Alexander’s PovI settled back in my office, a smirk on my face, as I contemplated my plans regarding Emilia's inappropriate behavior. I couldn't help but smile at the thought. With a heavy sigh, I uttered her name, "Emilia..." It's hard to believe how desperate she has become in trying to insert herself into my life. It's unfortunate, really. I've reached a point where I can no longer hide my irritation whenever she's near. After placing my order, a chill ran down my spine. It was unusual for me to remain silent while observing her actions, as I'm someone who excels at strategizing for success. What a perfect way for her to make a fool of herself. The situation would only improve if I could eliminate her presence. As I sank deeper into the couch, I began to enjoy its comfort, almost drifting off into a peaceful slumber. "Alexander," a soft, sweet voice called out. I could hear it echoing, but I couldn't pinpoint its source. "Sounds familiar, doesn't it?" I asked my inner wolf,
Alexander's PovI could see her shadow gliding toward the door, lit by a beam of light that sent a rush of excitement through me as I eagerly awaited her arrival.“Why is she taking so long?” I wondered, trying to get a better look at the shadow approaching my doorstep. I confirmed it was indeed her shadow. My anxiety was palpable, though I couldn't quite understand why I felt that way. She resembled a maid, yet there was something unique about her.As she entered, I gestured for her to close the door behind her. I noticed how slowly she walked in.“Well, here you are!” I said in a welcoming tone.“Take off my shoes and help me relax. It’s been an incredibly busy day,” I instructed, extending my foot toward her. A warm smile appeared on my face, though I couldn't fully grasp why. It was somewhat amusing how often I smiled.She approached, her expression cool and indifferent as she took hold of my foot. “What’s with all this show he’s putting on?” she whispered.“I heard that. Just get
Isabella's PovIt was a jolt to witness his sudden shift in reaction. Initially, he was composed and amiable, but then, without warning, he changed as though the beast in him was awakened.“What on earth is happening?” I pondered, retracing my steps to his room after being sent out like I was a nobody.A nagging thought crossed my mind—could it be the water I had brought that set him off? Why should I care? This was someone who had treated me poorly, yet here I was, feeling a twinge of sympathy for him in his current turmoil.I gently tapped on the door, eager to avoid provoking him further. “Alexander, may I come in?” I asked softly.As I turned the knob, I discovered it was unlocked. Peering through the narrow crack, I caught sight of him, seething with anger.“How dare she dredge up the past? How dare she?” he bellowed, his fury palpable.It was clear that something deeper was fueling his outburst. I had been yearning to voice a request, something I had mulled over in the garden, a
Daniel's PovSitting in my office, I found myself fixated on the pile of documents sprawled across my desk, but my motivation to tackle them had vanished, my thoughts drifting to personal matters. Everything around me suddenly began to piss me off.A bitter smile crept onto my face as my frustration bubbled over, prompting me to grab the papers and crush them in my grip until they tore into shreds. “Damn it!” I shouted, slamming my fist against the desk. I couldn’t shake the anger that surged through me after receiving the shocking news.I barked at the man standing before me, “When did all this happen?”“Um, it’s been a while now,” he stammered, clearly uneasy. I could tell there must be more explanations to give.“A while, you say? What exactly transpired? How did it happen?” I pressed, my voice laced with fury.“Feom the information we gathered, Mr. Robert owes the Alpha a substantial sum of money and hasn’t been able to settle it for quite some time now and, this must have lead t
Isabella's PovUpon arriving home, I was immediately overwhelmed by a mix of sadness and pain. Memories from the past flooded my mind. This is the house where I was born, the place where I grew up and experienced so much joy, but it is also where I faced significant sorrow and sadness.As I stepped out of the car and onto the cracked driveway, my gaze wandered around, and the familiar surroundings brought a warm smile to my face, as if everything was reaching out to greet me with open arms.The familiarity of the place enveloped me, filled with echoes of childhood laughter and summer afternoons spent playing. The memories kept resurfacing.I took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers, which transported me back to a simpler time. My mind was flooded with memories: birthday parties, family barbecues, and lazy Sundays spent reading on the porch swing. My heart ached at the thought of the painful memories, but despite the hurt, I knew I had to hold my
Evelyn POVWhile seated in the frigid, dimly lit room, I heard the door creak open, and then a voice slithered in, "You're starting to lose your grip, aren't you? Weakness is creeping in. Just look at yourself, take a good look at yourself, those who once stood by you have pulled their support. Those backing you up internationally, have withdrawn back. It’s truly a shame, and I can’t help but feel sorry for you. I fear you might have to start all over again, or perhaps even face a situation worse than before. You will begin from scratch!"Her fist clenched tightly, a storm of anger brewing within her. She has been this way for a while now, leaving me speechless. Her nags and complaints drive me nuts and get me to a point where my focus could no longer be met. I knew the challenge ahead was formidable, I am aware of my current situation which got me determined to find a way out, no matter the cost.“Can’t you see? You’ve already lost!” she shouted, her voice echoing into my ears, drown
Isabella's PovI gazed at the elderly man in front of me. His hands shook, clearly shaken by something intense. “You should be glad to see me,” I murmured, trying to suppress my smile. I had missed him deeply, but I couldn't reveal the extent of my feelings; he needed to realize how much he had hurt me.As I looked at him, my heart sank at the sight of his pale, dry skin. “What happened to you?” I thought, tears threatening to spill, but I refused to let them fall.He raised his trembling hands to his chest, and I could see him trying to call my name. I noticed he seemed to struggle to speak. “Don’t say anything if it’s too hard,” I communicated through our eye contact. In my mind, I had already embraced him and even kissed him, but I couldn't bring myself to do it in reality.I could see the guilt in his eyes; I had long since learned to read emotions through them. Just as I noticed he was having trouble breathing and speaking, he collapsed to the ground.“Dad!” I shouted, rushing t
IsabellaAfter my father and step mother saw me, they drove me back to the house and apologized profusely the entire time. I said nothing since I couldn't believe my luck. What were the possibilities of running into the reason I was fleeing? We finally arrived home, and I was escorted to the couch, where my father and stepmother sat by me, and the Alpha king across from them. "Your Majesty, we are deeply sorry for what happened back here; I assure you that it was a strange accident. This is Isabella, our daughter,” My father added, "She's the one you requested," And all I could do was look at the floor in bewilderment.The fact that my father hadn't bothered to clarify what was going on to me beforehand perplexed me. If I hadn't overheard their chat, I'd have had no idea. "But where was she going in such a hurry?" The king inquired, and my father laughed uneasily. "That was my fault, I had sent her to run one last errand before you arrived, nothing else," he lied. "I see," the k