LOGINDamon's POVI had enough anger in me to kill a thousand men, but even in the heat of the moment, I had to acknowledge that I was extremely vulnerable to many things at that point. My skin was ripped in multiple places, White Wolf had kept me near searing silver for so long, I needed at least a month to feel good enough. “Call Cody for me.” I said. After all, nothing stated that I must be the one to face anything with balls big enough to spit at me. “He's been off the grid for a while.” One of the fear stricken never-do-wells I feed replied. “And why is that?” I asked, seeping in the commotion happening just a few meters from me. The living room provided ample view of the outside even though it was a distance away. “I'm not sure sir.” He backed out. I ran my hand through the blade I'd grabbed. You never want blood enough like when you're bleeding. “Close your eyes. Better still, run into the kitchen.” I warned those around.. With great rage and fury, I rushed like a
Adrian's POV I shot the bastard four times, once in his head and the others to his heart.In my anger, I'd forgotten to silence the gun in my hand. I watched as blood seeped out from different parts of his body. He twitched uncontrollably and involuntarily. Per experience, the older house staff hurried the younger ones into more obscure places in the house where they couldn't see what was going on. Asides my trigger happy self and my gun which was about five bullets lighter, the poor kid who'd fetched it for me stood wordlessly. “Do I have to call someone to clean this mess up?” I yelled.I noticed him flinching, and his eyes which were as wide as dining saucers blinked rapidly as he tore his gaze away from the headless man who was a few feet from us. “No, not you.” I said as the boy tried to move. He'd hardly nodded in consent before I saw him fall flat on his face. I chuckled. The older men-servants had begun to file in, so I left. Many of them had probably watched him
Lucas POV “Are you going to tell me where we're headed?” She asked. “So you can get a rescue team and get away with my kids? You must think I'm dumb!” I chuckled. “I already think that. You're not helping anything. Your paranoia is getting the best of you.” She shot back. “They must've touched your brain while they stitched you up. Only a scratch up there is an explanation for how your mouth has been moving since we started this ride. And even for attempting to steal my documents. Are you stupid?!” I laughed, even though I didn’t find it particularly funny. “Maybe I just got tired of being your foot mat. A tramp your desire and loathe with the same intensity. Maybe I want to be a woman of my own, with no affiliations at all to you. Maybe that's what I want!” She cried. “I'd have been only too happy to make your wish happen if we didn't share those twin boys, Rayvn. I'm the only Alpha with children. Do you know what that means for me? And you?” I asked her, careful t
Damon's POV “Wait.” I stopped her against my better judgement. “I wasn't supposed to be here today.” I said. “I thought so too.” Emily replied, her voice was soft and carried suspense. “I'm sorry things are not the way they're supposed to be.” “It's not your fault. Never was.” I said. “Damon, can we get the day off? Together?” She asked, sounding unusual. “I'm not sure I know what that means, but you can take the day off if you want to.” I said. “Forget I asked.” She bowed and left. Why was she acting so strange? Emily would never let me get the last word. Not even a few minutes ago. I just watched her walk off. We avoided each other for the better part of the day. I'd packed my things to leave many times more than I could count, but I ended up thinking myself into sitting back. I couldn't even make an appearance at the celebratory lunch they had on my behalf and on my bill. Once, I thought I heard footsteps, but it was so light I convinced myself it was probably
Lucas’ POV If only Adrian would be gracious enough to pick his damn call. The day was already half gone but I was too scared to request to see Rayvn and the kids. I'd thought Adrian would have a change of mind and come or something, but thirty minutes of pacing restlessly proved he wasn't. “Can I see the morgue now?” I asked the lady I met at the desk earlier. “I'm extremely sorry for your loss, Sir.” She started. “Can I have their names?” She asked. “Marcus Rayvn, and twin infants, they were unnamed to the best of my knowledge.” I explained to her. “And you say this happened yesterday?” She confirmed after minutes of endless scrolling? “That was when we got the call.” I answered. “We normally wouldn't disclose that information over the phone.” She narrowed her eyes. “Are you sure the call was from this hospital?” I requested. “Yes.” I replied. “Can I see the caller details?” She asked. “I wasn't the one who got the call. Wasn't me who chec
Adrian's POV “It's a new day indeed.” I said to myself, pulling up to the house. Maybe it was a dumb decision, seeing as many people had the right to be on my neck, literally. “Your mother is up.” One of my attendants spoke in my ear. “All the better, then.” That was meant to be sarcastic, but he didn't seem at ease. “What's up?” j looked at him, forcing him to look down at Damon's car keys which he'd taken from me. “She has a visitor.” He added. “I don't think Ma would mind my intrusion. Besides, I've got to shower me’self.” I patted his back. He was quiet, once again the young innocent boy I employed a couple of months ago. “On second thought, I shall love to see her before going up.” I watched as his face crumpled and relaxed He was hiding something, and it better be for my sake. “Wait here.” I said to him two doors away from Mama. I knocked once and let myself in. “What the fuck?!” I yelled. The sight wasn't unusual, the time of day was. Ever since
Zyna's POV “I see I came here to make a fool of myself.” I chuckled dryly, interrupting Damon's thoughts. He'd been at that window for a while, and I knew who he was watching, cause I saw her leave. “What is it with you two, Damon?” I asked him. It's one question I'd been meaning to ask. W
Damon's POV The morning had been a shitshow. Words cannot even describeI was still getting debriefed by my manager, while dressing up for Nevada’s launch. It was supposed to be a very big thing, but I didn't feel like it. And not just because I was gonna be the only one launching when we promi
Emily's POV “Shoot!” Lucas groaned, “We should've picked something up for you.” “Yeah.” I said, lacking more words. “I think my jacket will suffice.” He tugged at his beard, ruminating on his idea. “I'm quite dirty.” I shied off. “So am I.”Lucas replied to me, winking. “Not that k
Emily's POV “Hello Emily, I'm Sasha, and I'm downstairs.” she said. I passed out a bit in the bed where I also scattered the contents of my purse. It'd been a long day, long week, long life! “Hmm, I'm coming.” I answered her, still sleepy-eyed. “No, you don't have to. Just tell them t







