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
MIA’S POVI couldn’t held back my tears anymore and cried. Davon and I were never separated since he came out of the notebook. This is the first and I prayed it would be the last. “Hey, it’s okay. Davon will come and visit you when he get the time. I’m sure he will,” Nixon said to comfort me. “Will he? I don’t think Victor would allow him. He’s very tenacious earlier.”“The king is always like that. He was just looking out for Davon. Besides, this is for his own good.”My phone rang. I was so quick to answer it, and I’m glad I did.“Davon,” I sobbed hearing his voice.“Mia, please don’t cry. I knew you’ll crying that’s why I called.”“I can’t help it. I am used to having your around, protecting me. It never occur to me that we would be apart,” I wailed like a child. It was embarrassing to do it, but that was how I feel. I don’t care what Nixon and Theo think. That was my love life anyway.“I’ll come and visit every weekend. That’s my promise. Just please stop crying. It hurts me hea
DAVON'S POVVictor changed. The calm, sweet brother I once had is now very moody and rude. The empire he built was one of the country's most powerful business chains and famous. He's a top-notch businessman and is respected in the field. I never doubted him, but the new world he's living in is far from the world we grew up with. Today, it's all about competition. Victor aimed to stay at the top no matter what. "Brother, welcome to our mansion.""Whoa! This is your house?" I was looking at the three-story house towering over me. The Venetian design was classical and intricate. "Correction, our house. What's mine is yours. Come, I'll show you around."Our pack was residing in one compound customized by Victor. It was a ten-hectare land where they could roam freely like our land in town. Our pack had many new faces, and we were growing in numbers. The elders immediately recognized me when Victor showed me around. They were amazed seeing how I stayed young after all these years. Eve
DAVON'S POV"Victor, can I have a word, please?" I caught his attention after the ritual. He was eluding me all night and busied himself talking to our people. "Yes, brother. Oh, the council would like to have a meeting with you. I have already set the time tomorrow, and it would be, ah," Victor turned to his secretary for the schedule, "Ah! Morning. That's right. What is it, brother?" "I understand that all this training and meetings are vital for our pack and the empire you built, but I really need time to go back to the town and see Mia."Victor hissed and dismissed his secretary. He urged me to see him in his office. I looked around and called Alfred to remind him about his job. A personal butler's life is to be with their masters under one roof. That was one of the rules that will never change.Also, I changed the way he addressed me. Your Highness seemed absurd in this modern world, and I prefer to be called sir. Nevertheless, it will not determine my position. I am still the k
DAVON’S POVTwenty missed calls from Mia and ten from Theo. We were in a hurry this morning and I forgot my phone in my room. It was past midnight when I remembered that I have to call Mia. The burial took time since the investigation was carry on first. The family of the deceased insist on laying him to rest in spite our advise to give it some time until we solve the case. But who are we to decide. I called Mia back, but she didn’t pick up, so I presumed that she was already sleeping. The signal was interrupted at the moment. Some of my calls couldn’t get through.“Can’t sleep, Davon?” Victor saw me in the balcony. One of his Ln“No. I forgot to call Mia earlier. She was waiting for me,” I raised my phone up to secure the signal despite the perfect reception. “Maybe she’s already sleeping. Call her again tomorrow. Go to sleep, brother. You have a lot of work to do tomorrow.”“Brother, wait. I know you give me this day to visit Mia but the incident got in the way, can I still visi
VICTOR’S POVDavon left his phone on the dining table. He always does, and every time, Mia calls. I’ve deleted some of her call logs and messages. Davon didn’t notice it and still waits for Mia to contact him again, but I am always here to do my part.“Hmm, she is relentless. I guess my brother needs a new phone,” I took Davon’s phone and told my assistant to dispose it. He need a new and expensive model anyway. The old one was cheap and outdated. As my brother, and king, he need things that would define his status in life. Mia is only a distraction. Few days later, Davon kept on searching for his phone. Just in time for me to give my welcome gift shall I say. “Brother,” I handed him the new Iphone14, “Stop searching for your old phone. I took the liberty to buy you a new one for since it has been days since you lost your phone.”“Thank you, brother, but I cannot replace my phone. I think I missed lace it around the house. I will find it.”“But I insist. As king, you should have yo