Alpha Michael's POV; "How is she doing, Doctor?" "She's getting better. Her sickness wasn't so serious. She must have caught the flu but she is doing well right now." After loitering for over an hour, news finally came. Catherine was fast asleep with Jason cuddled into her. I gave them one last look before walking into the ward with the doctor. Julia was awake and she was watching a cartoon on the television. I stood by the door, watching her with a smile as she snacked on crackers. "She looks well indeed. When will she be discharged?" "Tonight, if possible," The doctor replied. "But she will be taking a few medications. You will get the prescription from the front desk on your way out so you can get it from the dispensary." "Thank you, Doctor. We will be leaving tonight." I replied. "I'll leave you to her then." As soon as the doctor left, I stood by the door for a while, watching as she ate from her bag of chips and laughed before I walked into the r
Catherine POV:There was something off about Michael. He'd been quiet the whole time, only answering to sleepy Jason who kept asking him questions. Even when we were taking Julia's prescriptions, he had lost a lot, not even hearing most of my questions and all of that. “Michael?" "Yeah?" He whipped his head to look at me. "What's up?" "Uhm, nothing," I muttered. "I wanted to ask something but she already got clarity." "You sure?" He asked and I nodded. The rest of the drive remained in silence and I kept watching him from time to time. Julia fell asleep and he made it a point of duty to take her up to her bed. I followed after him with Jason holding my hand and when I tucked him into bed, I went in search of Michael who had already left Julia's room and I found him in the kitchen, sipping from a glass of orange juice. A pill bottle was on the kitchen island. “Michael?" He turned to look at me and gently placed the cup on the counter before he slipped the pill bottle into hi
Catherine’s POV: The next morning, I am awake really early. Julia is awake when I slip into her room and Jason is right beside her with a glass of milk. Frowning, I shut the door behind me. "Jason, where did you get milk from?" He pulls away from Julia and gently places the cup on the table beside him. "Dad. He was here this morning to give Julia sown milk but she refused until I came." Then he looks at Julia who doesn't look the least bothered. "I don't know why she keeps being hard on him. He's so nice to us and even tries to spend time with us but she doesn't seem to like it." Sighing, I take a seat beside Julia so that the both of us are flanking her. "I think we need to give her time. Julia, you shouldn't be hard on him all the time. He's nice to you and to us all. I know you don't like him but do have respect for him at least?" A knock sounded on the door before anyone else could say anything. Pushing to my feet, I walked to the door and pulled it open. A m
Catherine’s POV: At exactly thirty minutes past nine, I am already dressed. My ivory dress stops above my knees but isn't too indecent to show skin. According to the dress maker, she said Michael didn't want me wearing a ball gown as it was just a dinner get together. It was why we chose this dress. It was beautiful. It shone under the light in its ivory glory and the golden sequins were cast against the walls in the most beautiful shade I'd ever seen. My makeup was impeccable, pristine and commanding respect. Even with a red lipstick on, it made me look very much respectable and I loved the cherry bubble lipgloss she lined over the pale brown lipstick. My hair was combed up on a chignon bun, glimmering under the lights that lined my room walls. I looked so beautiful. So beautiful and when I stepped my feet into my ivory pumps, I knew I was here to rule tonight. All the nervousness escaped my body and was replaced by this intense feeling of confidence. I knew I was going to t
Alpha Michael's POV: From the moment I stepped into the Palace, I could tell that Catherine was deeply uncomfortable. Of course, it was her first time being the host of a dinner get-together and I had asked that she take care of everything, which was a dick move by the way. I knew I was mad at her because of what she did last night and I had asked her to do this mostly out of spite which was definitely the wrong move. No matter how mad she made me, I shouldn't have asked her to do any of that. It wasn't good for either of us or our guests. But I was surprised to find out that she was doing really well with everything. She was taking control and that made me so happy but I didn't dare show it. I just stood there, watching as she welcomed the Alpha of Dark Moon before I decided to step in. The surprise in her face lingered even when I stood around and when I left, I left with the assurance that she was going to take care of everything. And now, I am back. Of
Catherine's POV: After dinner, everyone was left to mingle with one another. I remained in my seat for a long time, bracing for socialization and watching Michael do it so flawlessly. Well, he knew a lot of people here and I did not. Not at all. "You're lucky, you know?" I whipped my head to the side. A woman who I hadn't seen was seated right beside me, a beautiful but caustic smile on her face. She had the most beautiful shade of blond hair and her eyes were as blue as the seas. None of that did justice to her beauty. She was an epitome of perfection. "Hello to you too." I replied, feeling slightly awkward that I was being directly spoken to. "And what do you mean?" Her eyes fleeted over to Michael who stood before two men with a glass of wine in his hand. I turned back to look at her. "You're so smitten." Smitten? What the hell was she talking about? I would have asked her to mind her business if I didn't have to pretend like I really was. From the looks of
Alpha Michael's POV; After she left, I went straight to Celine, pushing past the other guests and not even looking at their faces. She was standing with Grace and they were whispering about something that made her cackle with laughter. "Excuse me ladies, may I have a minute with Celine?" "Of course," Grace nodded, a smile still on her face. "Thank you for inviting us tonight. Great dinner by the way. Your wife is so beautiful. I wish I had talked to her before she left." "His wife?" Celine spluttered a laugh and before she could say anything else, I pulled her to the side and took her away from the hall, right back to where I was standing with Catherine before she angrily left. "What the fuck is wrong with you, huh?" She raised her brows in faux confusion. "What are you talking about? Don't tell me you pulled me all the way from the hall to this place to ask me that?" "What did you say to her?" I hissed, glaring down at her. Celine only leaned against
Catherine's POV: "You're not leaving. I will not allow it." Those were his next words after my speech. His expression was unreadable but I know he really means it when he says that I am not leaving. "Why?" I asked, eyes wide in exasperation. "Why won't you let me leave? Why would you tell everyone we are divorced and yet, you won't let me leave? Why? Have I done something to upset you? Tell me if I have because I am tired of all these. I am tired of being on the receiving end of everything. It never affects you. Hell, you're Alpha Michael of Evergreen Pack and I am just a woman who happens to be your Luna. Unluckily. So what exactly do you want from me?!" "Nothing, Catherine. I think you're making a brash decision right now and this is me not trying to manipulate you believing you're wrong for wanting to leave. I totally understand why but I don't want you to leave because we can talk this out." "What's there to talk about?" She flapped her hand and sighed with