Megan POV I paced back and forth in the room, a sense of unease gnawing at my insides. I had this inexplicable feeling that something significant was about to happen, and the absence of Khalid only intensified my restlessness. I had tried inquiring with the maids and guards, but none of them seemed to know where he was. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.I glanced at the clock, its steady ticking reminding me of the passing time. Each minute felt like an eternity, and the uncertainty weighed heavily on my shoulders. What could be keeping Khalid? Why hadn’t he returned yet?I searched my mind, grasping at any possible explanation for his absence. Was he caught up in a meeting or engaged in an urgent matter? Perhaps he had encountered an unexpected obstacle or lost track of time. The possibilities swirled in my head, but none of them provided solace.As I continued to wait, my impatience grew, intertwined with a worry that I couldn’t shake off. My footsteps echoed in the em
Khalid POVI stood in the midst of a heated argument with the elders, the tension thick in the air. We clashed over the matter concerning Meghan, her actions causing a ripple of discontent within the pack. I fought passionately for her, believing in her worth and the strength of our connection. But the elders remained steadfast in their judgment, their voices rising with each passing moment.Just as the argument reached its crescendo, the door to the room swung open with a force that startled us all. A maid, breathless and wide-eyed, rushed into the midst of our dispute. The elders were quick to scold her, their anger seeping through their voices. But something within me told me to halt their reproach.“Wait,” I interjected, my voice firm yet measured. “What is it that you need to tell me?”The maid hesitated, her eyes darting between me and the elders. Her urgency was evident, and I sensed there was something important she needed to convey.“It’s Meghan,” she finally spoke, her v
Alexis POVAs I stood there, my mind a whirlwind of conflicting thoughts and emotions, Meghan’s words echoed in my ears.She claimed that Khalid loved her, that their connection ran deep.But I couldn’t bring myself to accept it, to believe that Khalid’s heart belonged to her. It felt impossible, incomprehensible.“How could he love her?” I whispered to myself, my voice tinged with bitterness. “He hardly knows her. I’ve known him for years, been by his side through thick and thin. How could he feel such a strong bond with someone he’s only just met?”My mind raced, searching for answers, for any explanation that would align with my reality.I clung to the belief that my connection with Khalid was irreplaceable, that our history together should outweigh any fleeting connection he may have formed with Meghan.But doubt crept in, its insidious whispers chipping away at my conviction. What if Meghan had somehow managed to captivate Khalid’s heart?What if their connection was deeper than
Khalid POVI looked at Alexis and I was worried. She looked troubled and I wanted to help her. But I knew she was fiercely independent and she valued her privacy. I didn’t want to push her too hard and make her withdraw further.I tried to reason with myself. Maybe she was just stressed about Megan’s disappearance. After all, this situation has taken a toll on all of us.But I couldn’t shake the feeling that something else was going on. I could sense it in her eyes and in the way her heart was racing.I wanted to talk to her, to ask her what was wrong. But I knew she wouldn’t tell me if I wasn’t careful.So I decided to just wait. I would keep an eye on her and I would be there for her if she needed me.I knew that Alexis was a strong person. She could handle whatever was going on. But I also knew that she needed my support.“Something’s not right,” I thought to myself, the worry building within me.“Why does she seem so unsettled? What could be troubling her?”I would do whatever it
Khalid POVAs Alexis and I sat on a bench outside, seeking comfort in each other’s company, a guard approached, holding a letter in his hands.His expression was grave, his eyes filled with a mixture of urgency and concern. Sensing the weight of the situation, I took the letter from his trembling hands, my heart pounding in my chest.I froze as I read the words scrawled across the page aloud, each words striking a chord of fear within me.The contents of the letter revealed the unspeakable—the kidnappers had taken Meghan, and they were holding her captive. Time was ticking, and the stakes couldn’t be higher.A rush of emotions surged through me—fear, anger, and a gnawing sense of helplessness. I couldn’t bear the thought of losing Meghan.The person who had won my heart and woven her presence into every corner of my being.She was my love, my reason for being, and the idea of her suffering in the hands of ruthless kidnappers ate at my soul.My hands were trembling, and a cold sweat br
Aaron PovI sat in my compound, feeling a mix of emotions. I was excited and nervous, proud and confident. I knew that Khalid would be arriving soon, and I was ready for him.I smiled to myself, thinking about how I had abducted Meghan. It had been a daring plan, but it had worked perfectly. I had left no room for error.I was feeling good about myself. I had achieved my goal, and I was about to get what I wanted. I was sure that Khalid would be intimidated.I was excited for Khalid's arrival. I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins.I knew that he would soon be standing before me, unaware of the fate that awaited him.It was a heady sensation, the feeling of holding all the cards. I held the power to manipulate and control.I relished the thought of his face when he realized what was happening. I would see the fear in his eyes.The knowledge that he was powerless to stop me. It would be a moment of pure satisfaction.I paced back and forth in my compound, my heart pound
Megan POVI sat alone in the room still trying to comprehend what had happened. I was locked up in a room, just right after Alexis left the room.The memories came crashing in.Alexis had just left the room and then right there, a strange looking man came in. Not a strange looking man but my dad.My foster dad to be exact. At first I was surprised to see him, but he had let out a low laugh and walked up to me with an evil smile.He grabbed me by the waist and before I could protest, I could fill the tip of the syringe piercing my skin. It was fast and quick and I blacked out almost immediately.When I opened my eyes, here I was standing face to face with him. His men standing besides him as they examined me as if I was a goat meant for slaughter.“What is the meaning of this. Let me go”, I had shouted.“Let you go”, he smiled. “Only if Khalid does what he is commanded to do”, he mocked.Then he signalled to his men and they beat me up, before chaining me to the wall.Why was he mean t
Khalid POVWith renewed resilience to find the love of my life, I had left the physician to go prepare for the journey ahead.While the letter had come with a strict warning to come alone, I couldn’t help but worry, something didn’t feel right.My instincts kept nudging me, not like my worries were enough to stop me from going to rescue the love of my life. In fact, all that mattered to me at this point was to be able to hold her in my arms again, to be able to smell her dewy, musky, familiar scent once again, to be able to see her try to hide away her blushes when I compliment her as always.Oh my sweet Megan!“Khalid!” I heard someone call out, but I wasn’t ready to leave this space just yet.I just wished I could be left here in my imagination, till I could physically hold my Megan again, I feel closer to her in here“Khalid!!” This Time around, the voice grew louder and i was forced out of my daydreaming...I turned back to face an even more worried Alexis. Her compassion and con