Novels by NOSA SMITH

Loretta's POV I was both shocked and oddly amused when the guard announced that Eleanor had come to visit. Yet, as I thought about it, I realized I should not be surprised. I had been expecting her arrival for some time now. In my mind, Eleanor was the one pulling the strings, the mastermind behind the plans meant to ruin my life.I stepped aside and welcomed her into my room. The space was dimly lit, with shadows dancing on the walls, and I could see the flicker of surprise in her eyes as she entered. She looked startled, as if she had not expected to see me here at all. What could she have imagined? Did she picture me locked away in a dark dungeon, tied and chained like a prisoner? I wondered if the suffering I endured under Sebastian was not enough for her.With a sharp tone, I asked, "I hope you're happy seeing me suffer." My words dripped with sarcasm, meant to wound as much as to provoke. Eleanor's face remained calm and innocent. "I don't understand you," she replied softly, h

Sebastian's POV I watched as Loretta stormed out of the car and into the palace. Her anger was obvious in every step she took. I had already decided that I would not let her out of my sight until she had given birth to my child. I could sense that she was hiding a dark plan, and I was determined to stop her from making it come true.I followed her into the palace. As she walked down the long corridor, I noticed her gathering her belongings. It was almost as if she believed she could simply leave me behind. I raised my voice, keeping it calm but firm. "What are you doing?" I asked. Loretta turned to me, her eyes burning with fury. "Am I blind?" she spat. "Can’t you see I’m packing? I’m done with this fake marriage. I’m going back to my father’s house. I cannot live in this hell just so you can force me to do what you want. I hate you. You don’t deserve love, and you certainly don’t deserve me. You are nothing more than a ruthless, bitter Lycan king, doomed to be alone forever."Her

Eleanor's POV I was astonished by what I saw. The wound on the girl's leg had disappeared; her skin looked smooth and whole again, and her bone was back in place as if she had never been hurt. A look of wonder replaced her fear, and soon, she jumped up and began to play happily, completely carefree. The sight of her laughter filled me with a quiet joy and a sense of purpose.I stood there, stunned and amazed at the new power I had discovered within myself. It was a gift I had not known I possessed, and it made me wonder what other hidden abilities lay dormant inside me. What was happening to me? How many more powers did I have, and how could I learn to control them?I knew that I could not let these powers run wild. I had a responsibility to my people, and I had to master this new gift before it could consume me. For now, though, I allowed myself a moment of wonder. I watched the little girl play, her laughter echoing in the cool afternoon air, and I felt a deep connection to the mys

Loretta's POV As we pulled up to the hospital, a mix of relief and gratitude washed over me. I was thankful I had not taken the herbs. Even though the herbalist had insisted, I had hesitated—and that hesitation may have saved my life. Now, I wondered if I had been set up. Who was behind this plot to ruin me? I could not name anyone, but I was determined to find out the truth.For now, I was just glad that I had listened to my instincts instead of the herbalist. If I had taken the herbs, I would be left to face a terrible fate—spending my days in a cold dungeon and perhaps even being dragged outside the city as a warning to others who dared to defy the Lycan king. The mere thought sent shivers down my spine.I realized then that I had been saved. This was the moment I had been waiting for—the moment to end this toxic marriage once and for all. The moment Sebastien would learn that the baby was still alive, I would leave him behind and return to my father. I no longer cared if others s

Loretta's POV I stood my ground in the dim corridor, trying to hide my shock and confusion. I couldn’t understand what Sebastien meant by his question. What secret did he know about me? I had always believed my secret was safe. No one in the palace knew I was pregnant—not even Grace. No one knew where I had gone, and I had been careful to cover my tracks.I decided to act clueless, hoping that Sebastien would reveal more. In a measured voice, I asked, "What do you mean? What have I done? I was only away for a few minutes. Can’t a Luna go out and enjoy some fresh air? Or must I remain locked in this cage forever? Is that all it means to be in your pack?"His face remained dark and unyielding; he did not believe my act. Without another word, he stormed down the stairs, his eyes blazing with anger. In the chaos of my panic, my bag slipped from my grasp and fell to the ground. Before I could recover, Sebastien picked it up and opened it, revealing the herbs inside. I felt my heart drop a

Loretta's POV As I drove back to the palace, a strange mix of freedom and determination filled me. The sleek car hummed softly as I stole glances at the small vial of herb I had obtained. I remembered the herbalist's clear instructions: take the substance three times, with the first dose being the full dose. The thought of what was to come sent a thrill of excitement through me.I imagined how different my life could be. A part of me longed to turn around immediately and head back to my old pack, where I truly belonged. I pictured my father welcoming me with open arms, ready to restore my lost status and return me to the life I once knew. In my mind, I saw a future where I would regain everything that Eleanor had taken from me, including my place as the alpha. The idea of reclaiming my power and independence made my heart beat faster.But I knew that I had to be patient. I had a plan that needed careful timing. First, I must return to Sebastian's pack and gather my things. I wanted t