Landon's POV

As Nadia walked out on me, a million thoughts crossed my mind. She was and would always be my childhood sweetheart.


And she was right, we were going to have to figure this together. It's how she keeps willingly sticking her neck out for me when I need her to. So many times, I thought she'd break and get tired of it all, probably consider leaving me. But so far she hasn't. She's even got my back when I don't expect it.

Vance has to get out of the way for us. That's the least I could do. So he has been looking for a way to pin me down, getting his one last enemy off his neck. I have to be really careful because that can't happen. Nadia and I have come way too far for that.

'What do you think we can do, Mars?" I asked my wolf in my head. It's been a minute since we last talked.


'Do about what?" His first reason was all the reminder I needed.

Mars was almost always ever helpful. I wonder how Moon Goddess paired us up at times.


'About Vance, dummy!" I was really trying to not vent my anger and frustration on him but he wasn't making it easy for me.

'You're still hell bent on taking what doesn't belong to you, I see." He responded, hitting me where it hurt.

'If you as much as bothered reasoning before talking, you'd know that Vance has, for so long, eyed what belongs to me. This is only my chance to get it back." I said to him, I wish I did not have to talk to Mars, but he's the only one I've got. I either keep fighting thoughts in my head or just reason things out with him.

Admittedly, he make's me feel like I'm having a conversation about Vance with Vance, and it's just so fucking annoying.

'Beyond Nadia, what else I'd your problem?" He asked like he was unaware about what had just transpired.

'Vance had got my mate, after my sister died at his feet." I said angrily. 'And I want that throne. He has to give me all he took, and more!" I could only be too grateful for the absence of a third party. The conversation was in my head with my wolf, but I was visibly fuming and shaking.

Vance brings out the worst in me and if there's something I've sworn my existence to, is making sure that Vance suffers for everything he has done to me.

'We both know you aren't very remorseful about Talia. Truth be told, you couldn't care less if she lived or died. You were the same before and after her death. The only time you truly loved Nadia was when you didn't know how she came about. Ever since you did, you've been mad at her for being so unfortunate." Mars was really beginning to piss the hell out of me. Digging up dirty history when all I needed was validation for the anger I felt towards Vance. 'You were the one who stuck to your father the most, Talia didn't cause that. When you said you were going to help him and Talia's mom escape death, you did it without informing Ken. You left Ken behind because even though you were brothers, you never really liked him. He was always your competition, or at least you say him as one. You followed your father, leaving Ken behind, thinking buying more of your father's favor points would make him automatically nominate you as the Alpha of Silverhaven. You got mad when Talia came and your father decided to raise her away from the hate she would have experienced if she was taken back to Silverhaven and word ever got out that she was the daughter of a slave." He was on a roll, going on unrelentingly.

'Mars! Shut up!" Words can't describe how mad I felt. If Mars did not stop any time soon could kill myself to shut his voice out.

'The reason we don't get along is because you hate me. And you hate me because I tell you the truth and won't ever tell you what you want to hear." I hated the sound of Mars' voice at this point.

'Mars! I swear I would kill you if I could." I screamed at him.

'Same here. The thing is, I actually can, but I won't. Because I know there's some good in you. And I hope you'd change before it gets too late." And he was so calm! Why was he so fucking calm?! He had poked me where it hurt all over and he had the audacity to do it while being calm. I seemed like an overreacting fool. The one whose emotions controlled him. I actually don't care what anyone thinks.

'Don't you ever bring up all you just said again. It's too much sensitive stuff for you to be throwing around if you are as thoughtful as you claim to be." I said to him,

I had begun to get calm and match his tone. He wasn't going to get me all riled up for nothing.

'You expect me to tell you that what you feel is right? Admittedly, Vance is also an idiot for ever thinking Nadia could take Talia's place. She didn't while they were together, she was not even enough as a side piece for him, which is why he kept having sex with other palace maids in addition to your own Nadia, and Talia, so why would she be enough for him now?" Mars was talking way too much. 'And now you think that the best thing to do is to get Nadia back, get Vance's throne, and rule over the same people that he governed for years, and you expect to have a ‘happily ever after' after that? Really?" Mars kept on ranting.


In blind rage, I rushed to the wall, hitting my head in a desperate attempt to stop Mars from saying anymore. I had had enough and if he didn't stop I'd take more drastic measures.

He finally quit it and went silent. When I opened my eyes, the first bloodied thing I saw was my hands, but they did not hurt. It was until the next trickle that I discovered it was running from my head. Fuck!