LOGINROGER All it had to take was one word. Just one word from Melissa and I'll make sure Brontë never got the chance to see the light of day again making sure all the secrets she thought she had about me disappear with her.That was why I sent the money to her to buy me time.But the disappearance of the three hundred thousand wasn't something I saw coming.I was still on the call with Silas when she moved her self into the hospital, Brian and Jennie dressed in black matching her own outfit.Their eyes were red. The deepest shade I'd ever since in any children.Brontë held a hand kerchief to her nose, bowling into it, before moving to my side, leaving the kids behind. She was also wearing dark shades. “Oh my Roger,” her voice cracked as she approached. “What happened to my friend?”They kids whimpered as the carried their legs towards us.“What the hell is this?” I hissed through my teeth. “I already sent you the money.”“Seen, my love,” she muttered, a sly smirk appearing on her eyes
ROGER“Let this stay between us and the hospital staff.”“Sure Alpha,” Doctor Kleus nodded. “Words won't leave this room unless you want it to.”“I won't want it too that's why I'm telling you.” I snapped.He gulped, then dipped my head. A slow sigh brushed off my lips. “What about the Luna? When can I speak to her?”“She needs to rest.” His voice broke. “I'll inform you when she's awake. She would need someone to be besides her as she might be in shock.”Like I didn't know.I nodded, standing up from the chair.“Alpha.” Kleus voice erupted and paused me in my tracks. I angled my head slightly.“I'm sorry for your lost,” he muttered.I muttered no reply and only proceeded into the visitors roomed build specifically for this kind of situations.Well not for miscarriages, but we're finally reputable patient’s family could spend the night.But one thought refused to leave my head as I reached for the room.Someone tried to kill Melissa. And I didn't know who.***The next morning, came
ROGER Melissa would ask questions. Damon’d demand answers. And soon the whole of the Northern Pack would point suspicious fingers at me if Brontë disappears.That and that alone was the only reason I held myself back from strangling her little neck until it was snapped and she lay lifeless on the bed.I had even suggested she returned back to her pack and wait for me to come for her the right way, hoping for me to buy more time before I figured out a more convenient way to get rid of her.For a moment, it felt as though she understood me. That we were on the same page. That was until she requested I sent her a ridiculous sum of money that took me years to accumulate as profit saying it was collateral as she couldn't completely trust me, using my words against me.I stood and up and neared the window. “I regret the day I set my eyes on you,” I muttered, before I could stop myself.She was still muttering a reply when a scream ripped through my skull. Melissa. My heart skipped a bi
BRONTËLeave and I'll come for you.Roger didn't really think I'd believe his lies, did him? For god's sake I'm not his stupid wife.But again… I figured laughing to her face about my affair with her Mr perfect husband was more satisfactory than being with him myself, realizing the kind of person he was made me feel shame to even introduce him to my father.I guess spending some time with him had gotten my ego checked and eyes cleared.“Alright Roger.” I smiled, standing up from his body to wrap myself in some clothes. “I'll leave. But I'll need 500000 gold coins while at it.”His eyes widened.“Are you insane?”I chuckled, reaching for a glass pouring myself some wine. “See it as the price of silence.”A dry chuckle left his lips. “What do you need that much money for?”“That's none of your business,” I hissed. “You either send it. Or watch the news of our affair go public by tomorrow and unlike you,” I shurgged. “I really have nothing to lose.”His hands balled into fists. Veins po
NARAYA One Week LaterHey good morning. Take care of your pup and get some rest.Hey good evening. How was your day? Hope you rested well? Goodnight.For the past seven days that was all Zilla said to me.“You can't blame her. You always lie to her.” Ava whispered within me, while I watched from within as Zilla slide into her car and drives off.I haven't even told her Mr. Henderson had given me access back to my house.“Sometimes, I wish to tell her the truth.” A low sigh brushed out of my lips. “But anytime I open my mouth… I tell her the opposite of all I intended.”“Our mate is unhinged.” Ava added. This days she had become my gist mate.Zilla was now busier. Zoey returned home to her father. And I didn't want to bore aunty Kayuta with my problems and just lock myself within the room, feeling more of a burden to myself than to others.“There's no saying when he'd stop.” I muttered, replying Ava's last words.“He's trying to turn your back against your friend, but who's next an
ROGER “I don't think I can wait that long, Roger.”A laugh almost escaped me.Did she think I would have gone in there if I had any other alternatives? Not withstanding I told her what she wanted to hear.“Come on darling,” I said, placing a kiss on her back that's he had now turned to my face. “I can't have rough sex with you for now. I don't want to harm you or our baby.”Silence.“And you know I would have performed better tonight if it wasn't for stress.” I kissed her back again. “You know I love you right?”“I've heard you,” she said, kicking herself to her feet. “I need to wash myself.”“Will you like to join me?” She offered, stopping halfway to the bathroom door.“No,” I shook my head, mustering a smile. “Enjoy.”She didn't look pleased, but she didn't argue.“I’ll take a work around the surrounding while you're at it.”She only nodded, and shit the door behind her. The sound of water running blurring the world between the bedroom and the shower tub.I moved into my pajamas i
NARAYA“Roger… where are you?” Melissa's voice drifted down the corridor. Her heels echoing closer.The aggressive heat in Roger's eyes melted into a cold panic. He dropped his hand from my shirt, stepping back just enough to break the intimate space between us.“Play along,” he whispered, his orbs
NARAYA“Daddy? Who is this woman?”A cold, unexplainable ache ripped through my chest as the little boy’s words echoed in my head for a few seconds.My Roger... Daddy?I stared at Roger, waiting for an explanation. A laugh. An indication that the pup was lying, joking, or even wrong.But his face w
NARAYA“Tell me you are joking, Raya.” Zilla's eyes widened behind her glasses. I lowered my gaze, suddenly picking interest in tracing the lines in my palm.“I’m not.”“Geez, Raya, you are twenty-three, not eighteen. How could you let that happen?”Neither of us spoke for a moment as we let the mu
“The hardest lies to escape are the ones we tell ourselves for love.”NARAYA“You do know I’m still against you doing this, don’t you?” Zilla growled, stomping up the stairs behind me. Her fingers tightened around the flower basket.My jaw tightened. I took the remaining stairs two at a time and sk







