AVA: It has been weeks since that incident where I had almost walked in on Leo telling another lady to hug him, and since then, we haven't communicated, even once.He had not bothered to send me any messages and If I was right, then, he was probably busy with the new lady right now and didn't bother to write me.I brought out my ink from under my bedding and then slipped out a sheet. On it, I scribbled some words and when I was done writing to my heart's content, I kept the ink and brush aside and then went ahead to fold my papers.I blew a whistle and a young man walked up to my window in a haste. The young man was Alpha Leo's servant who usually dispatched my message but he hadn't been useful in a while because I hadn't written to Leo in two weeks now.So when I blew my whistle he hurried by and took the paper from me before carefully dashing out.My eyes and heart were determined to carry out my revenge, Leo or no Leo. If he wasn't ready to stand with me, I was going to stand alon

AVA:Damien folded his fist, his fingers already drawing blood from his tightened fist."You...you really don't know anything about it?" He asked again and I shook my head in negation."No, I don't. I heard of it just now." I replied, wondering if he was trying to pin the blame pin the blame on me.His eyes were gravely sad and his lips expressed nothing but anger. I was expecting Damien to go ahead and tell me what was going out, but he simply rushed out. I on my part, had no courage to pull him back."The slave trade..." I muttered to myself.The slave trade, a trade which involved the capturing, buying, and selling of enslaved humans by werewolves had been abolished a few decades ago. Our predecessors had reached an agreement with the humans that they would abolish the slave trade in exchange for drawing of boundaries and the end of war between them.However, here was Damien igniting a feud of years ago. The reason he is restless with each passing second is that he has a very hig

AVA:Ever since I returned from the trial place where I had experienced Damien killing those people, I have been feeling very sad and down.That type of sadness you're feeling, not for yourself but for someone else.I have been unable to eat since I came back.I can remember asking Leonard if those people's families would feel consoled after those losses and he told me, they would forget with time.But hurt, pain, all the sad moments, can they ever be forgotten?...I felt for those families. I was sharing in their pain, and I was regretting it over and over again but I could do absolutely nothing about it.I was going to try everything possible to be focused on my revenge scheme, but then, I was going to make sure that I minimized the losses. I wasn't going to let anyone die, ever again.I sniffled in and wiped my tears.A knock interrupted my train of thoughts and I was forced to pull my sight to the door."Come in," I said in a cracked voice and Diana walked in with a tray of food.

AVA:"Why did you kill those people without a second thought, huh?"I asked even though I had started heaving deeply and the pace of my breathing increased.I was scared but at the same time, I couldn't hold my passion for those that had just died.I watched as Damien closed in the space between us but this time around, I didn't move back. At least, I would put up this act of bravery as a way of paying respect to those people who had died."You watched me kill them and now you feel so conscientious, huh?" He laughed to his heart's content and then lifted my chin with his index finger."Uhmm, how do I put this, so my brainy wife will understand? They were traitors. I asked them who was behind this but they refused. Wifey, those are people we call hardened criminals." He said and I wondered how he was able to smile with so much blood on his hands.I had said my bit. I didn't need to go further or it sure would be disastrous. My passion would be the end of me if I continued to express my

AVA:"What is it you want to tell me?" I asked the young girl who first looked around to make sure no one was within hearing distance before she said,"I think Auntie Audrey is a bad cook. I don't like her food. Can you or the maids be making food for me, please?" Aria pulled my hand and I sighed softly. I had already been stressed enough for today but then, little Aria was adding to it.I knew Audrey was a bad cook and even when she cooked, she did that with the aid of some maids."Alright, Aria. I will always make your meals and when I'm not there, the chief can do it for me. Is that okay for you?" I bent down and touched the girl's hair.Then I noticed a food stain on her clothes that I couldn't ignore."You have to be careful with your clothes, Aria. What happened to your clothes?" I asked and she said,"Aunty Audrey poured soy sauce on me.""Ok, dear. It must have been a mistake, you see. Audrey would never do it deliberately." I patted Aria's head and handed her to a maid who w