Aurora’s POV:“Babe, what was that?” I asked as soon as Klaus and I stepped into the house. I was sounding almost out of breath and I was sure to blame it on how uncomfortable the whole scenario with Damon had been earlier. It didn’t even help that Klaus’ face was chalky white and was stormy, somewhat giving me insight about how the sudden ‘meetup’ had been.He sighed; “nothing important.”Something about the way he sounded made me shiver but I wasn’t sure what it was. Wordlessly, I led him up the stairs, holding his hands as I led the way to my room. Klaus didn’t say a word as we went though, instead, he followed behind quietly, feeling almost like a brick wall behind me.We arrived at my room some minutes later, and after shutting the door behind us, I led him again to the bed, smiling when I noticed that the children were awake. They played with each other and had small fluffy dolls in their hands, one which I suspected was given to them by one of the maids who had come to clean u
Klaus’ POV: FLASHBACK: It was one of those nights when Father would come home late from ‘Pack meetings’. He’d been gone for so long, nearly a month, that Mother and I had gotten used to his absence… to the lack of yelling and his heavy footsteps all around the house. That night, Mother with her big and roundish-looking stomach, was busy preparing porridge while she danced and hummed to a song I sang for her. It was lovely… we were at peace. However, our safe space quickly came to an abrupt end when we heard the front door closing. Then followed by heavy footsteps, the one we both dreaded. “Hey,” She whispered to me. Her eyes which were once full of hope had now been replaced by something akin to fear. Something that made my skin crawl with abhorration. She pointed to the dining table. “Your father is here. Pretend to read, I’ll serve your dinner when I am done here.” I quickly nodded and I did as told. I hopped into the chair not so far from where she stood, cooking, and
Aurora’s POV:I sat there in shock, while my body shook as I took in the gory details of Klaus’ childhood. He was so far gone… obviously, because now, his eyes were pressed tightly shut and his voice trembled while he recalled that night.When he mentioned stabbing his already dead father more times in the back, I gasped, causing him to quickly peel his eyes open.“I am not a good man…” he mumbled softly. “…I’ve done bad things… a lot of them. One of the many reasons the council of elders loved me was because I murdered my father in cold blood. They say I am ruthless, and it’s because of that night.” He continued to say with tears in his eyes.I was speechless but most of all, I was worried about him. My heart ached, yearning to reach out to him and without hesitation, I crawled over to where he was sitting to glide my hands over his yummy-looking skin. As soon as my hands touched his skin, he jumped in fright and held my hands, but when he noticed that it was only me, he stopped and
Damon’s POV:I pushed myself out of bed and gritted my teeth when I noticed that the girl from the previous night was still in my bed, naked and sound asleep. It felt as though watching her sleep infuriated me even more and with a snarl, I shook her awake.“What did I say about leaving before I wake?” I snapped, not even giving her a moment to catch her breath.She stared at me for a few more seconds, wiped her eyes, and after it began to seem like she was finally getting ahold of where she was and whom she was with, she jumped out of bed, blissfully ignoring the fact that she was stark naked.“I’m sorry…” She rushed out, afraid. “I’m sorry, Alpha Damon, I totally forgot.”Something about her half-assed apology didn’t seem well to me. If anything, it seemed as though she was faking it with how many times she batted her faux lashes at me and shook her imperfect-looking boobs, as if daring me. Wanting to catch my attention.I snorted. “Go!”Her eyes scanned my face for a minute, but I d
Michael’s POV:Anger.That was all I could feel as I stepped out of the suffocating throne room, sighing when rays of sun hit my face. Greedily, I gulped in the fresh air.It was obvious that Alpha Damon had more than a few things up his sleeve. Heck, I could feel the hesitation radiating off of him, showing just how much he didn’t want to continue with my plans. However, what I didn’t understand was why he was hesitant to kill Klaus- our common enemy, even though he wanted the man’s throne more than life itself.I frowned.My finger twitched just then and in irritation, I looked down at it, pissed that it decided to remind me just how much of a failure I was. The last time I got into a physical altercation with Klaus, he had dealt with me so badly that I almost lost my left pinky finger, along with several other injuries I had obtained. The jagged skin looked back at me as I stared at it, and annoyingly, it twitched again.“Alpha,” it was my driver’s voice that snapped me out of my
Aurora’s POV:The sun overhead scorched my skin but I didn’t flinch, couldn’t flinch, not when I was undergoing one of the greatest tortures I’d experienced in my life right now. I wrapped my arms around myself as I stared straight ahead from behind my sunglasses, at the large portrait of Savannah which was decorated with a beautiful garland. Klaus was also standing beside me, looking so stiff and with an unreadable expression on his face. I stole one last glance at him before looking forward, back to Savannah’s photograph and the priest who was busy saying some recitations.It was Savannah’s funeral and because she belonged to one of the high-class families in Klaus’ pack, it was important that Klaus, being the Alpha, and I, his Luna, should attend.Something felt weird about this place though. It seemed as if I didn’t fit in… like I wasn’t supposed to be here. I couldn’t pinpoint if it was because I had indirectly aided her death or if it was the snide comments I heard from people
Aurora’s POV:“What the hell are you doing here?!” I bellowed so loudly that the veins on my neck popped. This was not the time for informalities- if that was a word- especially when she was someone whom I had especially disliked.Bella was my pompous stepsister, the daughter of my mother’s ex-husband who had made life unbearable for me while I still lived at Starlight Pack with them. Michael’s pack. Memories of my life there fleeted past my mind’s eye and I shuddered at the unfairness I had endured.“I came to see you,” those were her words.Those words so lightly said made me see red. They were words I had hoped to hear in the past, words that I had longed for. I remembered how the entire pack had been against me, some of them even called me names as they thought I was an omega. When Michael rejected me, it became worse and in all of these, I wanted my family. I wanted my mother and my sister. My mother was never so available because she worked but my so-called sister, Bella here,
Aurora’s POV:I watched as Bella took the glass of juice with shaky hands, whilst nodding at the pretty maidservant who had served it to her. She muttered something along the lines of; “Thank you,” under her breath and I couldn’t help but wonder when she suddenly became decent.Her eyes excitedly scanned the house, lightening up whenever she saw something that caught her fancy. I couldn’t help it, I smiled because somehow she reminded me of myself… of the first time I’d been here.Klaus on the other hand, seemed impatient. He scanned her face like it was a ticking bomb while still managing to keep up his stoic expression. It was obvious that he was on edge, not that I wasn’t as well, but I wondered what had him so worked up.“So, Miss Stewart…” he began to say but I quickly interrupted him.“Sterling,” I said, almost chuckling when he raised his eyebrow at me in a way that seemed as though he’d just yelled; “really?” Jokingly, I bit down on my tongue.I noticed how he watched my face