ORION POV I looked down at her, a smile on my countenance. For the first time since my encounter with her in the Club's compound, I found her pretty. “Who—” she mouthed, pointing at me. “I don't want to slap you until I am certain. Which one are you?”A chuckle escaped my lips. Who is this woman? I laughed and cocked my neck. “Who do you think it is?”She walked closer, raising her hands to touch my face. “I wouldn't know, but Tristan would not be nice. Not after all he's done.”“I thought as much,” I shifted a bit from the door and let her pass. “You used the male toilet, ma'am. I should have told you on time.”Without saying a word to me, she walked away. I wouldn't blame her, would I? I walked in, shut the door and used the toilet before finding my way out of the space.Somehow, I admired her guts.So she could come to the same bar she got herself embarrassed in, after that day? Who is this woman? I wondered again, shutting the large door and finding my way out of the bathroom.
TRISTAN POV Why was she yet to reach out to me?The last time I checked, Emilia always apologized on my behalf whenever we had issues and all I did was sit and wait to be begged, even when it wasn't her fault.It was good to see, and there was a good feeling that came with it. It has been weeks since I failed to make it to her apartment. Why have I yet to hear from her? Not even a call.A hand knocked on my door and I snapped my fingers, a signal that whoever it was at the door should find his way in. “My lord,” the guard who watched after the door of my room came in. “What is it?”“My lord Logan is here to see you.” He announced with a nod and a bow that followed next. “What does he want?” I was forced to ask while the dumb guard shook his head, signalling to me how unsure and uncertain he was of what Logan had come to do in my room.“Let him in, then,” I urged the man who nodded. He walked out in seconds and when the door opened again, there was one of the many brothers I have
EMILIA POV Who does he think he is?Normally, I was supposed to place thousands of calls and messages to Tristan, even when I knew I had done nothing wrong in this case. My mind was made up, and there was no way I would stoop very low to make such a mistake—not after what Orion told me about him. My life seemed to have become better these days and there was my job in DE ROYALS, keeping me from too many thoughts. I should make new friends. Maybe not. The last time I checked, it was a friendship that led myself and Tristan into being in a relationship I believed would last. Now what? I sipped from the glass of juice in my hand, a grimace on her face.Suddenly, my phone rang. I jumped to my feet and rushed inside from the veranda where I was seated. Without hesitation, my hand touched one of the couches and there was my phone. It was a number I had never called, nor received a call from. In shock, I gazed at the screen of my phone as I contemplated whether or not to take the cal
ORION POV It was one of those days when the Alpha wanted to address the members after a brief meeting with us. All his sons were behind him while he headed out of the pack, to our next destination, the compound. “All hail the Alpha!” The guard at the gate of the Manor yelled, watching members who were around us, turn around and bow their heads. “Long live the Alpha.”Father nodded. He managed a smile on his countenance and when I turned around to check my brothers, I discovered that one of us was missing. “Wolves!” He took a seat on the throne that was dragged out of the hall, moping at the members one after the other. “Welcome to the gathering. You may sit on the floor if you want to.” He told the wolves who nodded, while some did as told.“As you all know,” he began. “I have called you here to let you know what is to happen next.” He mouthed, turning around and saying a word to the guard who stood beside him. The guard lifted his head and met my gaze before heading in my di
ORION POV Before I left the Pack, I picked up the card from the drawer where I kept it. After which I drove into the streets of New Orleans. The address given to me was a familiar one, and locating the house was not a hard task. In less than one hour, I arrived at the gate of the largely looking compound and my hand picked up my phone from the space where it was kept and I dialled the number. “I have arrived at your gate,” I announced to Emilia before ending the call, not caring to hear what she had to say. After a while of waiting, the gate opened. “Drive-in, sir.” The man at the gate urged. He was wearing a uniform and looked quite old.His words made me laugh. “No,” I shook my head. “I did not come to drive in. Besides, the woman I have come to see might not want that.”“I don't bite, Orion Ironclaw,” Emilia showed up at the gate. “Drive in already.” She urged with a smile that came alive on her face. What could I say at this point? If the woman who I came to see asked tha
TRISTAN POV Until now, she was yet to reach out to me. At this point, I didn't care much about it. My business in the meantime was meeting with one of the senators in New Orleans, while I delivered my goods to him. I headed out of the pack this morning, after recovering from the split headache that disturbed me the night before. My legs led me to my car with the box I held tightly so it was not jerked from my hand. “Tristan!” Someone called, causing me to turn around. Who else would it be if not for my twin? Now I managed a smile on my face, gripping the box even tighter. “What is it, Orion?” I asked the man who walked closer to me with obvious disdain on his countenance. “Where are you going?” He asked. “I need to meet with someone in the city, Orion,” I said, heading to my car. “Do you want something?” I asked, stopping in the front of my seat and meeting his gaze again. “Yes,” he mouthed. “No.” He said again and turned around. “I wanted you to drop me off somewhere in th
TRISTAN POV We drove out of the warehouse's space after putting on our masks and covering our identities. Into the street, we went, with the car whose glasses were tinted. The address was inputted in the map built with the car and we drove past streets, headed to the given address. Who knows? Today's meeting could end well or not. I wondered, watching the man on the wheel do a good job. Why wouldn't he? The last time I checked, I promised to cut off the head of whoever went against my order to implicate us. “Let me have his number,” I told the man who was seated next to me. “He must know of our arrival,” I mumbled and a phone was given to me. “There are many numbers here!” I cried, handing the phone back to the man. “Which one of them is to be called?”The young man handed the phone back to me. “The first two numbers are his, master,” he said and I nodded, dialing the first. “Please, drop a message.”I ended the call and dialed the second, hoping the call was taken. “Hello?”
ORION’S POVI climbed out of the elevator with a hitch in my breath for no reason in particular. All right, maybe I had a clue why I was all giddy and anxious, and maybe, just maybe, it had everything to do with the fact that I’d shown up at Emilia’s place without any prior notice or invitation from her friend.Admit it, Orion, you’re way over your head for this girl.My lips twitched into a smile at the thought. It didn’t matter to me that she had been with Tristan in the past. He had, after all, treated her like second-class garbage material, at least from what I’d heard. And frankly, it was no news to me.I covered the distance from the elevator to her doorstep in a couple of long strides, feeling my anxiety give way to what appeared to be excitement and anticipation. Emilia had been unusually nice to me the last time I’d stopped by, and that had, in fact, informed my decision to visit her again.I tapped gently on the door while my eyes darted to the doorbell sitting squarely on t
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