“I’m ready.” She screamed with her face glowing in happiness.“Arya, you’re supposed to wear flats or sneakers, what if you have to run? What if something happens.. what if..“Don’t worry Mrs Jenkins. I’ll be there with her, nothing can happen.” Alston cut her off.He didn’t want anyone to spoil the damsel's mood as her face showed how happy she was. She stuck her tongue to her mother before hopping down the stairs.“Bye..” she waved at them before alston bowed and walked out with her.Mrs Jenkins sighed before looking at her husband.“What do you think he wants from her?” She asked with worry on her face.“I don’t know…” he replied in his masculine voice before drawing her closer and rubbing her back.“But I think he has the best interest for her.” He added.“So all you have to do is keep calm and just let fate do its thing.” He finished off as he rested her head on his broad chest.She sighed again, closing her eyes and enjoying the pats she got from her husband. Arya was the only t

“How are you feeling now?” Alston asked Arya as they were both lying on the bed. “I’m good. My mum helped me get over it last night, but I’m fine.” She replied, her hands intertwined together as she gazed up the ceiling. Alston side face was turned to her, checking her every reaction to know if she was fine or not. Her throat bobbed up and down at intervals, and she continued to run her hands together. “Are you sure you’re fine?” Alston asked her quietly. “Of course. What did you do later? Throw it away or take it to your park?” She asked. “I took it to the park so I can get what it is. I don’t know what kind of creature it is, but I later got to know that it meant no harm. It meant more good than harm.” He replied before turning to face the ceiling like she did. He sighed as he felt her gaze on him, “What does that mean?” She questioned with raised brows. “The thing was a black sorcerer, who was going t

“Like I asked the priestesses about what happened to their chief priestess, some of you gave me answers like she fornicated and gave birth to a demon child. Now I ask you again, and I want nothing but the truth, what happened to the chief priestess then!” Alston glowered at them.Fear wrapped around their head, and their worries cuddled them as they wondered why he was asking this.“That’s what she did, your highness, ask around, that’s what people will tell…”“I don’t want what people will tell me, I want the truth. Sabrina, what happened to the chief priestess?” Alston asked as he turned to the assistant chief priestess of that time.“I need this information to find the daughter, to get to her. If we don’t have that, there’s no way we’re reaching onto her. So I need it.” Alston bellowed again, his eyes widening as he stared at them all.They all glanced at each other before looking at Sabrina. She was still a young girl and a learning priestess when the incident happened, but she di

Alston got down from the car and walked towards Aryas building with a hand filled with nylon. Same was Zachariah whose face was contorted into a large frown, a handful of nylons in his hand also. Alston had rushed him here on a short notice, taking him to the mall and picking a lot of things he thinks Arya should like and some dresses that he would love for her to wear and it would fit in her body. “This would look so good on her or don’t you think?” He had said to Zachariah in the mall and the latter only nodded at him. As they knocked on the door, Alston had finally given up his key to Arya, who seems it’s an invasion of privacy for him to always enter their house anytime and any day. “What do you think about the priestess?” Zachariah questioned. “I think she’s about to say something I know already. Keep an eye on them. They’re keeping something:” he retorted before the door opened. Arya jumped on him immediately she saw him, leav

Alston got to the pack back and dashed into his penthouse, peeling the clothes off his body and slumping to the bed. He was known to be very powerful, hot headed and very brutal, but he couldn’t even find it in himself to be all of that. His mind went back to the passionate kiss he and Arya shared, making his lips curl as he rolled to the other side of the bed. Her lips tasted like strawberries, and they were very soft. He hadn’t kissed a lot of lips but he could say as far as he had kissed, hers was still the best of all. A sigh escaped his lips as the thought of what they were going through sipped into his mind again. For the two month that he has been going in and out with her, he was particularly sure that there was nothing about her being a devil child or having something about her. She was normal, he was sure she might not be a wolf like all of them because she hadn’t shown the signs. Apart from her hearing to be so good, every other thing is different.