Leo's POV"Good evening sir," one of the maids rushed to me as she took my bag from me. I was about to yell at her to let it go when she said in a hurry, "My lady, she's in Will's room!" My eyes darkened before Miles could say a word to me, I was already storming towards the room. No wonder the maid was so scared, what does she want with my son? When I got to the room, the door was open, I saw her trying to get close to Will. She wanted to touch him,"Clara! What are you doing here?!?" Will immediately ran to me when he saw me, "Daddy," he hugged me and I picked him up. My eyes are still shooting lasers at her. "What the hell are you doing with my son?!?" She narrowed her eyes first at me then she asked,"I don't understand. Isn't Will also my son?" As I was about to speak and shun her, Grandfather stepped in along with Miles. I knew he had gone to call Grandfather but I didn't care, "Yes, my dear. Will is also your son," "Then why can't—""You dare not come anywhere near Wi
Natalie's POVSeeing Leo take Will away, I continued to look in the direction they had disappeared in. A frown formed on my face, what was it that I didn't know about this family?The girl, Mia, walked out after Ava and the chef cook and the other guy followed immediately after Mia. I was left in the boy's room with the old man whom Leo referred to as the grandfatherWe both stared at each other for a while before I sighed. The old man didn't even bother to take his gaze away from me. I shook my head when my wolf asked me to speak to him. The man was weird, I'm not going to speak to him. In fact, everyone in this house was weird. I just need to come up with a good plan on how to get my revenge on that bastard son and his father. "You should go to your room. You can't keep standing here like a statue," I heard the old man say to me. Was that why he was still here? Waiting for me to leave? I sighed and was about to leave when my eyes caught something on the boy's dressing table. I ma
Natalie's POVReleasing breaths, I made my way to the bed and sat on it. What was wrong with me? "Why aren't we sharing the same bed? Really, Natalie?" Angel was already laughing at me but I wasn't even in the mood to make fun of that. Out of everything I had to say, that was it?Sighing for the one-hundredth time, I stood up and made my way to the dressing table. Clara had a lot of face cream, body cream, and other stuff that I wasn't used to applying. She really sent her money on all of these. She cares for her body so much, no wonder she looked like an angel in that picture. Remembering the picture, my mind drifted to Will. I wonder what he is doing now or where he is. That cute little boy is so scared of me, I wasn't even the cause. After blow-drying my hair, I put on my nightwear before stepping out of the room. Getting downstairs, I didn't find Leo or Will anywhere. The old man was there, the other guy was there too but not Leo or Will. Did I upset them that much? "Come, sit
Leo's POVMiles had stormed into my study with his plate of food in his hand. The deep frown on his face made me wonder if he argued with Grabdfather. "You're good?" Of course, he wasn't. I can see that but I can't help but ask. "I feel like ripping her neck off and feeding on her till she dry out!" He groaned before falling back on one of the couch "Well, I doubt her blood won't be that tasty, trust me," I said with an expressionless face. Definitely, the 'her' was Clara. As always, she is good at annoying everyone. Just that, this time, she was doing it in a different way. "What do you mean by that? Haven't you tasted her blood before? You should know how it tastes?" Miles asked nonchalantly, he didn't look like he cared if I answered or not but I decided to. "No, I haven't. The agreement we heard after she found out I was a vampire was to make sure I never think of drinking from her. I'm glad I didn't anyways" The stare from Miles made me roll my eyes as he couldn't believe
Natalie's POVIt's been three days since the event, I tried as much as possible to stay away from the entire family even though it wasn't what I wanted. I had always wanted a child, and I thought Will could replace the baby I lost but I was wrong. I was asked to stay away from this one as well. The fact that I was his mother and was not allowed to hold him, to touch him didn't sit well with me but if that was what they wanted, I decided to give that to them. I asked that Ava always bring my food to my room. I did everything in my room as I made plans on how to destroy Jasper and his foolish father. Angel and I had used the plan of going to him with my new looks. The lustful pig will not know who I am and would want to get me at all cost, I know Jasper. If I do that, I can kill him in his sleep, and his father who wouldn't care that I had slept with his son, he will come at me, disgusting bastard and I will do the same and kill him. Today was the day I was going to that pack. Surfi
Natalie's POV"You're not Clara, are you?" I gulped when I heard the old man's question. What did I just do?My teeth found my inner cheek as I bit it. My big mouth! I remained there staring at the old man as he looked back at me with that knowing eyes. His facial expressions were saying, 'You cannot hide it from me' I forced out a dry laugh before asking, "What are you talking about, Grandpa? Of course, I'm Clara," but he shook his head before he chuckled. The wrinkle on his face is more visible on both sides of his eyes. "We all know Clara in this house and if the others were paying attention, they would have also known that you aren't Clara"I gulped as I asked, "How… who… told you that?" "Clara will never call me grandpa" he stated as he stood up from where he sat and began walking towards me. He continued, "Clara will not remain in the house for days without going out. Clara would not shed a tear even if any of us insulted her. Clara will not go to pay Little Will a visit
Natalie's POVI spent the next few hours in the kitchen instead of being on my way to my former pack. The plan when I woke up this morning was to leave this house, go back to my pack, push through with my plan, and never come back. Maybe after killing those motherfuckers, I would escape to a faraway land.But here I am in the kitchen dishing spaghetti and fried chicken for little Will. The first time I had entered the kitchen to inform the cook that I was going to prepare a meal, they had panicked. Not only did I see the panic in their eyes, I could smell the fear so real in the air. I swear it, Clara was an evil woman because the next words that came out of the chef cook were,"I'd like to remain here while you prepare that," That was after I told her I was planning to prepare Will's favorite mealEveryone was at the edge wondering what evil plan I was trying to accomplish now. I couldn't blame them. From all I heard from Miles and Grandfather, It was enough to be this observant of
Natalie's POVWith a racing heart, we got to the door to see Will walking towards the mansion. At his age, he was so much like his father. The way he walked, the aloof expression on his face, and with hands on his shorts pockets. His backpack was carried for him, his hair combed backward neatly like his father's. I watched him till he got to where we were. "Good afternoon ma. Good afternoon great grandpa," he paused to greet. I was just about to respond when he walked into the house leaving me and his great grandfather outside. I turned to Grandpa and the man shrugged before turning to walk into the mansion and I followed. We got into the house to see the once-cold boy standing in the middle of the mansion. As much as the expression on his face was one without care, I could see the sparkle in those beautiful blue eyes of his. Same eyes as his mother, Clara. "Little Will," Grandfather called and he turned to look at him, he asked,"Did the cook prepare spaghetti sauce?""Your moth
I didn't wait for Will to ask twice, I found myself in the kitchen arranging some spaghetti and fried chicken. As I served the meal, I kept tearing up, and I didn't know why! “Stupid tears!” I murmured as I wiped my tears. I didn't want my tears to drop in the food, didn't want it getting salty or, for any reason, Will doesn't enjoy it anymore. I kept wiping my tears away until I was done in the kitchen. I wanted to be the one to serve him, so when the cooks asked to help me take the food to the dining room, I refused. I wanted to serve my son, who wanted to eat my food. I had to walk back and forth, but I didn't care. Will was already seated on the dining chair, along with Grandfather. Although Will didn't say a word, I could tell that he was anticipating the meal, just with the glow in his eyes. As I served his food on his plate in front of him, I saw the lady, Mia, standing behind him. She didn't bother to sit, and I didn't care, I just wanted Will to like me. “Thank you,” I
The large scar on her back made me cringe. How can Clara do something like that to one of her maids?“What did you do?” I asked her in shock. She looked at me, surprised as well because why would I ask her such a question when I was the one who had done that to her? “Never mind, I remember now. I'm so sorry I hurt you,” I said to her, and her mouth literally fell right open. She didn't speak, but the expression on her face spoke volumes. She was damn shocked to the bones. “We're here, ma'am,” I heard the driver say. He was already standing beside the opened door, I looked out to see that we've gotten to the grocery store. I watched Ava come down from the other side of the car while I also came down. The driver bowed to me like I was some goddess, I only waved at him before walking with Ava into the shop. In less than an hour, we were already out with bags that the driver came to take from me the moment he saw me with them. Ava still couldn't believe that I knew so much about cook
I stood stunned at Grandfather for a minute before I finally blurted out with a small chuckle, “Me. But I don't want to accept that I am the same old Clara. I have decided to speak about her like she is a different person because this Clara you're seeing now is a different one,” Grandfather gave me suspicious looks, but I only kept giggling, a forced laughter if I must say. This old man could see past what I was showing him. I have a strong feeling that if I told him I was someone else who jumped into his granddaughter-in-law's body, he would believe me without any form of argument.But still, it isn't so easy for someone to believe that a being entered another person who was unconscious in the hospital. How do I go to him and say, 'I was burnt alive by my former father-in-law and husband, I prayed to the moon goddess, who is the god of werewolves, like me to spare my life and here I am, in the body of your granddaughter-in-law'.First question, A moon goddess? God of werewolves?
“Fine, fine, that's good. I'll be able to bond with my son,” I said with a smile that didn't reach my eyes. Grandfather looked at me for a long time, while I darted my eyes left and right, not meeting his gaze. He asked a question that threw me off guard,“Do you love him?” I tried to act neutral and respond nonchalantly, “Of course, I do. He is my husband,” “No, Clara. We both know you lost your memory. The feelings are almost gone or completely gone. Now, as a new person, do you love Leo? Or are you just doing all these because they are the family you have come to know after the loss of your memory,” I bit my inner cheek. With the way, he was looking at me, as if he were staring deep into my soul, I wondered if this man could see more than meets the eyes. I wish I could tear his heart and head and see what's in his mind, see what he was thinking. The same looks he gave me the first few days I came into the house was the same look he was giving me now. The looks that want to ma
When Miles left the house, I said to Grandfather, “Can you call your son, Leo, and ask him when he would be back?” He cocked his head at me as he asked, “Why? Do you have something you want to do before he returns?” “Well…” I drawled with a small smile on my face, “I'm actually setting a time frame for myself. I want to make sure Will gets to like me before his father gets back,” “Young woman,” Grandfather said, “Your son likes you,” I shook my head negatively before explaining to him what happened this morning. Will may like the idea of having a mother as a child, but he doesn't like me. He doesn't like me and if he is told that I am not his mother and maybe someone else was brought to him, that she was his mother, he would quickly leave and forget me. He only likes the idea that he had a mother, and maybe that's because he has friends who also have mothers and wants to be able to say he has a mother as well. “So you're saying if Leo gets married to someone else and brings he
"How does it feel?" The old man asked. I had heard the door open but I didn't bother to look because I knew it wasn't Will. It might be Mia or someone else but it wasn't Will. And as I expected, it really wasn't Will. A small smile spread on my lips at Grandfather's question as I recall the touch, our moment together. How I was able to finally see him clearly without distance being a barrier. "It is a feeling I really wish to feel again." I may have touched his buttons and knelt in front of him, but I wasn't satisfied. I wanted more. I want to have him play with me, laugh together, and dress him. I want to watch movies with him. I want to have mother-and-son time with him. Those soft cheeks of his, I want to touch them, feel them, I want him to eat my food and like it. I want to see his eyes twinkle in joy and pure Bliss. "I don't like how he frowns. I don't like how cold he is," I turned to look at Grandfather, still on my knees, I said,"I don't like how he looks and acts like a
Natalie’s POV“I am your wife.”A chuckle escaped Leo’s lips the moment the words left my mouth. Although he laughed, I felt a shiver of fear run through my spine. He slowly turned to face me, I swear I saw his eyes flick from black to red. My heart skipped a beat and widened in shock, although it was within seconds, I had seen him. So many things about him make me weary of him and the same time, also want to stay within his reach.“You are what?” he asked coldly before taking slow steps towards me. Without thinking about it, I slowly took steps back, away from him. “Tell me, Clara, you are what?”I gulped, immediately regretting why I had said that to him. His sharp eyes which were now black again glared at me. I had moved back so much that I fell and sat on one of the couches.“Do not test me,” he murmured before walking out of the house. I released breaths I didn’t know I was holding for this long. The hair at the back of my neck that stood in fear slowly relaxed as I released mo
Natalie’s POVThe night came to an end with Miles finishing the rest of the meal even after grandfather had mentioned saving a little for Will. I didn’t find it though; I could easily prepare another for Will. I was more excited that Miles ate my food.I went to bed with a broad smile on my face, knowing that I was beginning to create a good impression in the heart of Leo’s brother.“What about our plan?” Angel asked me and I frowned, knowing that that would have to wait if I was going to focus on Leo and Will“I think the reason the moon goddess gave me Clara’s body isn’t because there was no other body available. The reason she had given me this body is that she wanted me to settle the family problem here.”“If there is anyone that has prayed for that, then I’m guessing it is Will,” Angel said, guessing, and I couldn’t agree less.I parked my hair in the middle before making my way to the bathroom to take a nice bath before going to bed. I’ll have to think of what to do tomorrow. Th
Natalie's POVI had taken two plates of food, and a glass of wine. As I ate, Grandfather came to join me when he saw how I ate the food hurriedly. As I gulp a glass of water after finishing my food, I heard Miles ask,"Is it that good?" He directed the question to grandfather who kept asking for more.I grinned sheepishly, I told them I was good at cooking, it was one of my specialties. Even when Jasper and his father refused to admit that my cooking was great, I still knew I was good.Grandfather nodded his head before raising his fork at Miles, he urged,"You need to try this. I tell you, you'll ask for more!"Miles' eyes remained on his grandfather as he watched the old man eat. I could sense how he was tempted to want to eat as well but he was holding himself back."Maybe I should just try a plate then," he sat down on one of the chairs before waving at the maid to come serve him some. I wanted to do it but I knew moving from my position might make him lose his appetite.One of th