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
It It Arthur's POV When I get to the door, I stop. What if Winter felt wrong? I know that twins have a connection bigger than mate bonds as they are one. So if one is anxious, the other would feel it as if they are there, if the one is hurt, the other would hurt in the same spot. But what if? Just, what if he felt wrong? "I will take over your body and enter this room if you don't," Ares warns me. I open the door and there she is, standing right there, touching her hair. My heart stops for a second. "Are you real?" I whisper, dropping my phone. Quinnzel pauses, and her heart picks up pace. The moment, it does, I rush and crash into her, hugging her a little too tightly. I take in her scent, it's still as intoxicating and strong. I grin, feeling a sense of completion with her around. "I am real," she coughs. "You squeezing too hard," she adds, and I loosen the grip."Sorry," I mutter, still hugging her. We just stand there, holding on to each other like the world is ending. I a
Quin's POV"Quin," I hear a voice calling me in the darkness and I stop. The voice is monotone, and I can't tell whether it's a man or a woman. I look around with my glowing eyes, but I see nobody. I look at Acai, who also shakes her head. But what I know and am certain of, somebody did call me, and it gave me chills. But I shrug my shoulders, and pretend we didn't hear anything and we continue walking. I am not sure how long I've been out here, and how much longer this has to go on.All I know is that I haven't been hungry or had the urge to use the toilet nor have I felt a tiny ping of wanting to sleep. This is discouraging because it feels like I've only walked for a day or two max and this might take more than that. "Quin," the voice calls out again. I stop yet again and look around to no avail, starting to get freaked out. I try to take a step to see if the voice calls out my name again, and this time I am not surprised, but freaked out. "Quinnzel O' Conner!" the voice beams,
Winter's POVIn approximately ten minutes, we meet Luca. From a distance, her medication spread is already ready to be utilized. Luca has an SUV, and her boot space is enough to assist Marie. We stop the car when we meet hers, and before Dawn gets out of the car, Luca gives Marie the first injection through the window so she she able to breathe. We then open the door, Dawn rushes to place Marie in the boot. Luca then injects Marie with a UV fluid on both arms, switches on a portal fan, and places the fan over her head."What's she doing with her?" she looks at me, anxiously."She's trying to get her energy back. Have you never seen her being treated?" I cue. "No, the doctors back in the city don't allow that," she clarifies. "Well, I always want to know what's happening. But don't worry, our daughter is going to be okay," I try to console her, whilst Luca opens her onesie and puts allergy pads on her chest."What are those?" she continues."Allergy pads. It's to level her breathing
Lucinda's POVAfter packing, I head down, and Shadow is on a phone call with someone, well, more like he is yelling at someone over the phone. "Don't tell me that Lucien! I specifically told you that the investors were coming in today, therefore the Maimi deal should be finalized by then," I could feel his anger radiating through the whole room, and I know that he feels my presence so he tried to finalize the call in a much calmer tone. "Can you please get this done before I get to the office? I will stall the guys. Is that possible?" he asks the other person whose name I believe is Lucien. He nods his head then and he ends the call."I can hear your heartbeat you know," he utters and I come into view. "Hey," I sheepishly laugh, waving."You ready to leave?" he inquires."Sure," I come down with my suitcase and he takes it and carries it for me."Sorry about that," he starts as we head towards the car."Sorry about?""The yelling. I was frustrated at Lucien. There is some work I as
Lucinda's POVAfter Queen Mother leaves, I feel lighter. Like I have someone I can trust. There is something about her that makes me want to tell her how I am feeling, and how much whatever I went through hurt me and she doesn't come with a judging heart or a mocking face, but she brings warmth, and for me, that is something I've always craved for, a friend. I hope she is one. I focus on what she asked me for. The wishlist. I sit on the couch and I start thinking hard and wide. What's the one thing that I've always desired? My list would be long if I would start from when I was a kid. But before I can jotter down anything, I call Meriya to help me get a pen and a paper. She comes back with it and I sit on the island to start my list. It doesn't have to be realistic, I tell myself, but it has to be what I've always wanted to do. Queen Mother said she would be a genie for one day, and maybe she could help me achieve these dreams.She doesn't have to help with everything, I mean, I th
Eliza's POVThe past two days were well spent. Lucinda is an interesting child indeed. Besides her life story that she thinks defines her, her character, her personality, her smile, and everything good reminds me of Rue. How she could have grown, how she would have smiled, what type of wolf she would carry, the strength she would possess, and with all that, how I would want to protect her. How I would want to see her happy. How I would want her to have all the love that she proceeds her.And when I look at Lucinda, I want all of this for her. The love, the happiness and the joy, as the Luna of this pack, and as my son's fiancee. I want her to have the best mother-in-law. I can be her in-law by the rules and regulations of this world, but I know that by now, our relationship as a family will be anything but quiet, random, and normal. It's gonna have flare, sparkles, and tiny big promises and everything she has ever wished for as a child, and what she desired as she grew up. "Roughly
Nanawe's POV"So, this is what is gonna happen gentlemen and esteemed ladies, I am going to go home and ask Miss Dawn, the future Luna of Windazare if she would fancy staying in Erza for a month, and if she says yes, consider yourselves lucky, and if not, well, good luck trying to convince her to stay. I mean, she already doesn't see eye to eye with the counsel since some people, I won't mention names, are so keen on having her killed." I clear my throat. "Nanawe!" Claudius calls out."Yes love?" I smile at him, tilting my head. No matter how angry this man is with me, I am still head over hills for him, I still act like a child. "Are you trying to rebel against the counsel?" he raises a question."Oh goodness no. I would never do that. This couple just reminds me of someone I didn't save before. I guess you could say I am trying to make amends for it," I look at Arthur, trying to not get emotional."Is this based on your emotions?" Phoenix replies and I can feel his aura being enra
Dawn's POVAfter getting ready as Queen Mother has instructed, I feel the need to visit Quin. Baby Marie will be staying with Nanna Ave, and Sabre will be keeping an eye on Quin and Echo. The rest of the house will be going. So when I am done, I quickly head to where Quin is sleeping. When I get there, Sabre is standing guard and he freely lets me in. I enter the room and Quin is just lying there. Her eyes are closed and for the first time, I want her to talk. Even if she will go on about neurosurgery or whatever she does, I just want her to open her mouth. I feel my breathing getting choked up, but still, I will myself to get closer to her. When I am within arm's length, I take her hand into mine, and I sit down, tears rolling down my eyes. "Hey Quin," I smile. "How are you, girl?" I wipe my tears. "So about the mate thing that you spoke about, well, you were right, I have one too," I chuckle. "Crazy right?""You know Winter? Yeah, his my mate, and he is the same Winter whom I've
Winters POVShe came for me. Yes, I know she was probably asked by my mom to check up on me, but the fact that she agreed to do it meant a lot to me. I am not sure how to respond to what my mom did to me, and in a way, I am trying to put myself in her shoes, but I am failing to comprehend how she did what she did and still lived without regret in her heart. For her to separate us to keep us safe is one thing, but choosing to let us stay separated is a choice she could have undone. I could have met my sister in the city if she wasn't sure how she would turn out, and we would have had a bond. I would protect her with my life and maybe then, I would have found my mate sooner. But no, she did what she did, and I don't know how to look at her without anger and disappointment in my heart. "Dawn, if your mom did what my mom did, what would you do?" I ask her. "I would slap her," she utters, seemingly contemplating her response."What?" I wasn't expecting that."That would be my first tho