Meredith’s POVThe silence during the ride is really uncomfortable. Saul wouldn’t even look in my direction, and we've been driving for over ten minutes. We are being escorted by a convoy, but I still felt terribly alone despite being surrounded by so much security. The driver didn’t make a single sound; I couldn’t even hear his breathing. The same goes for Saul. He just sat by my side, typing away on his phone.I can’t take this anymore. This is all just too suffocating.“Saul...” I start, but he raises his hand to silence me. “No, not a word. I want silence,” he says coldly, and I frown. I do not know what gives me the confidence to place my hand on his and move even closer to him. But who am I kidding? This is Saul, who we are talking about here. He would never hurt me.I hope.He stops typing on his phone but still doesn’t look at me. So, I take it that I have gotten his attention. “This is all just a big misunderstanding; I am not the mole, and I know you know that. Just pleas
Meredith’s POVI stretch my limbs on the bed before descending it quietly. I do not know how long I have been inthis asylum, nor did I care. All I knew was that I had to get out. I have lost track of how many nights I have stayed up, hoping and waiting for one of the kings to come get me.But they never do.Are they doing this because they caught a phone call from me? This is the worst type of torture anyone could ever give me, to be honest. Something tells me this must have been Caelen’s idea. Roman would have resorted to sexual assault, while Saul would have preferred to taunt and terrorize me himself. Caelen is usually the cooler-headed and more calculated one. A slow, mentally draining torture where he knew neither he nor his brothers would get soft and let her go would most definitely be his idea.Whenever I would wake up, I would find a tray of food on the nightstand, no doubt brought by the bitchy gamma wolf. At first, I thought I could keep up the attitude and not eat. But
Roman’s POVHer expression when she sees me is comical. I have to say that I had a hard time trying not to laugh at her face. Her eyes are nearly as wide as saucers, and I can tell that I was most definitely the last person she had expected to see.But that comical feeling she gave me disappears when my eyes travel down her body. She has lost a ton of weight and is almost as tiny as a twig. Her thighs have become skinnier, her cheekbones are a bit more defined, and she has grown quite pale.What the fuck? Isn’t she eating?Maybe this is all just in my imagination; I have never seen her in jeans and a sweater as big as this before. She is usually naked, so I am not used to her body covered in such clothes. I need a better look.“Get naked,” is the first thing I tell her, and I see something in her eyes snap. Her fists clenched, and I could have sworn I heard a growl. She bars her teeth at me, and her eyes grow livid. What is she upset about now? It is not like this is the first time I
Meredith’s POVI stare at the spot where Roman once stood with shock.I had a hard time processing what happened. He was actually sweet to me for the first time in a while. Even though he is certain I betrayed him, he still didn’t want anyone to hurt me. It kills me to admit it, but maybe under all that brutality and wickedness, there is a soft spot in him.Maybe.“Well, he sure has a stick up his ass, doesn’t he?” My eyes widen at the words of the new maid. I spin on my heel to find a mischievous smile on her face. I had to say that I was a bit shocked. All of the maids that served the kings were usually very loyal to them. Or should I say scared of them? Either way, they wouldn’t dare say anything bad about any of their precious kings.All except this one, of course.A nervous smile lifts my lips, and I chuckle lightly. “Yeah, he most certainly does,” I reply lightly, and the girl walks up to me and offers me a handshake. I stare at her outstretched hand with caution.“My name is
Meredith’s POVIt has been over three weeks since I have been in this manor. Each day has gone by in pretty much the same fashion. I wake up and do some morning exercises with Cassy. Read one of the books she had gotten from her home, talk a bit about each other’s childhood, eat dinner, then retire up to my room.I don’t go to sleep immediately, though. I keep trying to figure out exactly how these powers of mine work. There are times I try using my telekinesis on certain objects. I tested it on everything. weight, distance, and speed.At first, I started it off by lifting smaller objects like pens, forks, and books. Then I went for things bigger, like the chair, the nightstand, and even the bed. I tried to find out how far I needed to go to actually be able to use these powers.On the first day, I couldn’t lift anything more than two feet away from me. and now I can do it with anything at least fifteen feet away from me. It is amazing how my powers grow greatly by the day. Now I k
Meredith’s POV He hasn’t changed a bit. He still looked pretty much the same with that mischievous grin that always played on his lips. He has two boxes wrapped with red ribbons in his hands. But I didn’t pay much attention to them; my main focus was on the fact that Saul was actually here. Without thinking, I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his chest. His chuckle fills my ears, and he hugs me back. “Yeah, I missed you too.” I pull away and look up at him, and I swear I was on the verge of tears. I knew I missed him, but seeing him now made me feel so much. “You are actually here,” I say, still having a hard time processing if this is real. I was starting to lose hope that he would ever actually come here, especially after our last encounter. His grin reaches all the way to his ears, and his beautiful blue eyes sparkle in a way that makes my cheeks heat. “Of course, did you really think it would be that easy to get rid of me?” he asks, and I chuckle lightly.
Meredith's POV "No, it is not another dagger. It is something better,” he says, and my curiosity gets the better of me. He nods at the box as a silent way of telling me to open it, and I do. The second I undo the ribbons and take the lid off, my eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. Instead of a golden dagger, he got me something much more deadly. A golden gun. What the hell? My eyes shift to Saul to find him watching me with a smile on his lips. I blink up at him, then at the gun, then back to him again. I just had to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating or that this wasn’t some toy or prank. “You got me a gun?” I ask, and he nods, that smile still on his lips. “A weapon I can use to kill all of you in seconds and burst out of here?” “Well, yes and no. It is a real gun, but there aren’t any bullets in it.” I frown. I don’t know why that is just disappointing to me. He laughs at my facial expression and says, "Oh, come on, you didn’t really think I would give you a me
Meredith’s POVI do not know at what point I had completely zoned out; all I knew was that I could see Gabby’s lips moving, but her words weren’t really being heard. I almost wanted to believe that I had gone deaf due to all her blabbering, but I knew that wasn’t possible.No.My brain just automatically shut her out, and I am glad for that. Because right now, I do not think I am interested in anything she has to say. I have bigger issues right now. Like how to get Saul and the rest of the kings to forgive me.They are all so mad at me, and it hurts. I just wish they could be more understanding and see the reason I did what I did. This strain between us was suffocating. For a moment, I actually wanted things to go back to normal.But then I remember that ever since I stepped foot into the triad’s palace, nothing has ever been normal. From fighting for my life with Gwen and the other ladies in the harem to being nothing but a mere sex toy for the kings, and then to nearly being killed