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He'd compensate them, mostly those that had their house burnt due to the attack and from the little I got to pick from the speech he made, he promised to make the land safe again.
According to him, he and his queen would find a solution to tame the beasts.
They cheered him but then he told them not to because they were all mourning today.
A chant for victory is all he'd want to hear when he returns.
I left there back to the palace, so sober and
Harry"We went on to search for the leader of the rebels," Damien announced, and I raised a brow up, nodding while shifting my gaze to Austin, who smirks."And did you find him?" I asked as Rosie was staring at Damien now while she chewed her pizza slowly.Austin locked his fingers as his legs were shaking. He was so uncomfortable."Almost, but I got no clue. The person I found there was just a representative of some sort."Austin nodded, affirming everything Damien was saying."And the explosion?" I asked."About that. Can you look into it? Because an explosion can not just happen out of nowhere, can it?" Austin finally said as we stared at each other as though reading our thoughts.Damien cleared his throat as he opened the table water and handed it to Rosie to drink."About that...we were at fault, Austin, we pushed the wrong button. Remember."I scoffed at them, Rosie jumped up on her feet and the two men lowered their heads like they were regretful."What!!" She yelled, and I fol
Rosie's POV"Really? Then I need to learn how to manage my expressions. He thinks I'm jealous, and I don't want him thinking I'm jealous when he's with his concubines," I muttered, and somehow a frustrated grunt escaped his lips like he didn't want me to speak about it."Now who's more concerned?" he asked in a low tone and I punched him gently on the arm."Well, it's part of nature, express it, and he'd know how to stick to you," he said coldly, and the bright face he once had faded away as he was more concerned now with wasting water from the faucet."No, I don't want him," I said more to myself, like it's a conviction.Harry turns to look at me, and the next statement slipped from my memory as he was suddenly scanning me as though reading my mind before he said;"Liar."Just as he said that, he moved to steam up another bowl of stew like it's a must for me to eat!"I'm not.""You're into him without you realizing it," he mumbles like a doctor, and I scoff at him, totally speechless
Rosie's POV"Really? Then I need to learn how to manage my expressions. He thinks I'm jealous, and I don't want him thinking I'm jealous when he's with his concubines," I muttered, and somehow a frustrated grunt escaped his lips like he didn't want me to speak about it."Now who's more concerned?" he asked in a low tone and I punched him gently on the arm."Well, it's part of nature, express it, and he'd know how to stick to you," he said coldly, and the bright face he once had faded away as he was more concerned now with wasting water from the faucet."No, I don't want him," I said more to myself, like it's a conviction.Harry turns to look at me, and the next statement slipped from my memory as he was suddenly scanning me as though reading my mind before he said;"Liar."Just as he said that, he moved to steam up another bowl of stew like it's a must for me to eat!"I'm not.""You're into him without you realizing it,"
Rosie's POVHe glanced down at the spreading stain, then back at me, his gaze softening just enough for me to see the flicker of concern he'd tried to hide too.For a moment, we just stared at the spill, the world narrowed to the sound of our breathing until he grabbed the napkin to wipe it off."Anelisa," he said, "You know I'd never… I mean, I'm not… I don't want you to think I'm…"He trailed off, like he was contemplating whether to complete the statement, and I just stared again.I wanted to reach out, to brush the stray lock of hair from his forehead, to tell him that the only thing I was scared of was the way my chest felt like it was about to burst every time he looked at me like that.Instead, I swallowed, feeling the taste of the soup on my tongue, and forced a shaky laugh. "You're such a mess, Harry. Literally."He let out a breath he didn't realize he'd been holding, a small, genuine smile breaking through the sarcasm. "Yeah, well… I guess we're both a little… stirred...up
Rosie's POVI was anxious, watching him steam up the stew and then return to hand it over to me while I sat, innocently like I didn't start a conversation that pissed him off."Which one of your mates caused that?" he asked even before I could lift a spoon and I flickered my eyes at him, swallowing."Mates?" I asked, confused as I reached out for the spoon, choking on my words."Damien or Austin?" He pressed on with no emotion in his tone as I took his seat opposite me.My shoulders jumped as I bared my eyes at him. He literally knows everything about me but him... All I know is that he's a businessman or maybe a secret thug or mafia.But he's not a werewolf, he's just a human.My eyes were on the bowl of soup, scanning it like I needed an answer before drinking the soup and anticipating his next reply."Austin," I replied in a shaky tone, and even my hands trembled as I dug the spoon into the soup, ready to take a bite."Why haven't you told your boyfriend yet?"I gasped as I almost
Harry's POVShe was the first I saw, wrapped in a coat and waiting for me. Her worried eyes had me thinking if she stayed up all night waiting.I felt terrible, wondering if the kids were safe, and I just stood there, staring at her.However, she heaved a sigh, running towards me. I didn't erase her memory just so she'd leave, but I was startled to find her."You came late," she whispered in a shaky tone as she stretched her hand towards her with a sad smile."You kept me waiting," she furthered, but I was staring at her hand, afraid to hold it because I'd break it.However, I walked past her, as if she never existed. I'd be placing a call to Dad to pick her up."You don't just walk away without apologizing!" She snapped, but then I didn't listen and just stepped inside."Harry!" She called, and when I almost took the stairs, she obstructed my path."And the damage? Who the fuck is paying for it?""Stop trying, Freya. Leaving is the best option right now," I coldly responded, but she
Amelia's POV.My breath caught in my throat the moment I saw Don Mateo step out of the bathroom. His dark hair looked shiny, and pretty much still wet. Spots of water slicked down his chest, stopping at his torso, which had a towel carefully draped around him there. His bulge was evident even unde
Amelia's POV.I tried to wrap my head around the room but I just couldn't. If one wasn't told, they could easily assume that this room belonged to me.That had me wondering, what if this was all some strange game? What if Don Mateo was trying to use me just
Amelia's POV.The option he was giving sounded like moving from the frying pan to the fire. How could I tell him that I wanted to be anywhere but close to him? He was nothing like Raymond. He was a raw temptation, the kind that had you doing things you shouldn't be doing in the darkness. He was
Mateo's POV. “Boss, I know where she lives,” Alan, my second in command, informed me as he plopped into the car.I turned around, swirling my glass as I nodded for him to give me the details. I'd seen her being kidnapped by the notorious goons known for selling off women to brothels, and I though







