All Chapters of His Revenge Pawn: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Lucian's POV The ride back to the mansion was quiet, we arrived in no time and I lifted her out of the car, taking care to avoid aggravating her injury. Her arms wrapped around my neck as she held onto me for balance. I held her firmly before making my way into the building. I should have sent her back to the clinic so she could get treatment but I did not trust anyone to keep her safe and make sure she doesn't escape again. Instead, I made my way to her room and dropped her gently on her bed. The maids did a good job in cleaning it up after I had informed them that she was getting discharged, little did I know that she was plotting her escape. My eyes went to her tear-streaked face and I sighed lightly. Before setting out to find her, I had been angry that she dared to make a fool out of me. I had planned a lot of punishments in my head for when I caught her, but on seeing her in that state in the forest, I couldn't explain how my anger suddenly dissipated. Instead of rag

Amelia's POV Ever since the old witch told me that danger was looming around me, I had been worried. My mind has been occupied with thoughts of what danger it might be and how it would come my way. Melody was going to be wiped out soon, so who would want to harm me? My mind wandered back to the mysterious person who helped clear my tracks when I attacked Melody. I had almost forgotten that someone helped conceal my crime, but now that I thought about it, it could be the mysterious person, but I wasn't sure about it. I had tried to enquire from the witch what she meant by her words but Damon shut down the conversation, calling the woman crazy for spewing such nonsense. I also wanted to believe that the woman didn't mean what she had said and was just being weird but the feeling of unease that settled in the pit of my stomach after hearing her kept me on my toes. Damon dismissed the woman angrily and since that day, I have not sent eyes on her. I would have gone to see her mys

Damon's POV Amelia returned home a day before our mating ceremony. I had wanted her to come home earlier but she insisted on coming back at will. Today was finally the day of our mating ceremony and due to past events, I made sure to take measures to ensure everyone's safety, especially Amelia's. I had told the guards to make sure not to let Lucian or anyone who resembles him in. I didn't want a repetition of what happened at my father's memorial. I had guards stationed at every point in the mansion and outside the compound, including the kitchen and the grand hall where the event would be taking place. I also ensured they were maids who would taste every meal that would be prepared before any royal would eat from it. This was to ensure that no one gets poisoned again. As usual, the hall was decorated in grand style. Every piece of item in the hall was custom made. There was enough to eat and drink and a lot of entertainment for the elite guests that would be in attendance. I d

Damon's POV "Are you okay?" My mother asked in concern as she tried to help me up from the floor. I shook my head, my brain spinning with the thoughts of losing my wolf. "N-No I'm not fine. I-I can't feel my wolf anymore," I stuttered in response. My mother's brows furrowed, "What do you mean you cannot feel your wolf? You must be thinking things. Come on, I'll help you to bed," she said and tried to lift me. "I'm serious, Mother, my wolf is gone! I can't feel it inside me!" I yelled frantically as dread washed over me, "That's impossible, have you tried connecting with him?" "I can't reach him. I feel empty, don't you get it? Doctor! Someone send the doctor here, right now!" My body was shaking in fear as my eyes darted around. My mother sent a glare to Amelia who was visibly terrified by the news, "It can't be, trust me, this is just a misunderstanding. You are confused about what is going on inside your body. It's not possible that you lost your wolf just by falling uncon

Damon's POV The door flung open and my mother barged into my room, looking like she had seen a ghost. She was still dressed in her night robes and had a terrified look on her face. I stared at her in confusion, trying to understand what she was doing in my room this early in the morning, and what her problem was, coming into my room without knocking first. Her eyes fell on Amelia, who was sleeping beside me with her head on my chest, and her face darkened, "Why is she here?" She asked with a deep glare, referring to Amelia. "What are you doing here, mother?" I retorted and she rolled her eyes. "I had a dream.” I shrugged, "I don't see how that is my concern, mother, it is natural to have dreams." "This is serious, Damon. The dream was quite a disturbing one. That menace, Lucian killed you and then imprisoned me for life! “And do you know what is most terrifying about this dream? Lucian had help from someone in this pack." My brows furrowed and I slowly sat up from the bed,