Arthur’s POVWe reached the city at the break of dawn. Echo was still sleeping, and Nanna Avery was preparing Echo’s lunchbox. The principal of Oaklands Kindergarten informed me that my son would start there as his application was successful.“What’s your next step Arthur?” she asks. We were in the kitchen. My penthouse was open space. Which means everything was interlinked with each other. The kitchen was linked with the dining room. Through the passage where two bedrooms and a bathroom. Mine and Echo’s. Both the rooms had bathrooms of their own, and small study desks in each room.“My next step is find out who killed my guards and make him or her pay.” I reply.“I don’t mean that,” She sighs. “I’m taking about the alliance. What are going to tell the counsel?”“Nothing.” I open the fridge and take out bottled water.“What do you mean nothing? You answer to the counsel Arthur. That’s what keeps the peace. Echo going to the other pack’s school. That was the alliance that was formed al
Arthur’s POVThis can’t be.I shake my head in disbelief. It can’t.“You can’t reject her.” Ares warns me.“How?” I whisper, trying to gather my thoughts.“A second chance, maybe.” Before I can reply to Ares, I lock eyes with the lady in platinum hair. My heart skips a beat, as I witness her eyes glow a mesmerizing tortoise blue shade that nobody notices but me.“No…” I shake my head, looking away. “It can’t be.” I mutter. I look back at her, and she is still standing in one place, looking at me. I was five rows to the front, and I could hear her heart beating. It was both soothing, and nerve-wrecking.Her pulse was that of a human, but there was something uneven about it. It seemed that it was of a human, but not. She had secrets. Secrets I wanted to know. Secrets I wanted to hear about, as I caressed her smooth, yet beautifully dark skin.What am I saying? I shake my head, trying to remove the crazy thoughts out of my head. I can’t think like this.“I can’t have her.” I whisper to m
Quin’s POV An hour and 45 minutes before meeting Arthur “Quin, breakfast is ready!” Dawn called out for me. “I’m coming.” I was doing my last-minute touch ups which was tiding up my hair. It was always done in a low bun as I didn’t want my hair to get in the way when I was attending to the patients, well, more like my little heroes. My name is Quinzel Khaleel O’Conner, and I am a 34-year-old neurologist in Cleopatra Hospital for Children. One of the best ones I’m told. But I wouldn’t really dwell on that. I’d like to think that my ability to help others comes from wanting to keep children safe and help them grow without any defects that could have been prevented. I never got a chance to grow up with my mom as she was always away. She is a nurse in South Africa, and she is never home. I grew up with my dad, and he was the closest thing I knew to family. He was there on every first thing that I had to go. My first teeth coming out, my first haircut, going to kindergarten I was ac
Quin’s POV Strange, that is how I'd explain my ride with Dawn. It was an ordinary morning, that much I'd known, and anticipated, but in a way, something was different about it. I could feel the difference. I was a bit too excited about the presentation, which was both nerve-wracking, and weird at the same time. The car ride was just a typical radio session on low volume, with the sun just making everything look pretty. The whole ride Dawn was attending to Marie, but now and then, a story would pop in about how the kids in her school did this or that, or how the children that I treat were doing this or that. As I said, just a typical Monday morning. We got to the school, and it has a separate parking lot for the parents and the teachers, because the school is high ranking and some parents are just snobs and feel entitled to their space. Hence why the school thought it would be better if the parents just had their parking so the teachers are not inconvenienced. I park my car, and th
Quin's POV“Can I accompany you?” I ask, walking behind him, not wanting to let him go, nor leave.Mr. Handsome continues to walk without acknowledging him. “I’m a doctor.” I add, trying to gain his attention, forgetting not to walk so close to him. I end up bumping him with my forehead on his back, and it's the hardest thing my tiny head has ever bumped on.“Sorry,” I mutter, taking a step back, trying to maintain myself and act normal.He turns around, and utters, "Lady, I appreciate your help, but I will be fine.” in juiciest, dripping voice I've ever heard. It was hoarse, yet constant, deep, but audible. I didn't know velvet voices existed until today.“It’s Dr. Quinzel Khaleel O’Conner.” I mumble, bringing myself back to earth before I could go under.“Miss Quin, I appreciate your help, but I will take it from here.” He smiles, he leaves, and I just stand there, frozen. I lift my hand to wave goodbye, but I immediately hit it with the other hand."Quin, what are you doing here?
Arthur's POVThe closest hospital I could get to was Marian Christian Hospital and so, I take Echo there. When I get to the hospital, two nurses come out with a stretch and I gently place my boy on the bed and they start wheeling him inside."What happened to him?" the one nurse that looks a little older than me inquires."I don't know. He just fainted." I explain as I walk behind them."Is he allergic to anything, or was he introduced to a new environment or new people maybe?" the other one continues."Today was his first day of school," I utter, not sure how this is relevant to him fainting. Echo is a werewolf, and even if he met new people, fainting is the last thing that would happen to him.The blood that runs through him is that of an Alpha wolf and a hybrid she-wolf. By law, he is the least to get nervous breakdowns or whatever it is that mortal humans go through. His body is stronger, and fas
Quin's POV I was tired when I got home. The crazy voice was gone, and I was somewhat normal. When I open the door, Dawn is waiting for me with a bowl of popcorn on her hands. Marie is sleeping on her movable crib. "Handsome guy, start talking." It's all she says, and tingles start sparking again. "Arhh, that guy." I close the door, and place my bag on the table, taking out my coat and placing it on top of it. "He is one peculiar guy." I state, as I take a seat on the couch. "Yes and talk, what about the guy? You have never spoken about any guy so bluntly except your dad. What is so different about him?" She questions, her eyes twinking with sparks of curiousity. So I start with his eyes, "His eyes glow." "Oh honey, people's eyes don't just glow, and that's not how you start a story. You don't just get to confuse me the first five seconds of the story and expect me to be okay with that. You explain from A to Z so I can paint my imagination with color." She explains, and I nod, a
Arthur's POV After I had registered Echo, when I came back, he was asleep. I informed my secretary, Galaxie, that I will not be attending the annual meeting as Echo was on and off and it was a bit disorientating, so she suggested that we have a zoom meeting instead. That took up most of the day, and by noon, going to evening, I had reports that my businesses that we're catering for, the Carpenter and Agricultural schools in Bangkok, Beijing, Shanghai, the Middle East, Russia, and Afghanistan were going as planned.It was now dark out and the doctors have come and gone taking Echo's blood for tests the second nurse who came in with us, whose name I later learned was Letty, was changing the IV fluids to new ones which were already on the fourth pack of them.My mind kept drifting back to a pair of amazon eyes, melanin skin, and a very specific low-placed bun in platinum hair. Mate...The word continues to crowd my mind time and time again, it's like being at odds with my own body. Is