Aria finished clearing the dining table. She proceeded into the kitchen and washed the plates. She tidied up the kitchen and made sure it was left clean.At a point, she wondered where Lana could be? Was it not her job to make the food and clean up the kitchen? That woman always seemed to be in her own world doing things she only wanted to do. It baffled Aria.Lana knew how to be strange one moment and the next she would disappear. She wondered who Lana truly was and what her agenda was. She would ask Camille where Lana came from.Thinking of Camille, she realised that Camille had been gone to the restroom for way too long. Was Camille still in the restroom or she had retreated to bed? Probably, she was tired and needed some rest. It would be best if Aria did not disturb her. Camille worked a lot and she needed all the rest that she could get.Aria decided to retreat to her room. She doubted Damien would be back anytime soon. It was already getting late. The sun had already set. If Ca
"My daughter is the traitor that we all seek. She is the only one that has betrayed us," Hendrix concluded."Your daughter?" Alpha Kingston asked. "If I'm not mistaken, the same daughter you cast out?"Damien furrowed his brows at the Alpha's words. Yes, Damien knew that Alpha Hendrix had twin daughters but that was as far as he knew.He did not know their names or what they looked like. He never bothered to know. None of it interested him. He hated twins and anything that had to do with twins always turned him off.But he did not understand why Alpha Kingston's statement had rang a bell in his head. He wanted to shrug it away like he always did for matters that had to do with twins but for some reason, there was curiousity fighting to be given justice."You cast a daughter of yours our?" Damien asked. He had not known it when his lips formed the words and spoke up.This action surprised Kai. Kai gave him a surprised look."Since when did you start caring about twins?" Kai asked in a
Aria was dumbfounded as she watched Camille cry her eyes out. She could not understand the source of her pain but she had a few ideas of what was going on with Camille in her head.Thoughts ran through Aria's mind as she tried to understand the cause of her sister-in-law's cries. She was not used to seeing Camille in this condition. Which was why it baffled Aria as much as it did.Could it be because of her mate? Aria was sure it had to do with the mate who she had never seen.Aria's emerald green eyes fell to Camille again. Her expression was heartbreaking. Camille's nose had turned red. Her cheeks too like her nose had reddened. Her eyes had become puffy and her lips were broken as they trembled with every muster of pain that she felt."Camille. . .you need to talk to me. Make me understand what is wrong," Aria pleased in a soft voice as she felt her own eyes begin to water.It was proving hard to watch Camille cry without she crying herself. Camille did not say a word. Her tears ke
Aria didn't know how to react to the information she had just gotten from Camille. She had always thought about her mate and why Camille didn't have any but she didn't realize it was because of this.“So, what happened?” she asked the dreaded question.Camille chuckled humorlessly. “What do you think?”There was a twinkle in her eyes that gave her shudders as she stared at Camille. Could it possibly be that her mate had joined the werewolf hunters? The look in Camille’s eyes told her all she needed to know and Aria felt sorry for her. “Camille, I'm so sorry,” Aria apologized.Camille waved her off, wiping the stray tears running down her cheeks. “I'm fine. These damn tears just keep popping out,” Camille chuckled.Aria could see the sadness in her eyes and the fact that she wasn’t acknowledging her feelings made it worse.Camille was in denial.She would have a long conversation with Damien whenever he returned from his trip. If not because they were werewolves and immortal except
"We found him!”With these four words reverberating around the entire house, all sleepyheads returned to the courtyard where the black sack all tied up was displayed for everyone to see. Rumours traveled from lips to lips; stairs from eyes to eyes. Was it really a wolf hunter? If it was so then the hedge had started to chip little by little. Damien's thick eyebrows furrowed continuously as he trotted out to the courtyard with some of his guards following closely behind him as well as Camille. Aria on the other hand, stood and watched from the large front door expressionlessly. Was she to be proud that she had been proven right? Or was there another handwriting on the wall that she was failing to read.Barely started to rise slowly in Damian's throat, because if that really was an intruder from the other side, then it meant he had been lacking seriously in his duties. What were his subjects going to think of him? What was his reputation amongst other alphas going to be if they heard t
“No! Why don't you just cut off my toes all in the name of filing my nails,” Ellie scolded her servant who shook in fear as she held tightly to the nail file in her hand. It was afternoon, one of the very points in the day Ellie's mood swings got the best of her. The next nine months we're probably going to be the worst days in the lives of the workers who tended to Ellie. One minute she's asking for a heavily prepared meal or a freshly haunted reindeer, the next she just wants water with sugar.Even Gerald, her husband, had his own share of her daily tantrums.Ellie scratched roughly through deep brown hair as she stuffed her fingers in the bowl of popcorn next to her. On her left was also a bowl full of sugar cubes and in front of her was the latest episode of her favourite series airing. And as carefully as Gabby was caring for Ellie's pedicure was the intensity of the latter's irritation with someone constantly tugging at her toes. It had just been a few days ago when he found o
Thunder rumbled in the dark clouds above, sending the torrents of rain down to the earth even faster than before. People scurried quickly around beneath their umbrellas to get home as safe as they can. The wind threw around the shrubs, making them sway from left to right to left again. A flash sparked in a split second revealing deserted building in the blackened atmosphere. An SUV car speedily drove up the road with its blinding headlights shining far into the darkness. The wheels sprayed a good amount of muddy water into the air, so that if anyone had been passing by it at that moment,they would have been drenched by it. The sleek car pulled over in front of the abandoned house. Consequently, the headlights were turned off, calling darkness back to stay till they returned again. Sam picked up his umbrella from the backseat and opened the door of his car. Opening up the umbrella, he sheltered under it and shut his car, locking it with a remote. He looked around for a while. Even if
Victor had a naughty boy smile on his lips as he showed her his pinga, as should be indelicately termed for a youthful man like him. He sat on the bed which seemed to have been made exactly for what he yearned for that instant. Victor leaned back in the shadows, while the lady stood by the bathroom door. Merely set his eyes on her stunning naked frame, damp with sweat and desire. Like a mold of clay hardened up by the touch of the sun, his huge manpower stood erect. That thing burning that burned in the light of the window was pure and thick like the magical branches told in the stories, which we never got to see. She watched the paradise between his legs, as it sprouted like a vine, carried aloft by a powerful vein precisely dividing his body, and flourished upwards top branches of a tree would spread.“Come over here,” he called to herShe stood nude in the lamplight and all she had on were White embroidered cotton stockings that were held up by elastic bands around the thighs. Vi