MIA'S POVAunt Criselda and Grandma allowed Davon to stay in their house. They didn't even oblige him to pay any rent but instead helped them tending their garden during his free time. Still, Davon insists on giving them his share of the expenses. Being kind to him and letting a stranger stay in their humble home means a lot to Davon. Tending the garden wasn't enough to repay them. "You're in a good mood," Davon hummed while arranging the books."Why shouldn't I? Life is great, my mate.""Hahaha, really? Tell me," I propped my chin on the counter, facing him. "Because I want to ask you out on a date later if that's okay with you," he leaned closer and rubbed her nose on my nose.Davon was actually learning some natural human ways now. I'm impressed with how he blossomed these past few months. "A date, and where are you going?" "It's a secret. It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you," he winked seductively and climbed to the second floor. My mind was floating for our first date. I
MIA'S POV Davon wore a business suit when I arrived at the Italian Restaurant he chose for our first date. The first thing that came to my mind when he called was waffle. It was his favorite human food, so I thought we were going to stroll in the mall. Gladly, I wore a black mini-dress that hugged my curve. Somehow matching Davon's business looks surprises me. "This place looks expensive. Are you sure we are going on a date here?" "Relax. It was less expensive than you think. I got this," I clung to Davon's arm walking inside, and he was right. The restaurant was budget friendly. Only the ambiance makes it classy. Perfect place for me to tell Davon about his brother. I have been avoiding the conversation about finding his pack. I was also happy that Davon forgot about them as the day went by. But if Nixon was Victor Maddox's brother, he had the right to see him. After so many years of being trapped inside the notebook, he's finally going home. Since Davon needed to learn th
MIA’S POV“Nixon, why do you want me to lie to Davon, huh? I thought you want him to reunite with his brother? Why change your mind?” I immediately confronted Nixon, meeting him in school. “Hear me out. I know I urged you to tell Davon about his pack, but first, I need to consult my Dad.”“What? I can call Victor Maddox myself,” I turned around to walk away, but Nixon stopped me. “No, Mia, wait,” Nixon moved on front of me, “I don’t want to shock the werewolf society. Davon is the last living Lycan. His kind is a legend. Exist in past. Let me think it first, please.”Well, Nixon got some point there. But Davon was excited to see his brother again. I don’t think I could persuade his mind. “Fine. Call me when everyone is ready. I’ll think of some excuse for Davon”“Thank you,” Nixon put his hands together and leave hurriedly. Theo saw us talking and asked. Even he was stunned to know about Victor Maddox. Not only he was famous, but also rich and influential. Davon is one of the eli
MIA'S POV "Daddy!" I ran to my father, wrapping my arms around him. Never did I imagine seeing him again. I thought he had forgotten about me forever. He changed a lot and is sober now. The rehab was good for him. "Oh, Mia, my baby girl!" Dad said in tears, hugging me tight. "I thought I never see you again!" I cried. The last memory I had with my Dad flashes back in my mind. "I'm so sorry, Mia. It took me a while to come back, but I am here now, and I'm never leaving you again." This is the day I've been waiting for my whole life. Growing up without a father and an abusive stepfather was a battle emotionally and physically. I never dreamt of a perfect family, just a complete one. Although we may not be complete, at least I have a Mom and a Dad. That was all I was asking. "Oh, Dad, please don't leave me again." "Never again, my baby girl." We really want to catch up, but Mom would suspect if I went home late. Dad gave me his number and promised to call the next day to meet him
NIXON'S POVDad was scheduled to return to the mainland the following day. He didn't talk about him visiting Kia's mom. I had yet to tell him about Davon, but the urgency of the matter requires immediate attention. And Davon was adamant about meeting Victor Maddox. If he returned to his family, I would have a chance with Mia. "Dad, can I have a word?" I went to Dad's office. He dismissed his meeting with the pack's guards and hunters to attend to me. The meeting tackled all the concerns anyway."What is it aon? If you ask me about Mia's mom again, I will still give you the same answer," Dad put away the files scattered on his desk."No, it's not about her." Dad gestured to the seat across his desk, "Remember the legend about the Lycan King?" "The bedtime stories, yes. What about it?" Dad was taking notes about what we needed for the pack's supplies."I don't think that's not just some bedtime stories.""What are you talking about? Legends are real. We all know that. If you came here
MIA’S POV“Indeed she is. Now,” Faustus face Davon, “About meeting Victor. I have a plan, and I hope you will comply to it, my King.”It was so awkward how Faustus address Davon as king. He bowed his head every time and spoke with cautious. “Why do you need a plan? Just take me to Victor and I’m sure he’ll be delighted to see me.” One thing that I also noticed with Davon, he spoke with conviction around werewolves. It comes out naturally. As if every cell of his body knows he’s the king, showing dominance and power. “Things change a lot here, my king. I hope you understand,” Faustus explained with a chuckle. “I’m aware of that, and please, quit saying my king. No one calls me that for many decades.”“Alright then. I shall arrange the meeting. I’ll tell you when I come up with the plan,” Faustus took Davon’s phone number and asked him where he stays. He was surprised to know that Davon was working in a library, and offered to pay his abode. But Davon declined the offer. He
MIA'S POV"A spy? I don't think there's anything to spy about my Dad," I objected annoyingly. Faustus didn't push his plan and catch up with Davon. Davon noticed my irritation and asked me to go home. Anyway, Faustus will give him a call when it's time to meet his brother. "Are you going to tell your Dad about us?" Davon felt worried. "Maybe not this time. We just reconnected after so many years. Right now, I don't know where our meeting will go."You should start giving it a thought. Your Dad is not just an ordinary person. I may not know him, but judging from the feedback of the werewolves, he sure is not a fan of my kind."The inauguration would be in two weeks. I still have time to talk to my Dad and ask him myself. Werewolves are very much concerned about him taking over as the leader of the Legion. I'm sensing that this is not some simple argument. It's a feud. Mom was still in the kitchen drinking some wine when I got home. She looked burnt out and problematic. It all starte
MIA'S POV "You look the same, brother," Victor was sizing Davon. He looked young in the picture but relatively older in person. His gray hair was visible up close, and his hairline receded slightly, causing his forehead to look a little pronounced. The wrinkles on his face marked as he smiled and squinted. "When did you get freed? You were cursed, right? How did you…." "Mia," Davon held my hand and introduced me to Victor as his mate. He invited us to his office and ordered his secretary to bring some drinks for us. Victor couldn't take his eyes off me and often called me Laura, which I countlessly corrected. "My God, you look exactly like her, like she is alive with us. Except for the hair color. Laura got red hair while yours is brown." "That was my reaction. I thought she was Laura. It feels like she was resurrected, but she's not. She's my Mia," Davon kissed my hand. I felt awkward and glanced at Victor. I swear I saw his face go dim. He looked down to conceal it and pr