NIKKI I wake up to an empty bed, Chris is up already up and about. Recently, he's been too busy flipping through journals and accounts and stocking up treasures in a medium golden box. Ever since he sent the letter to Orlando Pack, he's been acting weird and alone. Perhaps they turned him down, but I doubt that Aaliyah would do such, considering it's her late papa’s pack and she is the legal alpha. And even if they did turn him down, I’m sure the reason is justifiable. The army is kicking off strong, intense training and skills and over the months, they've increased in number, of people volunteering themselves. Regardless, there's more work to be done. The army is not strong enough to defend the pack fully if it's kissed with battle. The only way out is investing in ammunition and redeeming the pack members held captive as slaves, the sole reason why Chris is working his ass off. I scratch my lazy eyes, get out of my bed and into my robe before stalling out of the bedroom. With a
NIKKIIt’s been a hectic day, and the blessing of a day like this is the beauty of sleep. Taking off my dress, I amble into the bathroom. The bath one of the maids prepared earlier is still warm.I soak myself in the water, allowing its warmth to massage my skin. The fragrance from fresh lemon soap wafts into my nose, calming my senses as I take a deep breath. Just what I need.The activities of the day play before me, and Chris’ voice yelling at me is one I can’t shake off. I get it; he was exhausted and under pressure, but having him take it out on me is unacceptable.Is it because he’s never yelled at me before? We were once cozy lovers set ablaze and ready to destroy everything we touched with our heat.And now?I sigh. I just might be overthinking it; perhaps I’m still pissed at him.Getting out of the bath, I press off the excess water from my hair. I take the towel to pat dry my body and properly dry my hair, leaving it wet and clogged around my shoulders.As I open the door to
NIKKI Where could Shelly be? Is she okay? How is her baby and the unborn? I’m still haunted by the questions. Curious, I hurriedly take my bath and get into a simple black gown with thick fabric for protection from the chilly weather. While Chris is neck deep into his old journals as usual, I take a stroll with a few servants around the pack and first, to Shelly’s house. As usual, it's locked. No signs of her or her baby or any living thing in there... What could be wrong? The last time we spoke wasn't something to be fond of, but I tried to be polite. I was hoping she would come around and not disappear like a thief. Right now, I don't care what she's doing with her life, I just want to be sure she's okay...just any clue, please moon! I talk within myself in frustration, leaving no hint to the servants keeping me company. Disappointed, I take a U-turn, heading to the palace. The cold weather is almost sniffing life out of me in the most brutal way imaginable and the heavy wind s
CHRIS Exhausted, I flip the journal I’m investing upside down so I can return to it when I’m ready to. I get up and head out of the study and to my room to meet Nikki. We could have lunch or talk or do whatever crazily thing on her mind. Of a truth, our private life has been shaken because of my constant availability of late. I can't help it, even though I've explained to her countless times without numbers, she is adamant and feels it's intentional. We could cuddle all day, perhaps I shouldn't return to the study for today, rather I should spend it in her warmth, I think aloud, passing by servants that turn their faces to the side while I soliloquize. The room is empty, and so is the bathroom. “Nikki.” I call, to be sure she isn't curbed up somewhere. There's silence, not a single response.Shutting the door, I head to the main chamber even though she has no business there, also to the large guest room, parlour, and then the compound, and it's just the servants and no Nikki. “
NIKKI For long minutes I remain on the floor where his one blow had landed me, with my hand planted on the cheek that is now red and hurting from his impact. He left me to my fate, realizing the much damage his impact had caused and somehow, I’m glad he did. If he were to be here, I would have launched another attack and probably earned more bruises. Tears well up in my eyes, at this point wanting to know why he freaking did that, my pain is that he freaking did that in the presence of the servants, he fucking humiliated me in their very before, reducing my integrity and his as well. What a leader to emulate.I saw the signs but I chose to ignore them, he belittled my pack one time, saying I can't relate to his stress because I came from a powerless pack and I was a slave at Orlando’s after all. He sent me to the highest of heavens without my consent just last night and now, this?Who the hell is Chris and what the hell is he turning into? What the heck is getting to him so badly
NIKKI The sky is bright, and the sun’s harsh rays seep into the carriage from the small window of the carriage, making me squint. It kisses the spot where his hand smacked delicately, hurting me the more. I adjust to the left side of my sit, and away from the sun’s beautiful punishment. I lay on the side, my head leaning on the window as I observe the scenery. It's not beautiful, nothing special to want to keep as memory but one thing is certain, I’m never going to see a place like this. With every movement, the grasses grow taller and the trees thicker, with every movement, I get closer to safety and far away from a place I made my home, from the people I gave so much for, and from Chris, my supposed mate. “When you meet your mate, he will be everything you dreamed of and more. The moon goddess never makes a mistake.” My mama once told me, with a broad smile on her face. She is perfect, the figure I look up to even in her absence. Her union with my papa is every girl child’s drea
NIKKI The hospitality is as good as the last. The maids served me a very sumptuous meal after they prepared a warm bath for me to calm my nerves after such a long journey. It's almost two hours now and I’m yet to see Aaliyah. Deciding to go see the alphas and ask for her whereabouts if I don't see her after a thorough search, I begin to creep off the bed lazily. Boom, the door shoots open and the silly figure is in view, all smiley. Gorgeously pure. "My darling!” Aaliyah rushes to me and jumps on me before I could get up and hug her like spoilt children. "Oh, Aaliyah. You're still full of drama.” I manage, wiping the tears off my cheeks at every moment I could, not wanting to appear weak when I clearly am weak. "When I heard of your visiting, I ran down here. Shit! Moon knows I wish you by my side daily.” She rants, still clinging to me like glue."As your mate?" I chuckle. "Don't make the trio come after me, I've got no strength to engage in a bloody fit.”"Are you insinuating
NIKKI "And did you just run off, just like that?” she sounds perplexed. "Yeah, it's safe to say I ran for my life.”"Say what now?” Her brows are arched. “You’re getting me confused. What should I have done? Do his laundry before leaving or make him his last meal, or...”"Damn, Nikki. How about making him a replica of yourself to keep his bed warm? You know I’m not all about that crap.”"Okay? You should spill at this moment. Because if it's ironing things out...it’s a no. If I had spent one more minute in there, I would be a captive for life and you will be over here writing notes I would read but cannot reply to, thinking I’m fine as my ass.”"Your ass indeed. I meant to destroy his freaking face with hard blows, slaps, and scratches. Put your freaking nails to good use, girl.” She sounds pissed. "How can you just up and leave?”"It sounds tempting, but I’ll pass. I'm certain I will have my eyes totally removed if I did that.”"He wouldn't dare, stop hyping this motherfucker.”"I