NICKOLAS "Isn't that Valeria?" Ruby tapped Eve as she pointed at Valeria while she made an entrance. Eve staggered backwards but was held by Ruby as she stopped her from falling. "How? I thought she lost her life in the fire?" she stammered. Miss Sophie had told them about what happened but asked them to keep it to themselves. Miss Sophie gasped, "Val?" and everyone else in the room's attention darted to Valeria, bewildered by her sight as they began to murmur. "Why is she making an entrance with Alpha Nickolas?" A lady supported her jaw with her palm as she kept watching. "How... is that possible?" Tears streamed down Miss Sophie's face upon seeing Valeria alive. I wondered how hard it was for her. I wondered how badly she had cursed herself because of the incident. Soon, people's attention was directed at her, and she quickly wiped away her tears. Emilia's eyes widened at the sight of Valeria walking in with me. She pushed her chair backwa
VALERIA My eyes widened as Giselle ran over to where I was sitting and hugged me tightly. "I missed you so much, mummy." I felt her tears as they dropped on my arm. "I thought something had happened to you." I cupped her face and looked into her eyes, so this was how it felt... To be open about that one thing that belongs to you. Just when I was here thinking about how to explain to her all that had happened in the past years, "I miss you so much, my baby, and I'm sorry for taking this long to get to you." I lowered my head and said, "Mama is so sorry about that." Giselle sniffled her nose as I wiped off her tears. I knew she had a lot to talk to me about. I made her sit on my lap and say, "You don't have to worry about anything anymore. I promise you that no one will hurt you again. As long as I am here, no one will dare cross your path again. But, for tonight...you need to look beautiful tonight, my baby, okay?" I asked, and she nodded her head. "I was scared
VALERIA I didn't let go of Giselle... I allowed her to rest her body on mine when Nickolas asked me to speak to the people. I had a lot to say, but I still didn't want to say anything to them. I had tried to explain to them, but they never believed me... they never cared to check out what I was talking about. In this life, I just have myself, my daughter, Miss Sophie, and Eve... they are not just my family. They are my everything. It was going to take a while for me to get used to Nickolas', but he was going to work before that was going to ever happen. He was the reason why this began in the first place. "I owe nobody an explanation, but I believe it's right. I make everyone understand at least what went wrong." I began. The noise reduced as they all kept their ears high, waiting to know what I had to say to them. I felt respected, and I loved it. "Many of you don't know about my background... because I'm known as the girl who works in the kitchen." I too
NICKOLAS My face remained stern and disgusted by her sight. "I made the worst mistake of my life, believing you from the beginning." My voice echoed throughout the hall. "I reject the day I made you my mate." I expected the shock that was written on everyone's face. Even if I didn't reject her now, I would still do that later. Since she had the heart to throw such a tantrum and made me waste a whooping six years on her, she deserved way worse and a public rejection. Emilia stood up and rushed to me. "Nickolas, what are you saying? You can't reject me... I am your wife and the mother of your child!" she insisted. "Are you mad? Are you insane or about to become insane? The test results showed that you are not Giselle's mother, so what more do you want to hear?" I asked, raising the DNA test results in the air. "How do you explain this? How do you explain that your stepsister is the mother of my child and not you?" "Why didn't you tell me that you had a stepmother
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
NICKOLAS I held the glass of wine in my hand firmly while I watched and paid attention to everything that was said in the meeting. "Don't you think stripping out Sam's title was too much?" Ragnor asked as prominent lines appeared on his forehead. I glanced at Ragnor, then at Magnus, who nodded his head in affirmation at what Ragnor was talking about. They seemed to be worried about him, and I understood that. "No, it wasn't. He lied to me... he made me look like a fool." My voice echoed throughout the hall. He should have at least told me that Valeria was his daughter... I thought he only had one child because Emilia was the only one he introduced to me. "I understand, but you can't just pull out his title because of that. He has been beta ever since you were growing up, and he has been doing his job so well." Magnus paused. "You have to reconsider your decision." "I have made my decision, and that is final. He shouldn't have made such a mistake. He i
NICKOLAS I had no idea what Brutus wanted... I was gradually going insane. Everything that had been going on weighed me down one way or another. Not only that, I had to be careful and treat Brutus well. I needed to get on his good side so he would be satisfied and leave without causing any drama for any of us. Most importantly, I hoped that he wouldn't end up asking for my pack. It took me quite several years to build this empire to where it is now, and I would never give it out to my friend turned enemy. I walked past Giselle's room, and at that moment I realised my responsibility. I paused between my steps and walked back. I stood by the door and watched her play around with Xhafer. It didn't mean anything, but I always got jealous whenever I saw those two together. She had always been close to Xhafer. "That's because he's always been there for her as a friend. He is, most importantly, the father figure in her life." My wolf made me remember the facts, a
VALERIA Ever since I came into the castle, I made sure Nickolas never skipped any of his meals. I ensured to make his meals myself and made sure he had it all. We visited the hospital again, and I was happy that his condition was no longer critical. He was now on the safe side, and all he had to do was continue with the way I had been treating him. I walked into the kitchen, and my eyes met Miss Sophie's. I couldn't explain the joy I felt in my heart. I heard that she had travelled for some traditional rites some weeks ago. I hastened my steps and hugged her from behind, saying, "I missed you so much." My voice was barely above a whisper. Miss Sophie turned around and cupped my face, her lips curving into a bright smile. "It feels so good to see you again. I thought I'd never see you again." I could feel the eyes of the maids on us while we spoke. I had been the talk of the town ever since I returned. Most of them still couldn't believe that I had become t
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y
Camilla pushed some chairs out of her way as she rushed to Sam. Her eyes fell on Sam, sipping wine as he scrolled through his phone. Her ears flared up. "Sam, what's going on? Why aren't you saying anything? Why are you quiet, like we are not part of the family?" Camilla rested one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead. Sam didn't say a word; he didn't even look up at her. He remained engrossed in his phone with no atom of emotion written on his face. "You sat there while that stupid girl humiliated me and our daughter. You watched her slap me, and you did nothing about it." Camilla kept on ranting. That was all she could do. She couldn't fathom the fact that Sam remained quiet and wasn't saying anything. Or was he part of everything that had been going on? She had doubts about it but hoped it wouldn't be true. Sam adjusted his glass, turned off his phone, and placed it beside him on the couch. He looked up at Camilla and crossed his legs. "Camilla, y