Damon's POV As soon as I was able to get away from my Gamma and the pack guards, I strode hurriedly to my office. I wanted to avoid having as much contact with the world as possible. I knew that everyone from the pack, especially the pack Elders, would want me to give a reply and let them know what was going on and how I meant to tackle the whole ordeal, but presently, my mind was not settled and I didn't trust myself not to make a blunder in front of them if I tried to give a speech.Heck, I didn't even want to think about anything as I was. Not about the pack, not about the threat to my life, not about the person who thought that it was wise to use something akin to dark magic, not about how every effort I had made for the pack could get swept under the carpet any time soon, not about the part I had unknowingly and might still unknowingly partake to aid the criminal, not about the whole reason for my existence and why I was struggling so hard to exist.At this point in my life, I f

Evie's POV I gasped multiple times, trying to get some more air into my system. For a second there, I thought I was going to die. I thought it was going to be the end for me. My eyes went to Miss Kardashian and I saw her looking at me like I was a monster. I became angry when I saw that expression on her face. How dare she treat me like I was the monster when she was the devil's spawn herself?I knew the woman to be all things, but never have I imagined her to be anything that can easily be treated as a killer. If she hadn't been forced off me, was that how she would have killed me? Would that have been how I would have ceased to exist? At that moment, in the face of death itself, I promised never to take life for granted anymore. My eyes fitted to the woman again. If she had killed me as she planned, how would she have explained my death? My hands went to my neck and I winced as I felt the pain from even touching it lightly. I knew without being told that the place would be tender

Evie's POV I sighed in relief as I was finally done with the last chores. My stomach grumbled loudly, and I held my stomach with my hands to keep the sound from getting out. Not that it helped though. What I needed to settle the low rumbling was food. "At least, I'm done with work and can actually find something to eat," I mumbled to myself."Is that so?" I heard a voice ask from behind me. Dread filled me as I turned around and came face to face with Miss Kardashian. I had hoped with everything within me that the woman and I would not meet anytime soon. Maybe even not forever. My neck itched, reminding me of the harsh treatment I got from the woman that morning. I knew she could only be standing right in front of me for a single reason -to cause more damage to my life."And here I thought you were just starting." She said in a voice that felt like it was full of sympathy when, in fact, it was filled with the anticipation of her next step to earning the world guineas record of bein

Evie's POV "How dare that man?! I growled as I finally put on a pair of gloves to protect my hands from coming into contact with the deadly paint in any way.After he had ordered me to clean the paint without any regard for my life, I stood there, perplexed about how to go about such an impossible task. Even the child that died in the tragedy had not yet been moved because the men feared for their lives. It wasn't until two other men came in, fully clothed in leather clothes, and were able to drag the child out that I saw that there was a way out.So, after they had all gone to bury the dead, I moved to the servant's quarter and found some leather clothes for myself. I also got some boots to wear for my feet, and also some gloves. Now, I was about to start cleaning the mess. The mess that Miss Kardashian had given whoever the intruder was the chance to carry out the deadly plot.I didn't know why I defended the woman too when she had nearly killed me that morning. But it might have b

Damon's POV At this point, I wouldn’t even lie to myself. That girl called Evie hiked me. I couldn't believe that she had planned to escape from the packhouse. What would have happened if I wasn't around to curb her wings back into the shell where she belonged?It was a good thing that I was outside when I was or she would have succeeded in her plan. I had gone out because my mind was not settled, and I couldn't bring myself to sleep no matter how hard I tried to go about it. I was about to return to the packhouse after making sure that everything was right at the main gate when I heard a scream piercing the sky. The guards and I became momentarily confused about what was going on.A small mind told me that the show that was about to go down was the reason why I couldn't close my eyes. But I didn't sense Leo on alert. In fact, he seemed delighted. I nodded to the guards to check the threat out while I manned the gate for any more attacks. Once they were gone, I sniffed in the air. I