I jumped out of the car, literally, and ran as fast as I could to the bench. Tears gathered in my eyes as I did so. For a moment, just a little moment there, I had thought I would never see them again. "David! Daniel! Darwin!" I screamed at the top of my voice as I ran towards them. As soon as the
ASHER If I did not sense it before, it became clear to me in the few hours I spent in the abandoned warehouse trying to make sure that I caught the person who had shot Heather. She had been attacked from the top of the roof, and I was very certain the point of the attack was to keep her quiet. But
SOPHIA I knew for a fact that I had to speak to Asher at some point. No matter how much I wanted to, I knew that I could not hide away in the room forever while the rest of the world outside made up their mind on what to do with us. However, what I did not expect was the knock on my door that happ
ASHER It wasn't fair. None of it was. As early as seven a.m. the next morning, the elders were present at the throne room. I made sure to call a neutral doctor to conduct the test. Doctor Theodore was a specialist at Onyx Herald's Royal hospital, and I contacted him once I made the decision to ge
SOPHIA Those three sentences read aloud in the presence of the entire royalty of Dark Moon were more than enough to change the fate of my life and that of my sons seated beside me.From the corner of my right eye, I could see David shift uncomfortably in his seat while holding on to Darwin, who see
ASHER As instructed, the next morning started on a busy note. The host of Palace staff and guards worked to make sure that the garden was ready for my... Sophia and my wedding. To be honest, I could not exactly say I was looking forward to it. After all, I was about to swear the rest of my life to
SOPHIA "I hate him! I hate him so fucking much! I fucking hate him!" I continued to kick the walls of the corridors that mocked my predicament as I hurried over to the room my boys would be in. They were the only ones capable of comforting me at that difficult part of my life. Damn! Believe me whe
ASHER Sophia Bailey, my first love, stood underneath the dim light of the moon, wide-eyed as though she had just seen a ghost. From where I sat, it was easy to sniff in her fear. The sleeveless straps of her dress and the low neckline aided in magnifying the goosebumps that rose at the surface of h