Meredith’s POV“You have to eat something, Meredith,” Roman tells me. We are both in my room, or should I say Jamie’s visitor room? It is where I have been staying for the past thirty hours since we arrived in Nuvia. The kings stayed in his living room because there was only one room Jamie had to lend out. There was space for one more of them beside me on the bed, but neither of them wanted to share a bed with me, especially at a moment like this. Actually, let me rephrase that: they all wanted to share a bed with me but didn’t want to upset the other two.None of us are in the right state of mind for conflict. Especially with this whole Saul finding his mate issue. Since he left my room last night, I haven’t caught sight of him. He most likely went to find that mate of his. I do not know why, but that angered me so much, but there was nothing I could do about it. It is not fair to keep him for myself when Roman still has full access to me.I shouldn’t even be harboring these feelin
Saul's POV She was a leader.I could tell from how she spoke to her colleagues and gave commands. She did so with assertiveness and a cool, dominating authority. She never shouted.She kept her voice low, but even I could feel the weight of her order. You wouldn't dare defy her. Even though I feared to defy her, I guess that is why I haven't moved an inch from behind this tree. But there is something else she is missing. There is something in her that I am looking for but can't seem to find. That warmth and compassion weren't there.I suppose one of the reasons I am having trouble moving from this spot is coming to terms with the fact that this woman wasn't Meredith. She never will.Just look at me, the great Alpha Saul Kaval, hiding behind a tree because he is too scared to speak to a woman. I am so glad the others weren't here to witness this, especially after they watched me run away like some coward. I know that I will have to move at some point. I can't stay hidden behind t
Meredith’s POVThe air is quite heavy; everywhere I turned, the thick scent of smoke, sweat, and blood was there. It followed me everywhere like a damn plague. Just breathing felt like such great labor.As I walked through the bungalows, shops, and kiosks, I could feel eyes drilling into every part of my body. Some belonged to my people; others belonged to members of the moon vultures. They were all watching me with disgust and resentment.I couldn’t care less about the moon vultures, but having to witness my people look at me like that... it saddened my heart greatly. The women worked in the local markets, and I could not help but notice that most of them had a member of the vulture by their side. They were all being watched while they worked. That is when I realized that the women had beads of sweat trickling down their foreheads, even though it was nearly sixteen degrees out here.Why the hell are these damn vultures everywhere?My jaw clenches. I wish I could just round them up a
Caelen’s POVGood Lord, the air is suffocating in here.The tension in the room was maddening. The silence was deafening, and I don’t think I have been in a room filled with so much awkwardness before. I just stepped out to buy a few ingredients to make rice and sauce for dinner tonight. When I came home, there was no one around.They all just couldn’t stay put for two damn minutes.I decided to let everyone be and start cooking. It has been a while since I realized my talents in the kitchen. Ever since I became an alpha with so many responsibilities and so many servants to do my bidding, I never thought of it.But now, seeing as we are far from home with little to no servants, I think it would be the best way to keep myself busy. And besides, cooking was once a stress reliever for me. I am glad that it still is.I was just adding the last few ingredients to the sauce when Roman returned. He didn’t have to take a look around to know that Meredith wasn’t home. “Where is she?” he asked
Meredith’s POVA graveyard.Caelen brought me to a freaking graveyard.Was he trying to make me feel worse than I already do? My feet come to a halt at the gate of the home of the dead. Caelen notices that I am no longer following him and stops as well. He spins on his heel and lifts a single brow.“What is all this? Where are you taking me?” I demand, and he offers me a soft smile. It feels strange seeing him look at me with so much gentleness and kindness. Usually, he always looked at me like a predator would their prey. He always looked at me like I was a meal ready to be devoured by a man starved for days.But this time there was an unfamiliar emotion in his honey brown eyes. Compassion.He outstretches his hand for me to take and asks, “Do you trust me?”What a question that was. If this were to be Roman or Saul, I would have said yes in a heartbeat. The bond I shared with those men was like none before. I wasn’t exactly close to Caelen, especially since our time back at the pa
Meredith’s POVAs soon as my eyelids peeled apart this morning. I hopped out of bed. I grabbed the closest and easiest to wear clothing and headed out of Jamie’s place.Now I had no idea where it was that I was going, but all I knew was that I couldn’t just lay in bed all day waiting for my people to magically love me again. I had to do something, and I had to do something now.My footsteps were as silent as possible as I made my way down the stairs. In the living room, my eyes fell on all three Kings sleeping peacefully on the sofas. The first person my eyes fell on was Roman.He had a crease between his brows, and the corners of his lips were tilted downward. Whatever dream he was having, it didn’t seem like a pleasant one. My heart felt strange seeing him lay so uncomfortably on the sofa. He was my mate and had every right to share the bed with me, but things just had to be complicated, didn’t they?My eyes shifted to Saul. He was neither frowning nor smiling; he just slept peacef
Meredith’s POVOkay, maybe this was a bad idea.I do not know why, but I expected Cassius to be a man in his early twenties with a gruff voice, beards, and protruding muscles. But that was far from the description of the man standing before me. He was tall, very tall. No doubt seven feet. He was built—incredibly built. Every part of his body was covered in muscles. He had to be in his late thirties, and the cruelty in his eyes was evident. His hair was black, probably as black as his heart. The lines on his face show that he hasn’t smiled in years, probably decades. And no, I am not exaggerating. I could tell that he has brought about much suffering to anyone that has crossed him. So, this is Cassius, the vulture's strongest soldier.I looked like a child compared to him. This wasn’t going to be a fair fight, was it? Something about this scene reminds me of the story of David and Goliath.No wonder that man preferred to be detained rather than face this beast. But I can’t go back
Saul's POV This was bad. This was very bad.Why the hell were these women so hot-tempered? It's like they just wanted an excuse to beat each other up.Audrey takes a step forward, and my hand lunges out to grab her. Her eyes burn with fury; if I wasn't used to Roman's uncontrollable temper, I would almost be frightened. “Don't you dare try to stop me,” she seethes, but my grip on her doesn't loosen. “You do not want to fight her,” I said through gritted teeth.Her perfectly arched brow hikes, and there was a silent challenge in her eyes. “Why? You think I can't beat her?”At this point all eyes were on us, including Meredith's. The air was terribly silent as everyone watched Audrey and I bicker amongst ourselves. “No, that's not it.” I say, and she tugs at her wrist for me to release her, but I don't. For a moment, Audrey pauses and tilts her head to the side. “Ah, I get it now. You know that I am capable of besting her. That is why you are scared.”My jaw clenches, and I don't