Lenora's Point Of View âWhy do you look so stressed?â Luna Ophelia asked as soon as I walked down the stairs. âDid something bad happen last night?â She asked, her voice laced with concern. Of course something bad happened last night. Talia was in my room last night. She pointed a fucking gun at me and threatened to kill me if I didn't stay away from Zade. Too bad I was able to handle the situation maturely, else I'd be dead by now. âCome on, Nora! Talk to me.â She was now standing in front of me. âWhere's Zade?â He didn't come home last night, especially after he said he was going to get some things done. âUh? Didn't he come to bed last night?â Her brows furrowed into a frown and I quickly shook my head. âNo, mom. He didn't!â âI'll send one of the guards to go check on him later, but for now, you need to come have breakfast! It's gonna get cold!â She winked at me and I felt my lips tug into a smile. And now, the memories of what happened last night were temporarily forgot
Melissa's Point Of View âI don't care, mother!â I hissed, but my mother shot me a harsh glare. âYou might not know this, Melissa, but everyone in the Pack hates you already. The Pack women, the little children, the men, both young and old, everyone hates you. No one is saying good things about you and they keep praying that Lenora will come back to them as Luna. It is really disturbingâŠ.â âLike I said earlier, mother. I don't care!â I deadpanned. âIt's high time you come to understand that I don't care what anyone says about me, not even those poor idiots!â âOf course you wouldn't care. No one is pointing hands at you for being a bad Luna. Do you know who's taking the blame, huh? Do you know the amount of ugly stares I get from the villagers? I went to the mall today and everyone keeps glaring at me, keeps calling me a bad mother. Do you know who is taking the blame for all your cruelty?â Who else if not her? Wasn't she the one who taught me everything I know? Therefore she sh
Melissa's Point Of View âGood morning, my Luna!â Hera, the new maid in charge of looking after my newborn baby, greeted me as soon as she walked into the room. She had a smile on her face as usual, but the smile disappeared as soon as she saw the scowl on my face. âWhat did I tell you about that ugly smile of yours?â I snorted and she gulped hard in apprehension. âI'mâŠ. I'm sorry, my LunaâŠ.â She quickly apologised, but I hissed. âGet out of my sight!â I ordered and she bowed before walking away. âCome on, Melissa, don't you think you're going overboard with the way you're treating these maids? They've done nothing wrong to deserve all of these.â âNah!â I shook my head. âThey deserve it!â I was surprised to hear that my mother was asking me that question. I mean she's always treated the maids this way too! Including the maids that work in our house. She has always treated them this way, like they're nothing. After all, she taught me everything I know today. Including the g
Damien's Point Of View âGet off him.â Bianca yelled as I continued to hit Marcus, but I paid her no heed. I was hellbent on sending this motherfucker straight to hell. And the fact that he made no attempt to fight back, drove me crazy. He knows what he has done and he isn't ready to fight with me. âYou silly bastard!â I roared as I continued to hit him. He was bleeding already, but I wasn't ready to let him go. âYou knew she was my girlfriendâŠ.â âShe stopped being your girlfriend the day you agreed to fuck MelissaâŠ.â He shot back, but before he could finish his words, I hit him again. âYou should have listened to me, Damien!â My wolf hissed through gritted teeth. Of course I should have listened to him when he asked me not to tell Marcus about this. My wolf has never liked Marcus, but I listened to him. How could I, when I saw Marcus as the brother I never had. Plus I never saw this betrayal coming from Marcus. I thought my secret was safe. I thought he'd never tell Bianc
Damien's Point Of View âWhat the hell are you doing here?â My girlfriend's voice boomed as soon as she opened the door for me. And by my girlfriend, I didn't mean Melissa. I had a girlfriend. And the little bitch's name is Bianca. Some months ago, she got to know about my adventures with Melissa and boy, it wasn't funny. She was pissed off. She broke up with me and warned me to stay away from her, but I couldn't, no matter how much I tried. Boy how could I? She was there with me through thick and thin, when I had nothing. And now she wants me to stay away from her, just because of something as simple as this? âHow have you been, Bibi?â I asked her, intentionally ignoring her question, but she shot me a harsh glare. âThat doesn't answer my question, Damien. What the fuck are you doing in my house at such a time?â âSo it isn't Dada anymore?â I asked her, even though I knew it was gonna drive her crazier. She never calls me Damien. Instead it was Dada, one silly nickname that
Melissa's Point Of View âWhat are you talking about?â Axel asked, as he tried to pretend that he didn't just talk about a DNA test. âCut the pretense, Axel. I heard everything!â I spat and I saw him run a hand through his sleek black hair, feigning frustration. âYou heard what?â He asked me and I rolled my eyes. âCan you just stop this, Axel? I heard everything. You went behind my back to run a test on our son, after I just gave birth to him? What the fuck is wrong with you?â He rose up from his desk as he took a step closer, but I took two steps backwards. I didn't want him any close. âDon't come any closer.â I cried. âYou're disgusting! You just called me a liar in different ways. I hate you!â I yelled at the top of my voice. And boy, the expression on his face? That was exactly what I wanted to see. I wanted him to feel hurt, the same way I felt when I heard that he ran a DNA test on my son. What even gave him the guts to do such a thing? That seer. She must be the o