11EMILY’S POV.I trudged on the road like a lifeless being. It had been too much shock for me to handle all at once.The gentle night breeze blew strands of my hair softly across my face, but I didn’t even bother brushing them away. I couldn’t feel my heart beating. It felt like it had stopped beating.What did I want to do? Did I wish to cry? Run? Curse, and scream?Everything about the night had been traumatizing…John’s Uncle, smashing the heirloom John was so protective of, becoming entrapped by him, and being treated like trash…At first, he had been so hurtful by telling me cheating was what every man did. He didn’t even sound genuine with his apology. He had sounded like I was overreacting.Then the stranger I had slept with had walked in, and he had turned out to be John’s Uncle. How could such a young man be his Uncle? How could I have slept with him?How could I have slept with a relative of John’s!?I dug my hands through my hair, as I walked on the road. Doomed. That was
12LUCAS’ POV.I went out for an early morning jog to clear my head, which was filled with thoughts, and jogged all the way to Tray’s house.I stopped there, and began to take deep breaths.“Lucas?” Tray called, and I turned to see him walking towards me.“Where are you coming from?” I asked, breathlessly.“I went to throw out the trash. You were jogging?” He asked, climbing up his front porch.I followed him, still breathing heavily.“Yeah, I can’t seem to think properly.” I replied, walking into his house, and closed the door behind me.“Breakfast?” He asked, going to his kitchen.“Don’t think I have an appetite for that either.” I said, laying down on his sofa.“ A snack?”“Nope.”“Then what do you want?” He asked.“Just take your seat.” I replied, and he sat in front of me.“Is this about the nasty thing you wanted to tell me yesterday?” He asked, and I stared straight up at the ceiling.“Yeah.” I replied, and gave a sigh.“The night I flew into L. A, I could only find an inn, and
EMILY’S POV.I left John’s house after he said all he wanted to, and stopped at a café, to drink a little coffee. I didn’t know what next to do.Maybe I really had to move in because I couldn’t see myself begging John. My pride would never allow it. What made matters worse was that we were going to move to the family house. Had it been it were at his house, then I didn’t have to see anyone.The only time I’d see him would be when I was working. After that, I’d stay in other places he didn’t frequent, but at the main building, it was going to be really… not chaotic, like a real chaotic house was, but chaotic to me, who was used to living alone.After sipping coffee, and envying the people, who were having the fun of their lives without any worries, I decided to leave, and stop assuming things.Their lives may not be as perfect as I thought it was.Everyone had problems, and there was always someone with a bigger problem. I decided to be positive. There was someone dying in the hospital
14JOHN’S POV.Since Emily had left my house early that morning, my heart had been light. Emily was going to move in, and I was going to carry out my payback. It was petty of me, but Emily had gone too far. It was just too much.My pride had been stung. I was not one who was used to getting shouted on or insulted. Never had any girl, or anyone spoke to me with such disrespect. I was going to put her back where she belonged.How could she dare to behave coy or hard to get? Emily had broken the engagement, but one thing she didn’t know was that she could never stop loving me. I was the man she’d loved since elementary school.All through middle school, she’d only had eyes for me, and had been transformed into a smiling sausage when I asked her out. Emily didn’t know it, but staying in the same house with me would make it hard for her to forget about me, or hate me.In about two days, she’d be crying and wishing she could hold, and talk to me like she used to; in four days, we’d be makin
15EMILY’S POV.The dresses I saw were all beautiful, and I saw for the first time how truly wealthy John was. Katie picked out dresses, suits, blazers, and heels without looking at the price tags. I saw the price of a red blazer dress she bought, and almost choked.Anything she felt would suit me, she threw into the cart, regardless of the price. It was actually crazy. I could see why a lot of girls had envied me back in school. I had never really sat down to think of how wealthy John was because I was determined on getting wealthy myself, and promoting my designs.“You’d look beautiful in this. I’d be blinded.” I heard John say to Katie. I didn’t hear her reply, but knew she gave one.It made me uncomfortable knowing I was the one who used to hear all those cringey catchphrases, but I pretended to be immersed in a dress in front of me.John kept on flattering Katie, and I couldn’t tell if he wanted me to hear, or was really taken by Katie.When I had fought him, he had told me he’d
16LUCAS’ POVTray and I had been shocked when Mrs. Mayer decided to give us a second chance. We had forgotten all about signing a contract with her.So, as for her not to change her mind, I decided to leave for New Zealand that same day, since the flight was going to be a long one. Tray had told me to do whatever it took to secure the contract, but I knew in me that if they wanted something more than me signing the contract, I’d still leave.I’d seen far more persistent, and stubborn women. It’ll be shameless to be held down by someone like Stephanie.I went back home immediately, but didn’t see John at home. Instead, I saw Katie.“Katie.” I called, and she turned around.“Good morning, Alpha Lucas.” She greeted, with a little smile.“Have you seen John? Where is he?” I asked.“I’m afraid he left to make preparations for the broken sculpture. He might be back soon. Would you like to wait?” She asked.“I don’t think I can.”“Is there a problem?”“I have to leave.”“Um, are you aware o
17EMILY’S POV.The dinner was an intense one for me, with the family not wasting time to hint at me not being good enough, especially the children.In fact, the adults hinted at Katie being the better option, by complimenting her beauty, smooth skills, eloquence, and calmness, although they never said it out loud that they were comparing her to me.It was what I ought to know since I wasn’t a fool.“Katie’s so sweet with the knife.” Derel said, staring at her in awe, as she cut up a strong piece of meat for him, and she smiled, giving him a little bow.“I like how she’s mysterious. I’ll totally want her for a… uh, what’s John to me?” Sadie asked, and everyone laughed.“He’s your cousin, darling.” Her father replied.“And what’s my cousin’s wife to me?” She asked.“I think the answer is your cousin’s wife.” Derel replied, looking like he doubted his own words.“It’s Cousin-in-law.” Jude corrected quietly.“My smart beauty.” Lady Genevieve said calmly, and for the first time that night
18LUCAS’ POV.“No, I don’t know her.” I replied, and was technically saying the truth, or maybe it was a half-lie and a half-truth. He asked if I knew Emily, but I didn’t. She was still a stranger to me. I knew her identity, which made me a liar, but apart from that, I knew nothing about her. Her personality, where she lived, where she worked. I didn’t know anything about her, so that passed as the truth.“Why did you ask?” I asked, and he sighed.“It was just something about the way she stared at you when she first saw you. It was like she was seeing a ghost. She couldn’t hold your hand properly. Like you guys knew each other, and she was shocked to find out you were my Uncle. When I told her you were my Uncle, that was when she stepped backwards, and succeeded in pushing the heirloom off the table.” He said.“Hmm. Maybe I was too handsome?” I asked, teasing, and he laughed.“I know you’re teasing, but how can you sound so serious when you’re joking?” He asked, and I burst into laug
66EMILY’S POV.My face grew hot, and I was thankful for the cover of the night, unless he’d have seen my face color up.A friendly date? The word ‘friendly’ seemed invisible in my head. Was there such? I thought dates were only meant for lovers.“John spoke endlessly about you being pretty whenever you blushed. I can’t help but notice the truth in that tonight.” He said, and I colored up even more.“You can see my face clearly?” I asked, raising a hand to my cheek.“Don’t forget to add the word ‘friendly’ in your head when you’re thinking of what I said. Because it looks to me like you discarded the ‘friendly’, and dwelled on the ‘date’ alone.” He said, and I stepped backwards like it would help to shield my face better.Was he a mind reader or something?“Who says I discarded the word ‘friendly’? I didn’t. So when is the time for this friendly date? And what are we going to do?”“Just movies. Stuff like that. I’ve been really bored having to work and work like my life only has one p
65EMILY’S POV.He took my hand, and refused to leave it, staring at me like he was trying to read me.“What’s so weird about agreeing to be friends?” I asked, looking away, with my face flushing.“What made you change your mind?” He asked, still holding onto my hand, which was growing warmer by the moment.“What made me change my mind? I just thought it was rude to…”“No, you definitely didn’t. There must be a reason.” He said, and I pursed my lips, and looked straight into his mesmerizing green eyes.“I thought you wanted to blackmail me about it. I thought you were like John. So I said no. But now I know you’re not that way, so I thought it wouldn’t hurt to have a friend.” I blurted out, snatching my hand out of his, and he laughed.“You’re something else. Does everyone with Granger as their last name seem shady to you?” He asked, pushing his hands into his pockets.“That was then. Maybe you’re the only one who’s not shady. You, the kids, well, except Sadie.” I replied, and he chuc
64EMILY’S POV.Sadie couldn’t have Derella outed to the scary family she had, and despite myself, I was unhappy that Mandy had to stay.“Who said she was gay?” Sadie asked.“I don’t need to debate that with you. If you’re so uncomfortable, we only need to walk over to the next mansion, and call for an urgent family meeting.” Mandy said, sticking a fork into a sliced watermelon. “You know, it’s your choice, darling. You can choose to reveal Derella’s secret, and cause problems, or you can simply choose to back off and lay low.” Mandy said, putting her watermelon into her mouth, and chewing slowly.“Lucky you. You get off this time, but not for long.” Sadie said, with cold venom. Then turned around. “Follow me.” She commanded, storming away, and it hurt my pride.“What? You’re subject to an eight-year-old now?” Mandy asked, with an amused smirk.“Emily!” Sadie called, and I looked at Mandy.“If you think so.” I replied, and walked away, after Sadie who had me boiling quite hard. “It’s
63EMILY’S POV.Did she have a place to go, and her house was too far from it? Why else would she have a big, fat luggage on wheels behind her?“What are you doing here?” Katie asked, dropping her fork, and Mandy smiled.“You look like you don’t want me here, Katie.” Mandy replied, taking a seat next to John, who smiled sweetly at her.“I simply asked a question.”“Well, you’ll get an answer. I asked sweet John here if I could stay for a few months, and he agreed.”“A few months?” Sadie asked, also dropping her cutlery.A few months was simply too much.“Yeah, maybe six or so.” She replied, and I could see a frown settle over Katie’s face.“Why do you want to stay here for six months?” She asked, pushing grilled salmon into her mouth.“That’s between me and John, but I’d like to point out that John’s house has become really fun. I would like to share in the happiness too.” She said, then looked around. “I don’t see Lucas.”“That’s Alpha Lucas to you.” Katie said immediately.“Oh come
62EMILY’S POV.Maybe it was disgust, maybe it was hatred, but I didn’t want to see his face. I preferred the house with Lucas alone in it. How was I to deal with my hatred for him for three years. The few months I’d spent with him felt like years already.Time went so slow. Seeing John, I actually wished he didn’t return, and that Lucas didn’t leave. Was he going to start torturing me again? Either way, I had to find a way to try to protect myself. Maybe having a laser on me would do.There was no telling as to whether or not he wasn’t going to go crazy again, and try to force me to sleep with him like he almost did that day in his office.“No one is happy to hear he’s around.” Kaye said, and I ran a hand through my hair.“Why would anyone be? He’s a nutcase.” I said, and tore my eyes off him, walking away from the balcony.In my room, I dialed Dahlia’s number, and threw open my wardrobe.“Hey, Emily. How are you?” She said, cheerfully, and I could hear the sound of her munching.“Ea
61JOHN’S POV.As the car drove, racing along the busy streets of L. A, my head lolled from side to side.It was embarrassing, but I couldn’t help it. Throughout that month, I couldn’t recall a night when I got adequate sleep. The days were hot and stressful, the nights busy and restless.I had to meet all the boring people in the world, who gave me lectures on being a strong Alpha, and leader of the pack even though I never signed up for it. Nor did I go to them to receive lectures.I was taught about the full history of the sculpture from each elder I met. So many days, I was forced to keep them company under the pretense that I was being schooled for a good reason, and not just because they were bored.The worst part was moving from town to town. They said I had to locate the graves of the previous Alphas. I had to take the sand and stone from a hundred previous Alphas’ graves.That had seemed impossible, but they told me I couldn’t back out, so I went from town and town, carrying
60EMILY’S POV.Finally, I said it.In minutes, I was going to know the dreadful outcome of what I had always been dreading. Were things going to go on just like they did in my dream?Would he hire a fake man to pretend I had been sleeping with him, and give false witness? What was he going to do?When I heard I lost the baby. Honestly, I didn’t know how to feel, or what to feel. I was shocked at first because of course, it wasn’t something I expected to happen just like that.And I tried faking sadness, but lying to myself was impossible. There was no way I could lie to myself. I felt shameless, and disgusted with myself for being a little relieved. For feeling a little twinge of gratefulness.There I go again. I didn’t just feel a little relieved. I was so relieved. The relief came flooding along with my other emotions. I couldn’t control myself.And the gratefulness… What was I grateful for? Grateful to the child for dying? For leaving? For not being able to see the beauty of the w
59LUCAS’ POV.I couldn’t believe it. Pregnant? But she didn’t tell anyone. No one could even think she was pregnant. I didn’t know why I was so shocked, but I was.“You were unaware of the pregnancy itself?” The doctor asked.“Yes, yes, I was.” I replied, and took out my phone.I dialed Tray’s number.“Are you…?” Tray began.“I’ll need you to pay hospital bills. I’ll send the information to you.” I said, and ended the call, then turned to the doctor. “What does she need to do to be completely fine. I mean, the miscarriage surely had its effects.”“Rest. She can go on short walks, and driving. Just things to make her feel relieved.” He replied, and I nodded.“Thank you, doctor.”I got up, and left his office, thinking of everything. Since when? How come it wasn’t in her last medical report?Wait… I hadn’t seen the report itself. Didn’t Doctor Gilbert see it when he ran a test on her? He was competent, so I couldn’t say he was sloppy, and there was no way he could have hidden it.It wa
58LUCAS’ POV.Seeing Emily fall like that seemed to send a bolt of shock to my chest. Staring at her on the floor was worse.As I dashed down the stairs towards her, careful not to tumble myself, I kept dreading the pool of blood that was yet to seep out of her head.I knelt next to her, and placed a hand on her cheek.“Emily.” I called, with wide eyes.She didn’t respond, and I checked her head. Thankfully, there was no sign of wetness and blood.I looked around for the maids, but there was none. Didn’t they hear her scream? Were they even in the house?I lifted Emily into my arms, and noticed something wet. Carefully, I managed to get a sight of my hand, and saw it was covered in blood.She was bleeding!Not from her head, but from…Confused, I ran across the living rooms, and through the door leading to the foyer. No maids were in sight.I opened the door, and ran to my car with Emily’s hair crowding her face.“Emily.” I tried calling again, but there was no response from her. Get