Maria's POVI didn’t see anyone at my door for the next two to three days. It was just the maids bringing me my food. As if Jake wanted to torture me, it was my personal maid, Natalia, who brought my food for me.“Drop the food there!” I barked. She did, and just as she left, I could see a small smirk on her face.“What was that face for?” I glared at her."Nothing, your highness,” she said.“I thought as much,” I said. "Get out,” I spat.So for the rest of the evening, I sat watching the sun set.That night, as I was about to go to sleep, I heard a knock at the door. I turned immediately.“Jake?” I smiled as I put my arms around him. He was back for me. I knew he would.“Take off your clothes,” he ordered. I began to scramble out of them. I stared into his eyes, but they were as cold as ice. I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. But half a loaf was better than none. I was content if this was the way he wanted me. So long as he was in my arms. He touched my breasts and licked his lips
Jake’s POVThe night would have been a good one if not for this darn event. I had picked up a new Tuxedo on my way from Maria‘s room. All the moments spent with Nora had made me have some blue balls. Nora, yes, she knows it. She was a teaser. Always play the innocent card. Well, that was what made me like her in the first place. I wonder if she knows what she’s doing to me. As for Maria, she was like stale bread in my mouth. I don’t know what I would do with her. She’s also lost it in sex. The sex was mid.I walked into my room and picked up the invitation again. Anger seeped through my veins and found its way into my hands. I scrunched the paper in one hand and threw it away. Asshole.Taking off my clothes, I walked into the shower and had a quick bath. I was buttoning my shirt when I heard something. I listened again.There was a knock at the door.“Come in,” I said, applying some oil. My beta walked in.“Your highness, the car is ready,” he said."Okay,” I murmured, and he left. I
Claire’s POVI rush into the hospital. There was an emergency. Someone had sprained his ankle and needed a physiotherapist.“Where is he?” I asked the chief.“Follow me.” We began to walk, and then we got to the VIP section of the hospital. Who could it be? We stopped dead in front of a slightly open door. I couldn’t believe who I was seeing. It was Jake, the Alpha of the Viola Pack. I mean, Nora has been blabbing about him since. I never knew he was this good-looking. *****************************“I can do it!” Jake snaps for the fourth time at me. He continues to move his leg in the circular motion I began with, but this time with a stronger force. I stand exhausted from going back and forth with Jake. I bite on my tongue to tell him to behave, but it’s just the first day of our therapy.He is indeed responding well—too well. He is maybe way too eager to get better, which worries me.“Your highness, if you ask me for my opinion, I think you need to stop taking your legs all the
Michael’s POVThe night air was thick with tension as Hercules and I stepped out of the car, our footsteps echoing as we made our way to the house.The night still seemed young. My brother’s eyes burned with a mix of anger and disappointment.“You can’t just decide like that, Agnar." Hercules growled, his eyebrows bristling with agitation.I met his gaze, feeling the weight of my own decision pressing on me. “Hercules, I knew Jake would not win. I knew his weakness.”His growl deepened. "But at what cost? You’re putting the pack in danger. What if Jake had won? What will you tell the pack? He would immediately be enslaved if he were the king of Alpha. I can’t believe you almost willingly put us under his rule.”I clenched my fists, frustration coursing through me. “This is bigger than what it seems, Hercules. I needed to put Jake in his place. That way, he would not be a pain in our necks.”Hercules glared at me. His nose flared.“Is this about—"“About what?” I glared at him. I knew
Michael’s POVAfter breakfast, I couldn’t find Nora, and the rest of the day went on. I had to go for a meeting and another meeting. Then it was evening.As the moon shunned that evening, I realized that it was the 2nd full moon of the year and all the packs were preparing to go on transitioning. All werewolves were warned to not exceed the boundaries of the werewolf kingdom. Anything beyond that line was seen as death. This was because, years ago, a newly transitioning werewolf wandered down into the vampire side. He had his heart ripped out, and he was dead within the twinkle of an eye.The pack dwellings were arranged in order of strength. First it was my pack, the Nexton pack, next was the Moon pack, after that was the Viola pack, then the last was the Desma and Blood Moon pack. Other small packs were attached to us.It is said that the person who lived at the far end of the Desma pack was as good as dead, because they were either the first to be killed when the pack was being att
Michael’s POVI pace my bedroom as I go through my thoughts.“What did I do wrong?” I said it out loud. I needed to talk to someone.As I lay in bed that night, I could say sleep had eluded me. It was in the wee hours of the morning that I finally closed my eyes.*************************There was a knock at my door. I sat up immediately.“Come on in!” I yelled, grabbing my shirt off the floor. Hercules peeped in.“You look horrible; did you catch any sleep?” I laugh, shaking my head.“By the way, I and Zen are going to the human world. Lucas is getting married, and he is having his bachelor party over there. you want to come?” He looked doubtful.“He did invite me,” I groaned. “I don’t think I can.”“Okay” Hercules turned to leave. "Herc, I’m coming with you.""Huh, you changed your mind?” I nodded.And so I delegated all my duties for the day. I needed all of these things. Maybe I would tell Zen and Hercules about it there. ***************************“Truth or dare," Lucas sai
Nora’s POVMy cake sat untouched on the kitchen counter as I stared out in the open. All through the night, I have been thinking about what Michael said. Truly, he had a point, but that does not negate the fact that maybe Jake has changed.I put the phone in my ears, and it has been saying the same thing over and over again.“The number you are trying to call is not available; please try again later.”I dropped the phone and stood. “Where is Claire when you need her?” I muttered. I stood up and went to my room.I sat on the bed and began to think. What if Michael was wrong? I mean, I know that I should be careful around Jake, but people change. I am a person who truly believes that everyone deserves a second chance. As hard as it may look, even Jake deserved the second chance.I said try to call Claire one more time, and Dylan ran into my room."Mummy, someone has invited me for a party!” Dylan ran. Into my room.“I’m so sorry, Miss. Nora, he just ran straight here,” Anna said in betw
Jake’s POVTwo days earlierMoonlight spilled through the dense canopy, casting an inappropriate glow on a secluded area in my room. I awaited my physiotherapist, Claire. Anger burned through my heart as I recalled that night. I scrunched up the glass in my hands. Blood was everywhere."Asshole,” I spat. Curses erupted from my lips like a tempest, a storm of resentment. Michael had outmaneuvered me in that fight, leaving me feeling humiliated and powerless. The bitterness stung, a sour taste that lingered with each venomous word he uttered.“I could not believe that I had walked into Michael’s trap. In my rage and attempt to pull him down, I ended up being the one on the floor."He thinks they can trample over me? Over my weakness? I growled. I was pacing the room like a caged tiger. The walls absorbed the echoes of his frustration, as if bearing witness to the unraveling of a wounded ego.I replayed the scenes—the undermining comments in the meeting, the horrible ideas for the ball p