Aaron, just like Damor, had moved to attack Lucius, but his minions were willing to put themselves in the way. He had taken down three werewolves, one sage, and is currently battling another sage. It was easier said than done because, unlike the first sage he fought, this one seemed stronger, if there was such a thing. His healing abilities were kicking in to repair the damage to the broken bones and ribs, but they were not fast enough for the assault his body was taking. The sage had kicked the golden dagger away, and he was forced to fight with his hands, which wasn’t a fair fight.“You’re the alpha Aaron from the strongest line?” The sage, who had told him his name before the battle but didn’t care to keep it in mind, spoke. “This is a joke. You do not pose any threat to our alpha.” He spat on the floor.Aaron laughs, and this made the sage raise a brow. “What is so funny?”Aaron pulled himself to his feet and asked, “If I pose no threat, why does your so-called alpha want me dead
The Dominio pack has experienced peace like none other since the rest of the packs that survived the war moved back and continued their lives on their own. “Do I look presentable for the night?” Zera asked, turning away from the mirror to face Aaron.He glanced at her from head to toe, and there was satisfaction on his face. “You know, you always look presentable.”She rolled her eyes, giving her silver sweetheart dress one last glance before stepping away from the mirror. “I think you might be talking about yourself, Mr.”He smiled cockily. “I will take it as a compliment,” he said as he brushed over his grey suit. “Shall we go?” he asked, extending an arm to her.“Yes, we shall.” She accepted his hand, and together they stepped out of the room.The opening of Hart’s lab was a small ceremony, but many dignitaries from all over the world welcomed it. After the war, Damor began his work of testing the lab and going through the final reviews. It took him three months, and though he had
Eight months later,“I know you’re there; you can come out of hiding now.” Zera said before turning to the mirror she stood in front of.Diya came out of the spot where she had hidden herself beside the door since her arrival a minute ago.“Zera. Hey.”“This baby might have robbed my other senses, but I still have a strong sense of smell. I sniffed you out the minute you stepped into the hallway.” She said this and turned to Diya in her white dress, which stopped over her knees.Diya looked ready for the day, and here she was, not even recognising herself in her dress. She had chased Aaron out of the room because he kept complimenting her overgrown bump and calling her beautiful. She didn’t feel beautiful, and she felt he only said it to make her feel better. That infuriated her and made her send him to Zion’s room.Davine told her eight months ago at the Hart Lab opening that she was a few weeks pregnant. Of course, she didn’t believe him because she was a sage and also because her bo
“It’s a very important day for your sister. The least you can do is to be happy for her. Put up a fake smile if you must, but please, dear, let go of that frown on your face.” Blood coursed through my veins as I heard the annoying voice of Betty Adams say from right beside me when we entered the chapel. You would think a mother should have her daughter’s back more than anything, but I guess when she loves you the least, that is bound to happen. That is why today, the twenty-first day of March, I am walking my younger sister down the aisle to meet her soon-to-be husband, whom I thought was the love of my life four weeks ago. My story is short. I met Owens Pierce in my first year at the university, where I was studying medicine, and I thought we had something magical. It turned out there was nothing magical about us, and he only used me to get closer to my little sister. I was the fool in my short story, and four weeks ago, when they finally came out and told me the truth, I felt too
I sat across the bar, taking my second glass of martini. This used to be my least favourite drink when I still dated Owens, but today it seemed to be just what I needed. I hadn’t gone home since I left the event hall hours ago. My phone had been blowing up for hours, and I finally put it on do not disturb mode.It was almost eleven at night, and I was at the Paradise Club. I wasn’t interested in joining the dance floor, so I sat at the bar, drinking.I was never a superb dancer; it would not start today. I was still in my maid of honour’s dress with makeup on and wearing my heels. The dress was once a long silk gown touching the ground, and that was how it was when I left Tatiana’s wedding reception. However, I tore the dress hours ago, so now it was just on my knees. I let go of my dirty blonde hair, which was in a neat bun, so it fell over my shoulders.This was me getting out of my comfort zone. If Diya could see me now, she would flip and then cheer me on. I was the cautious one be
I found enough strength and withdrew my hand from his chest, wrapping my other cold hand around it and smiling awkwardly at him. "Thank you, f-for ste....pp....ing in and spe-speak..ing up for me. I k..k... know you didn’t... t have to." I stammered, the hiccups coming in and ruining the flow of my appreciation line. Damn it! He smiled, not fazed by the mess of an appreciation speech I was giving. "You’re welcome. May I sit?" He asked, then raised a brow. His question was more like a statement because the answer would be an automatic yes. Having him stand so close makes me feel giddy, and I knew that would also happen when he sits as well. I bit my lips and nodded. "Sure, you can." He settled on the chair beside me, and the smell of his presence engulfed my mind. It made me think of lustful things, like having his hands on parts of my body that shouldn’t be evaded by just anyone. I needed something strong to take away the nasty thoughts clouding my head. The martini was nice, bu
“Well, you don’t have any memory after that because you hit your head against the bar counter. You dropped your phone while trying to dial it, and when you tried to reach for it, you bumped your head against the counter and passed out.” He explained. “Why did you bring me here, then? Why didn’t you just call my friend and have her come take me home?” I crossed my arms over my chest.“I did three times, but she didn’t answer the phone, and I just couldn’t leave you at the club, passed out drunk. That would be reckless and dangerous. So I brought you home with me.”A man who cared about my safety surely wouldn’t take advantage of me. There was only one way to know. I pressed my lips together, knowing the next question I wanted to ask and feeling hesitant about it. “So, did anything happen between us?” “No, nothing did. You were unconscious. Only a monster would want to take advantage of that. You slept through the night, and I slept in my room.”Relief washed over me at his reply. I
I got down from the stool and made my way to the bedroom, where my bag, phone, and clothes were. I dipped my hand into my bag and brought out my phone. Then I turned it on to see a few missed calls and three unread messages on my W******p. I took a quick look to see that one message was a long rant from Betty. The stunt I pulled yesterday must have really pissed her off. I could tell her message revolved around how she wished she had swallowed me instead. And that would not be the worst thing she’d ever said to me.I tapped on my call icon on the screen and went through the call history and saw three missed calls from Lionel, two from Diya, and one from Betty.My eyes caught the outgoing calls, and I saw I had called Diya three times last night. Aaron spoke the truth when he said he had called my friend but had no luck reaching her because I didn’t make these calls.I tapped on Diya’s name and dialled her number. Unlike the other times last night, this one was successful, and her radia