NORA My head was throbbing as if a panda had been jumping over it all night. I wanted to hit my head against the wall and crack it open to get rid of the aching mass when I finally opened my eyes. It took me a lot of lazy moments to come to terms with the fact that I was inside Striker’s room and in fact, in his gigantic bed. When I was finally done facing the reality, I screamed and rolled down from the bed to meet my lovely floor. The floor greeted me with a cold slap to the butt and woke up the rest of my dead senses. I smelled like him. I gasped, spreading my legs instantly. I poked my sensitive area to see if it was hurting too but I was relieved out of my mind to realize it was all fine. I had my clothes on, and my panties on, and it didn’t hurt. I had heard the first time was supposed to hurt, so I was about to go drown myself for a moment. What happened that I ended up in his bed then?I turned on my stomach, placing my cheek against the floor. I couldn’t remember anyt

NORA Quite excitedly, I wore the dark green, knee-length silk dress Amanah had given me to change into after a quick bath. West Royals and their obsession with the green color was beyond my understanding and I didn’t have enough time to dwell on this issue. Right now, I was excited to meet the imposter who assumed my identity and lived in the East as a princess for a year straight. There was no way that girl managed to fool my father. Tyson was another story because he was never introduced to me as my brother officially. We both had not come across each other, face-to-face before the stupid Omega selection I attended. But my father had lived with me. He should have recognized that whomever this girl was…She was not his daughter. Why was I even thinking that there was not something big at play? I was betrothed to Dustin from the start. Perhaps, this girl was brought in by my own father and brother to save face and ensure a firm alliance with Alpha King Dustin. This seemed to m

NORASilence fell over the dining room again. Dustin watched me patiently.I breathed in through my nose and blew it out through my mouth before pushing the chair back. Getting up, I waited for him to do the same.I was angry. I had to go. It was good that Dustin intervened or I might have lost my mind there for a second.Dustin sighed, getting up before gripping my wrist and beginning to pull me away.Confused, I threw Striker a glance over my shoulder only to find him already glaring at us. Oops! He looked pissed. Even more than me. This made me smile in his direction.My gaze drifted towards Granny and I found her glaring just like her Grandson. The disdain was visible in her eyes. I pouted, the smile dropping from my lips. I didn’t want to anger her—she was my second friend here. First was Amanah. He pulled me out of the door and continued to walk. When we were away from the dining room, I tried to pry my wrist out of his hold.“ Your Highness. Do you mind? ” I mumbled, failing

NORAI huffed. “ Satan’s Buttocks, Nora! Why are you such an idiot?! ”I looked all around and decided to check everywhere. I went to different shops, did window shopping, and almost lost sight of the goal again. Then, I went to the food stalls and only watched because I was broke.Humming a soft tune, I stood before another double-story building. Loud music was sounding from inside.I peeked in, seeing many women dancing while wearing revealing clothes. Possibly…Striker and Beatrice were not here.I continued humming the tune and turned back around to go somewhere else but the music was just too good.Taking a look wouldn’t cause too much time loss. I grinned, running inside the building.My eyes fell to the sitting area where the men were watching the women dance before I looked to the corner where many women were sitting in the laps of men, saying things I was not interested to listen.“ Sweetie, how much for the night? ” A man from behind slid his hand down my bare arm, questioni

STRIKERWe have to kill her. Dustin and Tyson didn’t even need to say it out loud. It was written on their faces and the look they were giving me was alarming.We had to protect the secret by getting rid of her. But Beast was whining about it, as always. And deep down somewhere, I didn’t want to kill her either. She seemed too innocent to get killed for something which was my fault, to begin with.I should have asked someone to keep an eye on her. Yet, I thought she was too dumb to do something harsh and let her off the hook. And now, she was in deep shit.I didn’t want her to die. Fuck it! I didn’t want to be the one to kill her.That’s why I asked Dustin and Tyson to stay behind and followed her alone. I let her run, yet I stayed behind her. I thought she would be quick to cross the border and it wouldn’t be my problem anymore, but she was tired and she was running opposite the closest border. This was stupid and annoying.To top it all with an irritating cherry, she fell and sprain