Cynthia Dion:"He informed him about Cynthia getting into some trouble. He didn't mention any names because I swiftly grabbed the phone from his hands at the right moment. However, that's not important because the moment he arrives, she will spill the beans," he added as he noticed the others exhale a sigh of relief. They were back to feeling anxious again."Wait! That's only feasible if he manages to meet her in one piece. If she ends up as a crisp, he won't ever hear a peep from her against us," Just as sinister as his daughter, Mr. York suggested the idea of burning me alive."What about us?" Jack's father whispered in his ear, wearing a mournful expression because they didn't get to harm me. What a despicable individual."It's a matter of our survival or some twisted amusement," Mr. York whispered back, as if he thought no one else could hear him. "I mean, we don't have the luxury of indulging in too much punishment. We need to make the most of what time we have left and dispose o
Cynthia Dion:I was still in his arms while everyone was rising to their feet, coming out of our house and neighboring homes to see what was happening. The audacity of them to still be able to show their faces after what they have done baffled me. "Before you claim we can't give her a deserving title of a slut, our lord, we've got the green light," Mr. York added, just to be on the safe side in case Atticus starts losing his mind again. I was badly wounded but still staying awake because I didn’t want to pass out and miss any decision made against me.“She is a no one anymore,” he said. "Hm!" Atticus gently placed me on the ground, steadying me on my feet by gripping my arms."If that's the main worry – that she's no longer somebody, then I'll turn her into somebody tonight," Atticus made certain they were all taken aback when he proclaimed that. My thoughts were a jumbled mess. Each word was a headache, but I remained in place because he was keeping me on my feet with a firm grip.
Cynthia Dion:"I can walk just fine," I unwrapped his arm from around my shoulder as I headed towards the car and instantly regretted it when I nearly stumbled due to my weakness."Ah!" I winced, sensing his arm around my waist as he hoisted me into the air."I told you I could walk fine," I grunted, gripping onto his collar while pressing my body closer to his."You can travel the world once you're feeling better," he muttered, sounding annoyed with me, and then I sat in the car's driver's seat."Don't go all alpha on me," I grumbled, rolling my eyes and turning to look out the window."Don't be too stubborn, then," he remarked under his breath. It was quite peculiar being married to him. After everything that had transpired between us, I had least expected this outcome. But here we were, married, and I was now the pack's Luna.As he started the car, I kept nodding off, but the thought of returning to that terrible place kept me awake. The ride was mostly quiet, and we only exchanged
Cynthia Dion:"I heard that," I glanced down, recalling how he'd helped make it happen; otherwise, I might've lost everything by now."If you'd like, we can have lunch in the garden," he suggested, but I wasn't sure if I was prepared to face everyone just yet."No offense, but your family might kill me," I attempted to get out of bed, but when I stumbled, he grabbed my arm to steady me."Can I bring something up?" I sank back into the chair, feeling defeated. I'd vowed never to ask him this again because, no matter what he says, he can never provide a satisfactory explanation for his actions."Of course," he settled in across from me on a cushy seat, his eyes fixed on me, waiting for me to continue."Why are you going through all this for me? Do you believe I wrecked your sister's marriage? Do you think I cheated on you? Huh! You even seem to go along with the rumors about me stealing mates. So, why? Why won't you just leave me to face the consequences? Why save me?" My questions made
Cynthia Dion:"So if you want me to stay here and not leave, you'll have to do as I say. You did what you wanted, and now you'll have to do what I want," she warned Atticus, tears streaming down her face."You want me to endure suffering because I can't stand that girl at all," Atticus muttered, keeping his voice low.I felt uncomfortable sitting among them and remaining silent. Mr. Holt was silently staring at my face, clenching his jaw now and then. I had a feeling that he was contemplating how to make my life miserable in the near future."Then why did you accept her in the first place?" Maleeka muttered, keeping her gaze fixed on his face and awaiting a valid excuse, which he had."For you," he concluded, and silence enveloped us. I began to rise from my seat to leave, but Atticus grasped my hand and gently sat me back down. "Stay," he mumbled."What changed now?" She asked with a sorrowful tone. It was unfortunate that the siblings were pitted against each other now, but it wasn'
Cynthia Dion:'Maybe you're forgetting all the things this good-looking guy put us through,' I snapped at her irritably, 'Oh, right! You were still sleeping back then, weren't you?' I teased her for always staying hidden when I needed her. She spoke to me when I turned 18, and then vanished without helping me out.'Well, to be fair, what would you do if you found out that Atticus had harmed Flora?' she asked, attempting to make a point.'I'll make sure he gets the harshest punishment,' I began, but she began celebrating before I could finish.'Exactly what he deserves,' she said with too much joy, trying to prove her point. But if only she had let me finish on time.'But,' I continued, 'I'll make sure to gather solid evidence against him first,' I finished, shaking my head at her. Where was she now? Why wasn't she celebrating now?'What if your sister tells you he did all that to you, but he says he didn't? Who will you believe?' She set another trap, and I knew what she was getting a
Cynthia Dion: "You've got some nerve, standing in my and my husband's mansion and badmouthing him," she pointed her finger at me, and at this point, I let Thea call the shots. This Maleeka has always acted disrespectfully to me. She deserves what's coming to her. "First off, this is my and my mate's mansion. Don't forget, I'm the Luna now. And, secondly, take your finger away before I make it bend and stick it where the sun don't shine," Thea pushed it a bit too far. Maleeka lowered her finger, her eyes wide with shock. She forgot to blink, and her quick breathing showed she was getting anxious and struggling to respond. "So, this is you revealing your true self?" she whispered, nodding in comprehension. "No, I haven't even begun. The way you all treated me, deceiving me with your sweet words, you all deserve much worse," I sneered right in her face. At this moment, I couldn't even tell if it was me or Thea speaking. The emotions were too intense to be artificial. "I was always k
Cynthia Dion: I walked past him into the room, and I heard him rushing after me. I was as mad as a bull, really angry, and somewhere inside, I knew that Thea had lied to me. She was hiding something, and I couldn't get her to spill the beans."Wait, Cynthia!" Atticus kept calling my name, but I went into the room without even looking back to catch a glimpse of his face.I slammed the door and started pacing, but in just a few seconds, Atticus came in. He closed the door, stood in the corner for a bit, and then cleared his throat."You told me I could do anything," he said again, which made me stop pacing and close my eyes to calm down."And? I told you to go and do it now as well, or did I say something totally different from before?" I looked him in the eyes, still pretty upset, and he shook his head in disbelief."Then why are you so mad?" He crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe, watching me without blinking."Oh! You thought this was about you?" I laughed sarcasticall