Liam's POV
“Take it easy, Liam. It's nobody's fault,” Sophie says as she gets down from her car and walks to me.
I slap a palm onto my face. “Then explain to me, Sophie. You've been designing for more than four years now. Why did you make a dress that is easy to tear?”
“I told you to keep your feelings out of this. I told you!”
Her eyes widen as she stares at me with surprise. My angry side is something she hasn't witnessed personally.
“I didn't make any underhand design,” she argues. “The material, the pattern… all of it was in perfect condition before I handed it over.”
“And then it ripped apart while she was coming down from the taxi. Fuck, I should have known something like this would happen,” I rant.
I pick up a glass of water and take a gulp. Shouting for the past twenty minutes has really turned my throat sore.
“You know what, Sophie? Saturday. You will make another wedding dress before Saturday. Do you understand?”
“Darling,” she purrs, resting a palm on my chest, “you're sounding different.”
She presses her body against mine, standing on her tiptoes to match my height. Then she presses a soft kiss on my lips.
“You know I won't disappoint you, right? You trust me, right?”
“I do,” I mumble in a deep tone, licking my lips as I savour the taste of her lips.
“Don't ever let that bitch ruin your smile, baby,” she says, her lips curling into a beautiful smile as she presses another kiss on my lips.
My arms go round her waist, grabbing and pulling her firmly to my body.
She intensifies the pressure of her lips on mine, her arms trailing up to my chest. “I love you so much, Liam.”
I pin her back to the wall, raising her hands above her head. Her chest heaves up and her eyes are eager. Eager to become a mess for me, because I'm going to release all my frustration into her.
I latch my tongue onto the side of her neck and she throws her head back in ecstacy, a moan falling off her lips.
“So beautiful,” I purr into her ear, sweeping my tongue over her earlobe. “So beautiful when you are this crazy just for me.”
“I'm yours, Liam. All your—”
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pause. If it were an ordinary day, I'd ignore my calls at a time like this. But judging by the time, the court marriage should have been finalised by now and I should have sent feedback to the Alpha. How am I going to tell him that I failed?
“Excuse me,” I say to Sophie and she sighs as I pull the phone out of my pocket.
It is my boss.
I detach from Sophie and walk away, zipping up my trousers.
“Hey, boss,” I started letting him know I could talk.
“Liam,” his stern voice rings over the phone. “You should have called me by now.”
I can hear the tension in his voice and my hair stands on edge.
“I'm sorry, boss.”
He is quiet for a few seconds, then he speaks again. “Sorry for what?”
A knot forms in my throat and I swallow it so I can speak.
“I should have called you by now, boss. But the wedding didn't go through today,” I told him.
“What?!”
I knew what was coming next.
“Don't tell me you're fucking incapable of the mission I gave you, Liam!” He yells. “Don't tell me I commited my daughter's life into the hands of a buffoon.”
“No, boss. I'm sorry,” I said calmly.
“If my daughter dies, Liam, I will make sure you feel the true taste of my wrath!” He swears and ends the call immediately.
I heave off a sigh as I rest my back on the wall and reflect on how I have messed up. I can't fail the boss. A lot is at stake.
I have commited a lot into getting that bitch to fall in love with me and agree to marry me, so I can't be slacking off. It will be a total waste of all that effort.
Just then, it clicks in my head that I should be with Naya and not her desperate best friend. I should be consoling her for turning up late, not here trying to fuck her best friend.
I groan angrily. My mission isn't easy. But I'll do whatever is necessary to accomplish it.
Sophie shows up on the corridor as I'm about to leave.
Her lips are pouted. “Baby, you've been on the call for so long.”
She tries to wrap her arms around my neck, but I brush her off. “Not now, Sophie.”
Her brows fall low but I don't mind. She's not a problem because even if she gets mad at me, she'll always be the one to apologise.
I bear the shame of being the reason for our failed wedding today and go to Naya’s house. Luckily for me, her sister gets the door.
“Naya isn't home,” Reilly says, her lips pouting.
Another guy walks out from behind her and glances at me before walking away. I knew him. I'd seen him a few times with Naya, and I think they're just friends.
“Tell Naya to call me when gets back,” he waves at Reilly and climbs into a scooter.
“Alright, Jake. Bye!” Reilly waves him off and he zooms away.
I grit my teeth hard. Where the hell did Naya go? I hope nothing wrong has happened to her because I'd be so screwed if that's the case.
No harm is meant to befall her until I'm done with her.
“Tell Naya I came around,” I say to Reilly and return to my car.
Maybe I should have stayed back at Sophie's house. There's a lot of frustration stored between my legs now and I urgently need to release them.
Sophie is always ready to do that for me which is why I like her. She exudes more loyalty than a dog could ever. That is special and I'm going to make sure I enjoy it to the fullest while it lasts.
Naya’ POVA magnificent mansion is a few meters away from us. From the distance, it beams of royalty and wealth. Completely different from anything I had seen.“This is yours?” I intentionally ask Rowan who has just shown me that he can stay thirty minutes in a vehicle without saying a word to his spouse.“Yes.”That is all he can say.I sigh softly and manage a smile. “It’s gorgeous.”“Just like you,” he blurts out. It's a beautiful compliment, but it's so plain cause he doesn't even look at me when he says it.I manage to put on another smile. “Thank you.”Some minutes later, our car parks in front of the mansion and Henry rushes out to get the door for me and Rowan afterwards.He whispers something to Rowan and he nods in agreement to whatever it is.Rowan walks up to me and hangs his arm open.“Hold me,” he orders and I do that immediately. We are a newly wedded couple, so it's only natural that we act like one. But it seems a bit weird.The moment Henry opens the door for us to
Chapter 7Naya's POVI wake up and the party music is still blowing downstairs.I glance around the room but there's no sign of Rowan anywhere. I assume he hasn't returned since when he left the room.It's thirty minutes past ten when I look at my wristwatch and it dawns on me that I didn't tell anyone I was going to sleep outside.I look at my phone and my eyes are torn when I see forty missed calls and fifteen text messages. Twenty-two of the calls are from Jake and the rest from mum and Liam.I heave off a sigh and tuck the phone back into my pocket. I'll think of anything excuse to give them tomorrow.My eyes meet Rowan's wardrobe open and I curiously make up my mind to check out the kind of cloths he wears.One by one, I flip through the line up of cloths. All of them are made from rich, expensive fabrics, and have this exquisite scent that make me believe he has nice taste for perfumes.Right beside the wardrobe, there's a big mirror which is the same height as the wardrobe. I d
Chapter 8Naya's POVIt's Monday and the talk of the day is my cancelled marriage. I'm not surprised because I invited ninety percent of our workers.I go to my office and begin to work on the dress which I have left hanging for over one week.Flora pops out from her own cubicle and waves a playful hand at me. “Hey, damsel!”Her blonde hair cascades over her fine dimples as she smiles. She's everyone's favourite and a cheerful person.“Girl, you know I was down for some serious after-wedding party,” she tells me and I stiffen.I'm about to respond before I hear someone call out, “her lover boy is here.”Liam? No, it's Jake. My adorable sweet thing. He's with a brown paper bag which I know definitely has something in it for me.His bike is parked at the lot and he throws fast steps as he walks in, greeting everyone while his eyes are scouting for me.“Over here!” Flora waves at him.“Poor thing. Such a pity she doesn't plan to marry him,” I hear someone mutter and I curse my extremely
Chapter 9Liam's POVIt's going to take longer than I promised the boss. What has gotten into that Naya of a bitch? What the fuck does she mean by what happened last week being a bad omen?I smash the mirror hanging on my bathroom wall. “Fuck!”“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”There's blood all over the floor. My own blood. My mind is already overwhelmed with the frustration that is coming with this supposed-to-be simple task. I can't even feel the pain in my bruised knuckles. It's already healing and will be done in a few minutes. What won't be done in a few minutes is my stupid mission.“You're leaving me no choice!” I scream as I walk out from the bathroom to the bedroom. I need to get dressed. I need some tequila and some good sex. Then I can decide the next measure to apply, since Naya has decided to prove stubborn.I'm at the club about thirty minutes later. Two strippers are massaging my shoulders as I sit in the VIP section, downing a bottle of tequila.My phone buzzes and I pray i
Naya’s POV I have always hated the smell and looks of hospitals since I lost my mom in them about ten years ago. Because of that, Dad made sure that the recuperation area in the pack's clinic was more like a stop-by inn. It was plain, hardly reeked of medicine and you could see the beautiful scene outside from your bed. The thought of him has my heart aching one more time. Since the last two years of his death, I have come to accept that there was no way I could move on. Deal with the pain and accept it? That was impossible. He has always been an important part of my life for more than twenty three years. And my only family for thirteen. Although he always said he was happy that he was leaving me in the hands of someone who I loved and who loved me as much. It still didn’t make the pain easier to deal with. Sweeping through the empty hallways, I realise there’s no staff around to ask how Liam is doing. Instead of going back, I drag myself to the male section of the clinic.
Naya’s POVI might have pinched myself a little more than ten times in the last minutes. It suddenly seemed like my entire life was falling apart, and as I finally gained the strength to stand up, a familiar scent flooded my nostrils. In seconds, Liam’s familiar figure rushes through the door, only that, he doesn’t stop. He probably didn’t even see me there, and I watched from where I stood by the door as my husband rushed towards Sophie. Sophie no longer had the fierce and aggressive demeanour from earlier. Instead, she has this frail and lost look in her eyes that reminds me of the many times that she asked me for a favour.But what is even more baffling is Liam. He looked nothing like someone who just got a transplant. “L…Liam… I told you that Naya would be angry as soon as she finds out,” Sophie says weakly and then burst into tears.Liam finally glances at my side, our eyes meeting. But it’s not him that’s staring at me. The Liam I knew, the Liam I married, always looked
Naya’s POVI wonder if I get to meet with Selene. Would I be angry at her for making me the chosen one? Or would she be angry that I couldn’t do the sole thing that she chose me for?To protect her people.When all the swirling and turning finally stopped, I pried my eyes open.Shock rushes through me as I take in the sight before me. The scene before me is nothing like what I expect the afterlife to look at. Instead, it was a scene that I knew too well. Remembered too well. Was the moon goddess trying to remind me of the day that I had made the worst mistake of my life? Of the day that I said yes to the monster that had taken everything from me?As I stare in the mirror, staring at the wedding dress from that day, my fists clench tightly.Wait…“How do I still have my body?”“I was wondering when you were going to realise it, silly,” Elisa’s familiar voice rang out, and I froze.“Lisa!” “What’s going on?” “We seem to be back in time, only that I don’t remember anything else f
Naya’s POV‘Elisa!’Having a wolf that was as strong as Elisa was the envy of everyone. An envy that I had known for twenty-five years before my first life ended.But none of them knew the disadvantages. Despite being my wolf, Elisa could take over my body while I was in human form. And she always did it at the worst timing. Like right now. I gulp as the man’s eyes fall on me; his blue eyes are clear and bright. So clear that they want to pull me in. Yet, there’s a chilling coldness in them that makes me want to stay away. And even as a shifter, I feel like he could be a threat to me. Was this man human? And if he wasn’t, why couldn’t I smell his wolf on him? “You need a groom?” He finally asked.I take a deep breath while trying to find the most logical explanation for what just happened. Yet, in that moment, the struggle for control between Elisa and me is even stronger. Like always, she wins.“Yes, I need a groom.” The man gives me another piercing stare that seems to go o