ANMELDENFABIAN’S POVI knew Zolani would come even before I heard her footsteps stamping down the hallway.Zolani was the opposite of me. Maybe that was what had drawn Father to her and made him bring the Four year old child covered in dirt with a face darkened by grime, home.I could never forget the look the child with the tear-streaked face had given me when Father instructed that she call me brother.Her pupils had enlarged, shining so brightly they looked like they held all the stars in the sky. With snot running down her nose, and the brightest smile I had ever seen, she had called out to me.“Brother.”And although she was stewing with anger right now, and had nearly gotten into a brawl with Cicero over dinner, and could be so frustrating sometimes, there had never been a day when I stopped loving this sister of mine.Just as the thought surfaced, the door to my study was yanked open and Zolani stormed inside.“You’re unbelievable.”I didn’t look up from the papers on my desk and inste
AVIONNA’S POVFabian’s silence was enough of an answer for Zolani whose expression dropped.The realization seemed to settle over her all at once.“Oh my God,” she clasped a hand over her mouth, eyes widening.Her gaze swerved from Fabian to me. I met her eyes briefly then looked away. I didn't need to see the thoughts form in her gaze to know what she was thinking. Earlier, I pondered why she was being so approachable to me and even appreciated the fact that she was being so kind and friendly towards me. Now, after determining that she didn't see me in the same light as everyone else and didn't think I should be punished for a crime I hadn't committed, I was thankful. But that didn't erode the fact that she hadn't known what Fabian's intention in bringing me back was until now.Zolani hadn't known that I wasn't her brother's mate, and that I was merely a woman he brought back to be punished.I didn't realize she was holding me until her grip on my wrist tightened, bringing my focus
Chapter 45: Defending a bitch AVIONNA'S POV The stare Cicero gave Zolani was blank. It took a long while for him to react, much longer than it had taken me and I couldn't tell which of us was more surprised. Zolani's stance however didn't change. "So?" She repeated. "What if Avionna is Elara Vale's daughter?" Her voice was calm, unusually so but it held a strange firmness that made me lift my head to scrutinize her properly. What did she mean by that? Didn't she hear what Cicero said? He had just told her I was Elara Vale's daughter so why did she have little to no reaction to it. No. She did have a reaction. Except it seemed almost like she didn't care that she'd just been told that I was the daughter of the woman who murdered someone she had spoken of with so much fondness. I guess that was what truly affected me. That Zolani had given a reaction far different from what I expected. The color finally returned to Cicero's face. Slowly, he got off on his feet, radiating r
AVIONNA’S POV I had never felt so uncomfortable in my life. Gathered around a table with four people, two of whom I would rather weren't here, I wondered how this had somehow become my life. Fabian's arrival earlier was unexpected but what was even more unforeseeable was that Zolani would drag me to have dinner with him and his Beta, Cicero, who'd shown up not long after he did with his familiar revulsion. Zolani's insistence had ended up with me at a table, seated next to her while Cicero sat opposite us, glaring daggers at me. Fabian was at the head of the table, not saying anything. The dining room in itself was large and I could remember how big it had seemed the last time I was in here, when I had sat at the far end of the table away from Fabian. Now, I was seated way closer to him and the room seemed so much smaller. If Zolani weren't between us, I would have been right next to Fabian, a thought my wolf found very much appealing. She wholeheartedly approved the cl
AVIONNA’S POVZolani had to be the funniest person I had met in my life.I also had not expected how quickly I had warmed up to her or how easily I grew accustomed to her presence.She was like a breath of fresh air. Even Martha had laughed more easily than I had seen her do since I got here.I sat in the kitchen like I had everyday for the past couple of days, one leg raised onto the stool I was seated on, chin resting over my raised knee as I watched Martha rub a mixture of herbs and spices into a whole chicken.The familiar tang of herbs I could identify by their blend was refreshing but what I found even more calming and very amusing was the jokes Zolani was making at Reo's expense."You're a real piece of work, dude," She muttered, the corners of her lips twisting up. She glanced over her shoulders at me."Don't you think he's strange?"I shifted my gaze to Reo, who stood by the doorway with his hands folded, leveling Zolani with a look I had never seen him wear.He looked...wary
AVIONNA'S POVThe question hung in the air between us, unanswered.Truthfully, I held the same question myself.Was I his mate?Sure, I'd felt drawn to him and the bond had settled in my chest like I'd been born with it the instant I saw him and he'd loudly proclaimed his acceptance of me in a room full of people but did I really believe that?The answer was no. Although Fabian had said that I was his mate and everything around us and inside of me pointed towards it, it felt nothing like what I had always imagined a sacred bond bestowed by the Goddess would feel like.So, when Zolani asked if I was really Fabian's mate, I didn't know what to tell her.We had to be the most mismatched pick to ever exist. My mom had murdered his wife and child. He hated me. He was an Alpha while I was an Omega, cursed to always be a bottom feeder. He had everything, whereas I owned nothing.Was I supposed to tell her that we could hardly be considered mates when he was keeping me hostage in his home and







