"And look," Richmond pointed at me with a happy expression on his face. "There's no more bandage on your skin so it means that you have been completely healed." I moved a finger to my neck and funny enough he was right. The place that was bandaged earlier ago now feels so smooth and bare. It's no wonder they were looking at me like that and they might think it's some movie or a supernatural thing. "Yes, that's right." I smiled. "I'm glad that I can now bounce around the house." I shoot up from the bed before falling back with a small laugh. "That's great but how did it happen? How come you just healed like that?" Duke said in an eager tone. His face was beaming with a smile that matched the way I felt at the moment. I explained exactly what happened in my mind and everyone stared at me in awe. "So now this rod holds your power, right?" Duke said with a smile on his handsome face and I nodded in reply. "Congratulations to you dear," Alpha Rodriguez cheered. "You are now able to
"What Luna? What about the woman that you promised to make your Luna?" Miracle sneered. My brows immediately furrowed because of what he said. The beating of my heart intensified, and I felt a sting in my heart as a lone tear fell down my face. I turned to face Duke because I needed an explanation. I saw his face clouded with different emotions that I could tell were a mixture of anger and shock. His hands were fisted at his sides, and his jaw looked as though he was trying hard to stop himself from talking. For a brief moment, I wondered if what Miracle said was true or not. "What is he talking about, dear?" I said, secretly wishing he'd deny Miracle's words right now. But somewhere in my mind, I knew it was no fib, and I didn't know whether I was ready to hear the truth or not. I walked up to him when he did not say anything, as he was still looking at Miracle with anger in his eyes. Grabbing his hands, I looked at him with worry and fear of the possible truth, checking to see if
PRECIOUS "Hehe, you don't want me to say that, do you?" Miracle sneered. I wonder what it is that makes him want to expose Duke this much, but if I say I'm not interested in hearing the truth, then you'd call me a liar. "Are you not afraid that this information of mine will affect your relationship with your mate?" Miracle continued, throwing a glance in my direction before fixing his eyes back on Duke. "There's nothing to be afraid of." Duke scoffed loudly. "It will strengthen our relationship even more if you don't know." Alpha Rodriguez was breathing so heavily that I could even feel the air from his nostrils on my neck. I knew it was hard for him to take this scene, but why he was doing nothing about it or trying to end it is something I do not know. "You called this upon yourself, bro. Don't say I did not warn you." Miracle sneered. "Go ahead and say whatever rubbish you want to say. You are wasting everyone's precious time here," Duke growled, and I could see he was not lik
DUKE "It's not your fault." My wolf whispered in my head. "Explain things to her well and she will understand." I nodded my head in understanding, as though he could see me, and I shut my eyes close, my nose taking in a little fresh air before I let it out. "Yes, kinda." I muttered, my eyes meeting hers briefly before landing on Dad. He gave me an angry look and a warning I understood quite well. I'd be a fool to lose my mate over a small misunderstanding. I am sure she will understand if I explain well to her and that's what I am going to do right now. I looked back at her to find her rolling her eyes at me. "Kinda? Is that in the English dictionary?" "Sigh, I'm sorry it came out that way okay?" I said hurriedly, my legs taking me to where she was standing. I ran my hand over my hair as she stepped back a little and I clasped my hands together and looked straight into her eyes. "I told you about my past, that I had a girlfriend so well that's her. Yes I had my fling with her
PRECIOUS We all started laughing after Nate's utterance, and I guess, it was high time I got him healed and moved on already. There are so many things I needed to learn about my magical wand, so that I'd get prepared whenever there were emergencies just like Nate's. Nate and Miracle started walking towards us with smiles on their faces and I didn't know when mine etched into a smile also. I felt at ease now that the truth about the whole matter was out and right now, I didn't have anything to worry about. I am their mate and it's right for me to be their Luna and moreover, I also am aware about how much they love me. And I especially wouldn't deny the looks that Duke gives me or the way Richmond looks at me like I am his forever person including Nate who has shown how important I am to him by making the dishes, taking care of me and of course the love that I see in his eyes when they land on me. "And what is the love of my life thinking about?" A shudder passed through me, and I l
DUKE I pressed my knuckles together, and a satisfying crack filled the air as I sighed in relief. Looking at what I had typed on my system, I felt satisfied with the results. I have been making arrangements for Precious' Luna coronation and to say it's not tiring then I would be a liar. I got up from my seat and drew the chair backwards and I switched off my system as a yawn of tiredness escaped my mouth. Yes tiredness and maybe hunger too. Precious had come to give me lunch after I missed breakfast but I insisted on getting my work done before having anything to do with food. With the way my tummy is growling right now, I regretted my harsh decision earlier. I felt my tummy rumble again and I immediately put a hand to it, trying to soothe its hunger. I walked around the room that I shared with my brothers before going over to the bed and sat down. Erase. Fell on it. The soft feel of the mattress did well to soothe my aching back and I let my head fall to my left side, my eyes c
PRECIOUS After I checked the fruits in the fridge, I grabbed a tray and piled it up with assorted fruits, two bunches of banana, eight apples, strawberries and raspberries. I placed the tray on the kitchen counter before I went over to the gas burner and boiled water for tea. "Gladys, get me that milk and Milo tin on the top side of the cupboard," I shouted as I watched the water boil. I went to the sink and a maid who was washing the dishes excused herself to give me space to do my business. After washing three cups and rinsing them I went back to my kettle to find the water boiling. Gladys had kept the things I requested on the counter so I made them for us. I placed the three cups on the tray but seeing they were likely going to be uncomfortable there, I took them out. "Get me another tray Gladys," I instructed. She bowed. "Yes, ma'am." "I won't repeat it again. Address me by my name," i rolled my eyes and she looked her eyes down and bowed her head again. "Yes, ma'am, oh
PRECIOUS I was still giggling when I saw Nate. He was bent on, his hands fastening his shoe laces, with his back facing me. He was dressed in a beige shirt and charcoal trousers, each piece tailored to perfection, highlighting his lean physique. The sunlight gently kissed his hair, casting a warm, golden halo around him. As he straightened up and turned around, his eyes met mine, and in that moment, time seemed to stand still. His smile, oh, his smile could light up the darkest corners of my soul. His eyes held a twinkle, a mixture of mischief and tenderness that made my heart skip a beat. With a playful wink, he approached, his steps confident and purposeful. As he reached out to hold my hand, I felt an overwhelming sense of warmth and belonging. "Nate," I whispered, my voice barely audible as he pulled me into an embrace. His rich manly scent missed with cologne filled my nostrils and I inhaled deeply, enjoying the moment. He lifted up my face with his left hand, eyes filled w
"Spill," he said, sitting up on the ground as he tried to regain his strength by filling up oxygen into his already depleted body."You will promise to return every penny you and your family owe Beatrice."Lionel stared at him in a flabbergasted manner for a while. He would never have thought that he would ask him something like this. He knew refusing was going to cost him a lot, and he was no fool to bet properties to that of his sister's life or probably his too.But there’s no way he was going to fulfill that part of his promise. Even Francis was aware of this fact as well, which was why he had a backup plan."Deal," he said, getting up from the ground and extending a hand for a handshake. But Francis looked at it as though it was infected by leprosy.Biting back his words, Lionel lowered his hand to his side."Take me to where you hid my girl." Lionel heard the possessiveness in his tone and he couldn't help but wonder what sort of relationship he had with his stepsister. The thou
Lionel's body stiffened at the coldness in the voice of the stranger with his sister's phone. His hold on the phone suddenly became strong, as though he was going to smash it into little chalk flakes.He swore under his breath to deal with whoever was toying with his family. That person was causing his mom and sister to be afraid of him, and he did not like that. He was the son of a very prominent man, and he wouldn't let someone bully him just like that."Where do I find you?" He grounded out the words in anger. Anger consumed him, but he knew he needed to stay calm if he wanted to see his precious little sister again.Francis, on the other side, chuckled slightly but remained quiet for a moment. He was considering playing a little game with the family, but at the same time, he was weighing whether or not they were worth his time.He had wasted his precious little time trying to save the princess in distress, but he had not found her yet."You are wasting my time!" Lionel fired angri
Francis dragged the unconscious body of Violet out of his room and led her towards his car. He unlocked his car and laid her on the back seat before cleaning his bloodied hands on the space on her dress that was without blood.He sat behind the wheel before driving towards her residence.Flashback,After her blunt refusal to tell him where she kept Beatrice, he sliced the knife on her neck, and her blood spilled out of her, staining both herself and him before dripping on the floor.A loud yelp left her mouth when the pain shot through her spine. Her eyes trained on the floor, they widened in disbelief as she stared at her own blood flowing into a puddle on the floor.She raised her elbow and hit him, and the knife in his hand fell down, but he didn't let her take it as his hold on her body tightened. Francis pushed a finger into the hole he created on her body, and she cried out in pain.Using his left hand, he grabbed her two hands and wrung them together as his teeth clanged togeth
Silent but hot tears flowed down her face as the echo resounded in her ears. She was not ready to meet her mother any time soon, and she couldn't think of ways to get out of the dungeon she was in.Her head started hurting, and she knew it was due to the numerous times she had hit her head on the floor. Placing her hands on her head, Beatrice massaged it.There was no hope left in her. The only hope she had was taken away from her when the message she sent to Mr. Francis was deleted.Tears of sorrow poured down her face continuously, her heartbeat increasing by the minute, fear clutching her heart, and her mind flying in so many places."What do I do now? How do I get out of here?" she asked no one in particular. The only thing that met her was silence and the eeriness she felt in the godforsaken place.No one had come to see her since she was left here. She had planned on begging them again when they came to check on her, and it's been hours already since she heard that sound.The on
“Who are you and what the hell do you want from me?” she said through gritted teeth, her tone cold, which made her appear dangerous for her age. Francis tipped his head backward, his eyes appraising her from head to toe. He found her demeanor amusing, and a chuckle escaped his mouth. His continued silence in response to her questions infuriated her, and she clenched her fists as her chest heaved up and down. “Why are you laughing? Do I look funny to you?” Violet snapped. She walked up to him, standing just a few feet away, her eyes boring into his, and she stomped her foot impatiently. “I demand answers!” Francis's chuckle intensified. “You really are a funny, dumb girl. I can see that.” His expression changed abruptly from a smile to a hardened glare, his jaw grinding. He reached out and grabbed her by the hair, causing her face to contort in pain, a hurt whimper escaping her lips. Violet winced as he continued to yank her hair as if pulling out a weed from the soil. “What the
It was then that she heard hushed voices that she instantly recognized as belonging to her stepmother and two sisters. Sweat poured down her body, sticking her to the light material she was wearing when something caught her ears. “So you are saying that you killed that witch mom?” A hushed, happy voice of a girl rang out, and Beatrice, who recognized it as Chloe's, shuddered again. Her heart was beating wildly, and she covered her mouth with her hand to stop herself from screaming, thereby alerting them that someone was around. Tears poured out of her eyes, but she blinked them away and walked closer to the door, her body shaking uncontrollably. Beatrice took out her mobile phone from her bag, immediately put it on record, and held it closer to the door. “Yes, I killed the bitch, and I'm happy that I took the initiative to do that,” Beatrice's stepmother said in a proud tone, making Beatrice feel like slapping her from where she stood. “I would have loved it more if you had killed
Beatrice parked her car in front of the mansion she had always seen as a home before her stepmother and her three children changed things for her. She took a deep breath and moved a finger to her forehead before massaging it with a frown on her face. This was the first time she was returning home after being kicked out, and it was all due to Duke, the guy she met some time ago at the Wild Night club when she had gone there to distract herself from her problems, and she was glad she did. Taking her cellphone out of the miniature bag she carried, she dialed the number of the man who was helping her regain her parents' properties. "Good morning, sir. I'm at the residence right now. I just wanted to let you know I will be inside the building in a few minutes." Her voice sounded crisp, yet she tried hard to collect herself. "Alright, but please record every conversation for me. It will be required in court," Mr. Francis, the man Duke introduced to her to help her get back all her rights
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PRECIOUS Duke covered my eyes with his hands, gently leading me to god knows where. Inhaling and exhaling divine air, I swallowed back my question, which I had asked for the hundredth times already. He was hell bent on not telling me or giving me as much of a hint of where he was taking me to. I could hear Richmond's chuckles behind us, but I said nothing and let Duke take me where he wanted. After all, I trusted him well enough to know this wasn't a small surprise. “Be careful of my old feet, honey.” I whispered, pulling my lower lip in between my mouth. “Not too old for my hands not to be able to massage them, prishy baby.” A tint of color made its way to my face, and I thanked the goddess that they were behind me, or else I would be teased until tomorrow. I still don't understand how I can still blush around them. It's been fifteen years already, yet I have not outgrown this attraction between us. Sparks still fly whenever we touch, and not a day passes without me thanking t