Chapter 29Megan’s POV. The knock came again, interrupting our conversation. I turned my head swiftly to see the physician entering the room, a grave expression etched on his face. Instantly, a sense of foreboding washed over me, and I braced myself for the news he was about to deliver.A sense of apprehension settled in the air, thickening it with an unspoken tension. Something was definitely amiss.That I was sure of!As the physician approached, his footsteps seemed heavy, as if carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. I watched his lips move, forming words, but the sound seemed distant, as if I was underwater. The gravity of the situation hung in the air, thick and suffocating.“Are you listening?” He suddenly asked, jolting me out of my thoughts. “Uhhh.....” I trailed off, laughing nervously and he nodded. “There’s an impending danger in the pack!” He said and my eyes widened. “What?” I swiftly turned to glance at Khalid who was at the edge of the seat. “What do
Chapter 30Alexis POV. I was in my room, lost in thoughts that I wasn’t conscious of my surroundings again. “Did I do something bad?” I couldn’t help but ask myself, as I facepalmed myself. On a second thought, I shook my head firmly when I was fully aware that I had done nothing wrong. “Should I not have accepted to his deal?” I asked myself, but shook my head defiantly. “I did nothing wrong,” I tried to convince myself, and I heaved deeply. It was Megan’s fault!Everything happening is her fault!I groaned deeply as I stared at her, and breathed deeply. “I did what I did to get what was mine back,” I thought and heaved deeply. “So it’s obviously her fault,” I muttered and breathed deeply. “She should never have tried to take what does not belong to her,” I thought with a smirk on. I facepalmed myself as I groaned loudly. Leaning back on my seat, I shook my head tiredly.If I said I wasn’t feeling guilty, then I would be considered as a big liar. “Should I have never sacr
Chapter 31Khalid’s POV. After thinking about it for a long time, replaying the events in my mind over and over, I came to a realization. Maybe I had been too hard on Alexis. The weight of my actions pressed heavily on my heart, urging me to seek for forgiveness. I knew I had to make things right, to apologize for my unwarranted anger and aggression towards her.With a determined stride, I made my way to Alexis's room. My thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions, a mix of regret, guilt, and a glimmer of hope for reconciliation. As I reached her door, my hand hovered uncertainly before finally pushing it open without bothering to knock.The sight that greeted me was unexpected. Alexis appeared preoccupied, engrossed in some task or another. It seemed as though she hadn't even noticed my abrupt entrance, which I was sure she did. Nevertheless, I forged ahead, my words tumbling out in a rush. I wanted to express my sincere regret for my behavior, to acknowledge the pain I had caused her
Alexis POV I let out a long, slow breath, feeling a wave of relief wash over me as Khalid finally left the room. For a moment there, I thought he was going to ask me about what I was drawing. The fear of being caught had sent my heart racing, but now, as I glanced at the closed door, I realized I had been overthinking things. Khalid hadn’t said a word about my artwork, and I couldn’t help but feel a mixture of gratitude and curiosity. I had been working on this drawing for weeks, pouring my heart and soul into it. It was a personal piece, depicting my innermost thoughts and emotions. Sharing it with anyone felt like exposing a vulnerable part of myself, and I wasn’t ready for that. But still, a part of me wondered if Khalid would appreciate it. He had always shown an interest in art, often discussing various techniques and artists with me during our conversations. As I sat back in my chair, I allowed my gaze to drift towards the drawing resting on my desk. The lines and colors
Khalid POVAs I walked out of the room, a frown creased my brow. Alexis’s behavior had struck me as peculiar, but try as I might, I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it meant. Alexis behaviour was quite strange and I couldn’t shake off the feeling Thoughts swirled in my mind, attempting to decipher the enigma that she presented, but they remained elusive, slipping through my grasp like sand.I replayed the scene in my head, searching for clues, for any hint of what was going on behind Alexis’s guarded expression. Was there something she was hiding? Had I missed a subtle change in her demeanor? My mind tirelessly sifted through memories, desperately trying to make sense of it all.But no matter how hard I thought, nothing substantial emerged. It was as if I was grasping at shadows, chasing after phantoms that vanished as soon as they materialized. Alexis’s behavior simply defied explanation, leaving me feeling perplexed and somewhat uneasy.I prided myself on my ability to read
Alexis’s POVI put the finishing touches on the drawing, my hands trembling with a mix of anticipation and anxiety. The layouts and strategies were complete, a roadmap to the heart of the pack’s vulnerabilities. This was the culmination of our plan, the moment of truth.As I folded the paper carefully, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of nervous energy. The weight of what we were about to do pressed upon me, but I was resolute. Megan’s betrayal had left a deep wound in my heart, and I found myself pondering a decision that would serve as my retaliation. The pain she caused fueled my determination to take action, to show her that I wouldn’t be defeated.Gazing at the drawing on my desk, I clenched my fists, the lines and colors seeming to reflect the anger that burned within me. Megan had crossed a line, and now it was my turn to strike back. I convinced myself that giving Aron the map to the pack’s vulnerabilities was the perfect way to expose Megan’s wrongdoings and regain my lov
Megan POV I paced back and forth in the room, a sense of unease gnawing at my insides. I had this inexplicable feeling that something significant was about to happen, and the absence of Khalid only intensified my restlessness. I had tried inquiring with the maids and guards, but none of them seemed to know where he was. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.I glanced at the clock, its steady ticking reminding me of the passing time. Each minute felt like an eternity, and the uncertainty weighed heavily on my shoulders. What could be keeping Khalid? Why hadn’t he returned yet?I searched my mind, grasping at any possible explanation for his absence. Was he caught up in a meeting or engaged in an urgent matter? Perhaps he had encountered an unexpected obstacle or lost track of time. The possibilities swirled in my head, but none of them provided solace.As I continued to wait, my impatience grew, intertwined with a worry that I couldn’t shake off. My footsteps echoed in the em
Khalid POVI stood in the midst of a heated argument with the elders, the tension thick in the air. We clashed over the matter concerning Meghan, her actions causing a ripple of discontent within the pack. I fought passionately for her, believing in her worth and the strength of our connection. But the elders remained steadfast in their judgment, their voices rising with each passing moment.Just as the argument reached its crescendo, the door to the room swung open with a force that startled us all. A maid, breathless and wide-eyed, rushed into the midst of our dispute. The elders were quick to scold her, their anger seeping through their voices. But something within me told me to halt their reproach.“Wait,” I interjected, my voice firm yet measured. “What is it that you need to tell me?”The maid hesitated, her eyes darting between me and the elders. Her urgency was evident, and I sensed there was something important she needed to convey.“It’s Meghan,” she finally spoke, her v