Third person POVAs all of these things were happening, Cathleen… Gabriel's wife and mate didn't burdge.It may have seemed that she is just a shewolf that wouldn't hurt a fly but she's worse.She mated to Gabriel Moore for her own reasons, though it was luck. Manipulating her ways to the heart of one man and directing him wrong; giving him comforts through the lies of her mouth.Cathleen Donavan..It happened that Cathleen used to be a lowlife maid when Gabriel and Lorenzo's father was alive. She used to be his personal maidservant. Through all harshness, he laid with her on a certain day he got into an argument with his wife. Not only once, after he begged never to repeat the act, he continued; making it a part of her job to satisfy him.He made her his bed warmer, almost every night. Cathleen knew that whatever she did won't matter because he was the alpha so instead, she started planning her ways; fortunately, she was mated to his first son, Gabriel Moore. She allowed him to tru
POV: Anya zhukouUrrgh!!I woke up to the throbbing pain I felt on my head. It felt like countless needles were pricking my brain; allowing sharp waves of pain travel through me.I remembered it all!.The madness I came home to create, the way I went ahead creating a scenario while Nala went berserk. Neither of us were thinking. Who would??Nala being my wolf was more than infuriated, annoyed that we got rejected again… but does it matter?Only now did I get to reason that it was his parents that rejected me; still, the pain was unendurable. I remembered how Derrick stood for me, making a firm decision with them. How he made them understand that I am his mate and nothing would change it. Fuck!! That was a lot.With his unending pressure, I know he was ready; more than ready to deny the world for me, but really… I am scared.Knowing that the past would continue hunting for our future, knowing fully well that there was still going to be this insane issue of twenty-five years ago that
Shitpiece!!It has always being like this, the aftermath of too much furiousness. I missed a lot of things, I missed my sweetheart; my mate.I still curse at any point as the pain was now relieving. Eventually, I still needed to cover-up the embarrassment. Damn!Stepping my ass out of my room, I took a turn from one of the many corridors of the Mansion, moving without control as my thoughts would drift back to the incident.Giving out a berated yet exasperated sigh, I wished I was back to the normal self that I was. I missed working as a waitress only for my boss to tell and growl at me.I missed my alone time with Derrick, how he would force us out to restaurants, embarrassing me with just how much he knows me.Fuck!Why can't they just let us be? Aren't we just two werewolves that fell in love with each other but stupid enough to wait too long and get rejected? Yeah! That's right, we both did feel a thing for ourselves.If only we had known sooner, we would just have mated since ear
Gabriel MooreToday hasn't been any better as I was having the time of my life (ironically) getting to move around with my stupid nephew. It made me sick. To the bones! The boy isn't any different from what the rumors have it to be. He took his characters from his Alpha parents. Taking the crude yet gentle part of his mother that used to be my lover only infuriated my inner beast while he took the brains and calmness of his father, my brother, Lorenzo… At some point, I wished he died… burnt to ash at Shaynes Bradford's memorial orphanage… his parts thrown deep in the river, that's how much I hated him.Even while he is innocent, you may ask. What does it change? Nothing! That's because I hate his father, my brother. "So tell me nephew, how did you meet with her…" I asked because I needed to know.Lorenzo and I are already old, old in our beast form but not more than 40s in the human world. It worked either way but if this stupid nephew of mine was to be mated, the sooner it seems
POV: Derrick MooreStaying wasn't a part of the plan all along; to stay and watch the faces of people I never thought existed.All of these was their fault, their fault in so many ways beginning from that war and down to the current issue of wanting me to separate from my mate!!I missed her a lot, but we both agreed to make things right from our clans. Days turning weeks, we could only FaceTime.It was damn annoying… Now I have to start attending frustrating meetings; making sure to meet up with what I have missed from my birth. None made sense, I didn't ask them to engage in war. I never did ask them to put me in orphanage when they are very much alive!!With just one question bothering my soul, I began working my own way out.Are they really my birth parents?I certainly see no reason why a parent would protect their child to target another, isn't that just plainly insane?They had clearly thrown me in the orphanage to protect me but they had put Anya, the princess of the Zhukov's
Derrick Moore.Peace!Yeah… I felt at peace. The pressure of how much I fanned my breath on that good for nothing living soul was clearly wrecking. To think both of my parents rejected Anya for her… fuck!What kind of a parent are they? Aren't they supposed to pamper their lost son and even be of support to him?It's now clear, clear enough to make me understand that no matter how much I speak, they will still not stop wanting me to separate with my mate!Or isn't it the same Hayley Arres? The one that had said she wanted to correct the moon goddess for creating a shitpiece of soul like me as her mate? Wow….Things really do take a turn; if they wkll continue to act in their own accord, then I guess my actions should speak louder.Angrily, I stormed out of the room as it became stuffy; I can still hear my mom curse but nothing, like I have said, would move me an inch.Just as I got to the railing of the stairs; something incredibly awesome happened."De.. Derrick; w– why? Is this be
Hayley Arres I was so pissed by the time Carter left after using me for his own selfish gain that I started destroying things in my room. How dare Carter do that to me! "That son of a bitch. That damn Derrick and Anya are the cause!" I cursed loudly. "I won't say that if I were you. I will rather plan to make myself useful since Derrick is the future Alpha of my husband's Clan" A voice said. I turned to see my aunt, Cathleen, smiling at me as she walked into my messy room like an elegant lady. "What do you mean aunty? That De… Derrick is the future Alpha of the Nikolai's clan?" I asked What's all this? How can it be? He was clearly a nobody, a lowlife werewolf that goes about with the lady I so much hated; Anya Zhukov. Back at the orphanage, I wasn't sure how but with her selfless reactions and how she get men swarming around her, I got to dislike her. She was all that I was not but still gets unlucky. On that night; at the reunion, I watched how even in her cheap clothing, s
Hayley ArresThe next day was fast as expected, though a little fast as I couldn't get enough sleep. I mean, who would?I was restless, turning back and forth, trying to get answers to those questions that kept ringing bells in my head but a part of me was saying I should just go for it. That part of me is the same one that allowed hatred flow through me. A part of me that wants to badly reap off Anya beauty, the part that wants to make her a disabled veteran. Maybe then would she disappear from the world a d stop taking things that belonged to me.If it wasn't for the fact that the asshole I crushed on for years was keeping himself for some damn princess that now later turned out to be Anya, maybe I wouldn't have rejected Derrick. He would have being mine and alone would he be till death… but who am I kidding?Trust me when I say it's all twisted.I want all back, beginning from Derrick, I want to wipe her out, to claim all that she has forcefully taken. They never belonged to her i
The whole air was filled with joy and happiness as flowers were used to decorate the brightly lit wedding hall, it was finally the awaited time for Derrick and Anya. It was their happiness and they truly deserved it. Invitations had been sent far and wide to neighboring clans who were glad to join them in this ceremony.Anya looked at herself in the mirror with a satisfied smile, her dress dazzled with a thousand diamond stones that shone brightly and were at the same time eye catchy. This was her dream dress and she was going to wed the man she has always loved."You look beautiful," Derrick said as he walked into the room gawking at her."You know you shouldn't see your bride before the ceremony." Anya teased but she knew quite well she wanted to see him before the ceremony."That shouldn't be our concern, all I know is that I'll be looking at my beautiful bride before our ceremony….. damn you're beautiful," Derrick said pecking her lips as he stared into her amber eyes that had onc
"I never thought I could be this happy in my entire life." Derek the alpha of the Richards clan shrieked in joy as he had just won a lottery. In a sense, he did win the lottery. "I never thought it would be this easy, they came in here by themselves." He laughed as he drank the beer in his hand, for a year he had thought of ways to bring down the two top rival feared by many other clans but here was the opportunity in front of him.He knew that the clans would be at their weak spot right now as their heirs were missing and they would be searching for them, the last thing that would come to their mind was preparing for war."Sir what is your command," Mark asked bowing on one knee waiting for Derek's command."I'm bloodthirsty right now and there's an opportunity to quench that thirst, let's finish them all." He told Mark standing up from where he sat and taking a large gulp of this beer as he walked to the window looking down at his clan members who had suffered because of the Zhukov
Derrick's father Harold paced around the room with worried eyes wondering where his son might be, if he went missing and was nowhere to be found that means he is doomed because he had no heir to pass the throne to. He had involved the police who were going to do a thorough search in finding his son, the guards weren't left out in the duty of finding his son either. Gabriel peeked inside the door with a conceited smile before walking in with a worried look. "There is still no sign of him." Gabriel reminded his brother of the already-known fact that had lingered in his mind, thinking about it made Harold bitter and pained. "I'm sure we will find him," Harold said positively, trying to brighten his already dampening hope that was lingering by a thread. "There is no doubt that he ran away," Gabriel told Harold, pausing and taking a look at his expression before he continued. "He thinks nothing of the privilege he has and is ready to through it all away, do you think such a person fits
Anya's povI picked up my phone sitting on the table beside me dialing Derrick's number hoping he would pick up his phone immediately, I needed to tell him I was leaving urgently."Hello?" I heard him reply at the other end."Derrick, how are you doing?" I asked standing in front of my mirror and packing my hair as I was getting ready to go out."I'm good and you? Did you find a way out?" Derrick asked curiously."Yes, and I hope it works out." I sighed still feeling nervous that I might get caught."Give me details about it." He said."I'll be going for some shopping so I'm hoping to use that opportunity to escape, I'll be leaving in a few hours and will meet you where we had planned to meet," I told him quickly as I heard footsteps in the hallways."Okay, that's fine." He replied."Someone's approaching my room I'll call you later," I told him and immediately ended the call.My door slowly opened and my parents walked into my room, my face scrunched into a frown as I looked at them
Gabriel's PovI gulped my wine, taking a whiff of the cigar in my hand letting the smoke through my nose. I turned to look at Miriah who was doing the same thing with his legs crossed with no care in the world."I have him in my clutches because I can give to him what he desires most…. Getting out of here." I told Micah who let out a chuckle. He was the only person I could trust and call a good friend. All my life I had felt empty but he was always there to make sure I was alright without judging me."Oh my friend, you are a lucky man, he wants to leave the throne willingly without you stressing a finger." Micah smiled as he took another sip of his wine.I smiled to myself imagining how I would look sitting on the throne with my head up high…. Fascinating. There would be nothing even my brother could do about it. He was old from battles and getting weaker with the stress of administration. Dealing with him would be quite an easy task that I could ever imagine."My brother has increase
Derrick pov I saw Anya's missed calls and tried to dial her number but saw her call again and received it. I wondered what she wanted to tell me as I also had good news to tell her. I paced back and forth around my room excitedly, wanting to spill the news."Hello." I heard her say from the other end and a smile formed on my lips…." Why haven't you been picking up?" She asked like she was about to cry."Sorry, I had left it in the room…. I have good news to tell you." I told her and paused to know if I could go on."Okay." She said almost excitedly "Our plan to escape would work out sooner than we expected," I told her and she squealed in excitement making my heart beat in excitement…. I loved when she was always happy, it made me happy too."That's great, we need to do it fast and most importantly it has to be successful…. Carter's parents are coming over today and there's no doubt they would want us to get married sooner." She explained to me and I curled my fist in anger as I let
ANYA POV I sat down with worried-filled eyes as I thought of a way to escape from here. I was a prisoner in my home right now, and trust me it was the worst thing that could happen to me. I tried to be optimistic about my situation even when the odds aren't on my side.I heard a knock on my door and turned to see my maid Ashley, who my parents had assigned to me after Mira left. I had tried talking her into helping me out but declined without pity. She was stern in her will to forever listen to my father's orders rather than my plea for help."Good morning, your highness." She bowed. "Your father has sent for you." She added as I let out a stressed sigh.The only reason why she would come at this time of the morning is that my parents must have sent for me and I knew that they were both going to darken my mood as that was what they enjoyed doing the most."Tell him I'm sick," I told her, trying to prove stubborn even when I knew I would still meet him. Mila frowned at me, not showing
Anya zhukouHowever, the whole of my life would only continually take a turn till the very end. Staring down at the same file in my hands, one I held since Mira came and left.My head, banging with ache as I frowned, the same way my knuckles that turned white.. I sighed.Twenty-five years ago, I never had to stay indoors because even I somehow enjoyed the bully and gossip that goes around whenever I am amidst the rest of my mate in the orphanage. It gave me a sense of want, that aura that I carried around at the time Judah was taking. I never had anything to fear except for Hayley whose hate for me wasn't even my concern. And there was Judah, my worse enemy.Still, I allowed myself feel, I allowed Derrick distract me from my thoughts. Where did that Anya disappear to? Why do I have to hide now, away from them? What changed..?I couldn't tell.The number of times I heard the door knock wasn't enough to pull me out if my thoughts. I continued fidgeting with my hand tapping on the file.
Gabriel PovIt's been months since everyone decided to leave the past behind. I pretended though. I wasn't satisfied without my revenge but I had to pretend to be filled with remorse. After all, it was all speculation.I watched in satisfaction as Derrick continued to take shots with a satisfied smile formed on his face. My plan was to break through his defenses because I know he was at his limit. Ever since the marriage was finalized between him and Hayley, he had been trying to act brave while shattering into pieces. This was the right time for me to strike. I smirked as I noticed Derrick was visibly getting drunk. He kept a straight face and was playing with his hair as we sat quietly for close to five minutes."Why are you helping me?" He asked boldly, his stare looking like daggers. I swallowed hard, careful not to let anything spill accidentally. I shook in surprise because I hadn't expected that question from a drunk person, nevertheless, I had prepared himself for any of suc