Cynthia Dion:As soon as I heard those hurtful remarks, I made my escape. I quickly pushed his hand away and stood up. He grunted and tried to grab my hand to stop me, but I had already rushed off towards the restroom and locked myself inside."Cynthia, come out! You're going to regret this!" he yelled, pounding on the door with anger until I heard a tap on the bedroom door. I believe he turned away to see who he had disturbed at this late hour."What?" he demanded in an enraged tone."Is she okay?" I overheard him say, "I'm coming," as he hurried out of the room and locked the door behind him. He sounded concerned when talking to someone.I had no idea what had just happened, but it was confirmed that he had left the room.I questioned whether my action was brave, considering that I knew if he was capable of harming his unborn child, he might also be capable of harming me.I didn't feel like leaving the restroom, and I stood by the door, unsure if it was a ploy to lure me out. I had
Cynthia Dion: I walked out of the room, scanning the area for him. They were waiting for breakfast to be served as I calmly made my way to the courtyard, where they were sitting at the outdoor dining table.Thankfully, Mr. Holt was already seated next to Maleeka and encouraging her to eat some fruit. Maybe he wasn't in such a bad mood after all?"Ehm!" I cleared my throat, and I noticed Atticus put his phone down and give me a once-over."Hey! Good morning." Mr. Holt didn't even glance my way, but Maleeka warmly greeted me first.I'm glad I don't have a wolf because she would have been upset about not being welcomed by her mates. Being mated to them didn't really matter to me; it didn't affect me the same way it would affect my wolf."Hello, how are you today?" I asked Maleeka, grinning at her and stealing a glance at Mr. Holt out of the corner of my eye."She's fine," he replied on her behalf, turning his face towards me and giving me an intensely cold stare."Oh, that's fantastic,"
Cynthia Dion: When I got back to my room, Mr. Holt was using a laptop, lying in bed. I didn't want to stay in the same room with him.He kept his eyes on the laptop and mentioned, "I've told the staff to get the oceanfront farmhouse in Maui ready for our honeymoon."I gulped nervously and fidgeted with my fingers, wondering why the heck we had to go on a honeymoon when it was clear we didn't like each other. I just couldn't grasp his underlying motive for all these chaotic actions.He noticed my unease about being alone with him and gave a sly grin, then asked, "Do you reckon you can get ready in just two days?"I felt a lump in my throat at this news."Why do we have to go? I mean, Maleeka needs you; your child needs you," I said, hesitating to get closer to him.I felt a deep fear at the thought of what he might do, so I kept my distance."So, are you saying you think I'm irresponsible and that I'm making these plans to shirk my responsibilities?" He seemed to be trying to shift th
Cynthia Dion: He was really mad, and I thought he might change into his wolf form any moment. Then, when I looked up at him, I saw something strange happening to his eyes."Atticus!" I didn't realize that his anger wasn't directed at me, but I was so scared of his wolf side.I released his arms and stepped back to keep myself safe."Fu---," he grunted, then started coughing as if there was no tomorrow."Here!" I hurried to give him some water, but he was too focused on his pain to think about anything else."Atticus!" I knelt beside him, gently rubbing his back in an attempt to comfort him. However, he continued to cough and flinch."We should get you to the hospital," I whispered. As I tried to get up from the ground, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back down again."No!" he adamantly rejected the idea. "That would go against me." He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw, wrapping his other arm around his stomach to suppress his cough.I could tell he didn't want Mr. Holt to hear hi
Cynthia Dion: I started to panic, scanning the room to find a hiding spot for Atticus. I was worried that if I stashed him in the bathroom and Mr. Holt decided to shower or use it for anything else before taking Maleeka out, I'd be in trouble."Just grab the bag from the closet. Your clothes are in there. Why do you have to disturb Cynthia's sleep at this hour?" Luckily, Maleeka proposed this idea to Mr. Holt because she knew her brother was in my room."You're pretty demanding when you're pregnant," Mr. Holt sounded tired, but at least he went along with her suggestion.I paced around the bedroom, feeling anxious about Atticus, who appeared drained from his incessant coughing."Just a few more minutes, alright?" I settled beside him on the couch. Suddenly, he slumped down and, before I could grasp his intent, he rested his head in my lap and clung to my legs tightly.I was too stunned to even take a deep breath at that moment. I was on the couch, and he was on the floor. The whole s
Cynthia Dion: I didn't want to disrupt their private conversation and also their peace, so I exited the house and lingered in the garden, but soon his mother forcibly pulled me out.I knew she had initiated the treatment and even summoned some aides to assess Atticus's condition. I was anxious about him, but all I could do was wait outside in the chill.After a few minutes of my departure, I spotted Enzo emerging from the house with his hands tucked into his shorts pockets, appearing disheveled. His hair was tousled, likely because we had disrupted his peaceful slumber."So, care to explain what led to his loss of strength and your decision to bring him here?" He halted right in front of me and posed a question."Ask him yourself when he wakes up," I shot back, rolling my eyes at him, unwilling to give him any information."Don't get sassy with me," he muttered, gritting his teeth and taking an intimidating step closer to me. When I didn't flinch, he lowered his head and smirked sarc
Cynthia Dion: I observed her approaching, and she gazed at me as though I'd taken something of hers. She had an intense look on her face, and she huffed before slamming her bottle onto the ground and standing upright to speak with me."What on earth are you doing in my mate's house?" she yelled, causing me to nod to confirm that I'd heard her correctly."I apologize, but did you just mention your mate?" I asked with a sly smile, "Because the last time I checked, he had a mate bond with me." I didn't want to pick a fight with her over Enzo, but her sassy attitude provoked me into arguing with her."Huh! So now you want to stake your claim on him? Has stealing Maleeka's mate not satisfied your appetite?" Her haughty tone signaled her intense dislike for me. She stood there, talking down to me as if I were a repugnant creature, when in reality, she had been involved with everyone's mates."And you're the one interrogating me? Weren't you involved with both of my mates? So, who's the rea
Cynthia Dion: "You're telling me he's been poisoned?" I had to ask twice because it sounded utterly perplexing. It was so strange that this had happened to him."Not precisely tonight, but it appears that a small amount of poison has been administered to his body over the past year," he explained, which was even more frightening. Then, something else struck me, and I couldn't help but stare at his face in disbelief."Why did you inquire if I had been preparing his meals?" I asked through clenched teeth, "You don't think I--? Of course, that's why you asked if I had been cooking for him. Didn't you just say it had been ongoing for over a year?" I was seething at his insinuations."Yeah! But that doesn’t mean you can’t connive someone to do so," he shrugged, stealing his eyes from me when I narrowed my gaze at his face."You---," I closed my eyes to calm my raced breaths down before I attacked him and grabbed him by his shirt, "You think I have that much power over his mind to make him