. Feddy asked. No he's not. What happened? I asked and Feddy cleared the air that Nicholas had invested in their company."I didn't know Nicholas invested in Chapel Hill Dehan," I said
As the months passed, the news of my pregnancy was no longer a novelty. My growing belly was a constant reminder of the life-changing events that had unfolded. However, for Nicholas, the consequences of my pregnancy were dire. The penalty for his supposed transgression was clear: forfeiting his rightful place as the next alpha.Nicholas fought tirelessly to maintain his position within the pack, but uncertainty continued to plague him.I could not help but recall our first encounter, when Nicholas was just a stranger. I was a humble cook, living a simple life, and the idea of being his mate seemed absurd. Especially since he was a revered figure in the wolf community, wielding immense power and authority.But now, Nicholas's actions sparked terror. He continued to slaughter people in Parkland, shedding blood in his quest for answers. The pregnancy that should have brought joy and celebration instead ignited a deadly struggle for power and dominance.In human culture, pregnancy is a ce
I sought out Olivia's room, needing a trusted confidante. This was only my second time entering her quarters since we'd lived together. I took a deep breath and revealed my secret."Olivia, I'm pregnant."Her eyes widened, and she let out a startled scream."For whom exactly, Mrs. Lisa?" she asked.Her question cut deep, exposing my inner turmoil."That's the problem – I don't know," I admitted, tears welling up. "I spent one night with Nicholas, but I was asleep. I don't know if something happened."Memories flooded my mind – waking up with an inexplicable sense of unease, feeling violated but unsure."And Nicholas has never...we've never been intimate, not once in all these years," I continued, desperation creeping into my voice. "I'm lost, Olivia. I don't know what to think or who the father could be."Olivia's expression softened, concern etched on her face."We'll figure this out together," she promised.Perhaps, together, we could unravel the mystery surrounding my pregnancy.Ol
As I persisted in checking on Josh, I simultaneously kept a vigilant eye on the unfolding situation at Nicholas's mansion. Olivia's cautionary words had proven disturbingly accurate, and I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The nights grew increasingly turbulent, with the haunting sounds of wolf fights and anguished cries echoing through the darkness outside. The blood-curdling screams pierced the stillness, leaving me shaken and on edge.It was unmistakable: the tensions between Nicholas and Queen Alpha had reached a critical boiling point. The conflict, long simmering beneath the surface, was now maturing, threatening to unleash its full fury upon the world.I sensed the weight of the impending storm, feeling trapped in the midst of this ancient, supernatural struggle. Nicholas's world, once a refuge, had transformed into a powder keg of primal instincts and unbridled power. The very foundations of their society seemed to be crumbling, and I feared being caught in the crossfi
Three days had passed since my return, and Josh's presence still lingered in my mind. He had taken to calling me daily, checking in on me with endearing frequency. His thoughtfulness brought a perpetual smile to my face, and memories of our time together continued to resurface.With Nicholas immersed in his business meetings, I found myself seeking companionship elsewhere. Olivia, our warm and wise cook, became my confidante. We would sit together in the living room, sharing stories and laughter, creating a sense of family bonding.As we chatted, Olivia's kind eyes and gentle smile made me feel at ease. I cherished these moments, finding solace in her listening ear."Lisa, how was your stay with Josh?" Olivia asked one afternoon, her curiosity genuine.I hesitated, unsure how much to reveal. "It was wonderful," I said finally, a soft smile spreading across my face.Olivia's expression hinted at understanding, but she asked no more questions.Olivia's eyes sparkled with unspoken questi
As the clock struck midnight, a subtle yet palpable shift occurred in the atmosphere surrounding Josh and me. Before I knew it, I found myself enveloped in his warm embrace, his arms wrapped snugly around me. Without hesitation, I pulled him closer, our lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss. The lines between friendship and something more blurred, and we surrendered to the moment.The night unfolded with an unbridled intensity, our connection transcending the boundaries of friendship. We lost ourselves in each other, the world outside receding into the background.However, as dawn broke, and the morning light crept into the room, reality set in. I woke up with a gnawing sense of discomfort, guilt, and regret. The memories of our passionate night now filled me with unease.I couldn't shake the feeling that I had crossed a line, ignoring Josh's initial offer of the guest house and instead choosing to stay in his room. My conscience whispered reminders of our friendship, now potentiall
As the evening drew to a close, Josh escorted me to my room, culminating a delightful night spent laughing and reminiscing in the living room. I couldn't help but notice the stark contrast between his past and present life. His apartment was a testament to his success – tastefully furnished and impeccably designed.Since arriving at his place, I had been nestled in his room, surrounded by the comforts of his personal space. Now, as he led me to my designated room, I felt a sense of tranquility wash over me. The atmosphere was nothing short of breathtaking.The air conditioner's gentle hum provided a soothing welcome, enveloping me in its refreshing coolness as I stepped inside. The room was a haven, a serene oasis that seemed to envelop me in its peacefulness. I smiled inwardly, sensing Josh's thoughtfulness in preparing this sanctuary.Josh noticed my admiration and smiled knowingly. I nodded to myself, acknowledging the evident care he had put into creating this idyllic space. My min
As morning broke, I chose to maintain a serene demeanor, defying Nicholas's expectations. Instead of complaining, I greeted the day with a warm smile and embarked on my routine activities. My morning juggling session was a perfect way to clear my mind and shake off any lingering tension.After returning home, I refreshed myself with a rejuvenating shower and joined Nicholas for breakfast. As we sat together, I casually mentioned my desire to visit Josh, an old friend who had once shared our home before mysteriously disappearing.Nicholas's reaction surprised me - rather than objecting, he seemed genuinely pleased. I recalled how Josh's friend, Feddy, had helped me reconnect with him, and my curiosity about Josh's well-being grew."I'd love to visit Josh today," I said, gauging Nicholas's response.To my surprise, he nodded enthusiastically. "That sounds great! I'm sure Josh would appreciate the visit."I felt a surge of excitement, eager to catch up with Josh and learn about his journ