LOGINAmelia's POV I hadn't expected the question from Lucas, so I had no time to think about the right answer. But I answered anyway."No." The words came out and it was too late to take it back.Not like I would anyway.I admit I might be trembling a bit, which was normal for someone that just watched the man she would fuck even in her sleep kill someone like he's nothing but a cockroach. But what isn't normal is that whatever I'd just seen didn't make me scared of him.I don't stand around and let someone I'm scared of touch me when I have every chance and opportunity to run without a backward glance.Desperation does a lot of things to someone. Like imagining there wasn't just one person but two with you within the walls of an abandoned restroom where you were locked in.But then I remembered having a dream before this. In the dream, I heard locks clicking, the blurry image of someone that seemed very much like Lucas, a twinge of desperation as he called my name, hoping I would talk t
Amelia's POV That was literally the most brutal scene I've ever witnessed in my entire life and I don't even know if I should be relieved that Lucas could defend himself so effortlessly or terrified that he killed someone so gruesomely without a single form of remorse or regret.That's even saying too much because there wasn't so much as a flinch when he dragged that needle out of the guy's eyes and also none when he stabbed him in the neck to complete the entire murder mission.Everyone in the room looked scared out of their fucking skin, even down to Damian. He literally had his jaw in the fucking ground for the past three minutes.The only person who looked slightly normal was former Alpha Victor and it's kind of giving me the vibe of a father that knows his son too well to be surprised by anything he does. But I knew that was very far from the truth obviously.The arguments they just had right in front of me weren't the kind a son would have with his father unless they really hav
Lucas’ POV The moment my supposed excuse of a father raised his hand at Amelia, I saw red. In every fucking dimension.I acted purely on impulse… maybe even reflex. My hand shot out so fast, no one saw it coming. Then I held that hand of his in a death grip.How dare he try to hit her? And no less, right in front of me?!A big fucking mistake on his path, if you ask me.“What the hell are you doing, Lucas?” My father, Former Alpha Victor thundered, trying to no avail to snatch his hand from my grip.“That's a question I should be asking you, don't you think, old man?” I asked, raising a questioning brow at him, as my fingers tightened angrily around his grip. “Trying to hit a woman in broad daylight, without a single twinge of shame clawing at your conscience?”“Who are you to preach about conscience to anyone, Lucas?” he asked“I might not be capable of preaching about conscience to anyone else, but to you, no one is above that duty, Father. Fucking hell…” I yelled, cursing as my th
Amelia’s POV I woke up to multiple notification noises from my phone. It was annoyingly continuous, you'd think a zombie apocalypse broke out and I was just here sleeping when I should be running for my life.I grabbed the phone from my nightstand and went through each of the notifications, in the order of the ones that caught my attention first.But the more I checked out the words, the more it made no sense.‘Isn’t it the first time the company would be under investigation?’‘They always claim to be the high Royal family above any investigations, what changed?’‘It was an inside order, obviously. No one unrelated to the royal family can make that happen’‘That’s crazy!’Days and days of being overdramatic and all it takes to calm her fucking nerves is an order to go out to the company with Gabriela and I? It seemed hilarious and ridiculous at first. But I didn't think I could say the same after seeing her walk out of the house all dressed and dolled up like a goddess… No, I didn't
Amelia's POV The first thing that seeped into my subconsciousness were voices… Two. Both males.While one sounded strange, the other was a voice I recognized too well.Perhaps I was dreaming.Desperation does a lot of things to someone. Like imagining there wasn't just one person but two with you within the walls of an abandoned restroom where you were locked in.But then I remembered having a dream before this. In the dream, I heard locks clicking, the blurry image of someone that seemed very much like Lucas, even the twinge of desperation as he called my name, hoping I would talk to him, and a blinding light that forced my eyes back closed.But it seemed so real, so realistic that I could feel his touch. I could feel him pulling me out of that horrid darkness.And I embraced the light, even though immune systems “I should fucking murder that bastard” Lucas muttered under his breath, so quietly I wouldn't have heard it if my head had pounded a little louder. Another tear drop esc
Amelia's POV Damian's angry voice followed me, yelling at me to stop as I walked out of his sight but I didn't even spare him a single glance. 'Since when has our Alpha become this soft and indecisive?' I heard the murmur as I walked out of the general office and a tiny smile grazed my lips. "Since he realized that his only true wife was Amelia Crosswyn for as long as he refused to grant me those signed divorce papers." I answered within myself, my smile widening. 'I know right? The Alpha I knew would have her executed on the spot for showing him the slightest bit of disrespect' another whisper flew past. 'Beats me...' If they're gossiping this much right in front of their supposed scary Alpha, what would they do if they found out I was going to his office to relax my nerves like the Queen I was? It took me three minutes altogether to get to Damian's office and make myself feel completely at home, without his permission. Something I could never dare to do even when our marria







