ORION'S POVI stood in the garage, examining the mess before me. I knew better than to call Emilia. I didn't want to disappoint her, I didn't want her to lose hope that I wasn't going to be at her place in the next few minutes. I was annoyed. What had happened to all the tires in the garage? All the cars were down, and I had to tell Denver to fetch a mechanic as fast as he could. Nothing was going to make me miss the date with the love of my life, with the woman I had come to call my own. By the time they had managed to work on the tires, I was already an hour late. Slipping into the car, I urged Denver to drive as fast as he could go. My instincts, however, told me that something wasn't right. How had the cars suddenly developed faults all of a sudden?How come all the tires had been slashed, and simultaneously too? I was annoyed. I was upset, but there was nothing I could do about it at the moment. I couldn't go about asking the brotherhood, it was only going to be wasting my ti
EMILIA'S POVI woke up, startled. I was in a dark room that had very little light, and my hands were tied to the chair I was sitting on. My eyes were already heavy from what I presumed was the brilliant light that had been the first thing my eyes had seen as soon as I opened them. My arms felt like lead and my head was pounding. It took me a while to recollect what had happened to me, why I was in a chair and why I was in a dark room, tied to a chair. When I remembered, the tears began to drop from my eyes without restraint, the free flow making me know that for the past two to three months, I had been shedding tears constantly. All I wanted was to go home, but here I was, in a tied chair because I had once dated a maniac, a mad man and a lunatic that cared only about himself and didn't want his brother to have me even though we had nothing in common anymore. That was the story of my sad life. It seemed the guard who had been instructed to watch over me heard my tears because the
EMILIA'S POV From the sounds that came outside the room I could tell that there were more of them, probably a dozen. The place was a beehive of activities, and I wondered what someone like him was doing being their boss. Tristan Ironclaw was royalty, and if he was truly the boss of these men,then I would be extremely shocked and baffled. Was he that evil? Was Tristan Ironclaw truly the boss of these men? Was he truly their boss or there was something at stake, something that I didn't understand? I had always known Tristan Ironclaw had bad energy with him, but being the leader of a notorious gang such as this was truly going to come as a shock to me. Because throughout the time we had dated, I had never suspected that he controlled such a group. I had never thought that he led a double life, a life that his brothers and his dead father, the great Alpha surely didn't know about. “Boss? She's awake.”I listened attentively, desperate to hear what he was going to say. I needed to h
ORION'S POVI sat in my room, perplexed, my mind racing. It was the third day without hearing Emilia's voice, and I was slowly finding out that I couldn't deal with it. She was the love of my life, the one that had given me comfort in the midst of all my problems. Without Emilia Roberts, who was I going to run to? Without Emilia Roberts who could comfort me?I was still sitting on my bed, deep in thought when Logan came into the room, the frown on his face also mirroring mine. He was staring at the untouched plate of steak on my plate and the bottle of wine which was still full. For three days now, he had been advising me to eat, they had all been doing so, but where was I going to find that strength from? How was I going to be able to eat knowing that the love of my life wasn't in a safe place, and wondering if she was even eating at all. Where was the appetite going to come from?“Orion Ironclaw, starving yourself, I assure you, won't bring back your girlfriend. I'm not saying yo
ORION'S POVBy the time I got to the end of the Sheffield estate, my heart was hammering in my chest, the blood was ringing in my ears and my hands were trembling. I was afraid. I was afraid that even through a private detective, I might never see Emilia Roberts, and that was why I turned my car, driving to the station first. I parked in the station parking lot, getting out of my car and locking the doors firmly. Since I had called the police and told the detectives all I could about the case, they hadn't gotten back to me. That was what I was starting to discover that I hated about the police. The fact that I had done everything I could in my power to help them, the fact that I had tried my best to further the investigation, but they weren't replicating the same energy was what I hated about them. All I wanted was to talk to the detective that I knew was in charge of the case, to give him a piece of my mind. When I got to the reception of the station, I could see that it was fill
ORION'S POVI smiled broadly at him, then shook his hand firmly when he stood up,offering his hand. He shook it, his handshake very weak. He was a weak man, I found myself thinking. Even as a man that commanded authority and had dozens of men underneath him, he had still been afraid of Tristan. It didn't sit well with me. Men of authority knew that Tristan was always somebody who loved to act tough, and I was annoyed that he hadn't been able to depict that immediately. Instead what had he done?He had been afraid of my twin brother, shivering and trembling to my embarrassment. He was clearly a man that didn't know who he was, and even if he knew, it struck me that he couldn't use it to his advantage. He made me hate him even though I didn't want to, even though I wasn't to. “Ahh, Orion Ironclaw, how pleasant of you to drop by. When I heard my receptionist call, I was ready to give him a piece of my mind until I heard you were the one. Nice to meet you once again.”He patted me on t
TRISTAN'S POVWhen I heard the good news, that she was alive and kicking, I had entered my car, driving as fast as I could to see her. I couldn't believe that she had actually made me wait for three days before she had become conscious. I didn't even think that hitting her with the weapon I had used could make her unconscious, and for a very long time too. What I found difficult was the way I was presenting myself to her. I wanted to appear aloof and uncaring, but I knew there was a part of me that still loved her, a part of me that even wanted to snatch her from my brother. But I knew that I was past that lover boy stage. I had my eyes set on the throne, and nothing else. Now, all I wanted to do was punish her. I wanted her to see that I could still own her even if she had done nothing wrong, All I wanted to do was to show her that I was in control. That I was in charge, in command. I wanted to show her that maybe if she had stuck with me, this was a world she would have also e
TRISTIAN'S POVHenry bit his lip, and I could see that he was excited. It was clear that whoever the buyer was, he was a big person and was probably somebody that had never bought before. “It was the chief of police, sir. Chief Tom. Apparently, he wants to sell the drugs using his child at school. I think he borrowed some money from the police coffers which he is unable to pay back.”Nodding, I smiled. That was a new one. Chief Tom. The man who was supposedly supposed to protect the city and uphold the laws. The man who was supposedly supposed to act according to the laws of the land and the constitution was disobeying. He was doing the very thing he preached against, and it was beautiful to see. It was beautiful that I wasn't the only villain in the town, that I wasn't the only one that led a double life. Opening the freezer that was in my office, I retrieved a bottle of whiskey, then poured it into two glasses, inviting Henry to drink with me. I gave him a glass, then stretched m
TRISTAN'S POV He laughed again, laughter that burnt my chest. Laughter that made me want to punch him in the stomach and hit him on the face until I drew blood. “Who knew that in a few weeks, you'll be here with me, eh? Eating leftovers, and about to be judged by a panel of Elders and your own brothers. Life is a rollercoaster, Tristan. And it's your turn to go on that ride.”I shook my head in anger when he shoved me again. “Don't push me!” I hissed angrily. “I'm in charge here, Tristan. And you're going to do as I say. Now move!”He was right. I was now underneath him. He was in charge, and there was nothing I could do. How the mighty falleth!_________ORION'S POVStanding before my brothers and the elders, I raised my hand in silence. Before me, I held the bottle that was filled to the brim with acid, which served as an evidence before the whole court that my brother, Tristan Ironclaw had been charged for the death of a dozen people and conspiracy to kill me and the rest of t
ORION'S POVStaring at Rosalind, I was filled with rage. How could Tristan be so callous? How evil could he be? For him to do such a thing to his brothers meant that he could go to any length to try and destroy most of us. It meant he was willing to go to any length to destroy whoever had been standing in his way on his charge to become the Alpha. It was a good thing that he was locked up, just where he deserved to be. There were no two ways about it. “Denver!”I called out, placing my hand atop Emilia's in order to let her know that she wasn't alone. I was annoyed, but not at her. I was offended by my brother's callousness, by his lack of human empathy, sympathy and love. Being his brother at that moment was something I wouldn't even wish on my worst enemy. He was an evil man, a very callous person, and I wanted him to be paid according to how he had lived his life, according to how evil he had been. “Yes royal one.”Denver was beside me in a flash, the worry on his face mirrorin
EMILIA'S POVBrushing my teeth in the bathroom, I couldn't help but smile time and time again. My head was filled with pleasant thoughts, and that was all I cared for at the moment. I wanted the pleasant thoughts to continue, I didn't want them to end in any way. All I thought of was marriage with Orion Ironclaw, and how I wanted to spend the rest of my days with him. I imagined living in the palace, and I imagined our children running around. He was eventually going to be the Alpha, and I imagined him being disturbed by one or two thoughts and problems that plagued the land, and there I was, comforting him, telling him that everything was going to be alright. It was all I wanted to think about all day, it was where I wanted to be. I loved him to the moon and back, and with Tristan gone and locked up in jail, it was going to be a rollercoaster ride for all of us. I wanted us to get married immediately, because I didn't want any problems or obstacles. Because I wanted to continue be
ORION'S POV “Good morning chef Sarah. I want to prepare something for my girlfriend. I know you guys must have already prepared a meal for the occupants of the palace, but I'd like to prepare something special. And yes, I'd like you guys to help me. But from a distance, please don't interfere.”Sarah smiled, then nodded. It was obvious that she understood where I was coming from. Most of them had heard about the showdown with Tristan, and had probably heard that he was in prison too. Nodding, I noticed a young cook who seemed disturbed by my presence. Her hands were trembling, and she was in a corner, standing as she stared at me. Smiling at her, I noticed that she averted her eyes. But I didn't take it to heart, that was the reaction of most servants when I tried to be friendly. Without skipping a beat, I decided to start preparing breakfast for Emilia before she woke up. Asking questions, I managed to find the eggs and then put them into a bowl before whisking them. Bread was wh
ORION'S POVI stirred awake, the rays of the sun that pierced the windows blinding me monetarily. For a minute, I didn't know where I was. I stared, surprised and in clear wonderment. And then I remembered. I was in the palace, in my room. And beside me was my girlfriend, a woman that I loved and had always loved. A woman that I was ready to lay down my life for, a woman that I was ready to spend the rest of my life with. Just seeing Emilia beside me made me excited. The fact that I hadn't been this close to her in months, that we were not allowed to be close to each other because of obstacles that existed in the form of my brother and her ex boyfriend made me bitter. But all that bitterness had been transformed into love now. I no longer felt bitter towards my brother, who at that moment had been handed unto the hands of the pack by the police force. We were going to deal with him, just as our laws, rules and regulations required, while they were free to deal with the remainder of
EMILIA'S POVI was seated on my bed watching the television when Elena called me, telling me to turn to the NBC News channel immediately. I did so, and I was shocked at what I saw on the television. Tristan Ironclaw had been arrested after he was identified as one of the most notorious criminals of the past year. I couldn't believe it. I was actually free. Him being arrested meant that I was free to go back to my lover, and I was free to go back to the palace as well. My life had been pretty messed up, filled with ups and downs, and it was eventually time for a change. I broke down and wept, still looking at the television. Tristan Ironclaw had been the worst thing to ever happen to me. And now, he was going to jail, where he was going to spend the rest of his days. The evidence against him according to the television was massive, and I found myself wondering what they had found on him. I didn't care.All I seemed to care about at that moment was that my life was finally mine agai
ORION'S POVAs soon as they shook hands, our van drove in, and in a twinkle of an eye, I could see Tristan transform into a wolf. But I was ready. Clutching the gun that was armed with several bullets, I transformed into a wolf as well, blocking his path and tripping him as he began to run. He fell in a heap on the ground, and I pointed the gun at him. He smiled at me, a nervous smile, and I shook my head, perplexed. My twin brother was a hardened criminal. He was laughing even though death was staring him in the face. He was showing that he had no remorse for whatever he had done in the past. He was just showing everybody the type of man he was. “I should've known. Who else will be in charge of my downfall if not for my own twin brother, if not for my nemesis from day one.”“You are your own nemesis, Tristan. The evil you've done in this city is only coming back to haunt you. I am your karma, and I'm telling you right now that you should surrender and hand yourself over to the pol
EMILIA'S POVI nodded, acknowledging at that moment that I loved listening to Orion Ironclaw speak. His voice was soothing, especially for the fact that I hadn't heard it in days. As soon as we were done discussing the matter of Tristan Ironclaw and his masked dealers agency, I proceeded to tell them that I couldn't live with Charles anymore. It was going to be better if I checked into a hotel on the outskirts of town where he would never find me. Agreeing immediately and seemingly annoyed, Orion immediately agreed to it. He wasn't going to let anything happen to me while he was alive, he swore time and time again. I entered the car while we drove to a hotel in the outskirts. There, I checked in, and Orion paid for everything, including my room service. “After all this is over, you'll be back with me in the palace as my wife. We've suffered so much, Emilia, we deserve every good thing in the world. Which is why I'm going to say we should get married as soon as possible.”I clutche
EMILIA'S POVI had swallowed it for too long. I knew that I had tried my best, and I was supposed to move forward. At least, I was supposed to be treated as if I wasn't in a dungeon anymore. If he loved me, he was going to allow me to do what I wished. He was going to let my plans flow as smoothly as I wanted it to. “I need to go out, Charles. I've been locked in here for two weeks. You've bluntly refused to let me go out. Is this love? You say you're afraid of Tristan, but you go out everyday yourself? What does that mean?”He shook his head, then tried to touch me. I ducked immediately, then swore inwardly. Why did he keep trying to touch me? It only made my skin crawl with repulsion, and I wondered if he couldn't see it. I hated him, and he wasn't even seeing it. “You need to understand that you are fragile, Emilia. I love you, and I'm trying to let you understand that.”I shook my head angrily. This wasn't love. It was something else. I didn't deserve to be locked up like an ani