Nora's POV
I felt a heavy hand on my waist as the breeze caressed my naked skin, so I slowly opened my eyes only to find a man beside me with his hand on my waist.
I gulped first before slowly touching his hands, as I couldn't believe that he was real. When I reached for his hands, I could feel it, and I froze.
“He is real!” I whispered, and my hands quickly slapped my mouth shut because I was tempted to scream.
I thought it was a hallucination! But what about the monkey and the fish?
He was naked, just as I was. Oh no, I slept with a total stranger! And not once, we had gone over again and again till we finally slept off. What the hell was I thinking?!
Closing my eyes, I couldn't help but scold myself for being so foolish. Because I was hungry, I didn't know right from wrong anymore.
I felt so ashamed of myself and irritated, as I couldn't even see any difference between Jake and me. Just one day after getting rejected, I already allowed a man into my pants.
Without much thought, I got up and reached for his shirt before putting it on to cover my nakedness. At least he was taller than I am, so I could wear his shirt, and it would be a gown for me.
I didn't bother to look at his face before I rushed out of his presence. He dared not wake up and find me there. I do not know who he was, but I'd take it like we were both not in the best mood and needed a comforter for the night. We found interest in each other, and it's just a one-night thing.
“I mean, many people do it. Many ladies do the one-night stand thing, right? It doesn't really make me a bad person. Besides, I am single and have no attachment to anyone. I can do whatever I like." Even with my reassuring words to myself, I still felt my eyes stink with tears.
I blinked them back, as I was tired of crying. I was so sure that Jake and Maria weren't as sad as I was right now about losing a girlfriend and a sister. I should try to move on and not let them see me as weak and broken.
When I got into the house, I found out that the furniture was no longer in the house. I raised my brows as I went from the living room to our room, only to find out that Maria had taken all her belongings away. Only my things were left there.
I cocked my head, wondering what happened in my absence. Where did she go? Where is the furniture?
Because I was exhausted and didn't want to stress myself with that, I went to the kitchen and made something to eat. I took a warm, long bath, dove into bed, and slept off. I was way too tired to think about where Maria had taken the furniture and what her plans were.
It was in my dream that I heard the banging of the door. I groaned, as I wasn't even ready to stand up from the bed. I pushed myself to get up when the banging became louder. I went over to open the door, only to find the house owner standing there with hands on her lips.
“What are you doing here?"
I raised my brows at her and then greeted her.
"Hello, Mrs. Dami."
“What are you doing here?” She asked again, and I asked back.
“Where should I be if not my house?"
“What house?” She asked before adding, “Your sister said you both are willing to leave the house, and she asked for a refund, which I had given to her.”
“What?!?” My ears stood erect at her words. She wasn't serious, was she?
“Why are you acting surprised? Can't you see that there is nothing else in the living room? Didn't you both talk about it before she came to me? Please don't pretend as if you don't know anything. This is the person who came to pay for the house. She could move in by next weekend. You're giving me the grace of a week to move out.
It was when she spoke about the girl that I saw the girl behind Mrs. Dami. I forced a smile at her before bowing to an angry Mrs. Dami before she finally left.
The minute I closed the door, I rolled down to the ground as I cried. No wonder she had taken her things away. She even took the refund; why was she doing this to me? She had Jake, and she had the entire royal family to feed the future Luna, but she still took the refund; she sold the furniture and also wanted more.
How can someone be so wicked, and I lived with that person for years? I call that person my favorite sister. Maria was pretending; she was only a pretender. How could she?
I cried and cried on the ground. It made me remember what happened back in the woods, and my crying increased. I felt I had betrayed Jake. I mean, this was the same week I got rejected. Was I so psycho?
When I snapped my eyes open, I felt strength, and I stood up to go get something to wear as I needed to search for somewhere to move to. I will show Maria and Jake that I can do without them in my life. I was old and mature enough.
Walking around the area, I searched for a house that my little savings could afford. Everything seems to be extremely high, but one thing is for sure: I'll get somewhere to move to. As I searched for houses, I tried to hide myself from those who knew I was once dating Jake. I cannot tell the story; in fact, I don't think I want to tell that story.
After a long search, I went back home disheartened.
“I cannot do without Jake and Maria." I whispered a sob, and I cried myself to sleep.
Nora's POV"Congratulations, ma'am; you're two weeks pregnant."“Wh…at!” I choked on my spit. What's the doctor saying?“You're pregnant. The test result is out.” He handed it over to me as he sat down while I slowly took the paper from him. My eyes scanned the paper until I saw 'positive'. I suddenly began to feel dizzy.“Are you okay?” The doctor asked, but before I could reply, I passed out. His words faded as my darkness enveloped me.The next time I opened my eyes, I saw that I had been admitted to the hospital. The doctor stood in front of me,“Can you hear me? Can you see me?” I nodded as I watched him speak. Though he was moving in slow motion, I could see and hear him.“You need to take good care of yourself. You can't go about fainting anyway. You are not one anymore; you're two, and you're carrying a child.” He sounded pissed but was holding it in.Tears rolled down my eyes. I was pregnant. It was definitely the stranger's child. How did I not take proper care and take some
Michael's POV“Name your price. Ten million dollars? Twenty million dollars?” I asked as I walked into the office.My eyes moved to what pulled me over here, or, should I say, who had pulled me over. The boy is sitting quietly at the side of the office. He had a round face, and his hair was dark like mine. I waited for him to raise his head, and he did, and when he did, my eyes widened.I was a carbon copy of my young self when I was around his age. He looked so handsome and innocent; whatever had happened wasn't his fault. I'm not even sure he knew what had happened.“You… you… you will give me… twenty million if I ask for… it?” The lady asked, causing me to move my eyes from my boy to her.Before I could even think of responding, my eyes moved to the lady beside her. Was she the one? The one I slept with seven years ago?Everyone told me she was a ghost; they said it was my imagination, but I know what I felt and what I saw. I didn't sleep with a ghost; she's real, and she gave birt
Nora’s POV:I turned to face Michael, my heart pounding in my chest. "I refuse to stay here," I said, my voice shaking with a mix of anger and hurt. I locked eyes with him, waiting for his response.Confusion flickered across Michael's face as he reached out, gently taking hold of my hand. "Why, Nora? What's the reason?" He asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. I could see the worry in his eyes.But I can’t just go on to live with a stranger.Yes, he claimed he was Dylan’s father. It still didn’t sit well, for he came out of nowhere and suddenly took me and my son.Frustration surged through me, and I struggled to find the right words. How could I explain that moving into his house wasn't as simple as it seemed? "We can't just move into your house. We barely know you," I argued, my voice quivering with emotion.His grip on my hand tightened, his eyes narrowing. "Nora, Dylan is my son too, and I want to be a part of his life," he said firmly, and I gritted my teeth. His voice wa
Nora’s POV:We both came up for air, and Michael’s eyes were still fixed on me. I had the urge to slap his face for forcing himself on me, but I remembered that I had also reciprocated the kiss.Damn!I tried to say something—anything that could clear the sudden awkwardness in the air.But before I could form any words, Michael best me to it.“You will stay here with me and our son,” he whispered, but I heard every word clearly.Before I could refute, he opened the door and walked out.I sighed. This was definitely how my life would change from now on.Just then,I glanced around the room, my eyes widening in awe at the sheer beauty.Now that I thought about it, the next packhouse looked so beautiful.And now I had to stay because I loved my life. I think I should probably take a look around.The place was enormous, and I couldn't help but think that it looked like something out of a fairytale.Since I had no other choice but to stay here, why not make the most of it and explore now?
Nora’s POVI stilled upon hearing his voice.“What’s that, dad?” Dylan grabbed something from his hands. He chuckled as he played with it. Michael ruffled his hair as he smiled down at him. Dylan is smiling back. He lifted him in the air and threw him around, like he was some airplane. Dylan’s giggles bounce off the wall. No one needed to be told; my son was enjoying the company of his father.Well, I guess we don’t have to argue over who the father of the year goes to. The longer I stood there, the longer I tried to fight back the tears that were pulling in my eyes. It’s been hard to be alone with Dylan. The memories of trying to find a man who would love my son for the past 7 years were fresh in my mind. I gave up at some point. Raising him alone was one hell of a job. Now, as I watched him play with his biological father, it felt nostalgic.I wiped a tear that had escaped my ears and began to turn when the door was yanked open. I gasped.“Come on, Nora, I've been wondering how long
Michael’s POVShe stared at her hands, not sparing me a glance. I knew she was shy, but not this shy. I tilted her face toward me. That way, she was not going to look away."First, Nora, you don’t have to be shy with me. I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable, but I’m not sorry for saying that." Her face immediately went bright red, like that of a fire truck."Emm, I think it's late. I need it to retire to bed." She stood abruptly as she pulled away from me. I am still avoiding my eyes."Okay," I muttered, and we left the theater. As we walked in absolute silence, I watched her back. She kept looking back a bit."I guess this is a good night then," I said as we got to her door."Yes, I had a great time. Thanks to you," she gave me a small smile, and I returned it. Speaking of the great time, I don't even remember a single thing that happened in the movie. Nora was my beautiful distraction.The week went by fast. Dylan had begun to settle down at a new school."Dad, can I still punch pe
Michael's POV"Your highness, the Desma pack is seeking your acceptance. They want you to get a mate from their pack." Zen informed me. I rolled my eyes.We were on our way to the Desma pack. If it were left alone for me, I would be somewhere in the house, getting ready to pick Nora and Dylan up from school.Now I'm going to talk to people who are not too different as lickers. Great. I never visited packs. Hercules, though my brother was also the beta. He did those kinds of jobs in my stead. He took care of the pack while I was on the human side, whenever I wanted to rest."A mate?" Hercules exclaimed.I ran my hands through my hair. These small packs. I am always looking for ways to seek favor from the Faulkners."Will you honor it?" Hercules asked as he continued scrolling through his phone. I snorted. He already knew my answer."Don't look at me, Herc; this visit was solely your idea. You know I don't do packs.""Yes, Agnar I said so, but this is the way you would be recognized and
Michael’s POV"Hmm, what’s this? Who is it from?” I asked as I flipped the envelope around. No one answered. They were avoiding the question. I looked at them, but no one was staring in my direction."Zen, can you not hear me?” I glared at him and my brother. Hercules looked away and began to whistle. Zen took a deep breath and began to speak.“Your highness, that is a red-sealed envelope. It belonged to the royals of every pack. Ours is black. This right here is a letter from the alpha of the Desma pack,” he said.I burst out laughing. “I knew he would have something up his sleeve. Oh, if only eyes were guns.” Gradually, my laughter died. Nobody had joined in. Hercules looked away, and Zen was staring down at his shoes.“Your highness, this is a serious matter. The alpha of the Desma pack might be an old wolf, but he has a lot of influence on the elders of lycanthropy. I sighed.“Read the damn thing later,” I said in clenched teeth. Zen took it from me and slowly tore it open.“Greet