Alpha Michael's POV; "Why have you chosen to take her back in? After what she did to you? She left you for another man!" I was seated in my throne room, watching Peter prance around why he yelled and yelled over everything and nothing. He had the guts to pay me a visit even after I had warned him, even after it was so obvious that he had been the one to mastermind it all. He was still alive and standing here because I was yet to find any evidence against him. My full suspect was Jennifer and if no dirt was found on her, he was going to be the next person to go after. "Brother," He walked up to me and I stood to my feet. "The divorce papers are missing for your own good. It is obvious that the moon goddess doesn't want you calling off the divorce. She left you when she should have stayed so let her pay for her sins." "You know," I began, walking in the direction of the small table standing on the far end of the dais. "For someone who has always hated me right bef
Catherine's POV: I had gotten a text message from Doctor John this morning, asking for us to meet at one of the coffee shops close by because he had something important to tell me. That message had gone un-replied for hours and I blocked the thought out, engaging myself in other activities like making it a point of duty to take care of the children and serve them breakfast. Jason had been so happy when he woke up to his new Lego plastics. It had him extremely elated and he had talked about nothing but hai Lego until Julia yelled at him to keep shut. It had been awkward and amusing at the same time but I chose to keep quiet, knowing fully well that she was that way because she had gotten a Barbie doll which she hated so terribly. I knew my daughter and I knew that she cared for Michael because she wouldn't have gotten so mad that Jason had gotten the perfect gift while she got something she terribly hated. It was my duty to make her see the good in him. She was a
Alpha Michael's POV: The next morning, I decided to spend the rest of my day at the company. I hadn't been around for several days as I had been occupied by a lot. Once again, I'd left the Palace without seeing Catherine. I had gotten information that she had gone out yesterday with a sundress. I had no idea why but I guessed she needed some time alone to enjoy the solitude so I had no issues with that. On my arrival at the company, I was greeted warmly once again by my staff and this time, I returned a stiff nod each time they greeted and waved at a few who were closer to me than the others. My office was cleaned up properly and the smell of wood, charcoal and coffee wafted into my nose. It was a relaxing scent and for once in a long time, I was glad to be here in my office. Jennifer was yet to appear at the office and I wasn't so bothered. As we weren't going to talk anyway. After this arrest, I believed she was going to keep to herself. I spent most of m
Catherine's POV: After my meeting with John yesterday, I had been slightly disturbed by it all. Having to sit and listen to him turn me away from Michael had been more annoying than I expected it to be. I knew he was in love with me and wanted to take care of me but it was getting too much. Talking about Michael was something he couldn't stay without doing and somehow, it was putting me off. But I tried not to think too much about it. Why was he so invested in him so much? Also, the lights that had flashed in our direction for that split moment were suspicious as hell. There was something definitely off about it and I honestly couldn't tell what. I had tried not to think about it but it was impossible to do so. When I returned home yesterday, Michael was out so I spent time with the kids while absentmindedly going back to my date with John. I probably shouldn't have gone to see him. Well, it has happened. There was no need to lament about spilled milk. T
Alpha Michael's POV; "How is she doing, Doctor?" "She's getting better. Her sickness wasn't so serious. She must have caught the flu but she is doing well right now." After loitering for over an hour, news finally came. Catherine was fast asleep with Jason cuddled into her. I gave them one last look before walking into the ward with the doctor. Julia was awake and she was watching a cartoon on the television. I stood by the door, watching her with a smile as she snacked on crackers. "She looks well indeed. When will she be discharged?" "Tonight, if possible," The doctor replied. "But she will be taking a few medications. You will get the prescription from the front desk on your way out so you can get it from the dispensary." "Thank you, Doctor. We will be leaving tonight." I replied. "I'll leave you to her then." As soon as the doctor left, I stood by the door for a while, watching as she ate from her bag of chips and laughed before I walked into the r
Catherine POV:There was something off about Michael. He'd been quiet the whole time, only answering to sleepy Jason who kept asking him questions. Even when we were taking Julia's prescriptions, he had lost a lot, not even hearing most of my questions and all of that. “Michael?" "Yeah?" He whipped his head to look at me. "What's up?" "Uhm, nothing," I muttered. "I wanted to ask something but she already got clarity." "You sure?" He asked and I nodded. The rest of the drive remained in silence and I kept watching him from time to time. Julia fell asleep and he made it a point of duty to take her up to her bed. I followed after him with Jason holding my hand and when I tucked him into bed, I went in search of Michael who had already left Julia's room and I found him in the kitchen, sipping from a glass of orange juice. A pill bottle was on the kitchen island. “Michael?" He turned to look at me and gently placed the cup on the counter before he slipped the pill bottle into hi
Catherine’s POV: The next morning, I am awake really early. Julia is awake when I slip into her room and Jason is right beside her with a glass of milk. Frowning, I shut the door behind me. "Jason, where did you get milk from?" He pulls away from Julia and gently places the cup on the table beside him. "Dad. He was here this morning to give Julia sown milk but she refused until I came." Then he looks at Julia who doesn't look the least bothered. "I don't know why she keeps being hard on him. He's so nice to us and even tries to spend time with us but she doesn't seem to like it." Sighing, I take a seat beside Julia so that the both of us are flanking her. "I think we need to give her time. Julia, you shouldn't be hard on him all the time. He's nice to you and to us all. I know you don't like him but do have respect for him at least?" A knock sounded on the door before anyone else could say anything. Pushing to my feet, I walked to the door and pulled it open. A m
Catherine’s POV: At exactly thirty minutes past nine, I am already dressed. My ivory dress stops above my knees but isn't too indecent to show skin. According to the dress maker, she said Michael didn't want me wearing a ball gown as it was just a dinner get together. It was why we chose this dress. It was beautiful. It shone under the light in its ivory glory and the golden sequins were cast against the walls in the most beautiful shade I'd ever seen. My makeup was impeccable, pristine and commanding respect. Even with a red lipstick on, it made me look very much respectable and I loved the cherry bubble lipgloss she lined over the pale brown lipstick. My hair was combed up on a chignon bun, glimmering under the lights that lined my room walls. I looked so beautiful. So beautiful and when I stepped my feet into my ivory pumps, I knew I was here to rule tonight. All the nervousness escaped my body and was replaced by this intense feeling of confidence. I knew I was going to t