Amarie’s POV"Sorry, love. But this is going to hurt you a lot more than it will hurt me.”The nurse opens her mouth to scream, but I strike her square on the temple with my fists. Her body falls lightly to the floor, and I look around quickly to make sure no one has seen that. I take her by her ankles and drag her into the nearest room, my senses alert for any sign of an unwanted audience.Once I manage to get her into the room, I start to undress her. I quickly switch our dresses and make sure to shield my face with a nose mask and hair net. My gaze falls on the poor nurse. I may have hit a kitten too hard because now the side of her head is bleeding profusely.I crouch down beside her and tap her bleeding head lightly. “Don’t worry, I just need your identity for a little while. In the meantime, I hope someone will find you soon. We don’t want you bleeding to death now, do we?” I place a finger on my chin, then shrug. “Not like I even care.”Rising to my feet, I make my way to the

Reid’s POV I sit alone in my office, not bothering to turn on the lights, as I allow myself to get swept away by my thoughts. I just can’t believe that after all these years, I have finally found the key the prophecy had talked about. The key to the door would unlock the doors of unimaginable power. And that key is Meredith Amman. Who would have thought that after all these years of searching, what I have been looking for was right under my nose all along? I never would have thought that Amman’s daughter would be an omega. That damn bastard, he fooled me for many years. Amman was once my best friend back in the day, but when we became leaders of our various entities, I suppose we drifted apart. Our friendship weakened until it was no longer there. I have met Meredith once before, back when she was just a little girl. About the tender age of three, I believe. I never expected her to remember me, and it is a good thing she didn’t. That day was the last time I saw both Amman and

Roman's POV“How could you let her get in here?” I snap at the guard whose life is now in my hands. He grips my hand wrapped around his neck as his feet dangle in the air. His face turns a bright shade of red as he struggles for breath.That only made me angrier. He should be struggling to offer me an explanation because if he didn't come up with something reasonable then he is dead either way.“I didn't know she was an intruder. I thought she was his nurse,” he manages to let out. The nurse treating Caelen's wounds shoots me a side glance. I can tell that she is scared as hell.My growl is directed at her and I snap at her too. “Fucking focus on what you are doing!”She flinches then hurriedly tears her gaze away from mine. With shaky hands she continues to tend to Caelen's bullet wound.“And you,” I said to the guard that was on the verge of passing out. Or maybe dying. I really could not care less. “You thought wrong, and because of that we are all doomed!”“Let the man go, Roma

Meredith’s POVUnable to lift my head, I stare at my legs in the dark room. I can hear the beating of my own heart and feel the air entering my lungs. I have barely eaten a proper meal, and these monsters did not even have the courtesy to offer me a toilet. I have peed on myself for the past five days, and the smell is just awful.But at this point, I could not even smell it anymore. I am starting to think I have lost my sense of smell at this point. I have lost most of my senses at this point. I could not feel anything; I haven't spoken to or said a word, seeing as I have been locked in here for several days.I mean, I think it has been for several days. Or has it been months? I have not been keeping count. Occasionally, I would find myself thinking about the kings. Why haven’t they come for me? Have they given up on finding me? Have they found a replacement for me? I wonder how Saul is doing. Has he woken up? Has he asked of me? Was he worried about me? or has he forgotten about