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The Alpha's Slave An Unageing Vampire
Larog's POV “The lady you asked for, Minerva. Her legal name is not Minerva but Constance. Not much about her either. Married twice; the first husband died of a stroke, and the second is in a faraway land doing some trade. Her oldest daughter is abroad getting an education. Boring stuff, all you need to know is inside there,” Picasso threw a file on my lap. “So I paid so much for such boring information?” I asked. I was not just annoyed; I was very annoyed. I know there was much more to Minerva than boring; what meets the eye. I had expected Picasso to dig further than what he had given me. “There is no refund for boring information in case you're curious. It's not my fault that you do not find the information satisfactory,” Picasso shrugged. I had a mind to push my fist into his face but held myself in place. “I see. Thanks.” I left Picasso's den feeling unsatisfied. I knew I had not dreamt the force Minerva had used to resist me with the door. She was not a human; that much I w
The Alpha's Slave A Sinister Creature
Minerva’s POV I woke up to Gerard tapping me rather vigorously. I opened my eyes and a glance at the window told me it was still far from morning so what did Gerard want from me at this time? He was no longer a baby who was scared of the dark or ran to his mum when he had a nightmare. However, before I could ask him what he wanted, I heard it. I stood up at once and fetched Gertrude too then I took them both to the store and said to them both, “You are to remain here, okay? No matter what happens. Someone will come to get you later; he will be holding a green lantern. Do whatever he tells you to do,” and with that, I shut the store behind them. I walked to the trance of my compound where a small crowd had formed outside booing against me. Some were even going as far as to throw stones and sticks. Bravely, I unlocked the gate and at once the authorities grabbed me. I made no move to protest them carrying me away. Somehow, I had anticipated it so I was not surprised. As the authori
The Alpha's Slave An Ingenious Fraud
Theophilus' POV“I hereby announce that Theophilus, the new Lord Salmon shall be in charge of the construction of the bridge that will link the capital to the mainlands of Linthorpe,” Cyrus' voice was firm as he made this announcement. It dared the ministers to question his reason but I knew they still would. If I were in their shoes I would question the appointment myself. “Your Majesty? If I may?” one of the ministers came forward to speak. It was Lord Robert. Of course, if anyone had the guts to say what was on their mind it would be Lord Robert. “Is there an issue, Lord Robert?” questioned Cyrus. “Your Majesty, I do not question the expertise you have employed to do the job. The Salmon's have a reputation when it comes to architecture and building however, there is a moral issue. Lord Salmon is still a fugitive on the run on grounds of embezzlement. Entrusting another Salmon with a project worth a lot of money is not the best course of action as of now,” said Lord Robert. A lo
The Alpha's Slave A Plan To Disinherit Theophilus
Tom’s POVAudrey had been in a foul mood since King Ares' had come to pay her a visit. I had thought that I had seen her in her worst mood but I was wrong; she was even more irritable now than ever. She was barking orders at everyone and at the slightest provocation she would throw something in any direction that pleased her. I had been a victim of one of her spontaneous throws and the worst part was that she had mandated me to follow her everywhere. She began to descend to the cells beneath and I followed her even though this place gave me chills. The only thing that was bearable about this place was the presence of the Luna. She stopped in front of a cell and told me to open the small gate to the cell. I knew who was on the other end; it was the other shapeshifter Theo had left behind. “Salmon; I have missed your face,” said Audrey with a sadistic smile. “I think it is time you return home, what do you say to that, huh? You must miss your son very much and a little birdie told m
The Alpha's Slave Mind Games
Larog's POV I am at the inn thinking about my next move. Given the audit, I was not certain it was safe to return to Ghysem just yet. I had to be sure that upon my arrival I would not be arrested and locked up. Although I had stolen money from the council in such a way that it would almost be impossible to detect and in fact, the kidding funds could be summed up to be a matter of financial error one could never be too certain. As I contemplated what to do the curtain by my bedside fluttered and when I opened it, I saw a note had been placed there. I opened the note and at once I could tell it was from my mole in the council. He was letting me know that the audit had yielded nothing and things had returned to normal in the council. This was good news indeed. Just to be certain that the note had not been written under duress I checked for the code I had given to my men to let me know when they were being forced to write something but it was not there. I was satisfied. This meant I cou
The Alpha's Slave A Job Well-Done
Larog's POV “Susan?” I quipped, startled. This was Gertrude through and through and she had that look in her eyes that told me she was aware; she was taunting me. Minerva was taunting me. Making me appear constantly stupid. “What do you mean by Susan? Gertrude? Are you not Gertrude?” I asked, stupefied. “Who is Gertrude? Susan? Have you been going around telling people your name is Gertrude? My daughter can be a bit mischievous that way,” Picasso chuckled. “Your daughter? Like your biological daughter?” I looked wide-eyed at Picasso. “Of course; she looks a lot like her mother but she does have my nose,” Picasso returned with a smile and when I did look from Gertrude's face to his I could see a tinge of resemblance. “We have met, no?” I asked the girl. “I do not know you, mister,” she replied but her eyes told me that she did remember me but she was going to pretend otherwise anyway. “You should leave now. Susan, do see this man out,” said Picasso. Once we were outside Picass
The Alpha's Slave The Perfect Dress
Larog's POV “As I have said, you are too kind with your words,” I said and while their words were kind, I could not shake off the feeling in the pit of my stomach that something was not right. “Would you mind stopping by at the council? Altid mentioned he could use your insight in managing the council's finances,” said Cyrus. I did not like how this conversation had turned out to be but I had no choice but to comply. “I will stop by at the council although I am sure there's nothing much I have to offer,” I said. “Just put Altid through some things. He's great at everything but the finances of the council is a mess; he needs help.” I left Cyrus' presence feeling as though he had told me one thing but meant some other things. However, there was no evidence to suggest that he was lying to me. Moana's POVAll about me was a hive of activities. I had a lot to do with limited time to do it. It did not help that my mother had died and I had all uncles and their wives were all snubs who
The Alpha's Slave The Eyes Of A Traitor
Moana's POV“It’s beautiful!” “Lovely!” “Ladies, it's perfect!” I said, excitement welling up in my voice. “Now that we have the dress settled, we need to make arrangements for the hall; will it be full of flowers?” “Or butterflies?” “Or snowflakes?” One would think that it was them getting married or they were wedding planners. A smile played on my face, I did not need any mother or aunty to help plan my wedding; I had my friends. “What snowflakes? what butterflies?” it was Philemona, another close friend of mine. “You're late and you're all so bossy,” remarked Hannah as they hugged. “Well, well, unlike you two I do have an actual job,” replied Philemona. “But I am sorry I am late; I had to ensure the fabrics were all in order; I see you've found your dress,” she said and her tone did not bear much excitement. “I think it is perfect, you do not think so, do you?” I asked. “I think you can do much better. The colour does not go well with your pale white skin,” and now that
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