All Chapters of FROSTBOUND : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

~Odessa~ The afternoon has been moving on in haste. And not just the afternoon, but the week since Elsa has been keeping me company. Either doing one thing or the other in the times Margaret was not around to teach me some things. As the week had gone on, Margaret had been taking her time day by day, enlightening me on the things I did. How I'd lived and also how I'd run the company. Margaret had also informed me about what had been going on in the company, how I'd made headlines, the assumptions both in the company and public, and how the staff had eagerly waited for my return to the company. But then, I had no access to the internet to read their concerns myself, heeding the simple instructions from doctor Kane, which Margaret made sure I obeyed. According to the doctor, staying away from the internet meant protecting my mental health until I fully recovered. Until I have my memories back. And this morning, Elsa had informed me that Margaret had finally gone to address the co

~Odessa~The morning had come faster than I thought. Each second ticked with haste, drawing closer the awaited moment.I should be excited about meeting my parents again after this horrible accident that had left me in this pitiable state. But then, here I was having my hands and feet sticky with sweat when the morning chilly air was blowing through the window.Elsa stood at my doorway."A blessed good morning to you, my Luna," Elsa beamed, obviously stealing my excitement. I should be this excited. They were my parents after all, not hers."And I bet you hadn't slept a wink last night thinking how you're going to give me the warmest bath, have my hair braided, dress me exquisitely, while you make sure I smelled the most intoxicating." I jested, having her chuckle so loud as I remembered how I had warned her against the last part which had led to the threat that had haunted my sleep for days.I still can only imagine the gross of it when my parents come to meet the head of their dau

~Adrian~ I noticed her fingers were tight on the edge of her gown. So tight I was sure she would ruin the dress. Perched in that chair like my wife, beautiful that I can't deny, with that exact face I had fallen in love with. She had the same face as my wife and of course, I had to show this couple seated right here that she was my wife. The couple needed to be convinced that everything was perfect and Juliana was alive. My calmness was at the edge of snapping having to give in to my mother's plan which now seemed to be right even though every damn thing was wrong, and this was driving me to the verge of destruction. The option was there shamelessly leaving me with no other way to turn to. What other option would I have when trouble lurked? Mr Martin even though a human with less powers compared to me an alpha with supernatural powers and high authority, would go the extra mile to make sure he destroys me if he finds out his daughter was dead; in a mysterious way that up t

~Odessa~The conversation slowly slipped from talking about my well-being to the company where I got lost in all the things they said. I kept reminding myself there was no need to panic. Soon, I would recall all these things they discussed.As the conversation dragged on, I strayed at some point and couldn't catch up, feeling dizzy every once in a while. I only got to know that breakfast had ended when I felt Adrian's tap on my lap. I instantly snapped back to reality."Your parents said they would like to take you on a stroll in the garden." He said, my head lowering at the embarrassment of straying."Oh, is that so?" I asked, but Adrian ignored me and took my hands instead, still acting like a loving husband. "Yes, my dear? But before we do that I have a suggestion to make. I think we should spend more days with you. Since the accident is more serious than we thought, why don't we spend more days with you? That way, it will help you recover your past faster." Mom suggested, looking

Mom glanced sharply at Dad, and Dad squirmed at her intense gaze on him. "Ah... I mean..." He tried to speak but stuttered."Um... Your Dad means his position in the company. You know as the president, people make a joke of calling him the alpha. It implies someone who handles a huge load of work all by himself." Margaret cut in."Oh, is that so?" "Yes, that's right." Mom chipped in, but I didn't miss the disappointment in Dad's eyes, as if there was something they weren't saying right and he wasn't comfortable about it. "Why don't you have a taste already. It tastes better when hot." Mom urged quickly, pushing a plate to herself and began dishing the food. I took a seat beside Mom, silence settling heavier than the spoken words, and then, she passed the dished food to me.The chill settled around me. Why does it always seem they had something important to say but were afraid to speak about it? Why does it always seem that there is a side talk always punctured in my presence? Like