"Don't make things hard for you, young prince. It's one against a thousand. Don't you see? This entire prison belongs to me. You may be the prince, wherever you come from, but I am the king of this place." Big Boss announced. The rest of the prisoners with us in the toilet room nodded in unison. But even if they all agreed to the Big Boss' statement, my wolf could not deny the fact that there were parts of them that wanted to detach themselves from his kingdom and will stay in peace inside the penitentiary. "No matter what you can do, you can't defeat me, Nathan. You're just a fucking useless prince. I'm the ruthless king. Three minutes. I'll give you three minutes to clean that up. I'm gonna take a bath after three minutes. If you can't finish that on time, I'm gonna cut off those fingers of yours. Are we clear?" I refused to give my statement from his request. However, my wolf has left no choice. So, I grabbed the mop and bucket of water from the corner and started c

Because the entire place was swallowed by utter darkness, Big Boss and the rest of his watchdogs could barely see my wolf crawling closer to their respective spots. One by one, I dropped their bodies to the ground with their throats widely open or hearts ripped off. Until the one remained standing was the source of my utter madness. "What are you gonna do now, huh, Big Boss?" Unbeknownst to his knowledge, my wolf was talking to him a meter away from each other. "For the record, all your men just joined those skulls around. In due time, their skins will rot until nothing is left but bones." "You can't kill, you monster!" Big Boss forced the sound of his voice to turn into giggles even my wolf could sense his trembling arms and legs while holding his pistol. He kept turning around like a paranoid every time he can hear those tiny footsteps from my wolf shifting places. The worst part was that his pistol was already emptied with bullets. Funny, but the Big Boss wa

{Ghino'S POV} Part of me wanted to stay in the mansion for at least an hour to make it up for Nathan. Have had a few chit-chats with him since a few things happened between us lately. Not to mention the choosing game between me or Melissa. Yet, the one question that I need to answer is why he choose me instead of his mate. And as far as the news brought me, the two were secretly married before shit begins between us. He could not wait for the scheduled date for their wedding that was supposed to happen in a few days. His sudden decision has even made me completely feel confused. He married Melissa to be his better half, not just his mate. My wolf was pretty sure the surprising wedding is not about his duty as the prince anymore. Nathan has changed a lot since the day I broke up with him. He made up his decision. To mate and marry Melissa not by his duty, but because he realized that he loves Melissa more than me and my wolf. Needless to say, their utter swe

The call did not just cause my wolf to feel restless and intimated but made me soured my stomach as well. I should have not given Nathan false hopes before the call ended. If I'd disappoint him by not attending to his invitation, it will only prove to Melissa that I am greatly affected. On the other side, if I will grant Nathan's invitation, hearing the announcement will not just possibly hurt my feelings but will bring me a radical embarrassment to the crowd. Still, that was what Melissa wanted to happen. Either of the choices will bestow Melissa with a victorious smile and a wonderful result. Me hating Nathan. Nathan hating me. And everyone will despise me as always. A never-ending rejection. Leaving no choice, I rushed back to the apartment to give myself enough time to consider both choices thoroughly. Though I don't like the sound of the choices, I cannot let Melissa get what he wants. My wolf and I would rather suffer by the truth rather than comfort Nathan

"My daughter is not a doctor to answer your questions, Nathan. Perhaps, you should see an expert doctor to look at it." Vladimir interrupted our serious conversation. "And besides, you have more people to attend to, right, Comadre?" he pointed his gaze to my parents. "Of course, Compadre! Don't worry, our son was still on his right mind. There's no need for him to see an expert doctor. And I know my son still has an announcement to make aside from that helping thing. It's just one part of this program, right, Nathan?" Mum asked back. They were supposed to be in Singapore a few hours ago but they already know that the banquet was not just about Ghino. But how did they know about it? I have told no one, even Melissa, the other news that I am going to announce that evening. And aside from that, since when did my and Melissa's parents become Compadres and Comadres? Are that part of my lost memories too? "Or, let us ask his soon-to-be wife, the Lady Melissa. Perhaps,