ROSALINE’S POV:It’s been three days since Damien took away my ability to walk. When we got back to the palace on that day, he carried me up to his chambers while the servants took my bags. I could feel the glares of others drilling into me, but I did not care.One thing about me when I was near Damien was the fact that I always felt protected. No matter what or who it was,But that’s what scared me the most.What if one day he isn’t there to protect me? Or worse, what if he is the one who makes me need protection? What if he switches up like he did all those years ago? Will that happen the day he remembers me?All these questions are left unanswered, and if I were being honest, I did not want to know them either. I liked it here, and I liked how things were now. Well, except for the constant attempts on my life and the fact that I was miles away from my daughter with no idea how she was fairing.My heart ached whenever I remembered her.She was also a reminder that all this was
ROSALINE’S POV: The crunching of trees beneath my feet was the only sound that filled the air. I wandered around cluelessly, not bothering to hunt down the various bunnies and lizards that passed me by. I knew they counted as kills, but there was no way I could kill them in my human form. I mean, I could, but I did not have a weapon."Come out, Wolfie Wolfie, it’s time to work your magic," I said aloud, even though it wasn’t necessary. My wolf was an extension of me; we shared the same soul, so at times I did not even need to think before she knew what I wanted, and vice versa.But she was always so quiet. She never spoke to me.My wolf is my best friend, huh?"You and I do not have the best relationship; I do not know why, but we can’t do this forever, you know. We need to learn how to communicate and understand each other. And honestly, I do not understand you even in the slightest. So can we please try to get along?"Silence.A sigh leaves my lips just as my legs give up on me.
ROSALINE'S POV:My mind was filled as I walked into the silent halls. It was just Jennifer, Kiara, and me now. The games were almost coming to an end, and in two weeks Damien would have a bride.A Luna to this pack.This was not the plan. The plan was simple: get in the game and get kicked out as soon as possible.Now I'm among the top three? And I am also leading? No, no, no, this has to stop. But now I didn't want to; the bond Damien had severed all those years ago was slowly building back up, and the wound he had inflicted was healing.At times, I considered just putting an end to all of this. I wanted to remind him that we are mates. I wanted to remind him of what he had done to me all those years ago. I wanted to see his reaction.Would he be as hostile toward me as he was back then? Or would he feel sorry? And what would happen if I told him about our daughter?Fear crept up my spine as my mind began to imagine the worst. But these thoughts were interrupted when a hand wrapped a
DAMIEN'S POV: It had been almost two decades since I felt afraid. The emotion was unfamiliar to me; I never understood it. Maybe it's because I hardly ever felt it; I didn't know what it was or maybe I had forgotten what it felt like and how terrifying it is.But now I remember.I used to feel disgusted by those who felt fear, especially if it was for something that wouldn't kill you. But now I get it: fear doesn't always have to be associated with death.It came with a lot of things, like the fear of rejection, the fear of uncertainty, and the fear of loss.I felt the last one when I watched Maya's eyes fall shut as blood dripped out of her mouth. I was by her side instantly, her body falling limp in my arms."Maya? What's wrong?" I asked while tapping her cheek. My panic obliquely heightened when I did not receive any response; she didn't even move. "Maya!"Nothing. I scooped her into my arms and rushed towards the infirmary. My eyes were jumping between her pale face and the empt
DAMIEN’S POV:“How long are you going to act like an immature brat?"I rolled my eyes at my father’s words and dropped my chin on my fist. We sat on the balcony as usual, bathing in the warmth of the setting sun as the gentle wind blew our hair. I cannot believe I left the hospital to listen to this old man’s bullshit. But I could not risk him coming to where Maya was and causing a scene. Right now, I do not want her to experience any form of inconvenience; she has already been through enough.But as I sat down listening to my old man, I could not help this gnawing feeling in my chest; my wolf was screaming and howling in pain. Something was not right.“Are you even listening to me?" My father’s roar snapped me out of my thoughts, and I was starting to get annoyed.“What is the matter now? What have I done?” I demanded because I did not even know why I was here listening to all of this. Or was he having one of his mood swings again?“How long are you going to continue to delay your
ROSALINE'S POV: Will I ever see my daughter again?My sweet girl, will I ever get to hold her in my arms again? Cradle her fragile body against mine and watch her sleep. Will I get another chance to do that?Every day since I got here, I have been fighting for my life. The attacks keep getting stronger and more dangerous.I don't know why I got the feeling that I wouldn't survive the next attempt on my life. They threw a damn bomb at me!What do they even want from me? Was all this done by Kiara and Jennifer so I would get out of the Luna games? At first, it started as petty little stunts, but now they are actually after my life. All because they wanted me to stay away from Damien? My goddamn mate!It's been two days since the attack was made on my convoy, yet my body is still aching all over. In my semi-conscious state, I would hear doctors talking to someone I believed was Damien about my condition. I wanted to reach out to him so badly, but my body wouldn't move.My fists balled
DAMIEN’S POV:Her scream was the most painful thing I had ever heard. It cut straight through every barrier and went straight into my heart; it set my entire body ablaze, and I swear it felt like I was about to lose my mind. I think I have already.I do not know how it happened.One moment I was speaking with our head of security, and next, I had Kiara’s neck in my grasp and an urge to snap it. I do not know what was stopping me from doing just that; maybe it was because I knew her. If I did that, her entire family would wage war upon mine, but I still did not understand why she would go as far as killing Maya. I did not know she was capable of that; it was so unlike her. What I had expected her to do was make Maya’s life a living hell, which would force her to leave.No, something was off but I did not care.They could not even give her a damn break; they were coming after her every second. This was more than a competition now; they were after her life. My grip on her neck tighten
DAMIEN’S POV: She was scared. But of what? I knew I was capable of invoking fear in people, but the one in her eyes was different; it was new. On a whole other level, if I were to say when people looked at me, they felt fear of what I would do to them—a fear of how I could make their lives miserable in a second. They felt fear because of the power I held and, at times, respect but that was not the case in her eyes. No, this was a fear that only death could invoke.It was like she was staring right into Hades' eyes. I followed her line of vision but was met with nothing but darkness, but I could feel it. There was another presence in the room. but before I could demand who it was, the presence was gone.Was it some sort of ghost? It was like the person could be felt but not seen, or maybe I was going crazy.I returned my attention to Kiara, and what I saw left me with another emotion that was unfamiliar to me. shock. I was hardly ever surprised or taken off guard; I was blessed wit