Evelyn POVI wore a small smile as two plates of syrupy pancakes were placed between me and Kian. Because the atmosphere felt a little awkward, I avoided his eyes while I plucked one of the blueberries off the top pancake.In the meantime, I couldn’t stop thinking about what happened. Quinn, that witch! There was no doubt in my mind that she was responsible for the missing portions at breakfast. Now, I was so ashamed I couldn't meet Kian’s gaze. What if he brought me here to gently break off the engagement?"Your pancakes are going to get cold if you just keep staring at them," he said, jolting me from my thoughts."You're right," I said a little awkwardly, picking up my fork with slightly shaky hands. "Look, I'm so sorry about the hiccup in the kitchen today... I promise that—""It's not your fault. Besides, it gave us the opportunity for our first outing."I slowly took a bite, happy he was so understanding. I’d half expected him to explode at the dining table. But he had been so ca

Evelyn's pov After a while, the doctors were able to stabilize my father and his heart finally returned back to its natural position. My body felt as if it had been hanging in my throat all this time while I was worried about him and what also surprised me was how Kian just suddenly disappeared. He told me that he had to make a very important phone call. I remained the in the waiting room sitting on the cold metallic bench the doctors told me that I would not be able to see my father today so I was waiting for him to return so we could both go back to the pack house as he did I notice that his charming smile had slipped a little bit it wasn't too obvious he was still firmly latching it onto his face but I noticed that he didn't carry it with the same Charisma as he had before when he left as if something was bothering him. "I'm sorry that I took so long it's ended up being a really stressful phone call but everything is fine now," he showed me, and then his eyes went over to my fath

Evelyn's pov"I don't understand what you find so confusing can't you recognize your own signature anymore? It's clear that you signed this yourself…" Quinn smirked.My rage was steadily building up with every passing second and both of them could see it. Indeed, my signature was on the documents and I could tell that it wasn't forged unless the person was insanely good at it, but that was very unlikely meaning that I was staring at my own signature on a document that claimed I had handed over several areas of lands, properties, and shares from the company that belonged to me as the princess over to my stepmother.This was what my lawyer had come to tell me and even now it's still glued in my mind into pieces I had opened my eyes and closed them rapidly imagining that it was nothing more than a fabrication but despite everything I did the letters in the documents refused to change they stubbornly remained glued to the piece of paper just as my signature did as well."What I want to kn

Evelyn's pov "Are you sure about this?" My lawyer asked about the millionth time as he returned from one of his shelves with a folder under his armpit that he dropped on the table and glanced at both me and my fiance before wearing his eyes from my fiance and bringing them back to me again. I stretched my hands on his table and folded my fingers together then I stole one look at my fiance who was about to officially become my husband my lawyer had already run all the necessary processes and I wanted this to be done as secretly as possible because the last thing I wanted was my step family getting involved and acting as a barrier to this marriage so now we were in this office ready to sign the documents that would officially make us husband and wife but my lawyer was dragging his feet. Watching him as he was dabbing the sweat off of his face I remembered two nights when I had called him and told him that I wanted to have a quick pack court marriage and everything had to be arranged s

Evelyn's pov"What?" I finally exclaimed after looking at my stepmother's face for several seconds with total speechlessness. All the words that my brain was trying to humiliate were hooked on my throat until I finally said that.She repeated what she had said with the same emotionless detachment as if we were just talking about replacing a piece of old furniture that was no longer usable anymore and not my father's life."You can't take my father off life support!" I yelled at her, "...I won't let you…""Are you forgetting that I'm still his legal wife? I have a say on whether or not he should stay on life support…"She was proudly claiming to still be his wife even though she was rolling around in bed with my ex it was sickening to hear and it made my blood boil, my fingers were trembling so much to plant a slap across her face but knowing how that was going to be painted in the worst way possible I held myself back."After everything my father has done for you…" I said, my shoe scr