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JASON’S POVMy lips curled as I watched her and her friend leave the conference room, deep in thought as the events that just unfolded replayed in my mind.“If his legs don’t work, how do I know the rest of him works?”I scoffed in derision. What the hell?Like I would lie with her if I were paid a billion dollars. The familiar heat of resentment burned behind my eyes. The sheer audacity of her. My father finally finished talking with his minion, Christopher Brown.That sucker had been in the family for as long as I remember and sometimes, the lines between professionalism and personal interests blur. He had become an extension of the family, always present at family functions and available at my father’s beck and call. At least he enjoyed the perks that came with it. Christopher gave me a curt nod before he exited the room, and soon enough, I was alone with my father again. The bane of my existence.“I believe that went well,” he commented almost immediately after the door shut

OLIVIA’S POVJessica paced the space before me as we sat outside the conference room we had just vacated. I watched from the glass walls as father and son raised their voices at each other, unable to make sense of anything they were saying. Several thoughts swelled in my head at the same time. So this was why there hadn’t been any news about him since that accident. There were so many questions to be asked and answers to be sought. “What do you think they are arguing about in there?” I asked Jessica in a low tone, ignoring the mood that my decision to annul the contract I had just signed had brought on us. Her eyes darted to me, an incredulous look on her face. “What do you think they are arguing about?” she asked, throwing my question back to me rhetorically. I fixed my gaze on the shiny tiles beneath my feet. “I never wanted any of this,” I said softly. She sighed, then approached me, crouching to take my hand in hers. “You can still stop all of this, Olivia. You can’t go to

OLIVIA’S POV“I must confess, I wasn’t expecting you to call so soon, agreeing to my terms,” Mr. Monroe said to me.We were seated across from the table, with only the long conference table separating us. Jessica sat at my side, her eyes offering me all the courage I needed to get through this meeting. “I was going to reject your offer,” I told him. He let out a short laugh, slightly amused by my words. “And what made you change your mind?” I rolled my shoulders, my lips curling downward. “The deal is only for a year,” I began to say. “And with all the juicy offers you made alongside this deal, one would be a fool not to take it.” It was a miracle that I could speak, with all the nerves threatening to cripple me. The scene of Kelvin in bed with that bitch, Angela, replayed in my mind, and I could almost feel my hands curling around her neck and snapping life from her. “And, besides,” I continued, shaking the memory away. “I don’t think I fancy being dressed in orange for the ne

OLIVIA’S POVJessica came in an hour later after Mr. Monroe left, and then I was released. My mind was filled with the thoughts of my discussion with him as I walked behind Jessica to the car. “Care to tell me what happened now?” Jessica asked me, her question whisking me out of my thoughts.I looked up to find that we were already standing in front of her worn-out Cadillac. That girl needs to change this wretched-looking vehicle already. Ignoring her question, I sauntered over to the passenger’s side, eager to get out of this place. My hand slid through the empty space where the door handle should have been as I tried to open the door. I glanced down, noticing that Jessica had yet to fix the door handle that had broken about a month ago. “When do you plan to get this door fixed?” I asked her, my eyes squinting from the effect of the sharp golden rays of the evening sun. She let out a sharp breath, shaking her head. Without another word, she got into the car and opened my door fr

OLIVIA’S POVThe fluorescent lights cast a dull yellow glow over the cramped cell room, the walls stained with peeling paint and old scratches. I sat hunched on the cold bench, my elbows resting on my knees, and my head bowed low between my thighs. My hair fell to the sides of my face, hanging like a curtain as I focused on taking a few breaths. I have been locked up here for hours, and this place was beginning to creep me out, the occupants looking like they wanted to jump at me at any given opportunity. Although none of them had made any move to bully me, I knew it wouldn’t be long before one of the wild dogs tried to demonstrate authority as I had seen in the movies. The metallic clink of keys unlocking the door broke me out of my haze, and I lifted my eyes to find a uniformed officer in the hallway. “Olivia Carter?” he asked as he got into the room, a finger clinging to a belt hoop as his hand hung loosely from it, while the other held onto his baton as he struck a funny pose.

NOVA’S POV“How long did you think you could hide from me, you worthless piece of trash?” he snarled at me, lunging at me to strike me. I lowered my head, squeezing my eyes close to avoid his fury as his hands drew closer to me, but then, the strike never landed. I felt his body still over me, his large figure casting long shadows on me. I slowly opened my eyes to find him gazing at my stomach, his expression unreadable. “What the hell happened to your stomach?” he asked, his face contorting badly.I swallowed hard, recalling the plan I had made with Bastian and his wife, the healer. “I… lost the baby,” I said to him, avoiding his gaze.“What?” he exclaimed, his eyes widening. “You lost my child?” He thundered, his voice shaking. “How the hell did that happen?”I almost choked out a laugh. Was he seriously asking me that question?“How dare you lose my child?” he flared, ridding me of my response. He bent over, his fingers wrapping around my neck and choking me. “You know the only

NOVA’S POVMy body writhed in pain as the strokes landed on my skin, the depth of their whip seeping into my skin and dragging my flesh alongside as they whipped me mercilessly. Unfortunately for me, it began to rain as they tortured me, the dripping water adding to my agony. A salt to my open wounds. “This would teach you a thing or two about respect, you murderer,” one of the soldiers who had joined Beta Jasper to whip me said, his spit landing on my face afterward. I couldn’t even lift my hand to wipe his smelling spit from my skin, the disgusting liquid running down my face as I whimpered in pain. I don’t think there was any part of my body, aside from my stomach, that wasn’t affected by their floggings. Alpha Ethan directly gave them that rule. They were to inflict injury on any part of my body aside from my stomach. He didn’t want me to lose the baby in the process of their whippings. They left me there, under the rain, and went back to the pack house. The rest of the

NOVA’S POVI had no idea how long I was locked up in the dungeon, but the only thing that gave me hope was the child in my womb and this ring that Alpha Draco gave to me. It was a promise of forever that I couldn’t wait to be mine. My lips were dry from lack of hydration, and my stomach revolted in anger. I can’t remember the last time I put something into my stomach. I hummed one of my favourite songs to keep my hope alive as I awaited the final verdict for assaulting the Luna of the pack. My grandmother used to sing this song to me back then, when my parents sent me away to live with her because they thought I was a disgrace to them. That was before I came back to my parents on my sixteenth birthday and killed them in the process of shifting for the first time. I never shifted, and I was now tagged the child who killed her parents, a tag that had followed me into my adulthood and had never stopped haunting me since then.The sharp clang of a rod against the metallic bars secu

NOVA'S POVThe guards threw me to the Alpha’s feet the minute they brought me into his presence. "I thought you escaped the pack with my heir,” Alpha Ethan said with a bitter scoff. I looked up at him, noticing Aubrey, his new bride, the one who had now taken my place, sitting right next to him. But instead of bitterness to stir in my heart, I felt joy. Joy that it wouldn’t be long before I left this goddess-forsaken pack and formed a new alliance for myself with people who might come to care for me. Or not. Either way, any place was better than being here. “Congratulations on your union, your grace,” I said, lowering my head to humor him. He let out a hollow snort. “You should be glad that my mate was lenient enough to let you stay back at the pack house till you deliver my heir.” He leaned into me, his nose close to my face. “After all of this is over, I will make sure you pay dearly for all of your sins. Take her away from me,” he commanded one of the guards, his tone dr

NOVA’S POV “Excuse me?” I blurted sharply, my lashes fluttering as I found it hard to believe what he was saying to me. He drew closer to me, so close that I could perceive his cologne and aftershave. “I know all about you, Nova,” he said, his voice a low tease. “How you are being treated in this pack?” He drew closer to me, his voice husky against my ears. The hairs on my body stood erect as I listened to his deep voice. “Like the scum of the earth. These people abhor you. Treat you like a plague.” It would have been better if he were telling me sweet nothings with that tone and not reminding me of how worthless I was. “Tell me, Nova,” he continued, his lips so close to my face that I could taste his breath. “Would you prefer living in this hell you are currently in, or would you rather agree to my request? To this chance I am giving you to be more than they perceive you to be.” I considered his offer for a brief moment. At this point, I didn’t think there was anything

NOVA’S POVMy stomach clenched as I stared at the mirror, my eyes darting to the small bump in my abdomen as I admired myself in my dress. This was the day I had been waiting for. The day I would finally get married to the love of my life, Alpha Ethan, the Alpha of the Crimson Park. As I walked down the hall to my seat at the high table, I could hear their comments and snide remarks.“Eww, why would the alpha of this park even want to be mated to a lowlife omega like her?” “She’s such a cheap skunk, I bet she seduced the Alpha and got him to sleep with her; that’s why she is carrying his baby.” “Such a loser,” another one said to my hearing as I walked past them. “Parricide,” another said. “You should be killed and not get married to our Alpha.”“She disgusts me.”The insults continued as I walked down the aisle to the high table, and I did everything in my power to keep myself from crying, even though tears stung the back of my eyes. I never thought I would make it through the