บททั้งหมดของ Her Six Arrogant Wolves: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

Nerezza's Point of ViewHarold droned on about everything that needed to be arranged. The dresses for Farren and Phaedra. Flowers. Cakes. Who will be invited and who won't. Even if I had no family to bring along, Harold never asked about my side of things. About the family I might have somewhere. I chalked it up to negligence on his part but knew better.This was a political affair. High-ranking nobles would come from all around the globe. Human presidents and dictators who were in on the secret. Alphas with a lot of income and amassed wealth. Not Ciaran and hiss pack, though. Reggie didn't want Ciaran anywhere close to the palace. Harold had said that they were still rogues in essence and would sour the occasion. I knew better.Ciaran wouldn't hesitate to take Reggie on in front of everyone. Most likely beat him senseless whilst the other three men watched. Alvara would have a heart attack but she wouldn't stop him either. He had done too much damage to their respective packs. Hurt t

Priamos' Point of ViewGetting a fawn through customs was a pain in my ass. Apparently one needed several different papers. Shots for the fawn. A carry-on. Having it in my arms for the entire duration was frowned upon, you see. Having it shit in the airport halls was even worse.People pulled up their noses. Looked at me as if I was a crazy person. I wanted to sneer at them to mind their own business. But they were human. They would never know the value of something's life. Their wars were a testament to that. Lack of humanity even when they were so very human.Nonetheless, Bambi and I traveled through several airports. Bribed and begged where needed. Most of the officials were human as well. I would indicate that he was an endangered animal. That I am going to get rich on his sale. Logically, they would want in on the action. That was when bribes came in. Large sums of money depleting my savings. Fucking perfect.But I was comforted by his presence, oddly enough. I had killed his mot

Nerezza's Point of ViewThe way out seemed so clear now. So easy. Letting all of this go, my worries would vanish. Yes, people's lives would take a hit because of it. Yes, people were going to be angry with me. But I couldn't do this anymore. The weight of it all was crushing me down. Grinding me into the earth. I was now a fine powder drifting along with the current of people who wanted me to do whatever was in their best interest.Then along came three arrogant bastards. Who pressed me. Pushed me. Pulled me. To be better. Do better for me. No longer was it viewed as selfish to take care of yourself. No longer was it frowned upon. Numerous times, they had begged me to stop. Pause and take a good long look at what I was doing to my heart and soul.Now, I had to give them up as well. The last hope I had beside from finding Conan. Like fucking hell I would.As I had assumed, the guards marched me into the palace. Made a spectacle of bringing me back to my cage. Neither of them spoke. On

Nerezza's Point of View Thanking my lucky stars that Phaedra was nowhere in sight, I stepped into the apartment. My blood was singing in my ears. I could feel my heart hammer against the inside of my chest, begging to be let out instead of caged here. Stepping forward, I stopped a moment. Looked around, taking it all in. This would be the last time I was here. The last opportunity I had to bask in the glow this life had offered me. The maids had cleaned for the day, that much was evident. Our kitchen sparkled, the smokey quartz sparkling in the countertops. All the crystal wine glasses hung from their perch. I let my eyes trail to the living room. To the couch I had declared as mine when we had just moved in. It always caught the last rays of sunshine right before the sun sank below the horizon. There was a breeze playing with the curtains. A lone figure stood out there on the balcony. Watched the gardens beneath. Her hair refracted the moon's light, letting the rainbow play in her

Nerezza's Point of ViewAll I could hear was my rapid beating heart. Smell the fear clinging to my skin. This was the start of a new journey. One I had no idea where it lead. The only thing I needed to know was that my soul would be lighter after this goodbye. That I had paid homage to the man who had brought me this far at least.There was once a time when he had loved me. And I had loved him. Now the time had come for me to move on. Become someone else again. A version of myself that was happier than before. Gone was the plan I had for my life. Gone was the idea that I might one day sit on the throne.None of those things were nessacray. But saying goodbye was. Because for all his faults, he had been good to me in his own ways. Yes, he knew where Conan was and I was going to get that answer from him yet. But all the other things weren't as tainted as I had once thought.Our memories together. Farren in the garden, picking flowers to bring me whilst Reginald lay with his head in my l