Romane von Kim Alphy

~Arya~“Who is that?” my mom mouthed, narrowing her eyes at me. I sat upright, a frown forming on my face. What did Lina mean by that statement? What the hell was she planning now?“I’ll make sure this doesn't die down,” she continued. “I will do all I can to bring you down. You’ll regret ever messing with me.”“What is your problem, Lina? Haven’t you done enough? What else do you want from me?”“I want you gone,” she yelled maniacally. “I want you to suffer double of what I suffered. You have such a peaceful life. You don’t deserve to, Arya. You deserve the worst things on earth?”“Who the hell is that?” my mom snapped. She snatched the phone from me and placed it against her ear, but it was pointless, as lina already ended the call. With a deep scowl, she demanded. “Who on earth was that?”“It was nothing, mom,” I replied hastily, getting off the bed. “I need to go now."“Where do you think you’re going?” my dad thundered. I cleared my throat, heaving.”“Dad!” I called. “I really h

~Arya~“What!”Edgar sprang away, his hands clenched into fists. “Why? Didn’t you say you’d separate Lucien and Arya?”“Did I?” My father mused with feigned thoughtfulness. “I did no such thing, Edgar, what are you thinking?"“Mr Manchester,” he groaned. “You have to be logical here. Lucien isn’’t the right person for the job. I will do better—” his voice broke. He bit his lips, tears rushing to his eyes. “You already made a promise to me. You can’t just go back on it now.”“Edgar Sinclair, what promise did I make?”“I did everything!” Edgar took a few steps back. “I tried to make you see me for the real me, but you don’t care. What on earth do you want me to do?”“I thought you did all those things because you care about my daughter.“I do care about her,” he yelled. “I know I made mistakes in the past, but I love her.”“Edgar,” my father whined. “You have to understand that you’re still on probation. I can’t trust you enough to hand over the company to you just yet, but if you feel

~Arya~“Yes sir, I think that’s the perfect way to go too,” Edgar's eager voice was the first I heard in my sleep. My eyes fluttered open. I stared at the blank ceiling, listening to their conversation subconsciously. I had no idea how or why I was in a hospital all of a sudden, but I was. And I had every member of my family with me.Regina and my mom were hurdled together, staying quiet as Edgar and my father spoke. I trailed my gaze to them. My father’s brows were pulled together, deep in thought. Edgar had his back to me, but I could tell that he was deeply engrossed in whatever they were talking about by his little mannerisms that gave him away.“Arya should be relieved of her duties,” he huffed. “She’s doing a lot for the company, but her health should come first. I haven’t been able to have this conversation with her because things are quite rocky between us now, but…” he stopped, scratching his nape idly. “I hope to, soon. Right now, she thinks I'm out to get everything she has

~Arya~Just before he could drive the car out of the lot, a black SUV swerved in the way, causing Edgar to slam down on the brakes quickly. I lurched forward, panting. The car in front of us slowed to a stop, and both doors were flung open.My father and mother stepped out, their expressions mirroring each other. They stormed to the car and pulled both doors open, their eyes blazing with anger.“Arya!” my mom pulled me into a tight hug immediately. I wrapped my arms around her, letting her scent fill my nostrils. She squeezed me to herself, rubbing her hand over the small of my back. “I rushed here as soon as I heard the news. Are you hurt?”“Just a little.”She pulled back, assessing my arm. “Oh, this is bad. Who could have done this?”“The police are investigating,” I replied. “I don’t know anyone who could have done this mom, but hopefully, we’ll find out soon.”Her eyes drifted over to Edgar. “You,” she snapped. What are you doing there? Why didn’t you take her to the hospital?”

~Arya~He was slipping up again, losing his composure. His nails dug into my skin. I school my expression, determined to not let any emotion of mine show. He was used to making me scared of him, so he could feel great about himself and do whatever he wanted without fail. This time, I refused to give him that satisfaction.“You can’t determine that, Edgar.”“We’re married. The law recognizes us as a couple. How do you expect me to feel when you keep hanging around your ex.”“I don’t even remember him.”“That’s what gives him the audacity to do all those things to you.” Edgar inched towards me, desperation flashing in his eyes. “I have said this countless times, and I won't get tired of saying it anytime soon. You can’t keep encouraging Lucien to do what he wants with you. He thinks he has the right to do whatever he wants because you give him leeway.”“Lucien is a good person."“That’s just what he pretends to be.”“He’s better than you,” I snapped, unable to stop myself. “Lucien is a

~Arya~Edgar gave Regina a onceover, snickering. “Didn’t you always hate my wife? Don’t think I was oblivious to how you treated her at the Auction that fateful evening. You ganged up with that scheming actress to humiliate her, yet you want to act like you are now?”“Watch your tone with my mother," Lucien cautioned him, his voice hard like steel. I stretch my uninjured arm wide, putting some much needed distance between them.“We’re in public, Lucien," I whispered to him. “With so much cameras around, we can’t give people a reason to gossip about you.”Fuming, Lucien backed down. Regina, on the other hand, took his place. She took slow steps towards Edgar, causing him to retreat in fear. “Who the hell do you think you are?” she questioned, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You dare to raise your voice at me?”“I…” Edgar cleared his throat, looking down at her. “I just think that you and your son should stay out of my business. I’m married to Arya for Pete’s sake. One would think it’

~Elara~No one returns to my room till dusk. Kael doesn’t show up either. My thoughts have been tumbling over each other since Helen and Celeste dropped the bombshell. Hours pass, and I stay still on the bed, planning my escape.I wait until the sun sets completely before swinging into action. Tearing off the curtains hanging by the windows, I tie the ends together to form a rope long enough to let me own the building. Jumping off the first floor is risky, but staying in this pack is riskier. Guards are stationed at my door. There’s no way I can slip out without getting noticed by them.My nose stings. I have spent the last three years in this house. It’s sad to leave in this way. Blinking to push back the tears threatening to fall, I make my descent. Cool air slaps against my skin. My legs burn as I try to find stable ground. My bump brushes the wall. With great difficulty, I let myself down the building, landing into a patch of grass beneath.There are no guards around. Crouching, I

~Elara~I expected relief. I expected him to be glad that I am trying to make things easy for him. He obviously wants me gone. The elders have turned against me. Celeste now has his heart. He doesn’t need me in this pack anymore.But what I see on Kael’s face isn't a relief. It’s anger. His jaw clenches. He stands beside the bed, thin creases appearing on his head. For a moment, I thought he heard me wrong, but his next words confirm that he didn’t.“A divorce?” he seethes. “Why, Elara? Why do you want a divorce all of a sudden?”Nothing happened to my child today, but I may not be that lucky in the future. There are countless people who don’t want me in this pack. I have to leave.“Shouldn’t that be the next step for you?”“Elara–”“Why do you want to keep me here?” My voice rises. I wince, taking deep breaths to calm myself. “I have been exiled, Kael. Can you go against the wishes of your subjects? Will you pick between Celeste and I?”“Is this because of Celeste?” Desperation flas

~Kael~ The smell of antiseptic wafts into my nostrils as I pace the corridor outside Celeste’s ward. Corvin stands before me, hands clasped together, head bowed like that of a child awaiting punishment. “You went straight to the elders,” I bellow in frustration. “What made you think you could tell the elders about my pup before me? When did I ever give you the permission to discuss something like that with them?” My chest is knotted in fury. I can feel the heat rising up my spine, my wolf prowling beneath my skin. Corvin's head dips further. “Al…Alpha Kael,” he stutters. “I thought it was was urgent. The elders had to know the truth in such a–” “No,” I cut in curtly. “You were supposed to tell me first.” I slam my hand against my chest, unable to stem my rage. “I am your Alpha, the father of that child. You had to tell me first.” Corvin swallows, beads of perspiration appearing on his forehead. “I sincerely apologise, Alpha. I believed the issue with the pregnancy was a matter o

~Elara~A suffocating silence settles over the hall at Corvin’s revelation. The world slows to a stop around me. My eyes shoot wide open, fixed on the doctor as he strides towards the panel the elders are seated on to drop some sheets in front of them.The elders pick each sheet, scanning through it, their expressions mirroring each other with every second that passes. Whatever they see on the papers render them dumbstruck.“What did you just say?” I let go of Anna’s limp body and rise to my feet, taking slow, dazed steps towards him. “Corvin, what did you–”“I told you the Luna this earlier,” Corvin cuts in, ignoring me completely. “We ran tests on her pup twice, and they both came back with the same results. The child she’s carrying is defective.” he pauses, as if waiting for his words to land and give shock value. “She should have relayed the news to the Alpha. I have no idea why she kept this from him.”“Brief us about this development, Corvin,” Elder Fenris orders the doctor. The

~Elara~The guards eagerly shuffle to carry out Helen’s orders, binding my wrists behind me roughly. My eyes find Kael instinctively. Tears gather behind my lids as I stare at him, silently pleading with him to believe me. But his face is unreadable. “Kael,” I breathe, desperate to vindicate myself. “Please, you have to believe me. You of all people should know what I'm capable of. I’d never try to hurt Celeste.”His shoulders are tense, brows drawn together as he regards me. Does he really think that I'd do something like that? After all the years we spent together, he still thinks I'd be cruel enough to try to kill Celeste?“Take her to the dungeon,” Helen instructs. At her words, the guards shove me forward. A slight groan rips past my throat as a sharp pain shoots through me. They don’t even care that I'm heavily pregnant. It’s as if they’ve been waiting for an opportunity like this all along.“She’s pregnant with my heir,” Kael finally speaks after what seems like an eternity. H

~Elara~My hands tremble. I keep them glued to my sides, desperate to stand tall in the face of humiliation as a crowd quickly gathers in front around us. They are all sneering, watching the scene unfold before them. Whispers agreeing with Rowan erupts. I square my shoulders, clenching my hands into tight fists.I don’t know if Kael sees what's happening. I’m left in the midst of bystanders who keep throwing patronizing slurs at me. If I don't defend myself, no one will.“I’m sure you know what it means to disrespect your Luna, Rowan. As long as I remain Kael's wife, I outrank you.”Rowan’s jaw clenches. He takes a menacing step towards me. “What do we call a luna who can’t even protect her own pack? You’re nothing but a weakling, Elara. If you have the slightest bit of shame, you’ll leave now.”“Rowan, there’s no need to be so aggressive,” a voice cuts into the drama. Heels click against the concrete as Helen approaches, her gaze sweeping over me in disdain. “Elara, you’re not suppos