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Eric’s POV Aunt Greta told a story about my grandfather and his father. She said we were quite similar in many ways. Just like my father, we were both stubborn children. Grandfather fell in love as a kid while traveling with his father. Unfortunately, the girl in question was an ordinary Thai girl. She was beautiful, he said. His father wasn’t interested in creating such a connection. In times of war, a love that was supposed to bring people together instead created a rift between a father and a son. His father led to his first love’s death, and on his dying bed, he asked for forgiveness, but my grandfather refused. Aunt Greta wanted my help to convince my grandfather to visit his father’s grave. So here I am, standing in front of his door, hoping he would open up, since I have been coming for a week now. “Grandfather, you don’t need to act like this. I just want us to talk. This is your last warning.” No response from him. This was my only option. “If you don’t c

Philip's POV Everything feels like a dream. I'm trying hard to be friends with Eric, but it’s difficult, especially since he got married. He’s a changed man. He’s always smiling now. I heard he loves visiting Phoebe’s home country. The point is, he’s happy, and I’m just here in my office, drinking alcohol. We found out who attacked Eric—guess who? Rachael Li. I expected that. She’s unstable and needs help, which is why I sent her to a psychiatric hospital, since I’m technically her husband. But things are clear now. No hard feelings. She claims she has changed, and who am I to judge? I’ve changed too, but not entirely. I still lack the courage to confess and apologize to Diana for being a jerk. Six months should be enough to get my act together. "Ping!" "Who the hell is disturbing my..." I pause when I see who’s calling. "Diana," I mutter. I clear my throat and answer, "Diana." "Can we meet?" "Yeah..." "Someone wants to see you. Can you make it right now? I’m in front of th

A Few Hours Ago… Phoebe’s POV It was high time I faced my fears and made things right. I decided to visit my father. Mama accompanied me, and the moment we entered the police station, I asked her for some alone time with him. She nodded in agreement. I approached the officer at the front desk and politely asked to see my father. He directed me to the waiting area, where I took a seat and waited for him to be called. Soon enough, he appeared. He seemed to be doing well, smiling as he took his seat. “Is there something you need? You haven’t visited for a while now,” he said. “Been busy,” I replied. “Yeah, I can see that. You’re getting married.” “Huh!” I exclaimed, surprised. He chuckled softly. “Don’t be surprised. Your marriage to Eric is everywhere.” “Hmm. I just want you to listen. Will you do that for me?” He nodded. “I’m sorry.” “Huh?” “Don’t be surprised. It was bound to happen anyway,” I giggled. He chuckled again. “I’m sorry for being a bad father, for

Phoebe’s POV As expected of the most famous family in Singapore. Mr. Hong makes our unprepared marriage London to the public. Everywhere is flooded with the news of the number one bachelor’s marriage, ERIC HONG. It’s not easy being his soon to be bride. The hate is as equal as the love. People think king i don’t deserve to be with him. He is too precious for me. Catrina snaps at me interrupting my thoughts. “Girl where is your head. You can’t be distracted when you have a big wedding at hand. More importantly you are the bride” she points out. “Exactly” “Huh!”she exclaims. “What are talking about?” Ella asks. I sigh. “I haven’t you guys seen the hate comments on the news. No everywhere. It’s hard to be the bride when you are the only one who seems to be happy” I explain. They stare blankly at me with a frown. “I didn’t think you care about what others think about you?” “Me too, guess people do change” “That is not it. I feel like it’s being rushed. We are not

Phoebe’s POV Mama has all the reasons to be upset with me. I did tell her I was not having sex with Eric, and now it turns out I am pregnant. She keeps dragging me along. I don’t know where we are heading. She probably doesn’t know either. “Mama, mama, mama!” “What?!” She finally pauses and lets go of my hand to face me. “What? Do you have anything to say now?” “No I don’t, but I need to know where we are going l, we have been walking and it’s getting dark. We are a few steps away from the hospital I think it’s best we..” “No, we are not going back to that place. I know what you are trying to do here and it won’t work on me this time around” “Mama, listen please” “No, I am not going to listen to your lies anymore. I have had enough of you trying to act smart with me. Yes may not be the best mother in the world but, I did want you to end up like me. I am trying here Phoebe. I wish..” her voice breaking. “Mama,” I call, softly. “No don’t say a word. I am not done yet. You tol

Eric’s POV “Congratulations, you are pregnant,” hearing the doctor announce such news, my eyes widen. I can’t believe it. She is really pregnant. I blink, trying to grasp what he just revealed. Forgetting that I am not the only one surprised. “What!!!” “Doctor, you must be mistaken. There is no way my daughter would be pregnant. She hasn’t been with a man before, please do your checks well.” “Huh!” I exclaim, and Grandfather Hong and Aunt Greta exchange glances. They are in shock. The doctor is the most shocked. He glances at Phoebe and then to me. “Mama, calm down. It’s probably a mistake, right, doctor?” She winces at the doctor. Unfortunately, the doctor seems to be an honest man. He still insists on the fact that she is pregnant. Honestly, I have been hoping for such news. The last time we made love, I didn’t use a condom. She passed out, so she hardly remembered what happened after. And that is good news. She would probably have my neck if she finds out I am the cause

Sebastian's POV It had been two days since I last saw Ara. The last I had heard of her, they had taken her to the servants' quarters. Rebuilding the village seemed like an endless task, with every man and woman pushing themselves beyond their limits. Nia, my little shield-maiden, had lost all the fire in her eyes. Watching her mother and unborn sibling fall by my brother’s hand had crushed her spirit. I couldn't bring myself to face her anymore. The question that gnawed at me, the one about why I had kept Varg as my brother hidden from the people, was simple. I didn’t want them to fear me. I needed them to respect me, to believe in me as their Jarl. Leading a pack of wolves and being the head of the village was no easy burden. We had once occupied a third of the kingdom's land, but now... we had lost it all. Our enemies knew what they wanted and took everything from us. I cursed myself for falling into their trap. Brago and Kalis... they would pay for what they had done. S

Ara''s POVI had no idea what was happening, but I couldn't stand their pheromones. I felt scared and vulnerable—emotions I despised. Yet for a fleeting moment, I was relieved because he was here.But that relief turned into a nightmare when I heard him clearly approve of the alpha strangling me."Do it. You can kill her. The only reason I keep her by my side is because of her body—nothing more, brother."My eyes widened as the realization hit me: I was truly alone. If my father were alive, would I be in this predicament?The tears I had desperately tried to hold back came streaming down, falling onto the hand that gripped my throat tightly."Do you mean it, brother? If you lie to me, I will come back and kill her in front of you. That is a promise," Varg said, his voice unwavering."You don’t have to worry. She will die by my hand. You have taken enough from me. They were innocent, so..." Sebastian paused.Suddenly, the man let go of me, throwing me harshly to the ground."Their deat

Arzia and Fabios exchanged fierce strikes, their swords clashing relentlessly. But in the heat of battle, a piercing scream shattered Fabios’s focus—his son’s voice.The brief distraction was all Arzia needed.In a split second, Arzia struck, driving his sword deep into Fabios’s abdomen. A sharp gasp escaped Fabios’s lips as blood surged up his throat. He staggered, falling to his knees, crimson staining the ground beneath him.Arzia took a step back, his expression cold. “You fool. Always distracted. Never taking anything seriously—not once, not ever,” he spat, watching as Fabios’s strength faded.Fabios coughed, a weak chuckle escaping between labored breaths. “Y-You think you’ve won, don’t you?” His voice was hoarse but laced with something Arzia didn’t expect—certainty. “Your hatred for me has blinded you. You can’t see the future… or maybe you just refuse to.”Arzia scowled. “Be quiet and die already.”But Fabios only smiled, his bloodied lips curling upward. “You can’t kill my so

The rain poured relentlessly as the two most powerful Alphas stood face to face.Their fists were clenched, ready to strike—ready to protect the people they cared about.Arzia and Fabios had once been close friends, bound by a shared dream: to join the great Elite Alpha pack. They believed that those chosen by the Elite Alphas were blessed by the Moon Goddess herself.Together, they had trained, fought side by side, and tested each other’s strength, believing that one day they would stand among the blessed.But everything changed when Fabios lost all interest in becoming an Elite Alpha.Arzia was devastated. To him, Fabios wasn’t just a friend—he was someone he deeply admired, perhaps even more than he dared to admit. When he learned that Fabios had abandoned their dream, it felt like a betrayal. Sadness turned to fury, and those in power exploited his anger, whispering words that fanned the flames of his resentment.“Arzia, it was my choice to make. It had nothing to do with you, so—”

The rain showed no sign of stopping. The children played, laughing and carefree, oblivious to the danger lurking ahead.Arzia moved restlessly, his unease evident. He walked with urgency, as if time were slipping away. Noticing this, Fabios approached him."Are you alright?" he asked.Arzia nodded, forcing a smile. "It’s nothing. We should have been back by now, but we’re stuck here because—" He paused, his gaze drifting toward Sebastian, who stood pale and unmoving, eyes fixed on Ara.Irritated by his stare, Ara turned away and walked toward her father. "Father, when will this rain stop?" she muttered, not expecting an answer.Arzia suddenly spoke. "Is your son alright?"Fabios glanced at Sebastian, his brows furrowed. "I doubt it. He’s been like this since morning, and I have no idea what’s wrong with him."Varg, clearly annoyed by his brother’s silence, sighed and stood in front of him. "Are you alright?"Sebastian gave a slight nod."Ahh, you need to say something. We can’t have yo

The wind swept past them, carrying the crisp bite of autumn.Moonlight bathed the field in silver, its glow so intense it felt alive—a silent witness to the tension humming between Sebastian and Ara.Sebastian took a step back, pulse racing, but before he could retreat further, Ara’s small hand shot out, seizing his collar. Her once warm brown eyes flared like fractured ice, shifting to an unnatural, luminous blue. A diamond’s sharp glint.“You’re mine,” she whispered, her voice a breath of frost.Then, without warning, her teeth sank into his neck.Pain lanced through him—cold, electric, and paralyzing. A shudder wracked his body as his vision blurred, but before he could react, she collapsed against his chest.“Agh!” he gasped, reaching for the wound. His fingers trembled over the tender flesh, the sting still fresh.But Ara lay still, her breathing slow and deep. Fast asleep.With no other choice, Sebastian hoisted her onto his back and carried her away. Far away, Fabios felt a str