Silas Charming’s POV:The party has tired us into craving rest. Hope had fallen asleep in Roxanne’s arms. The driver was advised to slow down due to the heavy rainfall.Roxanne was also dozing off so I was pretty much on my own, looking outside the window and watching the rain.“Thinking about her?” Hunter asked, it was nice having a wolf who accompanies you when you are alone.“About who?” I played dumb, not wanting to accept my mind was stuck on some particular person.“Your mate, the mother of your child, Octavia, who else?” Hunter replied,“Why would I think about her?” I shrugged my shoulders, trying to make him sound like an idiot for even asking me that.“Oh come on! you are thinking about her.” Hunter made me realize that I cannot lie to him so I gave up.“Did you notice how she didn’t even object today? It was like, the

Octavia’s POV:After I have passed out, I came to find out that Desmond didn’t do anything to me. He practically left the room and then never came back. It was when I had finally woken up and asked the maids about his whereabouts that I found out he slept in the guestroom.“Icy?” I called for her, feeling light weighted. My body still had wolfbane in it so I was weak. I wasn’t going to let Desmond get away with what he did last night.I just needed to know from Hope what he had been telling her about me?“Icy!” I called for her again but obviously, with the amount of wolfbane he had made me ingest, she wouldn’t wake up anytime soon. I was forcing myself to walk around and get ready to meet up with Hope when I fell asleep once again on the couch.“Wake up!” I heard Desmond’s grunting voice but the dizziness didn’t allow me to open my eyes to his existence.

I didn't sign the divorce papers because I didn't want to leave yet. I had to get revenge on him, I had to make sure I see him suffer like I was suffering because of what he had done to me."You are not leaving?" Clara watched me sit down on the cold floor of the storeroom where they had left me for a week."No! I'm his wife and I will stay here," I replied to her sternly. I know she was shocked to hear me but since I didn't look at her, she left to inform Desmond.I knew he would be on his way to come here so I got on my knees and mentally prepared myself for another torture.As expected, he came rushing into the storeroom with anger dripping through his eyes."Why haven't you left yet?" Desmond questioned, tapping his foot out of frustration."I thought once you will find out what I did, you will run out of here but look at you, you know how to bow down for a shelter," his words didn't affect me anymore. He has done more damage with his ac

My life has always been a roller-coaster ride. From home to home and pack to pack, I have traveled everywhere thinking that would be my home.Sadly!I have only met with disappointment throughout my life.“She is waking up!” a very mild and gentle tone of a lady penetrated my ears as I moved my body, indicating that I am about to wake up.“Call the Alpha!” she called our or the alpha to aware him of my condition.“Ehh!” I groaned, stretching and yawning in my bed.My bed!Wait!I opened my eyes and looked around to find myself in my bedroom. By my bedroom I mean, the bedroom from my childhood. I watched the wind chimes moving around with the wind. It was kept very well for my arrival back in here.“How!” I was shocked, I was told that no pack would want me back so why am I here? And from the looks of the maids and servants present to serve me didn’t seem like I was he

"Octavia!" Vanessa yelled my name the instant she entered our mansion.She hasn’t changed a bit, the same crazy girl.She landed in my arms, hugging me like crazy. It took us an hour to finish catching up with each other.The dinner too was one crazy thing as Vanessa wouldn't shut up speaking about who got mated to whom from school."I would search for hours for all the Octavia on the internet," she whispered, watching the stars with me. We were watching the sky together and lying on the roof on a mattress like all the time."There is no proper internet for you when you are a rogue. We don't make social media accounts and all," I told her, remembering my life as a rogue."You know there were nights when I would go to bed and before waking up, I would expect to open my eyes in my own bedroom. So when I finally woke up in my bed today after years, I couldn't believe it for a moment," it was nice talking to her.She told me how she