MIA'S POV Davon wore a business suit when I arrived at the Italian Restaurant he chose for our first date. The first thing that came to my mind when he called was waffle. It was his favorite human food, so I thought we were going to stroll in the mall. Gladly, I wore a black mini-dress that hugged my curve. Somehow matching Davon's business looks surprises me. "This place looks expensive. Are you sure we are going on a date here?" "Relax. It was less expensive than you think. I got this," I clung to Davon's arm walking inside, and he was right. The restaurant was budget friendly. Only the ambiance makes it classy. Perfect place for me to tell Davon about his brother. I have been avoiding the conversation about finding his pack. I was also happy that Davon forgot about them as the day went by. But if Nixon was Victor Maddox's brother, he had the right to see him. After so many years of being trapped inside the notebook, he's finally going home. Since Davon needed to learn th
MIA’S POV“Nixon, why do you want me to lie to Davon, huh? I thought you want him to reunite with his brother? Why change your mind?” I immediately confronted Nixon, meeting him in school. “Hear me out. I know I urged you to tell Davon about his pack, but first, I need to consult my Dad.”“What? I can call Victor Maddox myself,” I turned around to walk away, but Nixon stopped me. “No, Mia, wait,” Nixon moved on front of me, “I don’t want to shock the werewolf society. Davon is the last living Lycan. His kind is a legend. Exist in past. Let me think it first, please.”Well, Nixon got some point there. But Davon was excited to see his brother again. I don’t think I could persuade his mind. “Fine. Call me when everyone is ready. I’ll think of some excuse for Davon”“Thank you,” Nixon put his hands together and leave hurriedly. Theo saw us talking and asked. Even he was stunned to know about Victor Maddox. Not only he was famous, but also rich and influential. Davon is one of the eli
MIA'S POV "Daddy!" I ran to my father, wrapping my arms around him. Never did I imagine seeing him again. I thought he had forgotten about me forever. He changed a lot and is sober now. The rehab was good for him. "Oh, Mia, my baby girl!" Dad said in tears, hugging me tight. "I thought I never see you again!" I cried. The last memory I had with my Dad flashes back in my mind. "I'm so sorry, Mia. It took me a while to come back, but I am here now, and I'm never leaving you again." This is the day I've been waiting for my whole life. Growing up without a father and an abusive stepfather was a battle emotionally and physically. I never dreamt of a perfect family, just a complete one. Although we may not be complete, at least I have a Mom and a Dad. That was all I was asking. "Oh, Dad, please don't leave me again." "Never again, my baby girl." We really want to catch up, but Mom would suspect if I went home late. Dad gave me his number and promised to call the next day to meet him
NIXON'S POVDad was scheduled to return to the mainland the following day. He didn't talk about him visiting Kia's mom. I had yet to tell him about Davon, but the urgency of the matter requires immediate attention. And Davon was adamant about meeting Victor Maddox. If he returned to his family, I would have a chance with Mia. "Dad, can I have a word?" I went to Dad's office. He dismissed his meeting with the pack's guards and hunters to attend to me. The meeting tackled all the concerns anyway."What is it aon? If you ask me about Mia's mom again, I will still give you the same answer," Dad put away the files scattered on his desk."No, it's not about her." Dad gestured to the seat across his desk, "Remember the legend about the Lycan King?" "The bedtime stories, yes. What about it?" Dad was taking notes about what we needed for the pack's supplies."I don't think that's not just some bedtime stories.""What are you talking about? Legends are real. We all know that. If you came here
MIA’S POV“Indeed she is. Now,” Faustus face Davon, “About meeting Victor. I have a plan, and I hope you will comply to it, my King.”It was so awkward how Faustus address Davon as king. He bowed his head every time and spoke with cautious. “Why do you need a plan? Just take me to Victor and I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see me.” One thing that I also noticed with Davon, he spoke with conviction around werewolves. It comes out naturally. As if every cell of his body knows he’s the king, showing dominance and power. “Things change a lot here, my king. I hope you understand,” Faustus explained with a chuckle. “I’m aware of that, and please, quit saying my king. No one calls me that for many decades.”“Alright then. I shall arrange the meeting. I’ll tell you when I come up with the plan,” Faustus took Davon’s phone number and asked him where he stays. He was surprised to know that Davon was working in a library, and offered to pay his abode. But Davon declined the offer. He
MIA'S POV"A spy? I don't think there's anything to spy about my Dad," I objected annoyingly. Faustus didn't push his plan and catch up with Davon. Davon noticed my irritation and asked me to go home. Anyway, Faustus will give him a call when it's time to meet his brother. "Are you going to tell your Dad about us?" Davon felt worried. "Maybe not this time. We just reconnected after so many years. Right now, I don't know where our meeting will go."You should start giving it a thought. Your Dad is not just an ordinary person. I may not know him, but judging from the feedback of the werewolves, he sure is not a fan of my kind."The inauguration would be in two weeks. I still have time to talk to my Dad and ask him myself. Werewolves are very much concerned about him taking over as the leader of the Legion. I'm sensing that this is not some simple argument. It's a feud. Mom was still in the kitchen drinking some wine when I got home. She looked burnt out and problematic. It all starte
MIA'S POV "You look the same, brother," Victor was sizing Davon. He looked young in the picture but relatively older in person. His gray hair was visible up close, and his hairline receded slightly, causing his forehead to look a little pronounced. The wrinkles on his face marked as he smiled and squinted. "When did you get freed? You were cursed, right? How did you…." "Mia," Davon held my hand and introduced me to Victor as his mate. He invited us to his office and ordered his secretary to bring some drinks for us. Victor couldn't take his eyes off me and often called me Laura, which I countlessly corrected. "My God, you look exactly like her, like she is alive with us. Except for the hair color. Laura got red hair while yours is brown." "That was my reaction. I thought she was Laura. It feels like she was resurrected, but she's not. She's my Mia," Davon kissed my hand. I felt awkward and glanced at Victor. I swear I saw his face go dim. He looked down to conceal it and pr
MIA’S POVI couldn’t held back my tears anymore and cried. Davon and I were never separated since he came out of the notebook. This is the first and I prayed it would be the last. “Hey, it’s okay. Davon will come and visit you when he get the time. I’m sure he will,” Nixon said to comfort me. “Will he? I don’t think Victor would allow him. He’s very tenacious earlier.”“The king is always like that. He was just looking out for Davon. Besides, this is for his own good.”My phone rang. I was so quick to answer it, and I’m glad I did.“Davon,” I sobbed hearing his voice.“Mia, please don’t cry. I knew you’ll crying that’s why I called.”“I can’t help it. I am used to having your around, protecting me. It never occur to me that we would be apart,” I wailed like a child. It was embarrassing to do it, but that was how I feel. I don’t care what Nixon and Theo think. That was my love life anyway.“I’ll come and visit every weekend. That’s my promise. Just please stop crying. It hurts me hea
DAVON’S POVMia is the only person who could tell me about Vera. If she’s back, I have to be really careful and hide. Not only she could do harm to me but also to Mia. Theo told me that she would be discharge in the afternoon. I went back to the hospital dress as a utility personnel. I stole the uniform in the locker room of the stuff when I used the back door. Covering my face with a mask, I took a map and a pail, and clean the hallway on the floor where Mia was confined. I waited for a few minutes for Jeffrey or Elon, but I didn’t see their shadows. Moments later, I used the cap I found inside the utility uniform’s pocket and wears it. I went to Mia’s room and check the toilet. When it was clear that she was alone, I immediately approached her. “Mia, is it true that Vera is back?” “Davon? Oh, my God!” Mia glanced at the door, “If my Dad sees you you’re dead.”“I know that’s why I made sure they aren’t here. Is it true that Vera is back?” I checked the door every second. “Who t
DAVON’S POVTheo narrated after I left. Mia’s struggle to forget me, our past, and our love. I now know why she hated me, and that made me wonder if I deserve her. “That’s sad, but let’s here Davon’s reasons. We cannot jump into conclusion without hearing his side,” Aunt Criselda said, waiting for me to talk. I explained everything to Theo. He was silent the whole time, contemplating on my story. If he deny me, I don’t know who else to approach to help me with Mia. “Bro, if you lost your phone, you should have visit her. I know it’s a long drive and very tiring, but at least that way Mia will know the problem.”“I know it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have assumed that she would wait for me and understand my situation without telling her. I was just caught up with the responsibility given to me, and I thought I needed to improve myself so I could catch up with this world.”“Catch up? Why, are you a caveman?” Aunt Criselda urged to eat the muffin, “There you have it Theo. Can you he
DAVON’S POV“Elon Lucas. What a pleasant surprise?!” I was playing it cool, but deep inside I was terrified. Elon Lucas is mot a fan of my kind and yet here he is, in my house. Elon smiled. “Indeed. Actually, your presence in the hospital shocked me. I’m sure you already know why I am here.”“Hmm, coffee? Wine?” Elon chose wine. Preferably cognac. Fortunately, Victor set up a mini bar and filled it with all kinds of wine. It paid well. I told Alfred to serve the wine and joined them in the living room. I was rehearsing my answer in my thoughts just in case Mia already denied me.“Tell me about it,” Elon demanded, thanking Alfred for the wine. “It was a big mistake. Mia and I are not together just to make it clear. Well before, but its all over now.”I was studying Elon Lucas’s face. A wrinkle formed his brows which means he is not satisfied with my answer. That is up to him. I stated the truth. Nothing more, nothing less.“That is great. Not anymore that only prove to me that you
MIA’S POV“He is not!” I sit up, objecting. “Then what is he talking about?” “Look, Mr. Lucas, it’s a long story but if you let me. I will explain….”“Davon, that’s enough! Will you please just go! You are not invited here,” I shamed him. With Dad around, I don’t think it’s a good idea to dwell in the past. Davon left in silence. For everyone’s peace of mind, Nixon left too. Dad doesn’t want any werewolves in my room, and I know he will not back off. “I brought you some flowers,” Jeffrey place it on the table, setting aside Nixon and Davon’s flowers, “How do you feel?”Jeffrey touch my forehead. I slapped his hand and move away. “Baby girl, he is only concern for you,” Dad defended him, and because of that, I lost my interest to talk to him. Obviously, I don’t like Jeffrey, but he’s pushing it. “Okay, what happen? How did you end up here?” Dad asked. I turned my back on them, so Mom explained everything. I am not going to pretend anymore. Jeffrey is not welcome in the family and
MIA’S POVWhat is happening to me? I felt so weak. Vera was in front of me shouting. Then she gave me water, forcing me to drink. I took a sip and close my eyes. After a few seconds I felt my stomach grumbled and puke. God, that felt better! Vera check my eyes and poured something in my mouth. “This will make her feel better. She’s dehydrated. Did you have a drink last night?” “Yes, Aunt Vera, just a few drinks.”“That’s why,” Vera told the housekeeper to cook some soup and demanded to do it quickly. She came back and check my pulse then check my eyes. I feel better, but my head still span when I move. “She’s regaining color. Give her the soup and let her rest. She needs more sleep and water. I suggest your friend shouldn’t drink alcohol when she’s anemic. It’s too dangerous.”Cheska stood beside the couch with her hands on her waist. She shook her and took her phone. “Is she stress lately? Because if she is then your friend must be suffering from poor sleep which causes her hem
MIA’S POV“Jeffrey? What the heck are you doing here?” “This is a public place. I can be wherever I want. Now, if you please,” Jeffrey drink his wine and put the glass in the table, “Before this guy shifted and rampage this place, we better go. You don’t want to be here if the Legion comes.”“What are you talking about?” “Questions later,” Jeffrey held my hand and pulled me. I immediately pulled back and meddled with Nixon and Davon. Jeffrey didn’t leave and watched us with mockery in his eyes, while Nixon and Davon were sizing each other. My friends came to help me, but none of them broke their stares. “If you do not stop, Dad would be here with his entire Legion and I would be force to marry Jeffrey!” I yelled. “What? Tell me you’re joking,” Davon turned to me confusingly. “I am not. So you two stop this nonsense or I will never talk to any of you ever again!” I walked away. Theo and Cheska followed me. I urged them to go home and leave the place before Jeffrey report everythi
MIA’S POV When we got home, Mom quickly went to the kitchen and opened some wine, drinking it straight from the bottle.“Mom, are you okay?” “I’m fine, just go to your room.” I nodded and turned away, heading to my room when I heard Mom called me again.“Mia, forget what your Dad said. He’s delirious, and I don’t want you going to that place ever again.” I couldn’t agree less with Mom, but Dad’s announcement didn’t bother me for a moment. I was more concerned of their confrontation. Dad was downhearted hearing those words from my Mom. As if she regret their relationship. She regret falling for him. “There’s only one person to blame,” I fisted. The next morning, I searched for Jeffrey Henderson at the Japanese restaurant. I know most of the members of the Legion hang out there, and I was right.“Jeffrey! I need to talk to you now!” “Do we have something to talk about? I am enjoying my tea can’t you see?” he answered rudely. How could Dad set me up with the guy like him? “Yes we
MIA’S POV“What are you talking, Dad?” I uttered softly.“You heard me right. Jeffrey is one of the members of Legion. He can protect you. Besides, he already confess his interest on you yesterday and he was very sincere.”Everyone congratulate us. I let my Dad’s words sink in to my perturbed mind. He already planned my marriage without asking me. Dad called Jeffrey and invited him to join us in the center stage. He was smiling widely waving to the crowd. He was about to hold my waist but I eluded him. “Don’t touch me,” I said and walked out. “Mia!” Dad called out, but I left swiftly, leaving my bike in Jeffrey’s car. I kept running without direction. All I wanted was to getaway. I thought meeting my father again was a good thing. Why would he want to betrothed me to a man I don’t love? Is it enough that he and Mom didn’t end well being in the same secret society. I stopped running and realized that I reached the bay walk. It was packed with tourist enjoying the beach. Sitting u
MIA’S POV I was breathless seeing Davon entered the classroom. Our eyes met, but I immediately retracted. He introduced himself to the class and moved to a seat at the back. Davon dress expensively like his brother Victor. Confident and proud. Different from the Davon I once knew. City life changes him big time. What do I expect? He left and didn't bother to look back and forgotten us. That is how money could do to you. His eyes didn’t left my sight, but I pretended not affected by his presence. Davon is nothing to me now. He no longer exist in my life. “Welcome to our school, Mr. Maddox. I hope you enjoy your senior year here. If you have any questions or you need some guidance, my office is open to all students,” Professor Callahan said with full of enthusiasm. He was always been proud of our town, but knowing Davon as one of the oldest family living in this town, he found his new prospect to trade stories about this place’s history. “Thank you, Professor. I appreciate that.”