SIMONE .
My hands became shaky, and tears brewed up in my eyes. I refused to believe what fate had in store for me. The reality became way too harsh to handle, and I swallowed hard. My heart was racing in my chest while my eyes remained pinned on the text message on the phone. “I'm pregnant. Let's meet at the usual spot. We have a lot to plan away from your barren mate, of course.” The text read, my heart shattering into a thousand pieces while my eyes glanced over the contents repeatedly. I always knew something was wrong. It's been through my marriage to Marcel; the first two years were blissful, but then he became cold. I'm in my third year, and I wasn't sure what had caused it. I believed it was one of the burdens that came with being alpha. He had spent a few nights out for several months still keeping things away from me. I didn't question his reasons; he was alpha, and more still, I knew my marriage to him had begun teetering at the edge. I couldn't bear to lose him, so I kept to myself, hoping things would change. But I was wrong—what a bloody fool I had been! Just like one of his many nights, he got several texts, then a call, and he stormed off into the bathroom. I wasn't the type to go snooping around, but I couldn't handle any more of him sneaking around. “What the hell are you doing?” Marcel asked, jerking off the phone from my clasps. With each movement, my world was torn apart and plunged into darkness. My entire existence had been a lie; my marriage was a failure. “You've been having an affair?” I asked, the words heavy against my lips. I quivered with fear, not daring to get on his nerves. “So what if I am? It has nothing to do with you being barren.” Having said those words, he wriggled into his clothes and walked past me, drawing a long hiss. My knees gave in, and I fell harshly against the floor. The coolness on the tiled floor seeped into me, coupled with my pains. I remained on the spot, bawling my eyes. He had an affair; I had done all I could to make the relationship work. While I headed out the door, I grabbed my keys and stood to my feet, tears streaking down my eyes. Every pair of eyes remained pinned to mine, but I didn't care anymore. I was done acting like everything was fine, Marcel, and i. fell in love at a young age. I got married just like we planned and hoped for a happily ever after, but I never got a chance to get mine. Here she was, some strange lady pregnant for him. My heart skipped many beats with the haste I took to my feet. I wasn't sure how to handle my life anymore. I was ruined. I needed solace. The only way I could get it was from my sister. She saw it coming, warned me severally, I wished things could have changed, she always spoke sick of Marcel, and I believed she was jealous. Eleanor and I were adopted by our parents; the Alpha King had a mate who died mysteriously not long after getting pregnant; he swore not to get himself a new bride; both our mothers happened to have passed out; not soon after his mate had died, he took us in, and we remained each other's half best friends forever, sisters by bond, and yet not blood. Oh, my fate. A bloody one at that, she warned me I didn't listen. I ignited the engine in the car, I felt every hardened gaze pass in my eyes, and I flaunted my marriage in the eyes and ears of whoever cared to listen, that I got married to one of the richest and most powerful alphas in the werewolf clan I wasn't sure I could bear with it anymore; it was too much for me to handle. I ignited the engine in the car and drove out of the mansion, still feeling the pain. The memory played in my head: the pregnancy, calling me barren, meeting at their usual spot. I had been a fool, knowing nothing. I highlighted the car heading for the building as I staggered on my feet dejectedly towards my sister's entrance; the door had not been locked, and I was no stranger. I pushed it open, not bothering to knock. Drawing close to her, the tears kept falling in a continuous, heavy downpour. I was warned, she warned me, and my spirit was left in dismay for what to say. “Don't stop… I'm, yes, like that. There.. Harder!” Eleanor screamed, moaning like her life depended on it. I stopped midway on the stairs; she never spoke to me about having a man or being in a relationship. What in bloody hell was going on? Filled with desperation, pain, and curiosity, I drew closer towards the door. I heard it louder now—the slamming of two bodies! “Uhhghhj fuck.” The grunts immersed, coupled with eleanors moans, the door was opened, clothes littered soon to the floor from the emtrace, it seemed like it had been a rush, the door was opened, ajar, but my eyes lingered on the blue shorts. It had been the same that Marcel had worn out of the house. It wasn't possible. It couldn't be. I pushed forward. and there he was. From the back, I recognised him. He had already begun pumping into Eleanor, thrusting into her with all his might. “Fuck, I'm cumin," he snapped, pulling out his cock hastily and holding a firm grip against it while his cum spilled onto Eleanor's face which had a satisfied look and a pleased smile etched on her lips.“Marcel?” As they both turned towards me, I called out, my voice shaky. Eleanor was startled, but Marcel had neither moved nor flinched a bit; he wasn't bothered, as I had seen. “You've been fucking my sister!” I yelled, This time, the pain was gone, and anger riled up within me.
SIMONE.“It's not so big of a deal. She rides better than you do!” Those were the first words that seeped through Marcel's lips.I glanced up, passing him a frown, hair to toe, my eyes lingering on the messy situation he was in at the moment, a hand against his cock and his cum still slipping off his palms.“You bloody lied to me, Valerie i trusted you with everything; you are my sister, and you've been fucking my mate.” I asked, still yelling, My heart squeezed in my chest, but after the pitiful act, I felt instant hatred towards them. I launched towards Eleanor, who remained mute but was thrown off my marcell.His cum stained hands grabbed forcefully onto my neck, and all I saw was bitterness and anger in his eyes. “Are you crazy? Do you want to harm the child?” He asked right on cue, and valerie parted her lips as if to speak but then hesitated."Did you get pregnant for him?" You are his mistress?” I asked again, and this time she stood to her feet, wrapped a thin sheet of linen
SIMONE.A heavy migraine coupled with the soreness between my thighs was the first feeling that reeled into me. I yawned lazily, pulling myself slowly from the bed.Panic struck me as my hand had brushed over something...hairlike. A loud gasp eased through my lips. Hastily, I blocked my mouth with my palms as a sudden realization dawned on me... I slept with someone, and it wasn't Marcel.I studied the man carefully; he was fast asleep, his thick brows complimenting his squared jaws and point noise, those plump lips of his...I really must have gone mad. Having such audacity to sleep and fantasize about a man that wasn't my husband...Husband,I was brought back to reality. I reached for my phone to see that I had gotten fourteen calls from my father and two from Marcel.“Crap!” I needed to meet with the king today. Slowly yet hastily, I wiggled into my clothes, grabbed my phone, and sprinted across the room towards the main entrance. My heart ached as I took a long and lasting glan
SIMONE.I was visibly shaking; cold sweats trickled down from my temples as he pulled away from me. I could see him grinning widely, yet I couldn't tell what was going on in that pretty head of his.“Have you two met before?” Marcel was quick to ask, and I saw how pissed off he was at the sight of the Lycan king and me kissing.“I don't answer to lowly miscreants like you; I came here for my bride, and I'll be leaving with her.” Giovanni responded curtly; his voice, gesture and words all demanded respect. Marcel had gone white from fear yet seemed to be so green from envy, gotten cut short by Giovanni's words.“My betta would have the alliance settled; I do not wish to spend a minute more in this pack... I'm leaving; it's nice meeting you all,“ he asserted again, turning on his feet while grabbing me by my arms and dragging me behind him.“Simone. Wait” Marcel yelled out after me. I stopped for a brief moment, turning to face him, my heart racing in my chest. He hesitated for a bit bu
GIOVANNI'S POV.Not once, twice, or thrice had she stolen secret glances at me. I smacked my lips together hungrily. The mere thought of being alone with her made andrelaline pump through my veine, she tensed up after all I had blurted out what came to my mind.The car pulled over, and a sigh eased across my lips as I helped her out of the car; slowly she set her palms into mine.“This is your home now, our new home.” I announced, gloating imwardly with an air of pride,her eyes sparkled with joy—or was it a reflection of being gone from the pack which had basically destroyed her?I grimmaced at the mere thought of it. Each one of them would pay; I'll make them regret setting a finger on her skin; every inch of her body belonged to me alone.“I need rest. We wouldn't stand here all day, would we?” She asked, trying to keep her sarcasm although I had seen her face turn red when I asked that she put me on a leash."Simone,” I called out to her, reaching for her hair and coiling my fing
SIMONE.Was he gone already?. I knew I was ungrateful, and I may have pushed further than I ought to, but I wouldn't make the same mistake twice. I needed him to understand that I wouldn't fall for his trick like I had with Marcel.That I wouldn't swoon after him, that I wouldn't foolishly put him as a first priority in hopes that with time he would love me, nor would I forget that I had no intentions to believe any word of affection that slid through his lips.Yet I couldn't thug this nagging feeling I got out of my belly; I slid into my flip-flops. Turning the doorknob before slowly peeking out. The corridors were well lit; I almost couldn't tell it was nighttime.His mansion was huge; I dared not go far, there were no maids around; I could get lost easily, but I didn't want to stay alone. I somehow craved his comfort.A loud screech eased through my lips as I flinched backwards, scared as fuck as I felt something brush on my skin.“It's just me.” His voice called out, I swallowed
GIOVANNI'S POV.“Stay away from me!” I retorted, pulling away from her lingering gaze.” Please Simone, not now..I can't I'll! Hurt you” I explained pushing further away .“You want me to have you on a leash, you promised to be my doh!” She snarled back, stopping !e grabbing me by the arms once again,Her touch melted down my spine and I felt so possessive about her, thankfully no one was home, or I would have gauged out any eyes that could see her at this moment.“Please princess, let me leave," I pleaded, but She pushed closer to me, pressing her lips against mine, her eyes staring directly into me.“I'm yours to claim, so go ahead, don't shy away from me Giovanni, I want you just as much as you want me.” She asserted making a town.“ but..”“I won't break, I'm quite strong.” She added in , I glanced at her, hair to toe, grinning before shoving her into my arms, kissing her ,pure hunger engulfing me .She wrapped her arms firmly around my neck as I devoured her lips into mine, kissin
SIMONES POV.Sudden panic engulfed me as soon as I split my orbs; my bed was empty; he wasn't in... He was gone.Memories of the previous occurrences flashed through my orbs. I felt foolish for giving myself away to him so easily, even after making a note not to be swooned. I trailed my hands over the bite mark lingering on my neck. He marked asked me,He fucking marked me, and he left.“My lady, I'm coming. A feminine voice called out the door pushed open on cue as a maid made her way in, looking quite happy she wouldn't stop stealing curious gazes at me as she placed the tray by my bed.“Your breakfast, milady, she offered. A wide smile stretched on her lips.“Giovanni? Where is he?” I enquired, my heart sinking in my chest.“He's at the garage; he's about to leave.”I stood to my feet, storming towards the door. Why was he leaving? Did he regret sleeping with me? He marked me; it must mean something, right?. Why on earth would he leave without saying a word to me?.“You can't leave
MARCELS POV.Pacing back and forth in the office, sweat trickled down my temples. I wanted to know why he was coming around, but I didn't want him here.“Alpha Marcel, he is here,” my beta Edmond asserted in haste, pushing open the doors.“You can leave now,” I ordered, curtly clearing my throat before relaxing back into the chair. Just as I expected, the door flung open, and Giovanni made his way in with a scowl on his face.“Why are you here on curt notice, aren't you busy being Lycan king?” I asked, not bothering to hide the bitterness of sarcasm in my words.“Isn't it right that I pay my in-laws a visit?“ He responded, a scoff quick to ease across my lips on hearing his response. Who was he fooling with such an irritating response?“The alpha king is away on business; I'm sorry to disappoint you, but its best you return before the day gets dark.” I asserted blindly once again, heading towards the door.“I'm be spending the night here; my men had been worn out from the drive." he
SIMONES POV.MY eyes fluttered open, and the first thing that came to me was Giovanni's beautiful eyes staring down at me. I fought hard to hold my smile in, but my joy knew no bounds. I felt butterflies in my tummy. I swallowed hard, a smile settling on my lips.I couldn't help it. Why was he so good to me? He had been very supportive these days; he had saved my life twice in a row, pampered me, showered me with love and attention; he had been the best so far. How on earth am I to miss that! He had been one of the best gifts and support the moon goddess had given off to me in a while.“Why are you smiling? You have this funny look in your eyes, you know; they keep twitching,” he teased. His voice was soft, and he gently used his fingers to poke gently at my nose.I didn't want to leave this moment; I really want things to remain like this forever, just the both of us, nothing else, no puns intended; this was all I wanted. A happy and fulfilled life with him, so why on earth are thing
TREVORS POV.“Get your fucking hands off me!” My screams wouldn't stop, and I felt more pain, thinking about my hot ass. I'm dragged away, giovanni! That bastard! He watched as he dragged me out of the pack. He seems to have waited for a day like this, and it was pissing me off the most.“Your highness,” a familiar voice called out behind me; it was my Beta. He stood between the guards and me, blocking them as they moved away from me.“I'll take it from here,” he ordered before walking me over to the corner, but it still doesn't seem like he was pleased to have watched all that happened.“I had looked for you only to see you driving past me; I couldn't stop you, so I had to take a cab and then a taxi, but the. I realized you were headed down here, so I followed behind. He explained. I nodded before leaning back into the chair. I ran my hands to my hair before laughing out loud. I wasn't certain how I was expected to handle the entire thing.“Where are we going?” I asked as soon as he
TREVORS POVThe door to the council hall pushed open hastily as my beta made his way hastily into the hall.“How dare you storm in without prior notice?” Elder james asked, and I rolled my eyes, knowing they were heavy on respect if they most likely would drag out the entire thing till it was out of control.“This is the council of elders zone is one of the most sacred places in a pack, and you dare make your way in without announcing,” elder Thomas asked, backing up his friend. I rolled my eyes once more before coughing aloud.I knew I needed to say something or they would all take turns at hurling insults at him.“He is my beta, isn't he? And I had sent him to an emergency job; I asked him to report to me, notwithstanding that now the reports must have come through." I lied; I could see frowns that had spread across their faces, but I had no interest in keeping up with anything they had to say.My beta made his way closer to me, leaned forward, and whispered into my ears,I rose to
TREVORS POV..“Sir, the bar would be closed in ten minutes, and I don't think you should be taking more wine; should we call a cab for you? The car would be kept safe till tomorrow,” he added.“An hour, keep it open for an hour more; I'll pay extra, and yes, serve me more wine, then leave; I'd like my privacy." I responded and belched in the process,The waiter nodded and saved me a new bottle of Scotch. He bowed and made his way back to his station. A smile settled on my lips, seeing how no one was around to bother me at the moment. I dropped off the butt of the cigarette into the ashtray before lighting up another one.A sigh eased through my lips as I gulped some contents of the glass cup.I wasn't prepared to return home; it was only going to put me in a more difficult situation, and so far I had no intentions of having myself wrapped up in bothersome issues.I relaxed back into the couch, letting all the pain go down my spine. I wasn't up for more pain in the process. Going back h
GIOVANNI'S POVSeeing her fast asleep made me feel like the happiest man alive. My heart was filled with joy to the brim. It was almost unbelievable that I had a woman like simone beneath my nose all along, and I had almost lost her due to my anger and jealousy.We've been doing good so far, both of us, working on our relationship to make things better, but poor simone; she is never given a break; it was always one trouble after another.I tucked in the fallen strands of her hair behind her ear; my gaze lingered on her lips a little while my fingers trailed around her nose.She mumbled in her sleep, scrunching up her nose before finally turning her back away from me. She looked really cute and beautiful, in a way that made me obsessed with her, but thinking of what those men had done made my skin crawl with goosebumps as my anger skyrocketed with every passing second. I didn't want anything like that happening; all I wanted was a little bit of rest. I saw how overwhelmed she was, and
SIMONES POV“Where am I going?” I asked, parting my lips slowly while Camellia held me by the side. How did I wake up while we took slow steps until I finally sank into a chair?We were no longer around the burial grounds or the greenhouse. I felt a splitting headache attack me.I kept, drawing on my breath. I didn't dare push open my eyes, scared that the pain might become unbearable for me. I wanted to flinch a bit.“Where am I? Where did you bring me?” I used it again, and she reached closer towards me.“I'll get to Giovanni for you,” she responded before standing on her feet. I tried to reach towards her, but I couldn't. I felt every muscle in my body numb. I felt myself get yanked into darkness as I pushed my eyes closed, shutting me out of my consciousness.I felt a sickening motion out of my belly as I opened my eyes. I immediately needed to come over. I groaned from pain and frustration. I raised my head only to be struck by a terrible migraine. My lips quivered as I tried push
CIARA'S POV.All through the night Trevor has not said a single word to me, a feast. I was scared and worried that he might have trailed behind me and saw what had transpired between the man and me, but after several hours it came to my realization that he was having a gruff attitude all because of simone, and thinking of it made me red with anger.?However, as soon as morning came, I expected him to try picking up several conversations with me, yet all came to no avail, and then I realized that nothing was worth it so far; I only needed to wait a bit longer to see how long he could keep the no conversation thing going on.Rolling my eyes, I watched as Trevor made his way into the car slowly and tucked himself into the seat. Finally, he raised his gaze to match mine; it was just about time he stopped the sassy attitude of his.“I would prefer you keep your distance away from me as of now; I have no intention to speak with you. I'm sure you can tell by now, so please don't embarrass y
CIARAS POV.My eyes lingered on the grave before me. Never have I felt so suffocated and frustrated; even in death, he was still pissing me off.“Fuck!” I screamed before kicking against the edgestone. I picked up the flowers before tossing them over to the floor in anger and stomping on them.They all made a ridicule of me; they all watched as she embarrassed me, and not even one person had stopped by to check on me or ask for my side of the story, but it seemed like they had enough time to go around putting flowers on the grave.“You couldn't help yourself, could you?” I yelled into thin air, hoping his ghost was somewhere around and could hear me.“You just had to pass down the pack to her; well, if anything happens to your daughter, it's your bloody fault! She should know better than taking what i want'' I screamed from frustration. I tossed the last strand of flowers that lay on the desk.I shrugged Slowly, a lot of thoughts settled into my mind while I turned away from the green
.CIARA.“What was that about?” Trevor asked, glaring wide-eyed at me. I swallowed hard before putting up with a frown.I went red from fury, jealousy, and pain; I could barely think; my mind was thrown into a haze; I had a lot on mMy mind at the moment; I needed to get back to simone for making such a great deal of embarrassment for me.“Tell me. What exactly are you up to?” Trevor asked again, grinning widely from ear to ear; it had not seemed like he was interested in anything to say to me other than yell.“You tried to murder her? What on earth is wrong with you; how could you do something like that?” Trevor asked again, and that was the most I could take; he was not only pissing me off; he had gotten on my nerves and was making me sick at the moment.“Talk to me; why on earth are you so mad at me? All because I tried to kill her? My only regret is that she isn't dead!” I snapped; Trevor seemed to have been taken aback by my words.Everyone but him understood how much I spited s