Vanya's POV: I don't know how long I stayed in the bathroom, all I remember was the feeling of pure comfort, and how the pain in my chest slowly lifted. My sobs gradually died down, and with it came exhaustion. My arms and legs felt like limp noddles, and I wanted to fall asleep right there. I thought I would feel embarrassed for crying in a bathroom, but I didn't. Instead I felt very hungry, tired, but still hungry. The women around me were all so sweet. Someone wiped my face, while another offered to retouch my makeup. I felt so cared for the way they treated me. By the time they were done, I stared at my reflection in the mirror and smiled. I had a natural blush from crying so much, my lips were red and plump too. It was like my tears had moisturized my face. I felt refreshed, energized, ready to take on whatever came my way. "Thank you," I said to them, unable to hide the tremble in my voice. "So so much, and I'm sorry for causing such a scene" "What scene?" One of the
Vanya's POV I felt happy too. Energized even. "It did." I said and smiled. I leaned forward and propped my chin on the back of my palms while my elbows were on the table. "So, about that rejection. How about we do it now? I'm struggling to remember the words." ***** "You're drunk." Was the first thing Marco said. He was waiting for me on the porch, as if he knew what was going to happen. He stood imposingly, his arms crossed and feet planted wide apart. I stumbled out of the car, which I was starting to realize wasn't mine. I had my heels in my hands, my purse clutched close to my chest "Hey dad!" I called out and waved. Marco narrowed his eyes at me. He walked down from the porch and over to the car. He bent down at the driver's seat. "And you are?" "Cheryl," A girls voice said. "Sorry, let me..." She came out of the car. "Ah! My savior!" I cried out and rushed over to her side. I hugged her tightly, my nose buried in the crook of her neck. "Thank you so so much for toda
Vanya's POV"Vanya! What a pleasant surprise!"I can't believe I'm doing this right now. But at long last, I had decided I can no longer put it off.So I made the long journey to Cian's office. I had only been here once in the entire time we were married. I had made lunch for him. That day I remember very clearly. I had done my best to make the lunch as delicious as I could. I took time, working on it almost all morning. He rejected it and warned me to never step foot in his office again. Being here filled me with apprehension. And whether I wanted it to happen or not, my heart started to race and all of a sudden it was three years ago, and I was standing in the middle of this very same office with a bag filled with Tupperware containers, watching my husband glare at me coldly.Now he's walking towards me with a bright smile And arms spread. And he's not my husband anymore.Thank the goddess.I quickly stepped to the side and avoided his wide spread arms. "I'm only here for busine
Vanya's POVI've had quite enough of it.I checked my wrist watch, the time was seven thirty. Late, I know. Cian didn't deserve me being early. I drove to Azure hotel and walked in. One of the staff approached me and greeted me warmly."Miss Vanya," She said with a smile. "Right this way, we've been waiting for you.""Who's we?" I asked."He told us that you would ask that too." The lady said.It was then I noticed that she was a werewolf. If I had to guess, she was from Cian's pack. There's humans around too, but that's the least of my worries right now. "Fine" I scoffed. "I have to get this done with anyway."Vanya, you're a crazy woman. I kept telling myself. Yes, I'm crazy.But the tiny glass bottle in my pocket with the cute diamond engravings would say other wise. I have to do this. I must do this."Please, follow me." She said, she turned and walked away. I followed behind her. She led me to a private floor on the hotel. There was a line of...maids ? I frowned in confusion.
Vanya's POVMy throat burned, and I could taste the blood as the wolfsbane spiked drink slid down my throat. I kept a straight face as I sipped my champagne. "What wolfsbane?" I asked, with an innocent shrug.Cian dropped his glass and grabbed mine. He took a sip from it and choked. He wiped his chin and laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "You're something else."I smiled to myself. I got up from the couch and took a chocolate covered strawberry. I bit into it, the combination of the strawberry and chocolate helped offset the taste of blood and wolfsbane on my tongue.I had doubted my skills. After staying up all night last night learning how to quickly spike a drink without being suspected, I didn't think it'd actually work. But spiking his drink had been easy.And mine too. In the mere seconds I had walked to the door to get the food trolley, I poured the wolfsbane powder into both empty glasses.Cian grabbed my arm and pulled me to him. His eyes glowed with a strange light as
Vanya's POV"Vanya!" Marco's voice boomed from outside my room. "Open up!""Go away!" I screamed back at him. "Leave me alone!""You're acting like a teenager! You have to come out of there now!""I can't!" I barked back at him. "Just leave me alone! I don't want to talk to any of you!""Vanya, you can't keep doing this." Marco said, his tone hard and angry. "Open up this door now or I'll break it down!""Like that's my business! It's your house! If you like break down all the damned walls! I don't give a fucking....." I trailed off and screamed. He really did kick down the fucking door!Marco stood in the door way, fuming and red in the face. Behind him was Emilia holding the twins in both arms. Her eyes were full of tears as she stared at me. She hid the kids faces from me. "Bet you're happy now." I snapped at Marco.He walked into the room and stormed over to my bedside. He grabbed my arm and yanked me up. "It's been three days. Whatever it is, you can't keep hiding here forever
Cian's POV:"You could have died." Kane, my personal healer said. He didn't bother hiding the disapproval in his tone as he said those words. He mixed an elixir to administer to me, opting to go the natural away as it has been too late for anti venom. "What were you thinking?"I rolled my eyes at him. "Lighten up." I scoffed. I took the mixture from him and drank it. It burned my throat, really. It felt like it was salt on open wounds. I handed the crystal glass back to him. But it should help."Lighten up?!" He spat as he took the glass from me. "Cian, you want to kill yourself! How can you ask me to lighten up?!""Kane, just because I'm a pillow princess doesn't mean I can't teach your ass a lesson for talking to your alpha like that.""Ah, how lucky I am! Glad you ended up as a pillow princess and not what I don't know, dead! A dead alpha, how would you have loved that?""You're overreacting. Vanya wouldn't kill me. She can't do that. She's still in love with me. She wouldn't be ab
Vanya's POV It's been a week, and the topic of Cian and his mystery lover is still all over social media. Life has returned to normal for me, well as much as normal can be. Each time I hear someone on the street talking about the Valor scandal, I feel a tinge of excitement inside me and also dread. What if they know it's me? What if I had made a mistake when I took the pictures and there was a reflective surface somewhere that showed my face? What if...what if...And each time I would steel myself in and remind myself that I had gone through the images like a million times and so did he. Currently at work, trying to send out letters to my runaway suppliers, I got a call from Cian.My heart skipped a beat. Ever since he called me three days ago sounding like he had been ran through by two trucks, I hadn't heard from him. It really led me to wonder if he had seen all the rumors or if he was pretending not to see them. Either way, his silence was very unnerving for me. I picked up th
Vanya's POV "You look even better." "Don't think of blasphemy Tristan. The goddess is the best of all bests. Another headline just popped up. It says... " I paused. "A new world order, a new religion, the Blackwoods." "Indeed. A new religion. " He chuckled before he paused. "I'll get the kids from school today. You'll just have to get off from work and go home." "The last time you got the children back from school Tristan, all of you wrecked the house!" "And we apologized and promised we'd never do it again." "Whatever. Thank you for getting them in... Advance " I said to him. "At your service my queen." I smiled, grinning from ear to ear. "I love you." I said to him. "I love you more." He replied. "We'll talk later, gotta go." He mused, before blowing a kiss into the phone's speaker and then hanging up. I sat down on my seat, thinking back in all that had happened in my life. All that had happened to bring me to this day. To this moment of true happiness. I had never kn
FOUR YEARS LATER. Vanya's POV "Is this what you really want to do? Still be a chef?" My love asked. "CEO of a good company honey. And yes. That's what I want to do. What I still want to do. " I opened the door to leave, turned, and pulled him towards me with his tie, kissing him full on the lips. He edged forward, closing the door and winding the glass up. His hand trailed to my waist, pulling me closer to him, before they made to unbutton my blouse. "What are you doing?" I giggled, throwing my head back. "I told you " He grumbled. "That the next time you do this on a work day, we might end up having sex in the car. " "And I said?" "Mm... You said nothing." I opened the car door. "And silence in court means...." But I had jumped out of the car, blowing him a kiss as I shut the door. He looked like a pouting child that would soon begin to bawl. "Just go." I mouthed, shooting him away with a wave of my hand. "You're in for tonight." He mouthed back before blowing me a kiss
Vanya's POV "Wait..." Tristan paused them. "You knew he came after Vanya." He questioned his father. Which he nodded to. "Does that mean you've been in London all this while?" He nodded again. Tristan stared at him in disbelief while I listened to their story. Waiting earnestly for them to finish so I could throw everything I wanted at them. "When we heard he came after you..." My father had become serious. "I told Marco and Vladimir that it was finally time for me to come out of hiding." They both nodded. "And worst of all, when Marco told me about your outburst." They nodded again. But he continued. "They weren't really buying the idea, and Vladimir promised to take care of you and Marco but I had been hiding long enough." "So we finally decided to come out of hiding," Vladimir said. "And deal with Magnus." Marco added. The sitting room now went quiet as I weighed everything they had said. I had missed my father since I was thirteen, thinking he was dead, but he had been aliv
Vanya's POV "Is this some kind of joke to appease me?" I turned to Marco. "Joke? No. No it's... Not." "I'm not buying this shit. None of it." "And where did you learn how do speak like that little crow?" "Don't you dare call me that!" I spat at the man. "And where did you even hear that from?" "I didn't hear it from anywhere. We made it up, together. At the spring fall close to your school when you wouldn't stop crying about how boring school was and how you wanted to be a doctor but not go to school for it..." I bit my lower lip. This couldn't be happening. I was dreaming. It's all a dream. "And what did I say?" I asked him for confirmation. "If I can make it as a doctor without books, I want the world in return..." "No..." I exhaled, forcing myself to stay calm and tearless. "And I said to you..." I remembered clearly what he said to me that day. Even if you want heaven... "Even if you want heaven..." Daddy wouldn't hesitate a second... "Daddy wouldn't hesitate a
Vanya's POV I walked out of Tristan's office, and when I was out of earshot, I ran to our room, shutting the door behind me as I wailed my eyes out. I shook as the sobs took over me, fully in control. How could he? How could Marco? He was my father's best friend. He was supposed to stand by my father, was supposed to protect him. Was supposed to be a true friend. I hate him! I hate him!! I sniffled, still sitting down on the floor. How long I sat there, I couldn't recall but I knew it was well past afternoon. Tristan had come to knock on the door during lunch, asking me to eat. I had told him I wanted to be alone and wasn't in the mood to eat. "In case you change your mind." He said as I heard a rattle of plates in front of the door. "I'll leave your lunch here." Then he had left. After some time, he had come to the door again, knocking to check up on me. "I'm fine," I replied. "Vanya..." He started. "I know it's tough. I wish I could help... Or... Or do something." He sig
Tristan's POV I was in my study with Vanya that morning when Adam and some of my men brought Magnus into my office. Hands bound as he knelt him down before us. I was sitting on the arm of the seat while Vanya sat on it. From where he knelt, Magnus glared at us. His face filled with venom. Like the fuck I cared. He had gone after Vanya for whatever crooked reason it was. Had killed her father, my father's very good friend. He had ruined her chance of having a father and a mother too, potentially making her an orphan. The reason my Luna had no parents as shoulders to lean on, was because of this man. And heaven knew, I wanted to rip out his throat. There was a tremble on his venomous face even though he tried to hide it. He only glared as a defense mechanism. "Such a flimsy defense you have there Magnus." No need putting the Alpha's honorific anyway. He didn't deserve that respect. He blinked that I called him by his name but covered the shock on his face by glaring harder. "Oh!"
Tristan's POV "I'm fine talking while standing." Her voice came out wobbling. And she folded her arms, warily watching us. I nodded, going straight to the point. "What did you say to Vanya that made her stomp off?" Her eyes softened. "She didn't tell you. So why should I?" Angel snorted behind me. I rubbed my temples, realizing I too was standing. "So much drama in a day." She whispered behind me. The woman shot her a glare which Angel returned with a bare of her wolf canines. "You claim to be her mother..." "I am her mother." She cut me off, her voice almost a screech. Two of my men moved to get a hold of her as she strolled towards me, but I motioned them to remain put. "I carried her for nine months and almost died giving birth to her." "So why disappear all these years and appear now to try and talk to her?" She squinted angrily at me. "Yeah." I continued before she could speak. "Vanya has never mentioned you to me before. Never." "Who knows, that may be because you are
Tristan's POV "You should have found out!" I yelled a her. "What?! You expected me to eavesdrop on their conversation?!" Before I could reply, she added. "What is wrong with you?! You've barely been married a month and you're already acting like a big bad dog!" I took some steps towards her. "You don't get to speak to me like that! And after all that happened, she shouldn't be out there alone!" "When has she never been able to handle herself?" She threw at me, contempt in her voice. "When you weren't officially mated, it was eight bodyguards, now the whole world knows, you might actually keep tabs on her every movement. In case you don't know brother, it's spying and a sign that your suffocating, over protective nature that cost our mother her life, is resurfacing again! " The room stilled, I stilled and so did she when she realized what she has just said. I took steps backwards, watching her as I shook my head in utter disbelief. "Wow Angel. Just wow!" "Tristan I'm sorry." "N
Tristan's POV I killed the ignition of my car, sitting there and thinking about nothing in particular but everything at once. Vanya had only met Selena once and they had not gotten along. Not as if any one could ever get along with Selena. But why would Magnus go after Vanya? What did he want from her? ***Flashback*** Vanya was speaking to the strange woman who claimed to be her mother, so I decided to go back to my house which was now Angel's house to wait for Adam after I had sent him to figure out who the rogues were and why they wanted Vanya when Angel came to me. "There was one thing I noticed about the rogues. I didn't want to let you know about it because Vanya was there." I sat back down, placing my coat on the seat I had been seating on. "What was it?" "All the men had a wolf tattoo on their right shoulders." "Werewolves have tattoos all the time Angel." "I know." She countered. "But it was split in half." She looked at me, going still for a moment before that still