Lydia Little girl? Did this girl just call me a little girl? I wondered internally, trying as much as I could to keep a straight face, even though I knew that these girls were about to get on my nerves. “I'm assuming that you're both my roommates, so allow me to introduce myself properly. My name's Lydia Evans and I work here as the Alpha's newest chef. It doesn't seem to me like you're interested in making new friends, so I'm not going to ask us to get along. Let's just try as much as we can not to offend each other and I think things would be able to run smoothly if we can keep to that,” I said, speaking as calmly and as maturely as I could. The last thing I wanted was to get into a fight with either one of these girls on my first day here because I need to make sure that I don't give the alpha any excuse to throw me into prison again. I also don't think that I'm in the mental state to keep calm, so I had to control myself and avoid getting upset with them because I'm not sure
Nicholas “I can assure you, Liam, that girl is not a normal person, and I'm confident that there's an ulterior motive that she has,” I confidently said to Liam, who for some reason is so confident that Lydia was a good person and that she was harmless. I certainly couldn't understand his reasons for trusting her so blindly, even if there were so many things that just didn't make sense about her. “At this point, if I'm being honest with you Nicholas, you're starting to sound almost obsessed with her and the sooner you realize that you can't convince me that she's a bad person, the better it's going to be for both of us,” he responded, and I couldn't believe him. “You're not even trying to think things through, Liam. That girl is not as innocent and as timid as she's trying to portray herself to be and you, as the idiot that you are, are refusing to see her for what she is. She's a snake and I can bet on everything, but there's something fishy going on with her,” I retorted. The o
Lydia I was trying very hard to maintain my cool and keep myself out of trouble, but it was getting very difficult to deal with the constant harassment from these women. I still couldn't believe those women who were older than me, and we're supposed to be mature and sensible are so busy being the opposite of what I expected of them. It turned out that my roommates were right about the older workers being obsessed with hierarchy, and I can't even begin to explain how insistent they've been about wanting me to show them respect. Normally, I would have just given them what they wanted and showed them the respect they were craving so eagerly, but for some reason, I couldn't even fake the respect because of how obnoxious and disgusting their attitude was. I ended up finding out that my roommates, Emily and Tanya, weren't even the worst of them all. In fact, it turned out that the biggest of the ridiculous bullies was about Martha's age, and just like Martha was the head chef for th
Third-Person Pov “Breath in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out,” Lydia muttered under her breath as she waited for the guards to allow her into the space of the palace that belonged to the Alpha. Normally, the alpha doesn't just allow anyone to come into his space, since he was very particular about the servants never crossing their boundaries. But for some reason, Lydia was specifically informed to serve the alpha his meal personally, so now, she had no other choice but to go along with his instructions and meet him. She would be lying to herself if she said she wasn't nervous because the last time they spoke, she had done something completely unreasonable, and she was afraid that there was a chance that he was calling her to him because he had something planned for her. Another reason she was nervous was because, this was the first time she cooked for him since she arrived and the fact that she had to be there with him while he was tasting her meal, made her all the more ner
Lydia I was struggling to catch my breath when Nicholas finally pulled away from the kiss. I had expected him to pull away much sooner but surprisingly, our kiss kept getting more and more intense and for a split second, I almost thought that we were going to go further. I wouldn't say that I wasn't disappointed that we didn't go for the but then if we had, that would mean getting him to accept me wasn't as difficult as expected and if there's one thing I enjoyed more than anything, it was a challenge. I could tell by the look in his eyes that he was regretting it, which means that he would most likely take his anger out on me, and I had to be prepared for the worst. “You really have no fear, don't you?” he spoke up, staring back at me with a strange expression. I was expecting him to be furious with me and I wouldn't have been too surprised if he had summoned the guards to arrest me, but his expression didn't seem anything like what I expected. Strangely, he looked more relaxed
Third Person Pov “Have you found out what the alpha has been up to in the past few weeks?” Henrietta, Nicholas's stepmother and former Luna, asked.She had been restless for a while now because she didn't have anyone directly spying on her stepson and because of that reason, it was getting much more difficult for her to keep tabs on him. She knew that he couldn't be trusted, and she had to make sure that he didn't do anything that would end up ruining her plans. “According to what I heard, there hasn't really been anything different with him besides the rumors of his sudden interest in his new cook,” Kelly, who was one of the cleaners in the palace, answered. Kelly had been working in the palace for about a year, and she was considered as one of the most irrelevant people that worked at the palace. She was mostly always bullied by her senior colleagues because of her timid nature and her lack of presence. What they didn't know was that, her attitude was only a facade so that she co
Third Person Pov“Is it true that you used to work in a whore house?” Nicholas asked with an unreadable expression on his face, and Lydia deadpanned. His sudden question was so surprising to her that she didn't even realize it when she choked on her food. She didn't remember anybody ever asking her such a question, and if there was one thing she didn't like to talk about, it had to be this topic that she had worked so hard to bury. Nicholas could tell that Lydia was uncomfortable with his question, but he had no intentions of backing down. Pedro had gotten back to him with the background check on Lydia, and he found out that despite how fragile and weak-minded Lydia seemed, her life had been the farthest thing from being fragile. According to the report, Lydia's father had died even before she was born, and her mother died only a few years after. Her grandmother had raised her to a certain age before passing away, and Lydia had to survive on her own from there, with no family to su
Third Person Pov Lydia waited patiently for the guards to let her in, even though she was slowly getting upset by the fact that they were delaying her. She had already been given a designated time to deliver the alpha's meals and at the moment, she was already about half an hour late to deliver his breakfast. Usually, he would send out a message thirty minutes beforehand to inform her whether he was going to be having breakfast or not, but she hadn't heard anything from him, so she simply assumed that he wasn't ready and waited until thirty minutes after. “You may go in now,” one of the guards said, and Lydia almost growled at them for delaying her unnecessarily. She arrived at the alpha's place, a place that she was getting very used to. She proceeded to arrange his meal on the table before calling out for him and after she was done, she calmly called out his name so that he would know that she was around. “Your breakfast is here, Sir,” she informed like she typically did but u
Lydia As the anticipation swirled around me, I paced back and forth in my private dressing room, my heart fluttering like a bird trapped in a cage. The grand ceremony was about to commence, marking not only the union between Nicholas and me but also my ascension as the new Luna of the Pack. Excitement and nerves danced the tango within me, creating a whirlwind of emotions.To quell my restless energy, I reached for a glass of water and took a sip, the cool liquid soothing my parched throat. But no matter how much I drank, my nervousness persisted. I continued my pacing, back and forth, back and forth, willing myself to find a semblance of calm.Just as I was beginning to lose myself in the rhythmic motion, a gentle knock on the door startled me from my thoughts. I hurriedly composed myself and called out, "Come in."The door creaked open, and Amara, the Beta female, and a dear friend, entered the room. I wanted to rush to help her in but knowing how she was and she preferred to re
Third Person Pov A Month Later… Lydia's eyes fluttered open, the first rays of dawn streaming through the curtains and casting a soft glow in her room. She stretched her limbs, relishing in the warmth of her bed for a few moments longer before slowly sitting up. As she sat up, the weight of her new role as the Luna of the Pack settled upon her, and she was immediately hit with a mix of joy and uncertainty.For the first ten minutes, Lydia found herself lost in thought as she gazed out of her bedroom window. The view of the sprawling forest beyond the palace grounds never failed to captivate her, offering a sense of solace amidst the whirlwind of emotions she now faced. She still couldn't fathom the fact that in just a few days, she would be crowned officially as the new Luna, standing by Nicholas's side as his mate and partner.Everything had changed since Nicholas's return, and sometimes Lydia struggled to keep up with the rapid shifts in her life. Yet, a sense of profound hap
Third Person Pov Henrietta paced restlessly in her opulent room, her anger smoldering like a hidden flame. The realization that Nicholas, the stepson she had tried so hard to eliminate, had returned from the dead, killed her lifelong partner, and now held her captive, gnawed at her insides. It was inconceivable, a twisted nightmare that had somehow materialized into reality.She glanced around her luxurious surroundings, a stark contrast to the bitterness that seethed within her. The walls seemed to close in, suffocating her, as the weight of her actions bore down upon her, leaving her in total disbelief.She had foolishly allowed herself to believe that she had successfully gotten rid of Nicholas from her life, but fate had other plans in store which made her even angrier. Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp knock on the door, and Priscilla burst into the room, her eyes ablaze with fury. The air crackled with tension as mother and daughter locked eyes."You lying fraud!" Pri
Nicholas I hurriedly walked down the prison hallway, trying to get to Lydia as quickly as possible and see how she was doing. Every step I took felt heavy with anticipation and I also couldn’t help the guilt I felt as I got closer to seeing her again. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had failed her by taking so much time and letting her remain locked for so long. I didn’t even want to imagine how tired and frustrated she must be feeling right now and seeing how I haven’t been able to reach other to her via mindlink or get a feel of her emotions, it could only mean she was too weak to receive my attempt to talk or, she could have blocked me from reaching her. After what felt like forever, I finally arrived in front of the cell she was locked in and as soon as I did, I sensed that her presence was fragile. "Unlock the cell," I instructed the guard, mentally preparing myself to have every one of them fired for disrespecting my mate. The guard seemed a little surprised to see
Third Person PovIt was a dark, moonless night when Henrietta slipped out of her chambers in plain clothes and with a small bag slung over her shoulder.As much as she had always tried to act nonchalant and unbothered by Gerald and whatever he was up to, Gerald was the one person besides her daughter, Priscilla, that she couldn't live without. And because she hadn't heard anything from him in a while, which was unusual, she believed she needed to go see him for herself and put her uneasy feeling at ease.As she made her way out of the palace, she attempted to go through the secret passage to avoid coming across any guards who would find her attempt to sneak out at night suspicious. However, when she arrived at the passage, she was shocked to see two guards in front of it. She was certain they weren't assigned to guard the passageway because to the best of her knowledge and with how long she had been using the passageway as her getaway route, she had always believed that no one, not e
Third Person Pov Henrietta had not been able to get over the fact that she hadn't heard from Gerald in almost two days, despite the fact that they had agreed to meet up yesterday and figure out how to, without evidence, announce to the general public that Nicholas had passed and use it as a chance to coronate Priscilla as the next Alpha.She had tried reaching him through several means and even sent her men to visit but according to them, no one had seen Gerald the last few days and since his guards weren't allowed into his house without permission, they couldn't confirm if he was home or out. She tried not to think that anything bad could have happened to him but for some reason, she wasn't having a very good feeling about his sudden absence especially because she knew that Gerald would never suddenly disappear at such an important moment. "What is it, Mother?" Priscilla asked as she walked in, distracting Henrietta from her thoughts. "What do you mean?" Henrietta replied, not e
Third Person Pov Amara clutched her walking stick firmly as she moved across the complex halls of the palace. She had never walked through the palace's opulent halls before, and it was daunting, considering the fact that she was blind and also considering the fact that she disliked the mere thought of being here and being seen. Still, she was determined to visit her friend Lydia, who had been imprisoned unjustly for over a week now, and bring her some food and water since she doubted that the guards would feed her proper food. Amara’s heightened senses were her only guide as she made her way down the long and winding corridors of the palace. She relied on her super-sensitive hearing, touch, and smell to navigate her way to the prison area without being seen by anyone.She already had a backup plan just in case she'd get caught but she preferred not to be seen by anyone at all to avoid her worst nightmare coming to light. The unfamiliar surroundings were a challenge even for her
Third Person Pov Nicholas glared down at Gerald's almost lifeless body, his eyes reflecting a mix of emotions, including anger, hatred, and a strange sense of satisfaction. The man lying in front of him was also one of the people responsible for what led to his mother getting killed unjustly and the pain and frustration that Gerald, with the aid of Henrietta, had caused him over the years was something that Nicholas had never for one second forgotten. Seeing Gerald lying there, in his own pool of blood, cold and on the verge of dying, gave him a sense of partial closure that he didn't know he needed, and as demented as it may sound, he was ecstatic that he got to kill Gerald himself and watch him die a painful death. Gerald was barely breathing, and from the blood that kept pouring out of his mouth, it was clear to Nicholas that time was running out and that Gerald would be a thing of the past in only a few seconds. Gerald knew Nicholas was staring down at him and despite finding
Nicholas's Pov I moved stealthily over the fence surrounding Gerald's house which was located far into town and away from most houses in town. One would think a wealthy and corrupt thief like Gerald would have his house located near the palace since he was so obsessed with the place, but surprisingly, after I kicked him out, he chose to buy himself a house that was very far away from the palace. Of course, I knew he probably only did it to follow Henrietta's instruction cause I'm pretty sure she wouldn't have agreed for her lover to buy a house in a place that was too close to hers, where they could easily be seen by others. The night sky was already pretty dark, and fortunately for me, the guards at the main gate were seemingly occupied with something else, so neither of them heard any sound from my direction.I expected Gerald, knowing how paranoid he was, to have his house swamped with guards but, to my surprise, the place was not as heavily guarded as I had anticipated. Befor