ALPHA JEREMY'S POV.I lay on my bed, not willing to go to work for the first time. I needed a desperate break. Telling my workers not to call me for anything regarding business for two months didn't work. I needed no additional problems. Searching for money was already a lot. If they began to tell me of their every move in the company, it would only burden me.So, I let the financial team take care of everything regarding finances. In short, I let the different superior teams— who make decisions with me— make their decisions alone. I was simply tired of everything. Things had gotten really worse. After a while of staying on my bed, I got up, and went to the library. Maybe if I got lost in a book, I'd be able to take my mind off everything that was happening.In the library, I checked out the different books available, and picked out a single one about business. When I picked it out, there was a picture frame there, covered in dust.I dropped the book, took it, and dusted it, looking

OCTAVIA'S POV. When Athena left the restaurant, I had felt ashamed, hopeless, deserted… I didn't even mind if some people were staring. I had reached a stage where I didn't care much for people anymore. If only I could lift myself out of the ditch I had run into. Maybe things would be good again.Athena had it all. She had all I ever wanted. The money, the confidence, the beauty, and… the baby. He was so beautiful, and when he had come to me, it had felt like he was talking to me, like he… he admired me.Spit had dribbled down from those little lips, and the only teeth he had, had been two adorable lower teeth which shone bright as he smiled.His skin was so impossibly soft, smooth, and he smelled of Vanilla. Was that how it felt to hold a baby? Athena must be happy daily to hold such a baby, to have him smile at her, to own him, and be the one he loves more than anyone else.I sat there in the café for a very long time, thinking hard on where it had all gone wrong. Well, I didn't

ALPHA JEREMY'S POV."Why am I the only one being blamed?" She asked, and I turned to her sharply. Was she actually saying that? Did she mean I was also to blame? That was definitely what she was trying to imply. "Why are you the only one being blamed? Is there another childbearing Luna in this castle? Or are you trying to say Alpha Jeremy should wed another due to your incapability to produce an heir?" Elder Martin asked, looking at her with irritation playing in his eyes.No." She said, fiercely. "Do you want to go for a test? Do you want to see which one of us actually has the fault? When we do, and it comes out that you're the foolish barren one, you will pack your things, and leave my Palace." I said, and her eyes widened in horror. She tried to speak, but words failed her.Finally, she took a deep breath, and spoke."It… I never intended to…""You don't need to worry about publicity. I'll make it quiet." I added, with anger, and her lips quivered. She held her hands together, a

ATHENA'S POV.When Aiden's cry split the air, along with the others, it felt like my heart was being wrenched apart. I had heard him cry a thousand times, but for some reason, him crying when I was about to leave seemed like the worst he'd ever cried.He looked miserable, and so sad, compared to the other days when he cried for totally normal things. Aiden stretched out his hands for me to carry, and tears filled my ears. One of the women picked him up, and began to rock, and move him around, but he fought against her seriously. He pushed her away with the little strength in his littler hands, and kicked against her."He'll be fine. Babies are prone to crying when taken to a childcare center for the first time, or when they're separated from their parents." Mrs. Lenoir explained, looking at Aiden with a smile."So what do we do if he keeps on crying?" I asked, trying to stop my eyes from watering. "When you leave, he'll calm down. He'll cry for a while, wishing you returned, but with

ALPHA RAGAS' POV.It was well over a year since Lorrie and I got married, but I was yet to adjust to things. I had thought I'd come to love and accept her with time— that time v0uld forge a deep bond between us, but no. Time didn't do anything good to Lorrie and me. It only made it worse. It got to a point where I could not bear to see her face, or hear her discussing vain things. Everything she said from her mouth simply seemed wrong. It was like we were so far apart that we'd never catch up.My marriage felt like hell, and so many times I wanted to end it. Lorrie's father seemed to care less since she was already married, and anytime I tried to give a little complaint on Lorrie's outrageous behaviour which didn't sit well with me; he waved it off as a problem for newlyweds. Unfortunately, being married for over a year didn't sound like newlyweds to me.Due to that, I had decided not to think of him, or give his opinions much thought. If I found out Lorrie was becoming too haughty f