Kylian's POV "Well, I don’t know. You still haven’t done it yet. What are you so afraid of?" I could hear the edge in Della's voice through the phone. She sounded so def up with me that I couldn’t deny it no matter what excuses I made, and my heart pounded in my chest as the reality set in. If I c
"You’ve sent someone to tidy up my bedroom? I don’t want any Omega’s filthy paws on my bed!" I ordered. "Of course, Alpha. Unfortunately, Miss Della was responsible for the upkeep of your bedrooms well. We’ve had no choice but to pass her duties to a slave in training. As you can probably imagine,
Della's POV "Della! You're finally back!" Fae’s excited squeals weren’t particularly pleasant as her high-pitched voice grated against my eardrums, but I was still overjoyed to see her again. She was the daughter of my father’s Beta and a beloved childhood friend. Over the years I had left, she ha
"Princess Della, I bring a gift from Young Master Jackson, a sapphire necklace that he specially prepared for you. They call this gem ‘The Heart of the Ocean’," The maid said. I graciously picked up the necklace from the velvet tray that the maid held out to me. As soon as it was in my hands, I hea
"Della! Oh, how I’ve missed you so much!" I had only just bid farewell to the strange man who had extended his hand to me when I heard Fae calling out well before I saw her. As I began walking toward the banquet hall, I could finally see her in the distance, her red hair bouncing amidst the crowd.
His fiancée? It wasn't until I heard Margot mention her that I noticed Flora standing beside me. She wore an understated white dress paired with a light blush that brought some life back to her spritely face. The makeup did a wonderful job of concealing whatever tragedies she claimed to have suffer
"Oh, stop it already! As if I’d waste any breath explaining myself to you! You don’t even deserve to know who I am," Fae shot back, standing confidently with her hands on her hips. "Scream all you want, you ugly bitch! No one here will help you!" Unable to hide her childish streak, Fae stuck out he
Upon speaking, Jackson silenced the foyer in a matter of seconds. Much of the crowd’s gossip was reduced to murmurs and those closer to us shifted uncomfortably. Among what was being spoken, I could vaguely pick up on a few words—my name, “mistress”, and “affair”, to name a few. I believe my broth