Saul’s POVThose damn bastards.Who the hell did they think they were going to talk to me like that anyway? They think I have grown soft for that girl. Never. I have my reasons for doing what I did, and if they can't understand it, then they might as well screw it off.The woman beneath me moans loudly as I thrust in and out of her furiously. She grips the sheets tightly as she arcs her back, opening her ass up more for me to infiltrate her. The more she moans, the more annoyed I get.A groan of frustration leaves my chest, and I spank her ass loudly, causing her to yell in surprise.“Be quiet, damn it!” I order, and she bites her bottom lip to keep it shut. But even then, she would let out a few moans and whimpers here and there.I continue to thrust in and out of her, hoping to get some sort of relief, but I don’t. Sighing with annoyance, I slip out of her and tuck my member into my pants. Hopping off the bed, I grab a bottle of tequila from my nightstand and take a big gulp out of

Meredith’s POVIt’s been quiet. Too quiet.I have seen neither the hide nor the skin of any of the kings. Ever since Roman and I’s rather uncivilized previous meeting and my little training session with Saul, I have not seen any of them since then. It has been three days.I swore to do everything within my power to avoid Roman. It is painful enough that we live under the same roof; I can't even stand to breathe the same air as him. I don’t know what I have done to have him as my mate. What a cruel punishment from the moon goddess, if I am to be honest. All he ever does is inflict pain on me and take away the little things that manage to bring me joy.Aside from the fact that we are mates, I wonder how he could leave a helpless girl out in the hallway completely naked like that. Just what is the depth of his cruelty?What could have happened if Maxwell hadn’t arrived when he did? What if someone had taken advantage of me? Would he have cared? I highly doubt that.And to think I was

Roman’s POVIt actually didn’t work.Her rejection actually didn’t work.This only means I was right all along; she was never my mate. True to her words, I do feel something whenever she is close by, but that is only because she is a witch. I cannot deny that there is a huge part of me that does not believe that.But it is not possible for her to be my mate. Edna died years ago, and second-chance mates weren’t real. They were nothing but myths. And even if there was a slight possibility that it was real, I did not want someone like Meredith as my mate. She was in no way compared to Edna. Meredith will never be able to take Edna’s place in my heart, and that is because Edna took that very same heart with her to the grave.I pace my office, trying to shake her off my mind. I have better things to do than worry about a woman. I need to find a way to stop my businesses from crashing and my spies from getting killed. I need to find that damn mole and rip out their throat. But how do I

Meredith’s POVSarah walks up to me with a stack of books in her hands. The table before me jumps when she drops them with full force. “There, these are all the books likely to have anything on omegas in the library,” she says, and I stare at the stack of books with awe.I decided to learn more about being an omega. I want to know why I haven’t infected anyone here or in my entire life except Jonathan. His case was so strange, I don’t even remember what happened after he carried me up to our bedroom that day.Did we have sex? Was sex the key to unlocking the disease? If that were the case, then all three kings would be dead by now. A shiver runs up my spine at the thought of waking up one day to find all three of them in the same condition as Jonathan. That would just be traumatizing. Plus, I doubt I can hide from the wrath of two powerful kingdoms at once. Or does it have something to do with the fact that they are Lycans? Lycans are known to be far stricter than we wolves. Not

Meredith’s POV“So, in summary, you didn’t get the book.” Sarah says this after I finish telling her what happened. I nod. “And you didn’t even get a peek inside the book?” she asks, and I nod again. She throws her hand up in the air and says, “I can’t say I am not surprised, but that means all our efforts were for nothing.” I bow my head, unable to say anything. What could I say? I am still very saddened and disappointed that I didn’t get to find out anything about being an omega. The only thing I have achieved today is setting my sights on some old pictures of a moon goddess and an omega. Now that I think about it, the book I found in the royal library said that omegas were divine beings. I mean, no one has ever associated an omega with being anything good, let alone being divine. There is still so much left for me to discover, and now I am back where I started. I would be lying if I said I didn’t want to cry right now. “Mer? You have been awfully quiet. Are you okay