LOGIN~Adrian~Austin rushed into my room before I could walk out of the door.“Alpha, the southside armies are attacking soon; we need to be careful." Austin explained, catching his breath like he had been running for an hour.I frowned, staring at him in confusion.“And where did you get the information from?" “This.” He pulled out a white wrapped piece of paper."An anonymous letter from an unknown source”I stared blankly at the paper in his hands, refusing to touch it.“An anonymous letter from an unknown source?” I echoed, walking back to the stool to take my seat.“Explain more on what you just said, Austin; I didn't get it." Austin followed me to the front of the stool and tucked the paper back into his pocket."This later was found in the pack's box by the messenger, and he brought it straight to me.” He pointed to himself, trying hard to make me understand."I read the description on the letter, and it isn't directed to anyone in particular, so I decided to go through the letter
~Emilia~“Just wait here, Ivy. I will be right back." I stood up and was about to taking a step towards the door when I felt a hand on my wrist.Ivy held my wrists tightly and pulled me back to the bed.She shook her head wildly. "He is the Alpha of this pack, Luna Emilia. You dare not confront him for any reason," Ivy said and then stood up."He has every right to punish whomever he wants to punish. He is the Alpha." Ivy pleaded and held my other hand.“It was all my fault, though. I ordered the cloth myself and even allowed you to wear it to the meeting.” She broke down."It's clearly my fault; I caused it," Ivy cried.I gently freed my hands from her grip and gently dropped them on her shoulders."Stop blaming yourself, Ivy. I asked you to pick my cloth yourself, remember?" I explained and helped her sit back on my bed."I should be the one to take the blame in this situation and not you; you don't deserve any of these Ivies, you don't.” I sighed and then stood up again, but Ivy
~Adrian~My heart melted the moment I saw Emilia run past the door. She was completely terrified at the scene she met here.I dropped the gun almost immediately; she shouldn't have seen me in this position.Pointing a gun at someone, and worst still, Ivy, her personal guard.The scene left me in disarray, and I dismissed Ivy immediately.I didn't want to confront Emilia directly because of the dress she wore and that is why I called Ivy.She was her personal servant and should be accountable for everything that is related to her.And that is why I called her in here to tell me the exact reason she allowed Emilia to wear that dress for the meeting. And I was sure she saw the mark on her body after she wore the dress.I headed back to the stool and sat down gently, recalling the way Darius stared at that mark disgustingly, like I married a piece of trash with no value.Emilia must have worn that gown intentionally. She just wanted Darius to see that mark on her body.Like Ivy said, she
~Emilia~I emptied my purse for the fifth time to make sure I searched it properly before concluding.And still the paper wasn't there, and I was sure I dropped it back before going to the shower.I decided to check the couch, where I dropped the purse before leaving, and still I found nothing.I dropped to my knees and looked under the couch, but still no trace of the paper.I pushed the couch forward and looked behind it, and it wasn't there. I went back to the dresser and randomly looked around, still no sign of it.I hissed and gave up in the search. The papers were obviously not here, and Ivy should be the one to answer for it.I tapped my feet impatiently on the floor, my hands on my waist as I fixed my eyes on the door.I heard faint footsteps, and I waited to see if it was Ivy. Minutes passed and the steps faded completely and no one came in or knocked on my door.I hissed again, but loudly this time, and went to sit on my bed.Would it be true that Ivy searched my purse and
~Emilia~I pushed the door open, ran in, and jammed the door again. I lay back on the floor, blinking away the tear that already trickled down.How could Adrian say that? He called the mark disgusting, just like Ava did all these years.That very incident I witnessed only brought back sad memories.I have been consequently bullied while in school during school days and made to hate myself just because of this very mark.I thought I had finally gotten over this scandal of the mark; I least expected it from Adrian.The way he twisted his face in disgust when he said those words made my heart bleed.I wiped off the tears that I wasn't able to blink back earlier and head to sit on my couch.My body shook as I recalled the way Adrian held the gun steady on Ivy's face. He held it steady and was ready to pull the trigger on Ivy's head.I was glad to have stumbled into their discussion, at least; I just saved someone.I didn't know the reason why Adrian was yelling earlier.I only came in
Third POV,“Don't just waste my time, Ivy, or I'll blow off your head." Alpha Adrian grinned and raised the gun to her head.Ivy was shrinking in fear but held her gaze to hide her nervousness."I will just say this for the last time: don't ever make me repeat my words.” He said and held down the gun.He walked back to the stool, sat down, and dropped the gun on his leg.“Go on, speak. What is your duty as her personal servant?" Ivy opened her mouth to speak again but was choked by the smoke from the cigarette.She dared not cough it out again; she swallowed it, suppressing the urge to cough or risk her life.“To take care of her. Everything about her." She forced the words out of her mouth amidst the strong stench of smoke.Adrian nodded slowly, then stomped out the smoke in the remaining cigarette in his hand."To take care of her, everything about her.” He repeated the exact words. Then he walked back to his desk and dropped the gun, then walked up to where Ivy stood.They were i
~Adrian~I couldn't focus on the piles of documents on my desk. I had tried taking my mind off her and concentrating at work today, but it isn't working out.Her face continuously played in my memory whenever I tried to.I was shocked when I saw her in the dining room this morning. It seemed like
~Emilia~It wouldn't be bad if I tried to find out the person behind the texts. This was the second time she was sending this text with Adrian's picture and it shouldn't be ignored.It would have been easier to find her if I’d told Adrian. But right now, we don't even speak to each other, and I bar
~ Emilia ~I hated the fact that I had to accept that not seeing Adrian for two days affected me so badly.Not like I wanted to speak to him, but I just wanted to see his face. It kind of made my day.The past two days have been off. I woke up late in the morning and sometimes had my meals in my ro
~Adrian~“Nyx!” I said aloud, my eyes not leaving the picture.The same girl that kidnapped Emilia. She is behind the broken vase and also the false medication."Nyx," I said again. I crouched down to his level and pulled his ear before snapping the picture at his face. “Where can I find her?" H







