Nathan's POV"I have personally visited the scene, and while it's still early days in our investigation, the evidence suggests that Vincent's suspicions may be correct, this crime may indeed have connections to our kind.""However, I must stress that we are still in the process of gathering facts and following leads. We cannot jump to conclusions or make rash accusations. When we have concrete proof and have identified the perpetrator, we will take the necessary actions" I addressed."If our kind is indeed responsible for this crime, then I'm convinced it's the werewolves who are to blame," Delilah declared, her voice dripping with disdain and a hint of venom. "They've always been arrogant, moving around with impunity, thinking they own the city and can do as they please""Let's not jump to conclusions or make any hasty assumptions just yet," I cautioned, "We need to take a step back, gather all the facts, and understand the full scope of what's happening before we start pointing
Damian's POV I sat in my office, the bitter taste of coffee lingering on my tongue, my gaze fixed on the screen as I attempted to decipher the perplexing images before me. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the soft hum of the computer and the gentle rustle of papers scattered on the desk. The quiet in the room made the moment feel heavier, making the mystery in front of me even more puzzling.Just as the door let out a faint creak, shattering the silence, I paused mid-sentence, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I lifted my gaze; Clinton walked in, his expression somber."What's the problem?" I asked, irritation creeping into my voice. "I need some privacy right now. Can't it wait?"Clinton's eyes locked onto mine."Have you seen the news?" he asked, his tone low and serious."What news?" I asked.Clinton took a step closer, his voice measured. "There's a report about a group of high school kids who went missing during a field trip."I shrugged, my tone indifferent. "Wh
Leah's POV"So he doesn't want to see me?" I asked."No! It's not that, he's busy, that's why he asked the driver to take you out shopping," Nana replied."I don't wanna go shopping. If I did, I would've told him. I just want to see him," I said."You have to be patient with him. Master is swamped with work right now," Nana said."Busy? Or he don't wanna see me? I know he's been avoiding me for the past two days. He's such a coward," I said."Instead of you staying here, sulking, why don't you go out shopping and have a little time for yourself," Nana suggested.You know what, she's right. I've been cooped up in this house for two days, and it's time for a change of scenery.Maybe getting out and having some alone time will help me shake off these obsessive thoughts about Damian. Honestly, it's getting out of control, I'm dreaming about him, craving his presence constantly... it's like I'm addicted to the idea of him. And the worst part? He doesn't even want to see me.The rejection
CHAPTER 26DON'T BLAME MEDAMIAN’S POV “Have Lloyd gotten my message?”, I asked Clinton." Yes, master, he has. I delivered it to him this morning”, he answered from the front passenger seat.“Apart from the meeting with the detectives that are coming concerning the hand gloves, do I have anything else for today?”, I questioned further." No, master, you don't.", he answered me, slightly turning towards me.“Okay”, I responded , turning my attention to my phone.But he turned fully to face before saying “you don't have to worry about them, they are here because the hand gloves at the scene of the crime was manufactured by one of our company.”Jerking up to look at him, I smiled at his words.“ I know that already and I'm not worried. I know there's no issue. I mean, the humans don't know of my reputation as the feared hybrid. But the only thing I'm bit worried about is the order being involved in this and finding a way to pin this on me.They won't miss a chance to ruin me and this
LEAH'S POV Laying down on the bed, surrounded by bags, I was tired from shopping.In the quiet of my room, everything Scarlett told me ran through my mind, but I knew that there was no truth in it. I leave with the damn man, I should know if he was a terrible person. The few gossips I have heard from passing maids have always been praises about him and never anything bad.He can't be the one hurting those children but Scarlett is my best friend. She can't just come and lie to me. Maybe my dad put her up to it. I mean, he could still be angry about the fact that I said I was happy staying with Damien. But would he go that far? I don't know. I think he would, he hates Damian. He had always hated him.I'm confused. I don't even know what to think anymore. Talking to Damian these days has been close to impossible because he has been totally cold towards me. Thinking about it now, apart from the fact that he's been cold towards me, there is really nothing wrong with his attitude
LEAH'S POV When we both got our breath back, he carried me to a nearby sofa.Yes, his office is that big.We got comfy on it and then the teasing began, "that was good for your first time", he started."Sex, that wasn't my first time having sex and you know that", I reminded him but he shook his head slightly, smiling to himself."I know, I have fucked you several times. But that's not what I meant", he said, his eyes gleaming mischievously."Then what do you mean?"I questioned, my curiosity high."I mean what you did not long ago, the poor imitation of a seduction", he confessed, bursting into laughter.I lightly tapped his hands, laughing along with him. When we stopped laughing, he kissed me on the cheeks."But it got me, I was putty in your hands. One touch from you and I was huffing and puffing like the big bad wolf", he said and my face flushed red. I ignored his words, put on a mock-serious face, and said, "That means I'm good with what I do or did. Because that was my first
DAMIAN'S POV I dropped the phone, stunned. This is the second time she has defended me against her dad.I know, it's wrong. I shouldn't have tapped her phone but I needed to. It's a necessity for me.I have always had trust issues in life and it stems from betrayals from family, friends, and even lovers.Every one of them had always hurt and I have decided to push everyone far away until they prove themselves in the long run.I know what you are thinking, I know the questions in your head. but it's Leah?You know she is your mate?Do you guys have a bond?Yes, I know Yes, she is Yes, we do.But you have got to understand me, she is the daughter of the head of the order. I want Leah in my life, I want her close by so I could see her, so I could take care of her, so I could protect her, provide for her.But she is the daughter of a man who had hated my existence, who had done everything possible to make my life miserable.She might be working for her dad, although the conversation
LEAH'S POV I am on my bed, on my laptop, one of my supposedly distracting toys.Damian got me a lot of toys to distract me, a laptop, a game with its pads, and an iPad with a lot of games. There were even board games and no one to play with. Nothing was distracting enough but I would give it to him, he is nice.Nice enough to think about me, probably once a day. Ok, maybe, I am a bit hard on him. I really appreciate the efforts he makes towards me.But it doesn't change the fact that here feels like an elite prison, I have no one to talk to.And I'm going crazy and that has led to this moment. Researching the news on the recent case of missing children, the humans already concluded that it was kidnapping and it was reported that there were no clues found.I watched the interview of the children's parents and I was moved to tears. I saw the despair in their eyes as they cried for help.My heart broke as I imagined myself in their situation. I touched my belly as I remembered the lit