~Noah~ As I processed this information, a wave of realisation hit me. The fact that the King was involved in summoning Anthony and Adrian to Greenville indicated that there was an event of considerable significance. The exclusivity of the invitation raised questions about what might be happening, and the feeling of being left out gnawed at me. Our father could have told us. I guess we weren't supposed to know. "What's happening in Greenville that they only invited a selected few?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. Adrian sighed, a hint of weariness in his expression. "I wish I knew, Noah. It's something big, but they didn't disclose the details. We're expected to be briefed tomorrow morning. All I know is that it involves a meeting with some high-profile individuals in the South," I relaxed a bit, though still in shock over Anthony's unexpected arrival. The realisation hit me that if Winter didn't see Anthony, it might lead to her thinking I lied to her. I ran my f
~Noah~ I could see that, despite the mistakes he had made, Brandon had a good heart. The complexities of his situation and the emotions he harboured painted a more nuanced picture. "You are a true alpha to your people, Brandon. I respect what you did for them today. Begging on their behalf took a lot of effort, and I know it is hard. I commend you for it," I expressed genuinely, acknowledging the sincerity of Brandon's efforts for his pack. He smiled at me, appreciating the recognition, and his gaze wandered around the room as if reminiscing. "I was running a business consultancy in Gad when my mother called me and informed me that Hayland needed an alpha, and I was next in line," he began a chuckle escaping him at the unexpected turn his life had taken. "I said no. Honestly, I didn't think I was cut out for the job, and I had learned what had happened to the place. She pleaded with me to come home and fix the place. I had no choice. It was either that or the place would be withou
~Anthony~ Ethan and I finished lunch and decided we should head to the orphanage. It was best to get the task over with so we could rest and go clubbing tonight. It was the least I could do. Most of us were going clubbing in Lucland, but the sudden summon had counted me out. Adrian and Jacob weren't going anyway, so nothing was lost on their part. "It sucks, right?" Ethan asked me behind the wheel. It was as if he could read my mind. "There are some hot chicks in Lucland, and I was looking forward to clubbing," I confessed. "Me too. But then that fucker Brandon had to throw a tantrum and drag all of us here," Ethan said, and I realised he had some serious resentment toward the Alpha. It wasn't a good thing because Ethan could be dangerous. I really didn't want to be in Brandon's shoes. "Wouldn't you ask me what he did?" Ethan asked, and I shook my head. "Nope. None of my business. Heard enough shit to last me a bit. If you tell me, then it becomes my problem, and I don't want th
~Anthony~ Breaking the spell, I cleared my throat, prompting Chelsea to look up from whatever she was engrossed in. Her eyes, large and expressive like a doe's, met mine. It was as if time stood still for a moment, allowing me to take in the details of her features. Full, pink lips, a face perfectly contoured yet softened by gentle edges – she was the epitome of delicate beauty, a fragile charm that I felt the need to handle with care. Without lingering, Chelsea gracefully rose from her seat and bowed, a gesture of politeness that caught me off guard. It was a touch of formality that seemed unexpected, given the casual setting. It made me wonder about her background and upbringing. Realising that she might not recognise us, I took a step forward, eager to bridge the gap. She didn't seem like someone who followed television, or perhaps she simply hadn't connected our faces to any public personas. In any case, I extended a hand in greeting, ready to introduce ourselves. "Hello, Chels
~Sebastien~ Brandon left us after our late lunch and headed back to Hayland to set things in motion against our trip back to Lucland the next day. It wasn't long after Brandon left Ethan and Anthony returned to the office. The moment I saw the glint in Anthony's eyes, I knew we owed him a night out clubbing. I was hoping he wouldn't go to the orphanage at all, but he surprised me. "We went and met with Chelsea," he said, making himself comfortable on the single couch in the place. Ethan went to sit at my desk. I could tell he was troubled, and I planned to ask him what the issue was. "Food and other stuff was delivered. There were some new clothes donations, blah blah blah, and a request for the adoption of a five-year-old girl originally from Hayland. They haven't processed the papers yet. They are waiting for your mother or mates to come and process the papers," Anthony reported, and I wondered if blah blah blah counted, but there was no point stressing it with Anthony. Blah blah
~Adrian~ I would lie if I said I wasn't nervous about the impromptu call from my father-in-law, who was also the King. It was a weird thing for me, from a hated Alpha, cast aside by his people, to a prince loved by all. It was amazing how my life had changed. Harper loved me deeply regardless of the things that were being said about me, and even though I tried to let her go, she held on tight enough and long enough to make me want to fight for us. I have fought for her love every day and will keep fighting for it. She was everything to me: my heartbeat and my breath, and she knew it. So when her father called me and told me to meet him in Greenville, I was worried that something might have happened. I didn't want the paradise we were living in disrupted. The night out in the club with the Alberts and Anthony was needed. Jacob was just as worried as I was, and the silence in the van that was transporting us to Greenville said it all. I took a deep breath and relaxed, knowing that Kin
~Ethan~ I have never been captivated in my entire life. I was one who seemed unaffected by my surroundings except for my temper, which seemed to often get the best of me. But I was captivated at the orphanage. The right word would be enthralled. Locked in a cell of desire when I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever set my eyes on. Nothing took me by surprise, and nothing fascinated me, but this blonde-haired beauty fascinated me, knocking the breath out of my lungs without even lifting a finger. I found myself gawking, completely lost in her eyes. I wondered if she knew and, if she knew, did she care? Trying to dance Chelsea out of my mind was a disaster. Nothing was close enough to satisfy my longing, to touch, to get close enough to her to know her, to breathe her. How could someone have so much power over me in one glance, and it wasn't even the mate pull? I knew I was fucked. The fact that Anthony wanted her too made it worse. What if she picked him? What if they are fated
~Noah~ When Chelsea came to our office to deliver documents while we waited for Brandon's arrival, Sebastien and I had the great idea of sending her to the pack house to hand the adoption papers to Ethan. The blush on her face was telling. I didn't want to see dear Anthony heartbroken, but it seemed our brother had won this round. One could never tell still; it might just be a teenage crush thing, seeing Ethan is closer to her age than old Anthony. I knew he would hate that, but compared to Ethan, he was old, and Chelsea was just a few months younger than our little brother; there was no harm in aiding him secretly in the competition. I hoped for his sake he wasn't a gentleman and seized the money. The first contact always determines who wins, except for what happened in Jacob and Harper's case; it just didn't work. But in Ethan and Chelsea's case, I was sure it would work, and when Ethan returned looking unsettled, I knew he had seized the moment. Fingers crossed, it would work.