April's POV The next morning, I jumped out of bed, and without even having a bath or at least, washing my face, I dashed up to Dorian's room. I had left the door unlocked, and I flung it open.His room was empty, and the atmosphere felt cold and gloomy like no one had slept there last night. I walked to his bed and placed the back of my palm on the sheets. I was right; they were icy cold. Dorian didn't come back home last night.I began to panic all over again, but I calmed myself down enough to rush back downstairs. I passed the kitchen and saw Susan making breakfast, and she was humming a tune. I knew that she could sense my presence, but she chose to ignore me, and I ignored her, too and hurried to the front door.I flung it open and saw that the parking lot was empty; Dorian hadn't come back at all last night. Why was he still out so late? I went back inside and headed straight to the kitchen to talk to Susan. I hated that I had to look at her face, but I had no other choice. S
Dorian's POVI woke up to the cold and damp darkness. My head was throbbing, and everything seemed to be spinning for a while before they came into sharp focus.It was dark where I was, and I couldn’t tell if it was day or night. I tried to move my hands, but they were chained to where I sat.What? Was I arrested? Why? On what grounds? What did I do?The questions rolled into my head, and I struggled to understand what was happening to me. I couldn't have been arrested. It was impossible for me to offend anyone in the short period of time I was here. I tried to understand what happened to me led me up to the point of being here.I had been looking for that bastard prince and saw a picture of the King. Then, I felt a sharp pain at the back of my neck, and then everything went black. It all seemed vague, but that was all I could remember. Nothing more occurred to me.Was staring at the picture of the King an offence?I heard a door creak open, and some light flooded into the room. Fina
April's POV I looked at Ivar in a mixture of shock and worry. I tried to get him to talk, but he dismissed me and told me hurriedly to get into his car.“There is too much to say. We can't talk here, April. I think it's best to go to your house and have this discussion.”I paused and looked at him with my eyes widened at his suggestion.“What? What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”I reeled myself in and pulled myself together. I remembered how Susan glared at me when I asked her where Dorian was. If she wasn't concerned about his whereabouts, then our place was definitely not where we could have a discussion about Dorian.“I am sorry, but I don't think my house is the best place for that discussion. I have a feeling that Susan won't like it.”Ivar looked at me in confusion.“It's difficult to explain, but just take my word for it. I think we should have the discussion at your place.”I prayed silently to the Goddess to make Ivar not push the topic further. And luckily for
Conrad’s POVI asked Jonas to chain Dorian with new shackles, and I watched with resentment.To think that he dared attack me. He must have really thought that he could take me on. Fortunately, I never went anywhere unprepared. Once Jonas had secured the chains, we left the room and headed quietly back to my office. As soon as I got inside, I slammed the door with fury and glared at Jonas, watching him look at me and cringe, his knees getting weaker and trembling under the weight of his body. I paced around angrily, and I could feel Jonas’ eyes all over me.No, no. What I saw was probably a hoax. It couldn't be true. There was no way that it was possible.Suddenly, Jonas interrupted my brooding. His shaky voice pulled me out of my thoughts."My Prince, w... what happened in there?"I glared at him. His question made it known to me that he knew exactly what was bothering me. I didn't answer him and simply turned away, looking into the void in my mind with anger.“Close the doors an
April's POVI woke up the next morning to my phone beeping endlessly. I yawned, stretched my fingers across to the bedside table, and picked up my phone.Who could be trying to contact me this early?I immediately thought that maybe it was Dorian who was texting me, and with enthusiasm and anticipation, I looked at the screen. I was a little saddened to see Lucy's name scrolled at the top. I immediately called her back. “Morning, April; I am glad that you are awake. I was suddenly beginning to worry that maybe you had gone missing, too.”I smiled and shook my head slowly. “Good morning, Lucy. I am so sorry. I was so tired yesterday and didn't hear my phone ring earlier. That's why I couldn't return your calls immediately.”"It's all right, said Lucy. I have always known you to be a long sleeper. I don't know if you've opened your email yet, but I sent you the time stamps for when Dorian entered the pack. I think you should look through them, and maybe you will find something.”I wa
April's POV As I watched the attackers retreat, relief rushed through me. But I still didn't understand what had happened. Why were they running away? I looked around at the people around me, who were all breathing erratically, panting from the run.“Are you sure there was an attack?” asked a lady, standing to her feet and glaring at a young man in a blue shirt. She was furious and walking menacingly towards him, evidently about to rip his head off.Soon, all eyes were on him, and I saw the nervousness in his eyes. They were wide, and his skin looked a ghostly pale. It was safe to assume that he was the one who raised the alarm and that everyone was angry with him for it. It didn't take long for everyone to join in soon and accuse him of raising the false alarm. I watched him as he backed away fearfully, looking at the angry mob in front of him, desperate to lynch him for interrupting their peaceful day. “Everyone needs to calm down,” I said loud enough for everyone to hear.Sile
April's POV“Oh, I can see that you are a little surprised. Did you think that I wouldn't find out? Let me shock you even further, April. I know everything, read everything, and saw everything you did to her. You pushed her to the point of depression!”My anger melted away slowly and was replaced by fear and anxiety. What was going on? How did she know about the diary, and did I do the things Stacie wrote about me?Dorian had shown it to me before, but I couldn't remember any of these instances, and now Paige claims to have witnessed every single one of them. Did I lose my memory? How come I couldn't remember something that everyone else remembered? What was wrong with me?“You thought you had everyone fooled, but I can see through your facade of innocence. I don't even know why Dorian has been protecting you for so long, but trust me, once he gets tired of it, I will make your crimes known to everybody, and they will all know what you did to your sister, what you did to your own fami
Dorian's POVI woke up and looked around. There was a slight light coming from a candle that was left in the room.Finally! I could see. I looked around and saw that I was alone. My side hurt, and I remembered that Conrad had shot me with a tranquiliser.That coward! Why couldn't he fight like a man?! It was a shame that he just ran off at any slight confrontation. He was not fit to be a prince.I soon heard a slight noise, and when I turned my head, I noticed a small flap in the door. It moved slightly, and soon, someone pushed a tray of cold food into my cell."Here is your meal, prisoner. I don't think captives like you deserve a hot meal."The person walked away, and I stared at the food on the ground. It was out of reach, and I was again chained to my chair.I ignored it and looked around the room. The air was damp and cold. It meant I was far from the warm light of day and fresh air. My best guess was that I was underground.I looked at the feeble chains and broke them off with