I wouldn't survive this fall. My life flashed before my eyes and desperation pooled my soul. Moon goddess, please. One desperate wish. One frantic prayer. 'Please. I don't want to die.’ Then I landed. I landed. And my eyes fluttered open as a gasp ripped out of my throat. I landed… on a bed? What the hell? The piercing beeps and whirs of equipment assaulted my ears, followed by the strong smell of antiseptic. Where was I?! This wasn't Valtaria. *** A shove down the stairs was the birth of a new life, an old soul, and a new body. Maya’s rebirth is her weapon, if a mere Omega can cheat death, then surely she can do a lot more. Like bringing her foes to their knees and making Valtaria plead her mercy. She can shame the man who once deemed her worthless but now finds her irresistibly desirable Slowly, Maya starts to realize her new life isn't all it pans out to be and her demons no longer lurk in the shadows. They manifest right before her eyes in ways she never thought possible.
View MoreMAYA“You son of a bitch!”Atlas's anger boiled over as he continued to pummel Adam, who stood motionless, his eyes cast downward. “You're incompetent!”Atlas yelled, his fists flying. “You had one job! You're supposed to protect my wife, and you can't even do that!"I watched in horror as Atlas's rage intensified, his words cutting deep. I'd never seen him like this before, and it frightened me.“Atlas, stop!” I screamed, rushing over to him. “What's wrong with you?!”I cradled my stomach, my stomach hurting from yelling at him but he wouldn’t listen, almost as though the Atlas I knew had disappeared. What the hell? I was bewildered, my heart racing despite the fatigue that weighed on my bones. “Atlas!” Atlas finally released Adam, who stumbled backward, his face bloodied but his expression eerily calm. I turned to Atlas, my anger and fear boiling over.“Why are you acting like this?” I demanded, my voice shaking. “Why are you more concerned about yelling at Adam than checking on me
MAYA“Please…”It wasn’t Arzhel— I must be hallucinating. Why would he even be here? I wasn’t Maya, not anymore.I crumpled to the ground, the searing pain in my abdomen felt like a thousand knives stabbing me repeatedly. I couldn't catch my breath. Just as I thought I was going to pass out.“Hey, are you okay?”I tried to respond, but my voice was barely a whisper. The voice grew louder, and I felt a hand on my shoulder, rolling me onto my back. That's when I saw him, and that it really was him—Arzhel. His face was etched with concern, but I didn't want his help. I didn't want anything to do with him.“Go away, Arzhel,” I managed to croak, trying to push him away. “Leave!”But he didn't listen. He grasped my wrists, holding me in place. “No, I'm not going anywhere. You're clearly in distress. What's wrong?”If this were Valtaria and I was still the same woman I was, the one who would do anything for Arzhel’s car, I would have mistaken this look in his eyes for affection.Why…did he
MAYAQuestioning why I had woken up to a sinking feeling in the depths of my stomach would be avoiding the elephant in the room. Yesterday. Ugh. I had walked out on Atlas, denying him everything he had a right to.It wasn’t like I wanted to, but all the guilt I was being spoon-fed was toxic to my stomach, more than I gave myself credit to handle. My limbs were breaking and this notion of revenge wasn’t a strong enough motivation to haul me out of bed.Sitting there with the hurt and the toil of it all, the doorknob turned and it sprang open. My breath hitches, my ears ringing for no reason at all. Atlas walked in bearing a tray with an aroma that disclosed maybe not the reason behind it, but what it was.I saw no reason for breakfast in bed after I practically shoved him off me and locked myself up in my room last night. “Good morning,” he said, smiling with his eyes. I answered with a nod, instinctively pulling the sheets closer. Was there anything like being too aware of one’s body
MAYAIt was more than shock, this feeling that encapsulated me.It was raw, undefined fear, my nerves freezing and my heart pounding so intensely I was sure it would shatter if it beat any harder. Stepping into our home with my feet didn’t feel like I was doing it myself.It was almost as though I had tumbled into autopilot. I crashed into the chair and immediately asked the maid for a cup of water.This couldn’t be happening. With one hand supporting my stomach, guiding my baby while the other twisted my hair, I reeled. I thought I could handle this, but this weakness that I was subjected to made me feel nothing but disgust towards myself.I should be stronger than this. Even as I said all these, droplets of tears still spilled from my eyes urgently. I hissed, wanting to stop thinking about it.They moved into this estate? Why? And with Elenore. I wanted nothing but for her to be eviscerated, her organs bathing the streets. How dare she!? Just then, the sound of approaching footfall
ARZHELA FEW HOURS EARLIERThere were several things to marvel about in this big city but I never included my dead mate’s look-alike on the list. The contaminated air and noise had been the top of my priorities until this woman— Mara, came and sat right atop it, disorganizing everything in my head.I sank into the couch, gripping a glass of whiskey. How hypocritical of me to fault day drinking when it had become all I had resorted to?Her face haunted me. It took a bit out of my heart every moment and my wolf had known no rest. Such mental torture I hadn’t ever experienced.The way she looked at me with such bountiful hate in her eyes, it fizzled through me, bringing all that buried guilt to the surface, and it just tangled around my neck and knocked the breath out of my throat.Despite not despising Maya as much as I acted, I could have done better, and now that was all I could think of. This guilt would kill me. My suitcase still sat by the door in the huge, unfurnished living room.
MAYA Perhaps I shouldn't have phrased that question as I did because Atlas didn't look very happy about it. That confirmed it and piqued my curiosity even more.Atlas didn't stop walking to the kitchen, which was unnecessary because any of the maids could have done it. We had quite a number of them that I did, too, which made it easier for us to relate. His shoulders slumped, and he turned to me, looking fairly sad. “I was hoping we buried that in the past, but for people like us, our entire lives are documented in papers, all day, every day.”“Oh?”“I'll tell you all about it as we eat, my love, but be rest assured that divorce would have been the biggest mistake of our lives.”Rest assured? Oh please. I'd flipped into a full-blown panic while standing there. I knew nothing and had to believe whatever he said.Did Mara want to leave him? What the hell happened between these two? People didn't just…divorce. Something had to trigger it. As if on cue, Atlas’ voice crushed my thoughts i
MAYA“Honey! How was work today?” My face was met with sloppy kisses and a hug that clenched my intestines. Atlas really loved his wife— I could tell from how he looked at her.At me. My hands fell limply to my side as I didn't know what to do with them. “It was quite hectic but fun nonetheless.”I settled on the couch, and he sat next to me, eyes keen on my face like he was about to start reading my experiences of them. Atlas looked eager to hear me.I groaned, trying to decide what and what part I was going to tell him. Though it might not matter much, I was locked in an elevator with my ex-husband for minutes, and he held my waist, and it felt good.Against my will and defence kind of good. Atlas snuggled closer, brushing the tendrils off my face and tucking them behind my ears. It felt mechanical and cold.“Dinner is almost ready. You can get changed, and then we'll talk all about it, my love. Right now, let's get you showered.”Nodding, I stood up and headed to my room— with Atl
MAYAThe elevator lurched, and I stumbled. Strange noises—creaks, groans, and screeching — echoed through the metal box. My heart racing, I grabbed the handrail.“What's happening?” I demanded, panic creeping in.The lights continued to flicker, and it registered in my head slowly that I was screwed, literally. The elevator had decided to malfunction at the wrongest time— with Arzhel inside it!“Uh,” I looked around, trying to hide my distress. “What's going on?”Silence lingered between us, tense and rigid. It was frustrating how heavy everything was, but it got worse when the last light source went off, too, and the small box plummeted into a torturing black.Immediately, I fished for my phone and turned on my flashlight. I could hear my heart pound against my ribcage, dreading this situation. Arzhel, on the other hand, kept mute ,but I felt his eyes on me from time to time.Beads of sweat breaking on my forehead, I immediately dialed the maintenance number as I didn't have Cheryl's
MAYAThe sight of him caused my stomach to flip, and it felt like the walls of the room were closing in on me. It knocked the breath out of me, and I just stood there, staring blankly at the very bane of my existence.ARZHEL? Why was he here? How did he get there? The shock on his face mirrored mine. It wasn't every day you got to see the woman you'd killed.My blood went cold, and all the pressure clashed in, tightening my stomach and plunging me to the depths of hell. In just three weeks, he looked nothing like I'd remembered.His eyes, wide open in awe, were sunken, and his skin pale like he'd died for hours. One question: why was he here?I swallowed hard and hid my trembling hands, forcing myself to remember I wasn't Maya anymore. I wasn't the weak woman he'd once left behind. This was my turf, and I'd burn him in it.Straightening my face, I feigned ignorance and stepped forward to Arzhel’s presence. “From what I remember, you had your own company in this state, and I see no rea
MAYA “Mayalupa!” The head maid’s voice pierced into my ears and I looked up, immediately jumping to my feet. No! No! No! She mustn't find me like this! I could hear her footsteps echoing from the corridor and my poor heart thumped in sync with every step she took. She would murder me if she found me doing nothing. Doing nothing equaled lazing around. Technically, I'd call it taking a deserved break! The rest of the maids had gone to scrub the corridors clean, in preparation for tonight's ball. For the first time in five years, the young Alpha would arrive from his voyage and would be meeting his mate tonight, under the blessings of the full moon. We already knew who that would be. None other than Lady Elenore, the daughter of the Pack's Beta. There were so many rumors surrounding their relationship, despite how he'd been absent for five years. No one talked about where or why he'd gone for so long. I didn't care, so why start now? Most of the maids said he wrote Lady Elen...
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