Talia's POV

It was my undoing. I shuddered, remembering how nasty I felt when she and Landon walked in holding hands. Worse still, the fact that Landon still seemed cool with her when he really would have dumped her made me more confused. I decided to round it all up as covering each other, but he was ready void of emotion after that day he asked Vance rudely about it.


I kept flatting it all slide, letting my worries die inside of me. I felt the primal urge to be happy on seeing that she had lost her baby. Deep down I was pained, but I also knew that the silver lining in the situation would be that it won't ever occur again and hopefully, Vance's heir would come from my body.

My delay had had no explanations, but I seriously hoped that something would happen soon, and I'd get pregnant.

It wasn't until Vance publicly embarrassed and instructed me to taste his food in front of a well sized audience that I agreed I was fighting a lost battle.


As much as I wanted to shut my mind, I couldn't. I saw myself waste away while Vance held Nadia close, Landon evil snickering behind, with little show of remorse. Worse still was that I was going to tell Vance about my pregnancy that night, some good news to get the loss of Nadia's baby, a news which I was hoping to break to him too, out of his head.

Then there was more, more than seemed familiar. I saw Landon plan the whole thing with Nadia, no wonder he was never really pained! I caught a whiff of their conversations where he boldly stated he hated me for making his father take he and my mother and run out of a pack which he was supposed to lead after my father. I was the reason why he became Vance's beta.


So this was their game play all along? I should've known none of them had my interest at heart.

Not even Tracy who set me up on Nadia's request. I was yet to find out while she still served Vance even after she had confessed to me that he killed her only son. Stupid me remembered that I once told Landon about it. I really hope that piece of information never amounts to anything for him.

It was happening all so fast, but I was getting it. I remembered it all, and more.

I got a little of Isla's memory, at least to help me navigate my revenge in her shoes.

When I snapped my eyes open, it was to the expectant faces of Ken and the doctor.

I no longer had hate for anyone here. So far they were all my allies.

When I turned my attention to the doctor, I felt Ken shift uncomfortably.

'Can I take some tests?" I asked him politely. He looked genuinely surprised. He wasn't an enemy any longer, I had bigger issues to sort.

'Yeah, sure." He concurred excitedly. 'Anything you want." He added.

I begged Ken to excuse us and told the doctor that I wanted a pregnancy test, and also forced him into confidentiality. He agreed.

We did the test and it was negative, but not just that…

'I'm sorry, something is awfully wrong." He spoke sadly after some physical and intrusive examinations.

'What is it?" I demanded of him. My patience was wearing thin.

'There's no baby…" He started.

'I caught that part, move on!" I barked at him.

'and there's no womb." I felt my spirit crush inside out.

Moon Goddess definitely forgot about the pups subject when writing about my destiny.

'I'm so sorry." He added. His barrage of apology and condolences kept coming, but there was nothing that could fix it.

I could only be too grateful that Isla had a daughter.

After making the doctor excuse me, I dressed myself. Armed with my newfound memory and knowledge, I left his clinic as a new woman. It was time to get my revenge!

Ken was going round in circles when I saw him. He stopped abruptly and looked at me like he was expecting some magical wings to sprout and take me away.

'Hey baby." I said, chirping.

He was only too glad to grab me in a bear hug and squeeze out every morsel of strength left in me. I was weak and tired already. I needed rest.

'Can we go home now?" I asked when he finally took his lips off my face after kissing me on every single spot.

'Sure, sure." He was in such a frenzy. Ken took my hand and led me out.

The ride back was silent. Not because I was weak, but because I was processing.

Without my memory, I thought I had a life behind me, but real life was just in front of me.

I had a wicked couple to stop. But firstly, I really needed to know how far they had gone in usurping Vance's throne.

'Why are you staring at me like that?" Ken's tone was half funny and half worried. I had been thinking of making findings about Moonstone through him, but that would just be putting him in danger. This felt like my cross to carry.

But how was I to do that when he had such a big palace that was kept so closely guarded?

'You look more handsome." I replied, and earned a smile from him.

I made a mental note to not look at him so intently again. It was really clear that I was busy in my head, but I didn't have to drag him into it.

I could really have done with a cold shower. My brain was firing though in all directions and it was hard for me to keep up with.

'I love you." Ken said, whispering so the driver wouldn't hear.

'I love you too." I replied, hoping someday, I would mean it as much as I wanted to. For now, I had stuff to deal with.

He put my head on his chest. While I did appreciate it, I began to feel guilt for thinking about another man on Ken's chest. But Vance is really the last man I knew. It hurt to remember that I forgot Kael.

I decided to take a break from my whirlwind of thoughts and relax.

'It would be alright." I shuddered at the thought of Ken knowing what I was thinking, and decided to quit till I got back and was tightly locked in the shower, with just Kara for company.