Michael’s POV"Mia, drink this.” I handed her a drink in the metal cup. She shook her head vigorously. Her refusal would land her in big trouble.“Come on, drink it. The journey is long. We still have to pass through the water falls,” I implored. She stared at me and then began to smile. Slowly, she gulped down the vegetable extract without throwing up. I gave her a thumbs-up and smiled. She had grown. The Mia I knew would never take medications, even if she had to die if they weren’t taken. Her father always sedated her for a subsequent number of days while she was sick and fed her medicine."Hi, Mia,” Hercules said as he walked by, and Mia gave him a weak smile. Just then, I knew that was my cue to leave."Alright, Mia, why don’t you have some sleep?” She nodded and closed her eyes. I stood up and walked to the front of the tent, where we were camping for the night.“Zen said that we still had food for the next day." Hercules glanced at me before he continued watching the moon.“It
Michael’s POV“Who the hell allowed that dog into my pack?” I growled. They were all gathered in the strategy room. It was a pity that I couldn’t say hi to Nora. I asked Hercules to take Mia upstairs while I had a short meeting with the guards.They had not said a word to me. Their heads were bowed. Yes, no werewolf dared look me in the face as I scolded them. I almost killed one when there was an attack on the pack.“Speak!” I thundered, and I saw some of them shaking like leaves."Your highness, it was not our fault. Jake had come into the pack when you were around, and when he came again, he tried to force his way in. He had told us that he knew you were not in the pack, so he could whisper something to another pack, and it would be a full-blown attack. His only condition to not do that was to just see Miss Nora. So we allowed him.”For a split second, my mind went through all the possibilities of what would happen when there was an attack. Dylan. Nora.“Get out of my sight,” I sna
Chapter 25Nora’s POVClaire was already in the cab, when I got to the front of the house.“You okay?” she asked.“Yea, come let’s go” I said as I hailed a taxi. The party was lit. The twins had left no stone unturned. Unfortunately after a few cocktails, I started to see things in twos. Just before we left, a man pushed me and spilled the contents of his cup on me. Claire helped me call a cab and he drove me home. I was praying Dylan doesn’t see me like this. Michael would not stop. He would call me a bad mother and give me an earful. I did the sign of the cross, as walked passed Dylan’s room. He was fast asleep. I walked to my doorstep to find Michael sitting there down the staircase. It was the sight of him that made me sober up a bit.“Michael?” I called out to him.“ Hey Nora” he said as he stared up at me.“Hi, yea I’m sorry to show up like this at the house. I just needed to get changed” I said. I was about to say something but then he wrinkled his nose.“I know I smell
Nora’s POVWHAT!Michael was kissing me. What does that mean? What about the LUNA? What is MIA?He kept asking me to kiss me back with his tongue. And yes, why wouldn’t I? This was a memory I knew would be stuck in my head for a long time. Why not enjoy it? He grabbed the back of my head and kissed me with reckless abandon.When I opened my eyes again, Michael was staring down at me.I lowered my eyes.“That was what I always wanted to do, ever since I saw you in Dylan’s class,” he said.Suddenly, for a weird reason, I became extremely shy. It was like I had stripped myself of my underwear. He tilted my face upward and smiled. He came closer, and I moved back. He grabbed my hands and pushed me towards him. I only had to look up again, and we would be kissing again.“I’m sorry if I invaded your space, but I’m not sorry I kissed you. I don't regret it for a second. I moved back a little and smiled.“It’s no problem,” and immediately I began to draw maps on the ground."I'm happy; there'
Jake’s POVPacing my living room that evening, I thought of a thousand and one things to do to get Nora back.“That punk would not make it any easier for me,” I mutter. Killing Michael will raise a lot of dust, which I am in no way capable of calming down. Then kidnapping Nora would not be a good idea either. Michael was ready to get the whole werewolf kingdom in flames, looking for her. To make matters worse, he had the absolute power to make me guilty. He was the Alpha King now. He could do as he pleased. Michael didn’t care about werewolf elders. The story of how he had Luna in a second and, in the next, banished her from the pack was still on the lips of the werewolves.Then there was a movement at the door.“Who’s there?” I turn to see.It was my beta.“What?”“Your highness, the pack... I mean, I am treating you to a game of soccer. You have been in your room all week,” he says while stammering.He has a point. Thinking of how to get Nora was turning me into a recluse.“Okay, I’
Nora’s POVBack from the dinner part with Michael, I found it hard to leave my room. I couldn’t believe I was going to trust only Michael for Mia’s phone call to shatter everything."Mummy, are you okay?” Dylan asked for the fifth time since today."Yes, baby," he said, hugging me, and I served him breakfast. Michael was not yet home. I don’t care. As I was leaving the house for the club, Zen noted that I left the house more often these days. But I knew; he knew it had something to do with Michael.Pulsating speakers, reverberating beats, and the moving disco ball traveling on all corners of the crowded dance floor were just the beginning of my night.The DJ was in high spirits. His ears were partly closed with one hand raised while the other moved with grace and style on the turntable. He chose the right songs. He kept the festive mood alive, drawing more people to file outside, waiting to be cleared in by the bouncers.I danced without care or worry, forgetting myself, lost in the m
Mia’s POV3 days agoThe first person I saw when I opened my eye was an angry-looking Michael . He wasn’t looking at me, though. I used that opportunity to look around. For starters, I didn’t know where I was or what happened last. On looking around, I saw the walls were beautifully decorated, like they were something made for the royals. The ceiling was so high, and it had beautiful chandeliers. Suddenly, the place was familiar. I remember seeing it once or twice. It was when I saw like 10 guards (I lost count when I became almost dizzy) that I knew I was at the palace. And with the way there were many guards swarming all around me, I knew I was in trouble. I blinked for a while to find out that Michael had been staring at me. He didn’t look happy to see me, so I tried to smile, but I couldn’t. He too tried to smile, but his smile didn’t reach his eyes. He suddenly stood up and left."Come, everyone, she’s awake!” He threw the words behind him, leaving. The guards roughly brought me
Michael’s POV3 DAYS AGO“Hello Mia"Her voice was loud. Was she crying? Oh no! Not again. A million thoughts flashed through my mind in that moment. It wasn't a good one. The last time I saw Mia as a mess was during the attack on her pack. I remembered Mia’s brother. Marcel. He wasn’t going to take this lightly.Marcel might be an ordinary werewolf, but in his rage for his sister, he could do me great harm."Michael, you would not believe—“ then there was some scrambling sound. My heart pounded in my ears.“What! Believe what? What happened?” Then there was silence on the phone. Sweat filled my hands as the phone suddenly became slippery.“Mia?—"“Don’t believe her, Michael; she’s drunk!" I recognized Hercules voice before I could process what he had said. Then the fear was suddenly filled with anger."What's going on there?” I barked.“Give me back my phone now!” I could hear Mia slur. I rolled my ears and took a deep breath. All was safe now. It was just a drunk joke.“Don’t you dare touch
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