Rezso’s POV I glared up at Dixon, but his smirk never faltered. He had me pinned to the bed, his hands holding mine in place. He didn't seem the least bit annoyed, in fact, he looked rather pleased. I cursed myself for choosing such a foolish plan, wondering why I didn't think of a better plan.“Say it again,” he ordered, his grin widening like a Cheshire cat's. His eyes bore into mine, challenging me to repeat my words. I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest.“What I said was that you smell like a sweaty gym sock and I might die from asphyxiation from your odor,” I repeated what I said, feigning a smile. Crossing my legs underneath him, but my heart was still racing. I wasn't sure if what I said would stop him from drilling my hole for the second time in less than ten hours.Dixon might have sensed what I did, he pushed his knee to my thighs, forcing my legs open. Spreading them a little wider than before, my cock brushed roughly against his knee and I let out a muffled gro
Rezso’s POVMy eyes fluttered open, my lids heavy from sleep. I blinked my lashes a few times, trying to focus on my surroundings. My body felt stiff and achy like I'd been lying in the same position for hours. I slowly sat up, stretching my arms over my head and arching my back. A yawn escaped my mouth as I looked around the room, still half-asleep and disoriented.White walls, walk-in closet, white sheet, hand-carved bed, and… That scents?“Oh, Dixon!” I yawned, moving my face to the bed to check for him, but he wasn't there.“Oh, heavens!” I exclaimed, getting off the bed, and searching every corner of the room for him, but he was nowhere in sight.He must have left! Dixon must have left me alone in his apartment!“What was he thinking, leaving a complete stranger in his apartment?” I exclaimed, my voice rising in disbelief. “That's so irresponsible! What if I'd been a thief or something worse?” I ranted, shaking my head in exasperation.‘Stranger? No one fuck a stranger thrice in
Nova’s POV My heart hammered against my chest as I was been dragged out of the room I had been in since I regained my conscious. I didn't know where I had been dragged to, but I just followed blindly, without resisting follow-up. I flapped my eyes open, and blinked my lashes a nth times, hoping I would catch a glimpse of light but all my attempts to see the rays proved abortive.I clutched tight onto the helm of my gown, my heart was racing in my chest, I didn't know what to think or what to hope for as I heard the door to a room open. I felt a hand grab a handful of my hair and push me inside the room before the door closed behind me.I landed roughly on the floor, fell on my arms, my wrist made a crack and I let out an agony cry. “Mmph! Ahh!” I cried out, my wrist hurt as hell, I grabbed my wrist with my free hand, trying as much as I could to stop the pain from spreading.Remembering where I was, and how I shouldn't give two fucks over a broken wrist when my life itself was in tr
Prescott’s POVMy heart tightened and my breath hitched as I stepped down from the car. My memories with Nova, right there in the courtyard of her father, came rushing to my head, making my hands trembled as I matched towards the Alpha's building.“Your Majesty, the King!”“Greetings, Your Majesty!”Two palace guards ran up to me, they bowed their heads in respect as I walked passed them without saying a word of reply to their greetings.Czar, one of my warriors, and the two guards increased their paces so they could meet with my pace.“Alpha Randale?” I asked, not sparing them a glance as I climbed up to the corridor to the Alpha’s building.“The Alpha is in his office, Your Majesty,” the guard stammered, his voice quivering with fear. “He's been expecting you.”I nodded, keeping my eyes trained on the building in front of me. I remained silent as I followed the guard down the familiar hallway. Though I'd only been here a few times, it felt like I'd been walking these halls for year
Prescott's POVThe door opened, and the guards stepped aside, allowing me to enter. As I crossed the threshold, my gaze fell on the final captive, who was staring at me with eyes wide with fear.The captive's eyes were like saucers, his pupils dilated in fear. His body was tense as if he were ready to flee at the slightest provocation. It was clear that he was petrified, and I knew I had to tread carefully if I wanted to get anything from him.I walked a little deeper into the room and turned around to face the pack’s guards who had escorted me to the interrogation room. “Did he say anything regarding who Eruba is?” my eyes were on the two guards as I stopped by the window.The two hesitated for a while, staring at one another for a while before they decided to speak.“No. Not at all, Your Majesty!” they chanted in unison.My teeth gritted in a fit of obvious anger as I grabbed the curtains. “Ahh, I see,” I growled, swiftly turned my back on them pushed the curtains aside before shutt
Rezso’s POV‘If you ever see someone with the blue wolf tattoo, you report your location or get out of there immediately. That's the mark of the infamous rogue and his minions, and being anywhere near them is asking for trouble.’The Royal Beta's warning reverberated in my mind, echoing like a gong as I walked down the hall. My heart pounded in my chest, and my breathing was shallow and ragged. I could feel my palms sweating, and my legs felt weak beneath me. I was terrified, and I couldn't seem to think straight.‘Please, don't mention this to anyone.’ I can still remember his warning to me after I mentioned his tattoo. There seemed to be a connection between the two dots and I didn't want to believe what I already knew to be true.Why would Dixon, a model figure to all the warriors have something like that on him? Why would a man I have cherished all my life have something like that, when it was a signature of the rogues? Was it just a coincidence or was there more to it?My legs w
Rezso’s POVThe hand gripped my arm tightly, and I felt a surge of panic as I was yanked into the building. I could barely catch my breath as I was pushed against a wall, my back hitting the cold stone with a thud. A strangled cry escaped my lips.“Dixon, it's me!” I cried out, my hand wrapped around his fingers on my neck, struggling to break his grip from my neck.Upon hearing my voice, his grip on my neck loosened and I could feel his hot breath on my face.“Rezso? It's you?” Dixon whispered, his eyes widened in shock as he completely let go of my neck, gently pulling away from me.“Ahh,” I gasped for air, my fingers were gently pressed to my beck, caressing the part that was hurting me. “You?” Dixon hissed, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me to his body, placing my head on his hard chest, “What are you doing here?” he groaned, his hand going up to my neck, softly rubbing on my neck.“I came because I saw you coming here,” I moaned into his chest, his pheromones were
Dixon's POV I slammed the door behind me, the sound echoing through the room, the impact rattling the walls. My hand balled into a fist, and I exhaled, my breath ragged and uneven. My shoulders slumped in defeat, and I felt like I could barely move. “Why did I do it?” I yelled, my voice hoarse and trembling. I stumbled over to the window, bracing myself against the ledge. “Why did I tell him?” I slammed my fist against the wall, the pain shooting through my hand as I cursed myself.Remembering what happened to those who knew about me, how they all met their demise just because they got to know about me made my heart tighten in fear. I gripped my shirt, staring down at my chest to see that my body had come back to normal.“I’m fucked up!” I threw my head back, my eyes shut down on their own and I could hear cries of those who had met their demise because of me, their agony cries filled my head, hunting my head.“Should I ask him to leave the villa? What if… What if the messenger saw
Nova’s POV “Has she been given a name?” I asked, gazing down at my niece's tiny hand, her tiny fingers wrapped around my pinky. She was the most precious thing I had ever seen, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of love for her. Tamsyn shook her head, her eyes never leaving her daughter's face. “No, we haven't given her a name yet,” she said, her voice soft and full of wonder. “I was so sure it would be a boy, and I'd been planning to name him after his father. But now...I'm at a loss. I don't know what to name her.” She paused, her gaze shifting to meet mine. “I want her name to be perfect, to capture everything she is.” “What about Dahlia?” Prescott spoke up for the first time since we got to the pack and I had to turn around to stare at my husband from where he was standing at the far end of the room. “Dahlia?” I asked, not believing Prescott would want to take up the task of naming my niece. “Why Dahlia?” Tamsyn asked from where she was lying down on the hospital bed.
Ulrica’s POV“Don't tell me you're still sulking over the fact that your crush chose some cock over you?” I asked, my lips parting in disbelief as I watched Shayna continue to give everyone the cold shoulder. I couldn't help but burst out laughing - the whole situation was just too ridiculous. How could she be so upset over something so trivial? I mean, sure, getting rejected by your crush is never easy, but it's not like it's the end of the world. There are plenty of other fish in the sea! Everest groaned from where she sat, patting Shayna on the back. “Oh, please. That's rich coming from you.” she scoffed.“Don’t act all innocent. You chased after my cousin for years and didn't eventually get him. You shouldn't be acting all mighty, you know?”I had always known Everest to be a grumpy, no-nonsense type of lady - if you could even call her a “lady” with the way she acted. But I never expected her to be so fiercely protective of Shayna. I mean, when did they become best friends? The
NOVA’S POVA month has already passed since the incident with the rogue leader who unfortunately turned out to be Elder Bighana. I haven't gotten over the incident and Prescott did little to nothing to make me get over the incident.Every action he took, every word he uttered and his sudden possessive act reminded me of that horrible incident that happened to me a month ago. Even though not everyone in the Villa knew about the incident, he wouldn't stop to draw the line between me and every soul who reside in the Villa.‘How dare you let the Queen leave the Villa on her own?’‘Where were you when the Queen entered the kitchen?’‘Have the meal tested for poison before you set the table for the Queen.’ his words to the royal guards echoed through my mind and I shook my head, not thinking I would ever understand the way he thinks.Don't do this, don't go there alone, don't get involved in any activities. I'd already got tired but can I complain when he was doing all that to keep me safe?
Nova’s POVPrescott cleared the table, after he had done feeding me the meals that were brought by Anika, he grabbed the tray and took it to Anika who was waiting behind the door. Walking back to the bed with his eyes on me, I didn't say anything as he swept me off the bed, holding me tightly to his chest as he strolled towards the bathroom. Every things happen for a reason as they said. But I didn't know what to feel about my encounter with Eruba. I didn't know what to think about the things I saw and I heard from there. It was as if I had gone dumb as I held tightly onto Prescott as he held me in his arms.I could hear my heart thumping hard in my chest as he entered the bathroom, and carefully placed me down in the bathtub. The warm water felt like heaven, the thought of being back to the Villa, back to my home brought tears to my eyes.Elder Bighana had said I was going to die the next day, and the thought of him, being the one that would face his demise, right in the hands of hi
Dixon’s POV‘Make sure you're both safe before I get there. Don't do anything foolish, and wait for me.’I could still remember his Majesty's warning as I slowly turned around to see the cowardly bastard, standing before me with his arms crossed.“Where do you think you're taking her, Dixon?” Elder Bighana smirked, his ugly face was filled with a sly smile as he slowly approached us.I let go of the Queen's hand, and gently pushed her to my back as I stood still, waiting for the bastard to get to my front.“Where do I think I'm taking her? I'm taking her back to where she belongs.” I smirked, closing the little distance between me and him.Elder Bighana slightly raised one brow, his smile deepened as he lowered his head, smirking down at me.“And where did she belong? The Villa, or her father's pack?” he howled, his breath on my face making my stomach churn.“Anywhere you could think of. I'm tired of taking orders from you like a coward, I'm done cleaning your shit so fuck yourself an
Nova’s POVI stood up to my feet, I held the tiny bottle in both hands, rubbing my thumb on the lid.“He’s going to kill me tomorrow. Tomorrow will be my last day.” tears streamed down my cheeks as I gripped the lid and opened the bottle. “Tomorrow I'm going to die without seeing Prescott or my family for the last time.” I sobbed, tears streamed down my face and I didn't bother to wipe my face.I moved the bottle to my nose, I sniffed the content but it was odourless. I gulped down nervously before moving the bottle to my mouth.“He said he would get rid of me tomorrow, it can't be possible that he gave me poison to drink, right?” I breathed out, the fear of drinking poison weighed me down, but if he was to poison me he would have done it by himself.I parted my lips and poured the whole content into my mouth, I didn't feel anything at first, so I gulped it down my throat.My throat hurt like hell, it was as if the content was tearing my throat apart. I held my neck, hitching the fle
Nova’s POV Tears streamed down my face as I ran my fingers over my toes, my touch landing on a space where my smallest toe should have been. The emptiness was a harsh reminder of what I'd lost, and I could feel the grief rising inside me.‘Oh, I've got something even better. Let's go with this.’My hand moved to my chest, grasping for the familiar weight of the necklace my aunt had given me. But it was gone, the shithead Eruba took it.“That bastard took it from me,” I mumbled, my heart pounding in my chest. I held my breath as I heard footsteps approaching, panic rising in my throat. I slid into the shadows, desperate to avoid the man who had caused so much pain. He was a monster, and I couldn't face him again.The door opened, and I gripped my chest as I heard the footsteps moving towards me.“There you are, my sweet queen.” The voice was sickeningly familiar, but I couldn't place it. My mind raced, trying to remember where I'd heard it before. But I couldn't think straight, the pa
Prescott's POV“Everything is ready, your Majesty!” Czar uttered a sly smile laced on his face as he stepped away from the door, giving me access to enter the dungeon to interrogate Dixon.I didn't say anything, I sighed, and my gaze moved to the guy who was standing beside Czar, his face was down in sorrow. Checking the look on his face, he was regretting selling Dixon off to me, but there was something about him that seemed like he was doing it for me to show mercy on Dixon instead.“Open the door,” I grumbled, my gaze shifted to the door, watching Czar drag the door open with a smile on his face.As I stepped into the dungeon, my eyes fell on Dixon. He was shackled to an iron chair, his body bare except for a pair of shorts. Blood streaked his torso, and I could see claw marks on his chest. He was broken, his eyes glazed over in defeat. I felt a surge of anger, but I forced myself to remain calm. I needed answers, and I would not let my rage get the better of me.I turned my gaze t
Prescott's POV‘The captive, I think he has something to say to you, your Majesty.’I held my breath as I walked into the office building, my fist clenching and unclenching as I tried to control my outrage. Czar followed close behind, his presence like a shadow hanging over me. Alpha Randale’s words rang in my ears like a bell, the memory of them sharp and insistent.‘The captive said he didn't know the culprit's identity, but he was sure they were a royal warrior. He said they were dressed in an armour that has the nation's signature on it when they threatened him not to talk during the interrogation.’With each step I took, I felt my anxiety growing, until it felt like a lead weight in my stomach. I grumbled, my head was spinning as I walked down the hallway.‘Your Majesty, there's more. The captive said that the culprit was a rogue like himself. And he said he could sense Eruba's handmade tonic in their blood. One of the royal warriors is a rogue, your Majesty!’It was like my bra