Meredith’s POV This feels like the millionth time I am waking up today. Or at least I feel it is the same day. I have lost track of how long I have actually been here. But then again, where is it here? A groan leaves my lips as I sit up slowly. I am surprised that my body isn’t strapped to the bed like it was the last time I was awake. And I can’t even begin to describe how relieved I am that I did not wake up in a cage again. I would just lose my mind. I throw my legs over the edge of the bed, and a chill goes up my body as my feet make contact with the cold tile. The sensation feels strange; it was as though my feet had forgotten what it felt like to be mounted on the ground. The room I am in is plain. Incredibly plain. And when I mean plain, I mean there is nothing but this bed I am on in it. The walls are crystal white, and a chill goes up my spine. The scent of drugs is heavy in the air, and something about the entire place feels like an asylum. But one thing is for sure
Roman's POV“How could you let her get in here?” I snap at the guard whose life is now in my hands. He grips my hand wrapped around his neck as his feet dangle in the air. His face turns a bright shade of red as he struggles for breath.That only made me angrier. He should be struggling to offer me an explanation because if he didn't come up with something reasonable then he is dead either way.“I didn't know she was an intruder. I thought she was his nurse,” he manages to let out. The nurse treating Caelen's wounds shoots me a side glance. I can tell that she is scared as hell.My growl is directed at her and I snap at her too. “Fucking focus on what you are doing!”She flinches then hurriedly tears her gaze away from mine. With shaky hands she continues to tend to Caelen's bullet wound.“And you,” I said to the guard that was on the verge of passing out. Or maybe dying. I really could not care less. “You thought wrong, and because of that we are all doomed!”“Let the man go, Roma
Caelen’s POV“Please do not fuck this up,” I tell Roman, and he glows at me. He can react all he wants, but he had to hear it. We are running out of ways to get Meredith back, and this is by far our best bet at the moment. I place my hand on Roman’s shoulder and look at him almost pleadingly. “I need you to be on your best stoney-faced behavior. Let me do all the talking.”“Fine, but if this doesn’t work, then we are doing it my way,” he huffs, folding his arms above his chest as we await the guards to come open the gate for us. Sincerely, I do hope that this works. I do not know how many more bullet wounds I can sustain before my body gives up on me.It was just two days ago when Roman revealed to me that he and Meredith are mates. I instantly sent word to Reid to let us have another meeting with him, and to my greatest surprise, he actually agreed to it. I suppose I should have no doubts considering that he is unaware that we are the ones who attacked his previous headquarters be
Meredith’s POVUnable to lift my head, I stare at my legs in the dark room. I can hear the beating of my own heart and feel the air entering my lungs. I have barely eaten a proper meal, and these monsters did not even have the courtesy to offer me a toilet. I have peed on myself for the past five days, and the smell is just awful.But at this point, I could not even smell it anymore. I am starting to think I have lost my sense of smell at this point. I have lost most of my senses at this point. I could not feel anything; I haven't spoken to or said a word, seeing as I have been locked in here for several days.I mean, I think it has been for several days. Or has it been months? I have not been keeping count. Occasionally, I would find myself thinking about the kings. Why haven’t they come for me? Have they given up on finding me? Have they found a replacement for me? I wonder how Saul is doing. Has he woken up? Has he asked of me? Was he worried about me? or has he forgotten about
Roman’s POVIt is official; I have lost my mind. And Caelen is not helping in any way. He is the only one keeping me from doing what I really want to do, and that is burning each and every one of the council’s branches until we get Meredith back.I just know she has to be in one of them, but Caelen thinks that would be reckless. We would end up losing more men, which is something we cannot afford, especially after the last attack I led. But I just could not help it; I found it hard to care about anything apart from getting Meredith back.I never thought being away from one’s mate could be agonizingly painful. The others did not know this, but every second I spent without Meredith by my side was like a stab to my heart. It was why I could not think or act properly. And that pain grew by the second. It was slowly driving me over the edge. I fear that if I do not get her back in the next few days, I will lose all my senses of reasoning. To think this is happening when I haven’t even a
Meredith’s POV Blood. The metallic scent fills my nostrils, forcing my eyelids apart. This isn’t my room; where am I?Memories from the previous night come flooding in, and my mouth forms an O shape as the realization dawns on me. Oh, that is right, I am currently in my matrimonial bed. I just spent the night with my newlywed husband.Most girls would be ecstatic to wake up in the arms of their husband after a blissful wedding night. But I am not.I do not even know who this man I call my husband is. My marriage was arranged by my father, and I only met my dear husband once before we said our vows on the altar yesterday. Let me explain. My name is Meredith, the first and only daughter of Oliver Amman. My father is one of the most powerful Alphas in the kingdom of Nuvia. I am sure you are thinking, Oh, I am a princess, and I have the best life. How I wish that were true, but sadly, it is not. And that is all because of one thing.I am an omega.And an omega is the wo
Meredith’s POVI have never beheld such beauty before in my entire life.The three men that surrounded me stood tall, but only two of them gave me a chilling aura.The one who had spoken has icy blue eyes piercing right through my soul. A few strands of strawberry blond hair fall above them, making him appear even more handsome. He has on a white shirt that is folded up by the sleeves. We are in the middle of the woods, and there is not even a speck of dirt on his shirt. And judging by the state of their camp site, I could tell that they have been here for a while. His expression is cold, almost unreadable. The way his icy eyes pin me to the spot has a shiver running down my spine.The second man is bronze-skinned and has eyes that remind me of honey. His muscular and tall physique nearly has me salivating. He has on a black tank top that shows off his impressive torso, along with black cargo pants and boots. He looks down at me with his eyebrows a bit furrowed. Curiosity
Meredith’s POV I blink up at him, wondering if I had heard him correctly. Roman has a deep scowl on his face when he asks, “What do you think you are doing, Saul?”The grin on Saul’s lips is evil and filled with so many mysteries. Mysteries that I am certain I do not want to uncover. "Oh, come on, Roman - look at her. I have never seen a more desperate creature before in my entire life! She says she is willing to do anything; aren’t you a little bit curious to see how far she could go?”The way he speaks about me, like I am not even here, is quite humiliating. A part of me wants to snap at him and tell him to address me with a bit of respect, I am royalty after all, but I am certain that if I do that, they won't even give me off to the slavers.They would kill me on the spot.So, I stay silent and take it all in.My gaze shifts to my supposed mate. I cannot believe he has not said anything about our mate bond. And more importantly, why isn’t he reacting to what his friend