Niylah’s POV Henry deepened the kiss, his hands roaming around my body. I wanted to push him away, but I craved him more and found it hard to do as my mind had requested. He suddenly stopped kissing me and buried his head in my hair, his hot breath filling my neck. His hand remained on my waist as he inhaled loudly. "I'm sorry, I trespassed again," he said, his voice low and husky. I blinked repeatedly, getting back to my senses, and quickly pushed him away as I ran out of the room, heading to the dining room. Everyone was already seated, and their eyes seemed to fall on me immediately as I stepped inside. The room was filled with the savory aroma of roasted beef and steaming vegetables. "Niylah," Xandra called, her eyes on me as if trying to read my mind. "Did you pour cream on your cheeks? Why are you so red?" she added, her voice laced with amusement, and I touched my cheeks to confirm. They felt warm to the touch. "I...I...it was..." my voice stammered, unsure of what to s
An uncomfortable silence filled the air as we exchanged glances. Catherine and Xandra looked more shocked, being the only ones unaware of the situation. Henry's scream made each of us flinch in fear. "Is that the truth?" Catherine's voice erupted from the back, and Liam nodded gently, his white eyeballs turning red. "Ivory is your mate?" Xandra asked to confirm the scandal, and Liam nodded again, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks. I stared at Henry, whose gaze had turned a creamy red due to the high rate of screamed tears cascading like a sea on his cheeks. I was clueless about what to do, as everything seemed so complicated. "I'm sorry," Henry's voice broke the silence that loomed between us. His gaze was fixed on the floor. Axel returned from the balcony, his expression hard to read. Why had he told Henry? Was it because of me, or was he just helping Henry? "You don't have to be sorry; I was the one who kept mute," Liam tried to play it cool, but h
"What are you guys doing here?" Liam asked, frustration evident in his voice as he stepped forward, but Xandra was quick to intervene. "Why the hurry? We're in the airport, this is a public place, not our father's land," Xandra uttered, her anger palpable, but she was clearly trying to hold herself back. "Let's go," Alex's voice chimed in, and we all nodded in agreement. "Pray we don't cross paths again. If we do, believe me, you won't walk back home with your two arms," Liam threatened before we started moving, but Henry remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed on Ivory, radiating anger. "Come on, bruh, let's go," Liam said, but Henry didn't budge, his expression unchanging. I swallowed hard before walking toward him, touching his arm, and his gaze shifted to me. "Let's go," I said gently. It took him a minute before he nodded in agreement, and we both walked away to join the others. As we left, I could swear that Ivory and her friend's eyes were following us, but who actua
Niylah's POV A tense silence fell, punctuated only by the whimpering of Ivory and her friends, each clutching the spot where Xandra had slapped them. "I never had a stupid sister," Alex sneered, walking away with Liam. "Beware, or I'll behead you!" Xandra yelled, following them and leaving me with the others. I turned to follow but Ivory's words stopped me in my tracks. "You caused all this, you bitch!" she screamed. I scoffed, walking closer to her and lowered my body to the three of them. "Don't you think that's a bit rich, coming from you?” my voice trailed off. “If you're not a bitch, what are you? Fucking your mate's friend? Or should I say your friend crush?" I muttered, pointing at Hilda, "you know….. Hilda had a crush on Henry. I wonder how she'd feel if she knew you were sleeping with her crush." I stood up, my eyes locked on Hilda's widening gaze. "Ivory," she called out in a low tone, and Ivory seemed shaken. "Ivory, is what she said true? You're sleeping with Henry
Henry's POV Three hours had passed since Niylah locked herself away, refusing to open the door despite our pleas. I realized I had become more than just a jerk to her, I was a heartless monster. I had toyed with her emotions like a cruel joke. Deep down, I knew she deserved the best, not a beast like me. She had a soft heart, and I didn't deserve to be near her. I couldn't shake the thought of how I could punish myself for my actions. Sleeping with my best friend's mate for over a year? I didn't deserve happiness. Niylah was the only one who brought a smile to my face, and yet I didn't even deserve that. If she ended up with Liam, I wouldn't be bothered. She deserved someone like him. I crushed another empty can in my hand, tossing it aside and grabbing another. The sound of the can opening echoed through the air like a haunting melody. I raised it to my lips, but a hand grabbed it, I raised my head and it met Alex's own, his eyes blazing with anger. "Let go!" I yelled, t
Niylah's POV I secluded myself in the empty room for what felt like days sobbing over a self-centered jerk; What Henry had said played on repeat in my mind over and over again. ‘It was all lies’. Those four words pierced my chest like a dagger and milked away what little hope I had left. Whenever my eyes drifted closed from exhaustion, I was met with his cruel smile—mocking me—judging me for something I couldn’t change. All I could do was stare at the wall and cry. Occasionally, for some reason or another, Henry or Alex knock at the door to check on me. They’d plead with me to exit the room to eat something or at the very least drink some water, but I’d always refuse. Not out of spite, mind you. My refusal wasn’t driven by hate or malice, nor was it driven by the desire to have Henry care one last time. I physically couldn’t move from that spot and didn’t have the energy to worry about it. Just as I had been about to drift off to sleep a granola bar was shoved violently against the
Henry’s POVHearing her cries echo from the room made me feel nauseous. I couldn’t bear hearing her suffer over something I stupidly said. It was a way to protect her. Letting her go so that she could be with someone better was an act of mercy on my part. I was doing her a service, even if she didn’t realize that yet. One day, when she becomes mates with someone worth a damn, she might even learn to thank me for my sacrifice.She shouldn’t cry over it.Not now. Not ever. Crying over a man like me, and starving herself was pointless.Niylah had been in that room for four, going on five, hours now, and the sound of her sobs still echoed through the halls. I couldn't take it anymore. I needed a way to cope with the pain of hearing her cry out in agony, but, thanks to Alex, I didn't have any liquid courage to numb my senses.As I paced outside her door, my mind raced with worry and guilt. Was it possible for someone to keel over from a broken heart? I sure hoped not, especially for someon
Niylah’s POVThat was definitely weird.It was weirder than normal, even for Henry. Why did he have to go into such a disgusting level of detail over a simple question? ‘Where’s Alex’ didn’t warrant much of an answer at all. A simple ‘He went to the bathroom,’ would’ve been fine. Hell, Henry could’ve just said Alex had to run. He didn’t even have to explain where exactly Alex went for me to catch a hint.“He’s such a—” I stopped myself before the thought could fully form. Five hours was more than enough to cry over a man who didn’t even spare a second glance my way.As I sipped on the lukewarm water I felt a heaviness in my chest. Exhaustion weighed me down, both emotionally and physically. All I wanted to do was sleep and forget the heartache. I curled myself up in bed, ignoring the world around me, and tried my best to fall into a deep slumber. But sleep would never come.No matter what I tried, it was impossible to shut my brain off completely. Not even the imagery of sheep could s