"You mean nothing to me anymore," he spat, his eyes held nothing but disgust as he stared at me, dead in the eyes. "I, Malik Dimitri, Alpha of Blue Moon pack, hereby reject you, Selina Anderson as my mate and future Luna," he affirmed, sending stabs of pain through my already torn heart, slicing it into a million tiny pieces. "As for the punishment for your crime, henceforth, you are no longer a member of this pack, and that means you can never show your face anywhere around here anymore," My entire existence flashed before my eyes, the world seemed to collapse around me, as if everything was crumbling and pulling me into a void. No matter how much effort I put in, I couldn’t stop myself from sinking deeper. Except for the tiny little heartbeat I could feel beneath my belly, horrifically flashing back to a few moments back when I found out I was pregnant. For Malik. ** A week ago, Alpha Malik had discovered that I was his mate after years of fruitless search, nothing had ever felt so right in my life. But then, doom came knocking on my door the night he was going to announce our union to everyone. That same night, I had woken up after a short nap, with a strange man laying naked beside me, and Alpha Malik, my mate standing tall over us, fury ringing in his eyes.
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"Move faster, you sluggish little thing!" The chief maid growled at me, roughly poking me at the back as we proceeded towards the Beta Nicholas's house, with a few of the other selected house maids, like myself. It was the third day of the week, and ofcourse cleaning up the pack's Alpha and Beta's houses was a task never to be skipped. Despite the hose mistress's vile words, I was extremely overjoyed to be picked among the bunch of maids to clean up Beta Nicholas's house instead of the Alpha's house. Alpha Malik was my worst nightmare. I've avoided him like plaque all my life, it has been rumored that he detests weak people, all he wanted was active subjects who would protect the pack even in his absence. While the policy was undoubtedly admirable, it did however not favour people like me who were born weak. In order to avoid further humiliation, I tried my possible best to stay off his path no matter what it takes. A brief introduction. My name is Selina Anderson, and I just turned eighteen a couple of days back, but yet to find out who my mate was. It was beginning to trouble me, I mean, it was the usual tradition to be able to feel your mate or have them attracted and drawn to you once you are eighteen right? I couldn't help but wonder why mine was different, could I be mateless? Or my mate already secretly found me but doesn't want to have anything to do with me? Could it be because I am a weak omega who could only bring nothing but shame? A million possible reasons ran through my head. I wasn't exactly looking forward to it since it won't change anything, I was only curious to find out who it could be. Nothing seemed to fall in place for me since the death of my parents, I was loathed by everyone and I had no friends, who would want to have anything to do with a weak omega? I had only one way of survival, and that was by working as a maid not only at the Palace but serving everyone at the pack too. I wasn't bothered since I could feed and also have access to medicines, shelter and other basic necessities, so yeah, I am contented. Well, that is pretty much the little story of my existence, nothing spectacular. You surely have seen. Just as we got to Beta Nicholas's house, the rest of the maids were quick to spread themselves out, and in a split second, every corner of the house was claimed by each of them. It was usually like that because once you delayed and the entire task is taken, you'll be surely taken to another location. I was at the brink of panicking when my gaze landed on the sizeable bowl containing a decent amount of soapy water and rag. I had carried it all the way from the maids quarters, hence the floor is mine to claim; well so I thought, not until one swift move and the bowl was in the hands of another. "Hey, give that back!" I tried to protest, but the house mistress was quick to jump to the scene. "What is the noise about?" "The bowl is mine to use, she took it from me." Tears were beginning to well up in my eyes, at this point, but I tried to hold it in. "Well, she has it now, and she does quite well with floor mopping." My heartbeat accelerated as I feared hearing her next words. "I guess you'll be fixed somewhere else then, but judging that you have been cheated, I suppose I could be a little merciful." No! This is not happening. "I haven't assigned anyone to Alpha Malik's room, you'll take that, for the next one week, it's barely unkept, so you'll have a less difficult time handling it." I felt my breath become heavy and the walls of the room spun in different directions setting my head in a hassle. "No ma'am, please can I do something else? I'll do anything." My voice quivered as I spoke, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. "You should be grateful, now off you go." She spat, turning around and stormed off. My entire world seemed to be collapsing around me. How could I possibly clean Alpha Malik's room for a week consecutively without running into him? I have taken great lengths to make sure I stayed off his path my entire years in this pack, to avoid any encounter that could lead to humiliation, or worse, sanction. Why is this happening now? "Hey, why the tears, you should be glad for such opportunity." I suddenly heard a voice behind me and I turned to see one of the maids, Nora. standing beside me, an excited grin on her face. She seemed quite excited and an idea suddenly struck me. We could totally switch places! I mean she looked like she would do anything to be in the position that I am right now. "You know that we could switch places right? You seem like you want to clean Alpha Malik's room." I offered and a wide smile broke out on her face. Then it suddenly crumpled into a sad frown. "That would have been possible if it was last week when house mistress wasn't on duty, she's very much invested today in checking every duty post, she's gonna find out and we'll be in trouble." She shrugged. I nodded my head slowly and dragged my gaze to the floor feeling bashful. There's no way out for me at this point I guess, the only option was to face the situation heads on. "Hey, if it makes you feel any better, Alpha Malik never returns to his room till late in the day, most times when I'm in charge of his room, I never run into him despite how slow I clean," she added. My face suddenly lit up in a grateful smile. Well, I guess there might be a little hope for me, maybe I can do this without colliding with him.Eva's POV.My eyelids felt heavy, as if weighed down by the weight of the last few days, but somehow I managed to force them open.And a sharp gasp almost fled my mouth. There he was.Nicklaus.Sitting at the edge of the bed, leaning toward me, his elbows on his knees, his hands clenched together, his gaze fixed on me like I was the most fragile thing in the world, his eyes rimmed with fatigue and worry.For a moment, I thought I was dreaming. After all these days, after the storm I’d been drowning in, seeing him here felt too good.. too impossible to be real.“Nicklaus…” I whispered, my voice hoarse, barely more than air. My heart felt like it would burst from my chest. Was he really here?His face softened even more, if that was even possible and his hand reached out, his fingers brushing my hair back from my damp forehead.“Shh,” he said gently. “Don’t speak yet. Just… rest.”“No,” I croaked, my throat tight with tears I could barely hold back. “I.. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have let
Eva's POV.The morning sun streamed in through the curtains, but all I felt was cold, the space in the bed beside me was empty. I didn’t even have to open my eyes to know that. I had felt it all night, the emptiness, the absence that grew heavier with every passing hour.I turned my head anyway, as if somehow, by some miracle, I might see him there. But no. The sheets on his side were untouched.He hadn’t come back.I stared at the ceiling, my chest tight, my heart heavy in my ribs. I’d waited. God, I’d waited all night, listening for the soft sound of the door opening, for the weight of him slipping beneath the covers. But the room had remained silent, the door unopened and the bed cold.Nicklaus was angry. I knew that, he’d been angry before, but never like this, and this time, it was my fault.I let out a shaky breath and sat up, my hands clutching the blanket as if it could offer me some comfort. My reflection in the mirror across the room was pale, my hair ruffled from tossing an
Eva's POV.The ride back to our chambers was quiet, too quiet, pressing down on me with every bump. Neither of us said a word to each other, the tension between us growing bigger with every inch away from the ballroom.I kept my gaze ahead, refusing to look at him. I didn’t trust myself if I did.Just as the carriage stopped at the front porch of our house, I quickly stepped down and without waiting for him to climb down too, I headed inside. When I reached the room, I went straight to the dressing table, my fingers fumbling with the clasp of my earrings. The gemstones in this situation now felt heavy, like weights pulling me down, and the reflection in the mirror, a reflection I barely recognized... only made my chest tighten further.This wasn't about lady Isabella's words, it was far from that, I was already past letting her get to me. This was entirely about him, of more about Nuela.I could see him in the glass, standing by the door, watching me in still silence.But it didn’t
Eva's POV.I thought I had prepared myself.I had given permission, after all. I’d told myself that it was just a dance. That it meant nothing. That I wasn’t going to be the jealous wife standing in the corner, fuming while her husband danced with another woman. No. That wasn’t me. I wasn’t going to let Nuela get under my skin.But as I stood there, watching her lead him to the center of the floor, my stomach churned with a rage that I couldn’t even begin to explain.The way she smiled at him, the way she placed her hand on his arm as if she owned him, God, I could feel the heat in my chest rise. Her fingers brushed against his skin, and I nearly choked on the knot forming in my throat. And that smile, so smug, so full of knowing.I had allowed it.No, I let it happen. But I couldn’t get rid of the feeling that I had been played, that I was just a pawn in some ridiculous game. She was using me.Her eyes flicked over her shoulder at me as they reached the dance floor, that same victori
Eva's POV.The maids had done their work well. Too well, I almost thought. I stood before the mirror, The gown was perfect. Elegant. Far too beautiful, perhaps. The bodice, a delicate lace embroidered with gold, hugged me tightly, extending softly to the floor.But it wasn’t the dress that held my attention.It was me. Or rather, how I looked.My skin had a radiant glow and my dark hair flowed in soft waves over my shoulders, a few strands left loose to frame my face. The makeup was subtle, just enough to emphasize the sharpness of my features, the natural flush of my cheeks, the slight upturn of my lips. But it was all... too much. Too perfect.a knock suddenly came on the door.“My lady?”It was one of the maids. “His Highness is waiting for you,” she said."I'll be with him shortly." I replied. As I made my way to the door, I paused, catching a glimpse of myself once more. What would Nicklaus think when he saw me?But I had no time to dwell on it. I took a deep breath, straight
Eva's POV.I’d been awake for a while.Not wide eyed and alert, just… existing. Eyes half open, staring at the carvings in the ceiling, following the curves of the wood like they might reveal some answer to the question still crawling under my skin.Nuela.I hated how her name sat in my mind like a splinter. Not even a sharp one. Just dull and persistent.Who was she really to Nicklaus? Could she truly be just the past? A closed chapter, no bookmarks left behind?Or was she a pause in a sentence waiting to finish?The thought alone made my stomach turn.And yet, here I was, still laid across the bed, pretending like I wasn’t still playing every moment from the garden over and over in my head.The way she had looked at him, and the way she absolutely didn't spare me a second glance. A knock suddenly snapped me out of it.“My lady?” came a gentle voice, Elsin, one of the quarter maids. “His highness requests your presence in the dining room. Breakfast is served.”My heart gave a traito
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