Imogen’s eyes flickered twice to a ceiling made of glass. She looked sideways from an unfamiliar room down to a male figure abutting against a wall and staring perplexedly at her at a distance.
Her vision was blurry for some seconds before she could see clearly. The male figure rushed towards her just when he noticed she had regain consciousness.
She was totally confused, she frown her brows trying to get out of bed but her bones were stiff that she groaned in pain.
“Hey…Hey, stay in bed, you need some rest” Oliver advised. She didn’t listen not until she lost her last ounce of strength.Imogen scrutinized him once again. Their eyes locked and silence existed between them. “Who are you?” Imogen asked as Oliver’s eyes widened in surprise.
He was completely speechless.At that moment, he couldn’t think of anything but he could clearly read
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Oliver and Brandon could clearly hear the footsteps with their wolf powers. The steps grew closer and closer as they look ahead with their mouth opened slightly in surprise to see a female figure in front of them. They both looked away from the figure back to Imogen and from Imogen back to the figure. Imogen suspected their actions towards her. Looking ahead, she was at the same time shocked to see a female figure who looks exactly like her. Her eyes could believe what she was seeing at the moment, it was like she was daydreaming, her clone looked braver and determine than she is. Compare to her, Imogen look soft hearted from outside but brave and determined from the Inside. She is her complete opposite. Her clone was neatly and smartly dressed in white fitted outfit and white boots. Her hair is well packed in ponytail. The sword worn around her body made her look like a skilled fighter who can slit the throat of th
Seeing the male figure in front of her, she felt so familiar with his muscle curves, erupting as he removed the hoodie from his face and dropped it gently to his back. He looked up slowly and Imogen was surprised to see who it was. “Oliver?” she spatted. Smiling in dominance, “It’s time to go home,” he replied. ---2028. Osarious times. The next couple of seconds, Imogen snapped back to her senses to find herself back in the woods. She looked up to Oliver as he stared at her in perplexity. &n
Imogen was escorted to a room by a maid who looks more friendly and secure than any other person in that mansion. Her smile was warm and captivating. Imogen feels rest assured around her. She thinks she's got a new friend who she could at least get along with and not be bored during her stay here. To her surprise the room was bigger and larger than she could ever think of. Having a big and colorful room was her dream all along. The room was Painted with the most colorful flowers that she could ever imagine. By the way, having that kind of room to herself was the longest wish she has ever wished for. The room was neatly arranged and the furniture smelled new and luxurious.
Back in the city. Two male figures appeared at the reception in R.A pet hospital. The nurse was frightened and nervous like she committed a crime that she needs to be arrested for. Her smile was not only fake but she was quivering silently. "We seek Dr Catherine, is she present" they asked calmly. The nurse blinked twice, "I'll call her right now," she replied, reaching for her phone. She dialled Catherine's number and she picked up after two consecutive vibrations. "You've too visitors waiting for you at the reception,"
As expected, Braylon walked down the stairs hale and hearty. His perfect skin glommed out of exposure to the direct sun light penetrating in.he was more hot and charming walking down the stairs, his muscles were curvy and sexy. So much that Imogen could barely take her eyes off not until he reaches the table.She cleared her throat as if she wasn’t looking and continue with her meal. Braylon who already knew she was looking scoffed and sat next to her.The maid had his own steak and a bowl of medicine served in front of him. He picked up his cutlery and dogged into his meal quietly, as if there was no one at the table, he continued with his meal.Camiona, who was feeling irritated by his actions decided speak up. “You should at least say hi or something, we’re not statues” &nb
She looked back to see no one other than Braylon. He was standing and abutting against the wall behind Imogen. His glare was seductive, as he detached from the wall and walked towards her. He beckoned to the maids standing near her and they took their leave. Imogen’s head was down as she cursed inside, ‘what on earth does he want now, I mean he literarily ignored me at the table and now he is back for what?’ she scoffed looking at herself once again before standing to her feet and reached for her dress. Without exchanging glances with him, “what is you want?” she inquired, probing her dress before exhaling. Brandon folded his arms and moved next to her like he wants to prob her instead. Imogen was shocked by his sudden actions. Her expression speaks a lot.
The ceiling of the building at the top where Imogen was standing was weak and could collapse at any point in time. Its cracking sounds were disturbing. It had everyone’s attention except for Imogen who was wondering why they were staring at her. She was too late to realise. The ceiling had already detached from its parts and now aiming towards Imogen. She was stunned that she couldn’t move a muscle. She was standing there and staring at the ceiling falling. She closed her eyes hopelessly, expecting what was to come. The crowd was worried but no one could jump in and save her. Abruptly, Imogen was drawn and twirled around forcefully by somebody, locking in his arms. At first, she thought she was gone but when it landed and made the loudest bang, she knew it wasn’t over for her. She opened her eyes to see Braylon breathing heavily. She could feel his fear through his tight grip around her waist, he felt so warm and hopeful. Her heart moved for a moment when she locked eyes with him.
Braylon noticed Imogen’s expressions. She tilted her head up and looked at him with proud expectations and her arms folded in front of her. He was more infuriated and furious, he felt like ordering for her head at that moment but he’s got no power now that Grandma Aubrey is back. He forcefully ignored her and composed his speech. “I…I’m sorry,” he managed to say. “That doesn’t sound sincere, are you okay with that girl?” Grandma Aubrey asked as he shot Imogen a dead glare, she looked at Grandma Aubrey instead and decided to free him from his mistakes. “That’s fine for me, I bet he can't do more than that,” she replied as they both chuckled while Braylon was fuming in anger. He left the room angrily and headed to his king's size bedroom.Grandma Aubrey sat on a side of the bed and held Imogen’s hand, she smiled for a reason that only she understands. Imogen continued to stare at her, observing how beautiful and brave she was. She finally gets to meet the friendliest person in the who