Nora’s POV“Miss Nora, noodles or pasta?” the chef asked."Milk,” I announced. The chef chuckled. Maybe that was a bit too cheerful, which earned me another look from the chef. I laughed nervously. My cheeks were now the shade of a fire truck. Now, this was embarrassing.“Dylan was the best graduate in his class,” I said."Oh, now I see,” she smiled. I searched her face to know if she bought it, but it looked like she didn’t care. I was in a good mood, but I couldn’t tell why.The rest of the cooking was done in absolute silence. Well, except for when she had to ask about certain things about the food. Of which my voice was super low. I asked the chef to leave the food on the kitchen table and go have some rest.“Dylan!” I yelled as I placed the food on the dining table. As I took a seat, I realized that Dylan was not yet down."Dylan, don’t make me come up there!”"Coming, mom!” he said. He must be nestled in front of the video game. I knew Michael was spoiling him. He literally gave
Nora’s POVAs I stood there, my feet weighed a ton. Finally, I dragged myself upstairs and went to the bathroom.“Get a grip, Nora,” I muttered as I stared into the mirror. My mind raced. What would Michael say? Would he scold me? Ask me to leave the pack.I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and to the front of my room. As I walked to Michael’s door, I had sweat on my palms, and there was this dull ache in the pit of my stomach.I came face-to-face in front of his door. I didn’t know how long I stood there, like I had been glued to the ground like a candle.I raised my hand to the door, and it was yanked open. It was Michael. A gasp left my mouth, but Michael just stood there. We locked eyes. There was no expression on his face. I had nothing to cling to. Michael was indeed a mystery.“Come on in, don’t just stand there,” a slight frown marred his beautiful features as he moved aside. I took in a deep breath and walked straight in. There. I have just walked right into the lion’s d
Michael’s POV“So what happened with the night crawlers, huh?" Hercules shook Zen like a little child, wanting answers. They were in my study, sorting through papers for packs that were affiliated with the night crawlers.“Let me be Herc; it’s not my fault you always fall asleep when the party is about to start,” Zen laughed, pushing his hands away."Idiot,” Hercules said, and he hit him on the arm and moved away.“Wait till I get you,” Zen said while trying to retaliate, but he missed. That attracted a round of laughter from Hercules. And that was how they ran around my office like little children. And there I was writing a memo to the court of the werewolves. I was telling them that if they were to see any night crawlers, they should be killed immediately.One of them came last night and began to fight, and I tore him apart. Yesterday was a full moon. The others came in the morning, and we took them prisoners, but Zeus, their leader, escaped.“Can you guys keep it down for a moment?
Michael’s POVI walked straight into the house, and in the process, I bumped into someone."Oh, sorry about that.” I patted her back. I didn’t care to stare into her face. To know who I had almost knocked over in my quiet rage. All I wanted was to leave and go somewhere else.“Your highness?” I turned back to find it was the maid from earlier.“I’m sorry,” I said, giving her a small smile.“It’s alright, your highness.” She smiled, revealing some white teeth. She leaned in and batted her eyelids.“Have you seen her?” She asked.“Her? Who?” I asked. What was she talking about?"Have you seen her, I mean Miss Nora?” she asked"Oh, oh yes, I just did. Thank you,” I said, and I immediately walked away. I knew she had something else to say, but I wasn't ready to hear it.The rest of the night had me tossing and turning. Sleep had suddenly become an alien word to me. I had gone to the gym immediately. You know to release. These emotions were swarming in my head, and I didn’t know what to do
Maria’s POV“Natalia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I shrieked once more for the maid. My fury has not abated since the mating ceremony. I was tired of seeing werewolves gallivant the pack with their mates. This is the worst since Jake began to misbehave. He was always coming back home late, but this time he stayed weeks away from home. I was worried sick.“No!” I shook my head as I got up from bed. I was still Luna of the Viola Pack, and nobody would take my place. I have heard rumors that Jake was seeing a werewolf in another pack. I couldn’t fathom the reality that Jake could one day make her his mate.I looked over at his own side of the bed, and my heart sank. He's not been in it for days.Growing up, as I watched the Luna, I badly wanted to be one. I tried being friends with the Alpha’s son. He was starting to love me, but suddenly he died. It was said that Jake would be next in line. Jake was Nora’s. I couldn't watch her be Luna. No way.I had daydreamed about being the Alpha’s mate, boast
Nora’s POV“You are so lovely,” Jake whispered after he had kissed me. He had wanted to kiss my lips, but I moved because it was on my cheeks. As much as I didn’t want to be kissed, I really have to agree. I still liked Jake. I don’t understand what or how my body was reacting after the kiss. My head felt light, and I blushed bright red."No, don’t hide your face; I really admire you.” He said. I smiled. It took me a while to raise my head, and when I did, I could immediately see the Jake I had fallen madly in love with. He smiled at me. Same old smile. I was beginning to memorize his smile in my head until he did that with Maria. At the thought of her, I snapped and looked away. Jake noticed my withdrawal but didn’t know what to say. And so we sat in silence watching the moon until he finally spoke up.“Can we have dinner?” He stared at my face. He was gauging my reaction.I chuckled. "Stop watching me. Yes, I will have dinner with you,” and so we left.Our dinner was a dance of nerv
Chapter 38Nora’s POV“Mommy mommy!” Dylan busted into my room like a broken dam. Immediately, I sat up in bed. He climbed up the bed.“Hi handsome,” I grinned. His little hands enveloped me in what I think was a bear hug. He wrapped his hands around my neck as he squeezed tighter. I chuckled."Mummy, where have you been? I have been waiting for you, “he said, looking into my eyes. There was a knock on the door.“Come on in!” I yelled. The door opened widely, and I could see Anna, the maid.“Good morning, Mrs.” she clasped her hands over her mouth. “I mean, Miss Nora." I laughed.“Good morning, Anna. I hope you slept well." She nodded, smiling.“Come on, let’s go fry some pancakes.” Dylan shook me by the shoulders."Okay, okay, we will, sweetheart.” I laughed. I looked around. I hadn’t taken a shower or brushed my teeth."Now, sweetheart, will you follow Miss Anna here to the kitchen? I will be right down, okay?” He nodded and jumped off.“Miss Anna, you look beautiful today,” Dylan s
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
Nora’s POV5 years later“Nora! Come on, we will be late,” Michael yelled from downstairs.“Coming!” I ran downstairs. But at a slow pace, “please hold her,” I handed Danielle to her father.Today was a game day for Dylan. He had begged us all to come. And when I mean all, I mean me, Michael, Hercules, Mia, Malia, and Zen.Michael cleared his schedule, and for the others, they didn’t have much to do in the park. I was also lucky that my 1-year-old daughter was not fussy today.A lot has happened since I got married to Michael. After I was made Luna, my previous pack came to apologize for some of the things they had done to me. I forgave them. Michael had pity on them; instead of taking ownership of the pack, he made one of them an Alpha, and the moon goddess did the choosing. Hercules and Mia had their child, Arla. Four years ago, she was the most beautiful child I had ever had. She keeps Hercules on his toes, just like her mother. As for Zen, Malia is 5 months old. We also cannot wai
Nora’s POV6 days later.I was woken up by a pesky mosquito that wouldn’t stop screaming in my ear, no matter how I tried to swat it away sleepily. It was on my third attempt that I mistakenly smacked myself across the face. I felt an excruciating pain in my head.“Aargh!!!” I cried. It was then that I took in my environment. I recognized the room. I tried to move more, but I couldn’t. I realized there was an IV drip connected to my wrist."Guys, she’s up,” I heard someone say from outside of the room. Then they all come in. Malia, Zen, Hercules, and Mia. They had a huge grin on their faces.“Hi guys,” I smiled back. “Where is Michael?’’ I blurted. They all turned their gazes to the side, and there he was. Sleeping on a small cushion. He was a giant in that chair."Aww,” my heart melted. The girls chuckled as the guys laughed. I think that was what woke him up. He stirred around and was about to fall off the chair, but he caught himself. He peaked an eye open as he stared at everyone’
Michael’s POVAll through the night, I felt like someone was calling out to me. My wolf was awakened. I had to do something to calm him down. I had to go towards where I heard that voice. I stood up and began to walk.“Where are you going?” Hercules turned to me. Someone was going into the underground house. The one we saw Zen go into last night.“I need to go in,” I said as I began pacing.“If you do, we would get caught. We still have no plans yet,” Hercules said. I nodded. He had a point, but the longer I stayed without going towards where my wolf was leading me, the more agitated I was. I kept pacing till I had it up to here."Okay, fuck this shit! I need to go inside. Now this is the plan. Once I go in and make sure the coast is clear, I howl out to you guys,” and with that, I left.The moment I walked into the house and found someone kicking Nora to the ground and trying to claw Dylan on the throat, anger rose to my head, and I lost it. I jumped in the air and immediately transi
Nora’s POVThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a cat. It was staring intently at me, or rather, at me and Dylan. My heart began to race as I thought of what next to do. I wanted to scream, but then I remembered. I was not at home. I had been kidnapped. I stared at my lap, and there he was. Dylan. The son I thought I had lost. I fixed him properly on the carton we lay on and stretched my leg. When I turned back, the cat was gone. I breathed a sigh of relief. I wasn’t too sure of what the time was, but I think it was 4 a.m.ish. I was up, and I couldn’t sleep any more. So I stayed up, watching the sun rise from the little reflection of the sun in the small room.Sitting there, yesterday’s event rang fresh in my mind. I was this close to getting killed. I feared for my life and that of Dylan. Zen looked hell-bent on exacting his revenge on Michael. My eyes went to the door. What if he still tries to kill me again? What am I going to do? I sighed and began to bite my nails. Wha
Mia’s POVThe next thing I know, I am being dragged out of the car, and the car zooms off. I turn my head around. No one was in sight. All I could see were trees and grasses. Tears began to well up in my eyes. Where am I? I stood up and limped to a corner. It was an abandoned building. I took shelter under it. Not wanting to go in, danger might be lurking, or you might stand outside the building for fear of being attacked. My legs were swollen. Partly because of my pregnancy and also because they made me walk half the way. I squinted. I saw no one. Just then, a car sped past me.Wait, was that Nora? Yes, that was Nora. Immediately, I began to jump.“Nora!” I ran after the car, and just before I rounded the corner, I bumped into someone.“Watch where—“wait a minute. I knew that smell came from somewhere. Hercules? I looked up, and it was him. I jumped on him, screaming and crying. Hercules kept wiping my tears. I tried to speak, but he put his hand on my lips.“It’s you. It’s really you
Nora’s POVMy heart raced at the thought of what had just happened. I had been forcibly dragged into the backseat of a car, my screams muffled by a hand over my mouth. Panic surged through my veins, and my mind was a whirlwind of fear and confusion. I struggled against my captors, but their grip on me was firm."Let me go! Help! Someone, please!" I cried out, and my voice choked with terror. Oh no. This was all shades of wrong. And so go all our plans and what-ifs. Nothing matters now."Shut up, you little brat!" one of the kidnappers growled, his voice harsh and menacing. "You're coming with us, whether you like it or not."My eyes darted around the dimly lit interior of the car, searching desperately for a way to escape. But the windows were locked, and the doors were sealed shut. I felt trapped, helpless, and utterly alone. I wanted to cry, but I blinked back my tears. It was as if I had left all my courage and determination on the ground while being shoved into the car.As the car
Nora’s POVImmediately, sleep vanished from my eyes. I blinked a couple of times before it all seemed so real.A letter for me.That could be the answer to my questions. My closure. Was my Dylan dead? Is this a torture letter? Maybe they have a picture of my dead son. Oh, Zen’s brother, you must hate Michael so much. So much that he had to hurt a child to drive home a point. My heart stomped in my chest. Maybe it would not be a good idea to open it yet.The letter trembled in my hands as I stared at it. I stared so long at it that it began to look like another object. I put the letter in my other hand as I rubbed the clammy, shaky one on my dress. Suddenly, everything had changed. The memories of the previous night with Michael.I looked from Michael to the letter. It might look like some piece of paper, but to me, it was as heavy as a rock. Was it blank like the last time, or does it mean my son is still alive? My Dylan.“I... I think I should open it." I looked at Michael. He nodded
Michael’s POVHercules rose up and charged towards Eleanor. The guards were fast, as they grabbed him before his hands could touch her.“Where is she?" Hercules demanded. I grabbed him.“Herc, be calm, please,” I said.“ What? Did you just hear her? She said she knows where Mia is!”“Please be calm, Herc. We will find Mia, I promise you,” and did my brother sit still? He glared at the Eleanor girl. She ducked. I told her to stand aside.“Tell me what you know," I said. She looked scared.“Some days ago, I saw Nyla leave the pack.”“Nyla?” I asked, and she nodded.I always knew that girl had something to hide. “Go on!"“She was headed towards the side of the white oak forest. I told Luna... I mean Miss Nora. Then, later, after the attack, when we were saved, she was angry. I decided to follow her. It was there I saw Zen.” My eyes widened.“You did?” she nodded.“Are you sure? Did you take pictures?” She shook her head, and all my hopes fell.“Then, your highness, I had told Miss Mia abo
Michael’s POV“What do you mean you can’t find her?” I walked in on Hercules, grabbing the neck of one of the search guards.“Herc!” I called out to him.“Where have you looked?” Hercules released him as he glared down on him.I walked to him and pushed him aside. “Don’t touch me,” he snapped as he shoved me away. My blood began to boil.“Everybody out!” I barked. All the guards scramble, like little children, out of the house. Hercules stood with his hands on his hips, and he sighed deeply. Then he ran his hand over his hair.One word. Frustration.“hey Hercules” I tried to touch him, but he slapped my hands away. “I mean it, Michael. Don't touch me!” He pushed me aside.Oh hell, naw.I grabbed him by his hands and landed a blow on him. He fell to the floor. He struggled to stand, and when he did, he checked his nose. There’sblood running.“Has it kicked in yet?” I asked. I am not prepared for what Hercules does next. He grabbed a chair and broke it on my back. The broken chair falls