Evie's POV All through the rest of the day, I didn't set my sight on Miss Kardashian anymore. It was as if she completely disappeared from the mansion. Neither did I see Miss Aurora, or even the Alpha, or the Gamma. It was like all of them left me to my own devices. I didn't exactly mind the distance since it gave me the opportunity to think deeply about my life and what it was that I wanted.I sighed as my mind went back to Miss Kardashian's offer. Could I really trust the woman? And even if I couldn't trust her, could I trust her word that she was just doing it because she was grateful to me for saving her?I stood up from where I sat in the corner of the room. It didn't matter whether I could trust her or not. I was ready to take the risk. Even if it meant that I was going to be in trouble later. Besides, there was no way the woman would be able to get scott free if I got caught in her scheme. All I would do was point out that she led me up to it. But I was never going to lose a c

Damon's POV I almost didn't get any sleep all through the night. For one thing, I couldn't wait until morning was here so that I could rush over to the marketplace. Evie had a hard time convincing me not to assemble my guards and storm over to the meat seller."They were supposed to meet by morning, so that means that the cloaked man would only be there by morning."I saw reasoning in what she said, so I decided to wait for that morning to come.Now, it was morning, and both Evie and I were tailing the gullible guard that had betrayed me for someone else. Once or twice, the man would turn around to see if there was someone behind him. The moment he did that, Evie and I would quickly hide behind something to protect ourselves from him. Soon enough, the man got the market. Sure enough, as Evie had predicted, he went straight to the only meat seller at the marketplace. He said something to the man. The meat seller looked around first before pointing the guard to a door that was hidden f

Damon's POV Even though I wanted to get angry like no man's business, I knew that I needed some kind of explanation from Cornel. What the man was insinuating was something that my brain has not yet been able to comprehend even though I always tagged myself as brilliant. If I was right about the whole thing, that would mean that the man was implying that he was truly dead before. If that was the case, how the hell did he wake to be alive, and what had gone wrong with his voice? I needed to know before I went mad."What the hell happened?" I questioned him again. He began to breathe heavily and I could tell that he was getting angry. Extremely so. Yes, I regretted my action back then when I killed him for no reason. Or there was a reason, but the approach I used in handling the situation was a little over the top for me. But what was I to do? He had been about to rape the poor woman. Even if I was willing to forgive all sins on this earth, the sin of trying to have non-consensual sex

Damon's POV I hastened my footsteps, wanting to be as far away from Evie as before she would realize that I was out of breath and only just managed to get my feet to walk. I didn't even know why I did what I did in the first place. After she looked at me like I was a killer and she raced away from me, I immediately turned to return to the pack, so I could share the victory of capturing and killing the cloaked man with them -of course, I was not going to tell them who it was or how it came to be that once a dead person came back alive. Still, I would tell them the truth about the death so that their mind would be at rest. But then, I wasn't settled. A part of me had refused to move from the spot where Evie left me. I realized that it was because I was worried for her. Much as I wanted to blame Leo for the manipulation, I knew my wolf had nothing to do with the concern I was feeling for the woman. Before I could stop myself, I raced off in the direction she took, going in search of h

Evie's POV After Miss Aurora and I spent some time together, talking about everything that was going on with us and we parted ways, I was lost about where to go or what to do. I didn't know if I should just return to the slaves' quarter and sleep or if I should get back to work. Well, I returned to the servant's quarter and slept the day away. Imagine my shock when no one woke me up to come and work. I still couldn't help but wonder what that meant. Even this morning, while it looked like everyone was in a rush, no one looked at me twice or asked me to do things. Was I truly free? Of a truth, Alpha Damon already granted me my freedom. That had to mean that I was no longer obligated to touch even a pin at the pack anymore. But then again, it was the cold-hearted Alpha we were ranting about. He might decide in his heart that since I walked back into the pack, twice at that, I was okay with being a slave of the pack. Thus, he might ask me to return to being a servant, and there would