Semua Bab Prince Alpha's Rejected Maid: Bab 141 - Bab 150

 "Yes. Nobody stays here so we don't make it a home." Slew of properties littered the whole US. Mikhail probably had remembered them like digits. He handled the tertiary necessities. Noah had too much on his plate-almost always, and Rhys was busy running his  web of spies. He wondered what she'd do if he told her she had also been spied upon, both of them, when they entered New York.   The room was average. A vintage bar stool below the french windows leading to kitchen garden. But it was all smooth lawn, cut grass."So you pay someone to mow your lawn?" He was grateful she was talking but her small talk was terrible. Of course someone was being paid. She spinned a few times, then pointed at the ceiling when she saw no staircase.When he didn't answer, she shrugged and picke

Silas promised her answers after they both had grieved Gregory."What are those fire-y stones?" Her wolf sniffed disapprovingly. Nostrils of a wolf pick up copying scents on inanimate objects all the time yet she found nothing. Silas cracked a smile. Her face felt caked in remnants of sleep to return him one."They are brimstones." He held one out on his palm. She didn't understand but her eyes darted in the dark of soon arriving dawn. Why was he treating it so carelessly? What if naked eyes were exposed to its power?"How come I feel I should know what this is? Does this have power, like in biblical sense?" She remembered something of church. Myths from Bible. There was that word-myths. Silas rocked back in his chair, his sigh drowned the creaking noise."No Vanessa. Not the Bible. It does have power though. Power separating body from soul." She had promised herself on her way up, for the sake of piecing together a past to survive the future, she will not act like her world turned

His sweatshirt was good, but it wasn't him. Infact, it drove the point home- he was walking with her now, showering her with just enough attention so she won't look for it elsewhere, but drawing an opaque wall if she chose to come closer. "If that wasn't a risk-baying for blood and everything. Would you believe my idea was sound?" Distance was his niche, one he had perfected to the T. Yet, nothing had prepared him for this. Same girl, more vibrant, thrumming with endless energy, he could feel her brain jostling, heart galloping. The nervousness in her scent, mixed with determination. And that kindness in green eyes. The simple kindness that needed to be protected.  It'd be so easy, it was tempting- to bury her head in the expanse of his chest. Noah had aged since she last saw him, so h

The next morning, Vanessa woke up with a grin determination. The extraction would be simple, and she'd help keep it that way. She'll stay hidden until Calvin showers himself first. The plan was precise, like an arrow shot out of the bow waiting to lodge in its target. Nothing short of physical anomaly could disrupt the flow. People involved only on need-to-know basis. There was nothing that could go wrong if played by rule to rule. They weren't supposed to have this information but they did. No one defected front he enemy's side yet. Just Noah and his bandits were furiously meticulous to have figured this one out. Jodie had warned Evanthat Calvin had only one weakness- and if they can't exploit it, they'll never stay a step ahead of him. Connivingly, foresight had turned the odds in their favor. Noah had taken away his living bio-agents for the experiment: the rogue agents with relatively stable genomes. Since Calvin needed more of them, he'd try to win over his followers. The rogue

"Why didn't you tell me?" Exhaustion, accusation and blame-all three she lay at his feet. This is what she had meant. Noah's pertenatural habit of not being answerable to anyone had to change. Vanessa had no idea Ian was to be held there for three weeks. She wanted him back in his bed, his childlike flutter of eyes to find himself amidst his favorite stuff toys or the wooden puppets he liked to make. Hand printed wallpaper in the room and a bird's nest just like he wanted. He had written that list down for her. Disappearing behind the trees, what Vanessa first thought was merely a grassy berm raised on hydraulic lifts to reveal a plas-crete reinforced bunker. She eased into the space realizing both of them were alone, she didn't want an audience. Abandoned hallway led to the big conference room where they first met the select leaders of the pack. The coolly neutral atmosphere was tampered with warm yellow lights pocketed in the roof above her and in the walls to her side- no windows.