Niylah’s POV I was trying to get the whole talk out of my head, like why would Henry care for me? Why is he suddenly acting strange? I sat down on the couch, my hands rummaging through the contents of my cross bag while my gaze remained fixed on the floor, thinking of how to appreciate him. He doesn't even look like someone waiting for my appreciative message. He looks so serious with his phone in hand, as if he's arguing with someone. Liam and the rest were also seated, each with their phone. I'm the only one who seems not to have a phone among them. Alex had gotten me one earlier, but I hadn't registered it, so I couldn't carry it along. The house door rang, and immediately, Catherine stepped inside, her eyes bulging out of tears. I wondered if she still went to cry more wherever she went. She looks surprised to see Liam and the rest sitting, they all looked up to greet her, but she was only staring at them without answering. "Liam!" She screamed, getting Liam flinched on his ph
Niylah’s POV I I thought it was all a lie until Catherine instructed Xandra to take me on a shopping trip for clothes. Now, surrounded by the multiple dress scattered on the floor, I felt exhausted. I couldn't believe this was happening now or if it was just a dream? I pinched my cheeks, hoping it would hurt and I would wake up from my dream, but it was fruitless. I only groaned in pain, I was still in the same scene of my life. “Why the pinch?" Xandra asked, setting her phone aside and focusing on me. "It feels like a dream, doesn't it?" I asked, my brow furrowed in confusion. "In what aspect?" Xandra inquired. "Everything! Why is Ma'am Catherine being so nice to me? Why the sudden trip? Why am I included?" I rapid-fired my questions, seeking clarity. "Of course, she'd be kind, you're Henry's mate, her only son," Xandra replied playfully. "But he rejected me!" I exclaimed, shocking Xandra. "But he could still feel the mate bond," Xandra countered. "And that's it? How is th
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