“Thank you very much, Eunice. I shall take it up from here,” I heard Cyrus' voice as clear as day. I had been disappointed when I had woken up to see Eunice but now that he was here I was hoping he was not. I had not figured out what I wanted to do with him yet. I was not certain if in this lifetime I wanted to continue my relationship with him. To be honest there were still so many gaps in my memory about my previous life and in this lifetime, Cyrus had not been too kind to me as at first.Besides, I could not get over the fact that our relationship had started out on uneven terms in this lifetime. Somehow, I felt that things were different now. “Eunice was just telling me the most extraordinary things; I would be sorry to see her go,” I said, hoping to delay the inevitable. “So you now have an ear for gossip? That is new,” he said. Eunice bowed deeply to Cyrus and left at once. “There are so many new things about me. I am not the same woman you knew; Agatha is dead and will re
The wedding rituals were over and I was happy to see the corpse taken out of the ceremony. However, judging from the reaction of the people present I could tell that the wedding will be forever ingrained in their minds. Well, it was time now to dance with my bride. We had gone through the wedding rituals but we had yet to speak since I had missed her. Seeing her today however, reminded me of why she had remained on my mind. She was beautiful, _ethereal_. I had not missed the jealous eyes that had bored holes into me as the priest finalised our union. “You are beautiful,” I whispered into her ear. “I know,” came her conceited response. “It was a compliment, you should have said thank you,” I responded. “You stated a fact, I have been told those words so many times,” I did not doubt her; it was hard to see her and not register that she was a beautiful woman. “I see; what about ethereal?” “I do not need your compliment, you do not love me,” she said. “You refuse me your heart.
Theophilus' POVSomething was wrong here. Something had been wrong all this while and I berated myself for not having noticed all this while. Lord Marshall did not care about his daughter. It all started to make sense now. That was why he had not cared if she had a corpse at her wedding or if she had to marry someone she cared nothing for. But why had he done so? My mind went back to the shapeshifters. Was someone impersonating Lord Marshall? And if so why? And more importantly, why was Moana hiding it? All I knew was that I was not allowing Moana to return to such a place. “Lord Marshall, as the Alpha I will have to intervene. Lady Moana is to leave your home and move into her husband's house,” Cyrus said. I could tell Lord Marshall was not pleased with this development but I could not care less. Audrey's POV “What was that about?” I asked in fury as I confronted King Ares. I had been shocked to find out that the wedding hall had been attacked. It had not been part of the
Theo's POVThe wedding had come and gone and the couple were now living in wedded bliss of disaster. The pack was also out of mourning for Lord Salmon. Life continued in the palace as usual. “Your Majesty, that idea is preposterous! There are noble Lords that look after the affairs of their coffers not to mention the fact that we assign governors to every region,” a man named Donovan spoke up.Cyrus had finally presented the plan to make the locals choose their own representatives and the noble ministers were not open to the idea. I had known they would not like it anyway. What Cyrus aimed to do was going to reduce the power they had at the grassroots level. “In my opinion, it is a good idea; the common people do not have to wear it with every little request they have. Whoever they have chosen will bear the burden of that and will only come to us when big issues arrive,” returned Cyrus. I could see that he was in a good mood today. On a normal day, anyone who labeled his idea as p
A look of confusion appeared on his face as he looked at me. With a sigh, and in a strangled voice, Alpha Cyrus said. "I can't accept you as my mate."Three Days Ago"You can have her." My stepfather's voice was a strained whisper. He avoided my eyes and adjusted his position on the stool he sat on. My mother said nothing to object; she never opposed anything he did even when it was going to kill her. I sucked in a sharp breath and continued to stare at her, waiting for her intervention. She looked at me, and then at her feet. "Agnes, please make this sacrifice. For the sake of your siblings."I always thought I knew what betrayal was, until this very day. The porcelain tea jug I was holding clattered to the ground, hot tea spilling on my legs, and the shards flying about. "Mother?" I questioned, still not believing it. My father had been killed when he worked in a coal mine. It was not murder per se, but the working conditions were poor for such little pay. We barely had enough t
“What the hell?” I exclaimed, rushing at him. My stepfather lay limp on the chair, blood gushing out of his neck in a mad frenzy. He held my hands which had been raised to attack him. “Let us be on our way.”He began to drag me away but I resisted, looking behind me at my mother who still sat, her eyes emotionless as she stared at her husband's dead body.“He has children,” I cried as we stepped out into the open. My mind was a chaotic haven for emotions I could not recognize. I did not even know how I felt about the death of someone who betrayed me. Judas had been good to me once upon a time and I was not going to forget it. “He doesn't deserve them,” the man said coldly. “They need their father!” I exclaimed, exasperated. “How do you think they will react to seeing their father's dead body with a dagger to his neck?""I did not leave my dagger in his neck." This man has the guts to flash me a smile. "This is pure silver, too expensive to be left in the body of filth.""You are un
There was only one probable explanation. I was living in a dream, a funny and terrifying one. "N-n-northern wolves?" "Yes," Cyrus said, then acknowledged the man in front. "Theo, has the crisis been averted?""Considerably so. We reached a compromise.""They should know better than to mess with us," snarled Cyrus. "Greedy pests," he hissed."Who is she?" "Ah, my new slave. I paid a fine price for her.""Again? A fine price? For a human? Those lowly backstabbing creatures?" He asked with raised eyebrows."Yes.""You have an obsession." The man named Theo gave a tight smile and let out an exasperated breath. "Let's hope this one survives," he whistled then turned to me. "And you are?""Agnes." I ignored the hand he had out to shake me. "What do you mean by your statement?""What statement?" He asked, his hands still hanging out, waiting for a handshake that was never going to come."Let's hope this one survives?""Oh, it was nothing," he responded airily. "And it is not polite to lea
"Oh please," I scoffed. "The job was done. You had your tea the way you liked it. Why should it matter who made the tea?""I am telling you that in future, I will not tolerate such." It was when he said this, that I noticed he had taken off his tailcoat and his shirt was unbuttoned. I looked away quickly. "Oh, how nice!" I exclaimed, my voice laced with sarcasm. "Maybe in the future, you should get someone to train me to do certain tasks that I am not used to doing.""What have I told you about respect?" He stood up coolly and walked to my front. I took a step back and he moved forward. "I am the Alpha of this pack. Your master," he hissed. With shaky legs, I moved backward until I was against the wall. Previously, I had a comeback for everything he had to say but suddenly, his aura felt too intimidating and I could not respond. He leaned against me, his angry eyes boring deep into my soul, daring me to defy him. I whimpered slightly, trying to shrink into the wall behind me. His