Nobela ni Mordsith

Ken’s pov“What is it? Spit it out.”“Well,” he said, while looking at his pad and tapping on it. “Your polls not only dropped, but you’ve been temporarily removed from the race.”“What?!” I yelled, to my feet. “Who would do such a thing?”“The board of the presidential candidates?”“What do you mean the board of the presidential candidates?”“The Senate, the… you know, the ministers. They say that the case is getting too much and too muddy. They have to call you in for questioning and help investigate this case.”This case was getting worse than I thought. I started to pace around, thinking of what my next excuse would be. “Set up a conference meeting and I want to talk to a lot of people.”“I would advise against that, sir.”“Why?”“I mean, my name is already in the mud. I just want to clear it.”“Sir. You can make things worse by setting up a conference meeting.”“This is unbelievable. One rat shows up and tries to destroy my life and everybody just runs with it. I know what to do.

Ken’s povHe didn’t say anything as I sighed and continued.“Like I said I’m giving you a chance here. No one is doing that. Why won’t you listen to me?”“I need to be alone now,” he said, turning away from me and taking a step away from the bars between us.“Look, Julian,” I said, getting in close to the cell so that he would know that he could trust me. “I’m not the bad guy here.”“Then why did you kill Emery?”“Again, with the accusations.”“You killed Emery.”I sighed. “Fine. I killed Emery. For the sake of posterity, I did. Yay. Yoo-hoo. Do you think you can be able to defend this in court? Do you have any evidence?”“My words are enough.”I scoffed. “You naive little brat. You think you can just show up in court, throw a few words around, and everybody will believe you… a… a pauper that they don’t know from anywhere. Someone who got married to Silas and is still slinking his way into Silas’s purse. That’s the person that they will pick over me? A presidential candidate who has d

Ken’s povI burst into the sheriffs office as the air in here smelled more expensive than the last time I had been here.I shut the door behind me as I saw the sheriff standing close to a new whiskey cabinet with a proud smile on his face.“I see you are lavishing the money I gave you. That’s good news. You’ve been paid. Have you done the work?”He smiled and pointed to the whiskey cabinet like it was his new project. “Well, what do you think?”“What do I think of what?” I asked, plain ignorance to his stupidity. I then walked to the seat by the window and sat down, crossing my legs while removing my gloves, as the winter wind was already getting to me. “Tell me that you’ve taken care of our little Julian problem.”“Yes, that,” he said, muttering under his breath before turning to me.“Speak up. I don’t have all day.”I looked out of the window to see the rest of the city moving about like nothing was happening. Then I turned to him. He was swirling his drink, the ice inside breaking

Ken’s povThe moment he was gone, I got up and sat down into my couch, rubbing my temple. I had failed to convince Silas to be on my side. What did I even think was going to happen after he had gone to talk with Julian? No, there was no way I was going to get Silas on my side with Julian still alive.I was going to move up the deadline. If Julian wasn’t going to give me an answer right now, he was as good as dead.Picking up my phone, I called the sheriff. “Hello, sir.”“Has he said anything?” I said in a curt manner, as he chuckled.“Relax. We gave him until tomorrow evening. I’m pretty sure by then he would have ample time to give us a reply. That would soothe your aching heart.”“I’m not here to play. Tell him to give me an answer right now or you can go ahead and do what I’m paying you to do.” I heard his chair creak like he was sitting up.“Sir, are you sure? Isn’t it a bit too suspicious? People would think you had a hand to do this.”“I don’t care. Get rid of him.”“Sir, I have

Silas’s povI got into my car and told my driver to take me straight to Ken’s penthouse.It didn’t take long before we reached there and I got out, slamming the door shut behind me.I walked into the building and took the elevator to his floor and throughout that time, I thought of what to do next. How would I approach the subject?I wasn’t going to sugarcoat it, that was for sure. Taking in deep breaths, I waited for the doors to open before stepping out into his floor.My mind read a lot of scenarios to me and I wondered what I would do to him if he threatened me.I got to his door and waited before knocking in a slow manner.The door opened with Ken in towels, smiling at me.“Hey, Silas, welcome. I wasn’t expecting you here.”“Move,” I said, pushing past him as I walked into his penthouse.I wasn’t here to admire it, but the penthouse was really good. I couldn’t lie; I would love to stay here myself, but I was here on official business. A business that was about to be very, very bl

Silas’s povI let the silence simmer between us before he hacked a cough and started to talk.“I was never the wrong person for you, Silas. I was always the right person. The only thing is, I didn’t really fit your narrative of who the right person was supposed to be. And that whole thing messed with your radar.”“I’m confused.”“It’s clear you’ve got unresolved issues with emery. And those unresolved issues that you had with him, it kind of got passed down to me. There’s the trust issues. There’s a few things that you had with him, you know, that you didn’t want to share with me. But let’s move on from that. We get married, but then you decide to be the monster in the relationship. Even when I had not done anything wrong to you, you were acting suspicious in our relationship.”I laughed. “Oh so I’m the one acting suspicious. The money that was sent to different accounts, what about them?”“And how sure are you that those were from me?”“Don’t play that game with me man. I’m not a chi

Anna’s povI laughed, and it came out a bit crazed. “You really think you can stop me forever?”She didn’t even bat an eyelash. “If that’s what it takes.”My hands curled into fists. “You’re making a mistake.”Her voice dropped, calm but cutting. “The only mistake is thinking you can bully your way into getting what you want.”That hurt more than it should. I blinked and for a second all I could hear was the sound of my own breath, and the blood whooshing in my ears. I hated that she wasn’t caving, that she could stand there like a wolf and act like she could take me on.“You made a terrible mistake coming back here Anna,” she chuckled. “You can’t show up and think you can treat me like you used to. I’m not that little human anymore. I’m different.”“You roll around with wolves and act like you're a wolf. You must be a joker.”She got close to me and i could see that her aura had changed. Something about her scared me a bit. Almost like if she actually had a wolf, she would tear me ap

Anna’s povI was boiling inside. I could feel my rage rising to heavy heights as I walked out of the room.How could he talk to me like that and treat me like I didn’t matter?I didn’t care as I slammed my heels on the floor and walked loud enough for my heels to echo in the hall.Let them hear. Let them know I was not done.By the time I’d reached the far end of the corridor, my freaking jaw ached from how hard I’d been clenching it. And then I let loose with this… noise. A low growl and grunt that echoed within me.I drew in a breath that came a little too fast. A few servants hurried by, heads down, skirts swishing. I could tell they were wondering what was wrong with me but I didn’t care. I would teach Selene a lesson.Speaking of her, where was she? I wouldn’t go without seeing her.If she thought she could just waltz into this pack, into my place, and stay here without feeling the weight of me breathing down her neck… she was wrong.I made my way toward the gardens because that

Dante’s pov“I allied us with the rogue for a reason,” I said. It wasn’t a defensive tone because it wasn’t a question—it was a fact. “And I’ll explain it. But not here, and not now.”Tomas kept his gaze locked on mine. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he sniffed and cleaned his nose.“I just hope you have a good reason for this. I swear to the gods, you should have a better reason for this.”“Sure,” was all I could say.I didn’t wait for anything else: the guards were nearly done with the gifts, and I got into the back of the car, palms cool against leather. When the door shut, it did so with a sound that seemed to eat some of the noise outside but my head was too full.“Where to sir?” My driver said as I waved him forward.“The packhouse. I have a meeting there.”He nodded and drove through the roads.The ride back home was longer than usual.All I could think of was Tomas’s words.As much as I understood his point, I needed to hold on tight to my own beliefs. No need t

Dante’s pov“No trouble. Quite the opposite. I’m here to inform you that we need not be enemies, you and I. We could be allies.” The word hung there like a shaft of dust in the air between us as I cocked my head.“I don’t take rogues into my pack,” I said evenly, each word measured and spoken.“Mm, I thought you’d say that.” His smile didn’t shake. “But I also thought you’re not an idiot. You realize that sometimes… life shoves a situation at you where the only person you can really count on isn’t the friend who’s supposed to be there at your back, but the enemy who’s always been living up to their potential for watching it.”I said nothing right off the bat. I kind of wanted to just walk back to my pack. But another part tuned in.He took my silence as permission. “You’ll come to me eventually,” he purred. I couldn’t claim that I’d ever had much cause to dislike the guy previously. We hadn’t exactly moved in the same circles: he kept to his corners, and I kept on trucking through my

Anna’s povThe old man’s lips curled up into a knowing smirk. “Protection disappears when loyalties change, and trust me…” something sinister danced in his eyes as he leaned closer, “…loyalties are easier to change than you might believe.”I was flooded with a sharp rush of curiosity but I kept my face blank.“And why would that be?” I asked. “I thought Elders were always to stay neutral and support their alphas.”He chuckled, low and dry. “Neutrality is a luxury, Anna. One that doesn’t exist when the wrong person is sitting at the Alpha’s side.”I glanced back toward the table of books, then at him again."You think she's the wrong person?""I know she is,” he said, without hesitation. “And so do others.”That… made my smile widen. “Others? You mean there are people in this pack who’d rather see me there?”He didn’t answer but his silence said a lot as I smiled.“That’s… good to know,” I muttered. "You know… I was Luna material months before she came into the picture. Before anyone e

Dante’s povHer smirk broke like porcelain paint losing its glue. “Pregnant? That’s all?”“Yes,” I said, meeting her eyes. “And it doesn’t make any difference that she’s human. She’s the future mother of my unborn child. She carries my young.”“I could have your pup, Dante,” she snapped. “With strong genes like mine. The kind of pups this pack needs. The kind that would make the family name survive another several years. Why would she be the reason you tell me to leave?”“That’s not why I told you to leave.” My voice stayed quiet, knowing if I yelled my anger would only grow and so too would hers. “I told you to get out of the pack before. Remember? I told you to never come back here again because of your actions. So why are you breaking that promise now?”Her lips curved up but I wouldn’t call it a smile. “I came back to take what’s mine.”I cocked an eyebrow. “And what would that be?”“YOU,” she barked out a short humorless laugh.“Anna… stop. You’re embarrassing yourself right now.