Chapter 32Marco’s point of view He did by his words, dropping me off at the city by my parent’s apartment. I had wanted him to do some greetings before wheeling away but changed my mind at the next second, and bade him bye instead. Two guards were standing behind me with one of them carrying my luggage. The day was already approaching noon, it took us at least more than three fours; if not four hours to get here. I marched straight through their front yard, arriving at their porch where I placed a gentle knock on the wooden door with modern furniture. As if they were expecting a visitor, the door flung open and my mother’s figure popped out into my vision, behind her stood my father with his arms folded. “You weren’t kidding!” My mother beamed before pulling me into a sensual embrace, which I gladly returned. I can’t remember the last time have seen them. Soon after she pulled away, she noticed the two husky males standing behind me. “Who are-““We’ll talk about them later,

Chapter 34Lynette’s point of view My attention centered on my father, I had ask him the most important question, one that cored my curiosity and he went silent. As though contemplating whether or not, he should let me know what I curiously need to learn. Seconds ticked by and I was about calling the silence out when his voice beat me to it. “We went to a seer, and request her to look into your origin, your existence, whatever that accounts to your specialty.” He began, and I realize he was going to narrate in full detail rather than give straight answers. “The Seer spoke about a prophecy, she said something about the sacred red moon, when it shuns at its peak, your fire would burn, it would burn so bright an attraction from it would spread all over. She said, many would crave you and none would offer your safety.” I was following, grasping whatever I could grasp from the tale, trying to create a connection with it all. “We asked what she meant by that, and she enlightened us ab

Chapter 36Lynnette’s point of view The ride to the capital took an extra three hours, but we arrived and for the first time, I’m actually viewing what the capital looks like with my own eyes. Quite different from what I imagined it would look like and pretty impressive actually. The capital is a large estate situated deep amidst the woods of the western region. It’s the home of Lycans, but they are generous with their accommodations to accept lost creatures with no home with them. I hadn’t expected it to be this modern and beautiful, I wonder how much was spent structuring this whole place. The drive to the palace took no longer than a few minutes, the car packed at the right spot in the garage built within the walls of the palace. I stepped out of the car, with a guard at the front aiding my departure. My sight wavered to my surroundings, glancing away from the building that formed off the regency era. The exterior was large and impressive, it reflects the wealth and power hel

Chapter 38He paced around his closet, mulling over the idea skulking at the surface of his mind. He was yet to phone Anders, because he needs to be sure about this. Deciding it was the best and only option, he went back to his room, obtaining his phone on the bed where he flung it, he operated to dial Ander’s number. “Shit!” He cussed, finding out his phone was still dead and he’s yet to charge it back up. The patched up state of the phone does nothing than mock him on his need to get a new one, with a cracked screen, broken battery and many more. He should have gotten it even. However, his earnings, savings were all getting sucked out of his pocket by his debt. One he got in just to save his girlfriend from dying, the lover who later betrayed him and left him for a better man she believed. A knock rang on his door, interrupting his thought as he jerked a head towards the door. It wasn’t unlocked, and the only visitor in mind knocking wouldn’t be anyone other than his assistant.

Chapter Forty “You’ll be repaying elsewhere, and not my bed or anywhere inside this house.” He further said, rephrasing his previous words. “Marco!” Gina seared away from her boyfriend, a bit startled by Marco’s presence as she took slow steps towards him. “What are you doing here?” She asked, knowing damn well the house doesn’t belong to her or her boyfriend to ask a question like that. “You do know that this is my home right, and today isn’t going to be like yesterday that you and your boyfriend threw me out.” His brows nudged closer, and his gaze narrowed to where the boyfriend stood. “I can still throw you out, we’re paying the rent together and I just renewed the rent of this particular apartment, only I without your help. Which actually makes me the owner. So tell me what you are doing here before it goes back to being like yesterday and you’re once again chased out.” She took a cocky stance against Marco, folding arms on her chest. Dren, her boyfriend remained silent rega