"I don't know," he replied, "but I figured out you might be up to something lately."As he finally took his seat, his piercing gaze locked onto mine."Don't tell me you're the one who killed my servant for no reason?" I asked, trying to maintain a calm tone."I received a report from my servant that your servant killed himself rather than reveal something," he replied. "Then we came to a conclusion.""What conclusion?" I asked."Because the last thing I remember is me working on establishing a business in this land, and I told you to assist me as the man I'm going to marry," I replied."And you feel threatened by a nobody... I will never select for," he declared."Threatened by a nobody? I don't get you... Who are you talking about, exactly?" I asked.Drake waved his hand dismissively. "Whatever... Let's forget about it. But if you know something about it, drop it. There's no gain in killing a whole pack."Drake's POV"Whatever... Let's forget about it. But if you know something about
Drake POV"Sir, check the news, sir," Jeo's voice rang out, concern etched in his tone."What is it about?" I asked."Daisy, sir," he replied, his tone serious."Where can I watch it?" I asked."On SM Television station," he replied.I decided to watch it, and since I was in my office at Drake Central Group, I quickly tuned in. The news footage showed Daisy, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desperation, stabbing someone repeatedly until he dropped dead. The victim was none other than the assassin.Gloria's POVI watched in horror as Daisy stabbed someone with a knife until he dropped dead. The scene was brutal, and I couldn't believe my eyes."This is the latest news we're currently showing. We received this intel, a video of an incident that happened on a plane. A slave girl, a scholarship recipient, brutally murdered someone. The reason behind the murder is unknown, but it's clear she's a dangerous person who needs to be avoided, given her capability to kill. Now, think about
Drake's POVThe Senate President's voice echoed through the air. I gazed straight ahead, locking eyes with Daisy, who stood at the entrance of my penthouse."Law is law, Drake. She has to be arrested," the Senate President added.I turned to face him, my eyes also meeting Alpha Stone's."I never said you shouldn't arrest her," I began, my tone measured. "However, the fool who gave the order to barge into my penthouse without my permission should prepare to face the consequences.”"I'm among them. I'm sorry. I didn't know they'd barge in. Maybe they're less aware that it's your house," he replied, attempting to apologize."Sorry won't solve anything," I said, my tone firm. "But regardless, I'll be dealing with one of your dogs now." I glanced at the police captain, who looked down, embarrassed and afraid.I made a call to someone, and he picked up on the first ring."Chief of police," I said."Yes, sir," he replied."Fire the police captain you sent to my house," I instructed.There wa
“Drake promised to consider my daughter as a mate, and then I decided to make some investigation about him. I discovered that he's extremely caring towards Daisy, which raised my suspicions,” he declared. “A high-born naturally hates slaves more, so why is his attitude towards her different?” “I see. So, you feel threatened that he has feelings for her and will choose her,” I declared, my eyes narrowing in understanding. “Yes,” he replied. “Drake will likely be the future president, and I will never give up the position of the first lady to a slave, which I know is impossible,” he replied, his tone resolute. “For sure. He can't even make a mere slave a mate. It's against all pack laws and even national laws,” I replied. “I'll take my leave,” he said, and with that, we parted ways, heading towards our respective vehicles. Joe POV Just as Millie and her convoy were about to enter their cars to leave an outing, I arrived, making a sharp halt as I stepped out. “Miss Millie,” I ca
“Sir Drake is interested in this case,” he declared, and a fleeting smile crossed my face before quickly disappearing.“But... can he really aid in Daisy's release? The offense she committed is inscribed in the slave reforms of 1976, and more than one higher-up is involved,” I declared, voicing my concerns.“So, is there any other higher-up present today?” he asked, his tone probing.“Yes, Alpha Stone,” I replied, and his expression changed, a look of concern flashing across his face.“What's wrong?” I asked, stepping out of my car as he shifted from his bent position, allowing me to exit. I did so because bending over might be uncomfortable, and I didn't want to let him in.“That's bad news,” he declared, his expression somber.“Is there a reason why?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.“There’s no need to worry about that… Like I said earlier, Sir Drake is interested in this case, especially since it happened on his private jet. Just keep your mind at ease,” he replied, his tone reassuri
“Spare me that... You mother of a witch who bewitched my son,” he declared angrily, his words dripping with disdain. I had sensed his animosity earlier.“To what do I owe this visit?” I asked, trying to steer the conversation forward.“Before I reveal the main purpose of my visit, I want to express the anger I've harbored for a long time,” he declared, his voice laced with resentment.“My son broke the curse band using reverse curse unseal,” he revealed, his words taking me aback.“What!” I exclaimed, surprised. “How was he able to successfully perform the reverse curse unseal?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.He glared at me with hatred before continuing. “Well, since you want to know, I'll tell you... There's a witch in our lineage. He managed to tap into his foremothers' power he has and successfully unsealed it,” he explained.“But that fool of a son I have did that and refused to use it for me. He told me straight to my face that he's not going to use it for me,” he declared, his a
Drake POVI entered the meeting room, and we all took our seats. The meeting was being held on the president's ship, docked in our waters.“What’s the reason you called this meeting, Drake?” Alpha Xender, a man of 200 years, inquired.“A slave under my care killed an assassin in self-defense and is now facing death for it,” I announced, my voice firm.“I don’t see why you’d be invested in protecting a mere slave from death unless there’s another reason at play,” Alpha Ronnie queried.“And if you’re with wisdom, I don’t see why a slave should die for acting in self-defense. If anyone should take responsibility, it’s me,” I declared.“It doesn’t matter... Whether she killed in self-defense or not, she should still be put to death,” Alpha Stone declared, his voice dripping with venomous hatred.“We all know you harbor a deeper hatred for the Whitewater pack, but don’t let that cloud your judgment,” I cautioned.“Drake, this is the law... First, is there evidence that she killed an assass
“The Immortal of Whitewater isn’t foolish enough to wage war he knows he’ll lose,” I declared.Alpha Xender’s interest was piqued. “Why do you say that?” he asked, his eyes locked intently on mine.“I’ve clashed with the Immortal of Whitewater twice, and from those encounters, I’ve gathered that he’s not interested in waging war against us. Even if the Whitewater were to find a way to restore their power, he’d still avoid conflict. His true aim is to free them from slavery with our approval,” I explained.Alpha Sparrow’s face twisted in anger. “So, Stone, you and whoever fed you that vision can go to hell,” he snapped, his words dripping with absolute anger.“We all know why you’re supporting Drake,” he declared.“What about the President? Is he okay? There’s a rumor circulating that he’s currently in a coma and receiving treatment,” Alpha Amelia asked.“Some claim he’s already dead,” Alpha Stone declared, his eyes locked on mine, searching for a reaction, but my expression remained i
"I also find myself harboring feelings for you," he admitted, and a wide smile spread across my face before I could stop it. "But I wasn't accepting it... obviously, you know why," he added. "Yeah... We’re from two different worlds, and I’m just a slave," I said, though joy bloomed fiercely inside me, knowing that Drake had feelings for me too. I had suspected it, he and Ruby were the only ones who treated me like a human, not a slave. And from someone of his status, it had always felt strange and suspecting... yet wonderful. "But..." "But you can't settle for me because I'm a slave. I understand. One thing is having feelings for a slave, but another is settling for one as a lover or mate, considering the public, your family, your reputation, and your pack. Even you wouldn't be able to get what you want. I understand. I've resigned myself to this cruel fate, and I wish you well in your current or future relationships," I declared, cutting him off as my emotions shifted from sadne
“Let’s take a walk,”“But the night could be dangerous,” I replied, hesitation in my voice. I didn’t trust the wasteland, and I rarely ventured out at night."Don't be afraid. No one will hurt us; I am more dangerous," he declared as we left the living room together.We started walking down the untiled street.Drake’s POVI chose to take a walk with this lady and see the Whitewater Pack environment. And true to everything I had heard about it, it matched exactly."Daisy, how would you feel if you had everything you wanted?" I asked.Daisy’s POVWhat does he mean by that question? Does he know that he is among the things I want, someone I wish to be with for the rest of my life, apart from the fact that I desire the best life for my surviving parent, my mother."I would be the happiest person in the world," I declared."And what if you couldn't have everything you wanted?" he asked."I would have to deal with the fact that you can't always get everything you desire, and some things are
"What are you even thinking about?" she asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes."What do you think I'm thinking about?" I countered."Probably about your girlfriend," she muttered under her breath, her voice so soft it was almost a whisper she hadn't meant for me to catch."What did you just say?" I pressed."Nothing," she replied quickly, avoiding my gaze."I heard you," I said. "Probably about my girlfriend."She looked startled, her eyes widening slightly."And what exactly do you want to use my girlfriend for?" I added, leaning in with a mischievous glint in my eye."Nothing. I mean, I don't care about her. I'm not using her for anything," she rushed out, her words tumbling over each other, and I smiled inwardly."Whatever," I replied casually, and at that moment, her mother walked in, now looking more like an older version of Daisy. She was very beautiful, though Daisy surpassed her in beauty level.Their features clicked perfectly, and no one would ever mistake her for someone
"Drop your gun and tell Mr. Clinton to come down now," Drake instructed, his voice cold and commanding. "At my far left, there’s a sniper waiting to eliminate him from his location, and my head guard does not miss a target." He concluded, his gaze unwavering as I watched the man, known as the richest in the area, step out of the car."Drake, the president’s son," the man exclaimed, shocked, as his guards immediately dropped their weapons upon hearing the revelation."Show respect, slave," Drake declared, his voice laced with disdain."It is an honor to meet you, Sir. To what do I owe this huge visit?" he asked, his tone suddenly respectful, although he hadn’t looked in my direction until now. "Can we go inside so that I can welcome you properly?" he suggested, gesturing toward his house."You expect me to enter this lowly house? You disgust me," Drake responded, his voice dripping with contempt. I had long since forgotten this extreme side of him. He sounded like someone who wouldn't
"Okay. I will love to protect your ego as a man," I declared, chuckling. "In fact, you should never even smell the position of an Alpha if you fall sick. And if you're already in that position and fall sick, you should defeat it," I added playfully."You are always a rascal," he said, and I laughed.Drake POVAs I stared at her laughing, I was forced to look away for reasons best known to me.An inner struggle currently existed within me.Daisy POV"We set out for the journey later today," he declared. Judging from the last time I checked the clock, it should be around 12 AM by now. Hours had already passed."Yes, Alpha," I said, making a playful jest.Time passed, and eventually, morning arrived at last. I barely got any sleep, busy preparing for my visit to my mother. I had ordered a lot of groceries and other useful items for her. They had been delivered as expected. Throughout this time, since Drake and I returned, he had remained in his room.I was already dressed and sitting in
I guessed this was it, the moment of my death, and it further confirmed what Joe had said earlier about gambling his life."Drake..." she called out."Shhh," he murmured. "Don't interfere," he added firmly."I will brace myself for death. I’ll take it with courage, sir. I truly enjoyed serving you... I'm sorry for not thinking before moving in. I was so worried with her safety that I didn't realize I might be aiding her death instead," I confessed, bowing my head as silent took over."I know," he said quietly, and I lifted my gaze to meet his. Relief filled me knowing he understood my intentions."I can read your mind clearly and your emotions," he added, making me wonder if that meant he would spare me. Not that it mattered anymore; I accepted whatever fate awaited me."There is punishment for your mistake," Sir Drake stated, still pointing the gun at me. "So that next time, when you want to protect something, you'll think before you act," he added coldly."Joe, take over," he comma
We drove past a lone Jeep heading in the opposite direction along the empty road.Suspicion prickled at the back of my mind, but I shook it off, focusing instead on reaching the target, which had stopped moving at a specific location.Alpha Alfie POV“I think that was Drake’s car that just passed us,” my PA remarked, peering back through the side mirror.“How are you so sure?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“The plate number confirmed for me,” he replied confidently.“That was a good escape,” I thought to myself.“I can't bear for Drake to see my role in this killing her especially if he truly loves her. If he ever finds out, he will hate me beyond redemption.”Joe's POVAs soon as we arrived, I spotted our men stationed a safe distance away from the warehouse.“Where is Lucas?” I asked sharply, directing my question toward Drake’s guards, not the temporary hired ones.“He went inside to check the situation,” one of them responded.“And he couldn’t even call to inform us that he had arri
“Sir, Daisy has been kidnapped,” I said, my voice low but clear.Silence he remained.I glanced back, expecting a reaction but chose instead to keep my eyes on the road. The tension behind me was palpable."So, you found out that it's Alpha Alfie your friend is working for" Sir Drake declared finally."Yes, sir," I confirmed."He will stop at nothing to see Daisy dead," Drake muttered. "I sensed it in every word, every look he gave me. He’s convinced something dangerous is about to happen to me because of Daisy—and he’ll do anything to stop it. He worships the law of this land like a god, and that makes him even more dangerous."Jeo's POV“Sir, what are we going to do now?” I asked, glancing at him through the rearview mirror.“Alpha Alfie has managed to corner me using his own trump card,” he replied with a cold edge. “But I anticipated this move the moment an assassination attempt was made on Daisy.”He paused briefly, then added, “I placed a tracker on every piece of clothing suppl
I remained silent, watching it unfold.Flashback“Those rascals may try to sabotage everything if I win. But I have the perfect countermeasure,” I stated firmly during a private discussion with my headguard.“If I may ask, sir, what is it?” he inquired curiously.“After thinking it through carefully, I realized something important. Daisy never killed the assassin on our country’s land, water, or air. The assassination took place in international waters. That means we can’t use our national laws to judge her,” I explained.“But couldn’t they argue that since it happened in international airspace and she’s from this land, our laws should apply?” Jeo asked, a note of concern in his voice.“No. She’s not a citizen, she’s a slave. Regardless of that, international law is what should govern the matter. And under that law, she cannot be punished for acting in self-defense. Even the time zone in which it happened isn’t aligned with ours,” I concluded calmly.Flashback ends“Are you trying to