If anyone thought Jenna was bad, her mother was the one pulling all the strings.“I thought I asked you to get rid of her; want to tell me why she’s in our private suites?” Her mother asked through her teeth.Jenna swallowed and continued to stare her mother in the eyes.“Perhaps you should ask your
Carol’s POVI walked out of the bathroom; I was dressed for training in a workout tank top and a pair of yoga pants. I towel-dried my hair which was still wet from my morning shower before throwing the towel in the hamper.My phone was plugged into the charger on my nightstand and when it flashed to
My body was feeling incredibly heavy, and my breathing turned manual. It was as if I couldn’t control my body functions any longer and I had to work extra hard to make it work properly. I lifted my head, though it took everything I had in me to make that happen and I stared at the cup on the coffee
Aiden’s POV“Welcome back to the Capitol Alpha Aiden,” one of the King’s warriors said as he bowed in respect the second I got off the plane.I didn’t have the patience for casualties; my main focus was to get to the manor and see my mate. I had a nasty feeling that something was wrong, and I was it
“Where is she?” I asked.I could definitely find her on my own if I wanted to, but I would tear this entire manor apart if I were to wander around here by myself.“She’s in her suite,” Alice stammered. “I’ll take you to her.”I nodded, my body stiff as I walked behind Alice and up the grand staircas
Carol’s POV“Carol, wake up my daughter,” a soft and musical voice spoke to me through the light breeze that caressed my features.I stirred in my sleep, feeling groggy but oddly awake. When I opened my eyes, I saw that was staring up at the night sky. A woman stood over me with long blonde hair tha
“You are way greater than you give yourself credit for, Carol,” the Goddess told me softly. “You have a bigger purpose, as does your mate. Soon, your destinies will find you both.”“Our destinies?” I asked, my brows furrowed together. “I don’t understand. What are our destinies?”She smiled and put
Carol’s POV“The baby is okay, Miss Carol,” a new voice said from the other side of the room.A man in a long white trench coat walked across the room and towards me; he was an older gentleman with a kind face and warm brown eyes. He had a smile on his lips and held a clipboard firmly in his hands.