DONOVAN'S POVI am in my room when my mother comes in to join me. I have been pacing around the room restlessly for more than an hour. Just the thought of Alexis out there all alone by herself, afraid and scared, weakens me. I wish that I can at least know her whereabouts so that I can feel a bit of relief, knowing that she is safe and unharmed."Hey." My mother takes me by the hand and leads me to my bed, making me sit on it while she rests her weight beside me on the bed. "You should have some rest." She tells me and the anger in me only boils. How can she tell me to rest when she is supposed to be understanding of how I feel right now? Why isn't anyone understanding my feelings? Why is everyone expecting me to be some kind of rock without emotions?"I'm really sorry, son." She adds after a few seconds of silence from me. "Tell me…" I finally speak to her. "Were you at least surprised to find out her real identity? You liked her, mother.""Liked her?" My mother repeats my question

ALEXIS' POVI do not know for how long I kept passing out and waking up again. But whenever I wake up, my eyes are blurry and never entirely adjust to the darkness. Even in my unconscious state, I heard voices of some men and women. One of them was oddly familiar. Sometimes, I am fed food and water. Yet, I cannot remember most of the details because I keep sinking back to the darkness.When I finally open my eyes again, this time the fogginess starts to fade away and I can clearly see the light. As my eyes adjust to the light, I squint my eyes from the banging ache that overclouds my head. My whole body feels weak and exhausted and I frown when I try to move my body, only to notice that I cannot. Again, I try to move my hands and feet but it wouldn't budge. Afraid that I might have gone crippled, I stare down at my body and horror overtakes me as I see that I have been tied down to a chair with strong ropes. Fuck. Am I being kidnapped?Now panicked, I lift my head and my eyes travel

DONOVAN'S POVAnother meeting has been called and my presence is needed. Even though I want to pull this off and not be in the presence of neither my parents nor the elders, I know I have no better option than to go if I want to keep myself updated about Alexis' case. A gentle knock comes upon my door and I hesitate and let out a small exhale before striding to the door and pulling it open. A servant is standing before me holding some clothing in her grips. Her eyes flutter as she takes in my shirtless frame and she immediately looks downcast again. On other days, I would smirk at the way my looks drive people insane but this time, I am nonchalant. Nothing excites me anymore and I cannot think of anything else except the thoughts of Alex and her safety."The Luna asked me to bring this to you." She bows and outstretches her hand to me. "She asked that your presence be made in the council within ten minutes."I sigh again before retrieving the clothes from her hand and sending her off

ALEXIS' POVI have lost track of how many days I have been kept in this room. Fortunately, I am not tied up anymore but there is a long thread of chain that is not tied to my ankle to stop me from walking far away from the room. I don't know what they are worried about when the door is always locked and the window is as high as a tower's. Randall had left some clothes for me to change into and only comes once in a while to bring me food and water. Sometimes, Rachel comes and makes mockery of me. Other times, the servants bring my food without uttering a single word to me. I haven't seen Randall's father since the first day. During the day, I think about Donovan and grandma Rivera and I worry about how they are doing. At night, I have dreams of Donovan and sometimes, of grandma Rivera. Most of these dreams were always nightmares of the coronation ceremony and Vera disclosing my identity to everyone. Sometimes, I had nightmares of being caught when I tried to escape the guards and Ver

ALEXIS' POV"She is with child. It's two weeks gone." I hear a man's faint voice as I slowly awaken back to reality. I peel my eyes slowly open to see a physician speaking to Randall who looks nervous and worried. I don't want to be so quick to jump into the conclusion that he is worried about me. If he was truly worried about me, he could have done something to save Elena back there. Anything at all to save her from his devil father.Once again, the image of Elena being executed right before my eyes causes a stir of emotions inside my heart. I feel so much guilt for being the cause of my death and tears cloud my vision. "What do you mean she is with child? How can she be pregnant?" Randall asks the man and I shut my eyes and force myself from crying. I cannot be pregnant. This is not the right time to be pregnant."She is carrying a two weeks pregnancy, my Lord. The stress could hurt the child." The physician repeats himself to Randall and Randall turns his head to look at me at th