Emily's POVLater That Day.I woke up feeling incredibly weak and disoriented. My body was heavy, and it was as if I didn’t have the strength to even move. I hadn't eaten anything for hours after waking up, and my throat felt dry, my stomach empty. My head was spinning slightly, and I felt this overwhelming sense of exhaustion. It was a strange mix of relief at being conscious again and welcomed to my body feeling this way.Shifting slightly on the bed, I groaned to sit upright but a hand helped me. From the closeness of our skin together, I knew who it was.But in my current state, I couldn't decline his help. Reluctantly, I allowed him to touch me and I kept groaning.My eyes were half-opened and half-closed. I wasn't myself. We didn't say anything to each other. Then I felt a spoon being brought to my lips.I sipped the soup to quench this intense hunger. I continued doing that until my stomach reacted to it. I vomited the little I drank on my body and Jack’s. He cleaned up everyw
Emily's POV“Have you ever seen me for who I'm?” My voice was soft, barely audible. He turned around, looks to want to say something but he didn't.Only groaned, face-palming.I wiped my tears, trying to make him read my expression and reactions.“If I ever wanted to hurt you, Jack. Do you think that I'll wait until now before I do it?” My eyes were red from crying. I got no response.“I had many chances to do it, but I didn't. Or have I ever acted somehow that made you doubt me? All that has ever happened was from your judgement. I'm not her!” I emphasized with my voice raising.“I don't know what she might have done to make you end up like this. Mother won't have paired us together if not for a reason and definitely not to be the cause of your death. Can you just pretend as if the prophecy was never said?” I asked him. He didn't say anything and only stared at me.He muted and tears streamed down my cheeks. My heart heaved with sobs and I desperately wanted him to speak.“T-This is t
Emily's POV“Hmm,” I moaned softly, turning on the bed before flustering my eyes open. It was blurry at first before I began to make a shape of it.I was in my room.My head was banging, then I recalled what happened to me. Fear rushed through my veins and my shaking hands touched the bandage wrapped around my head.I finally helped myself up and found no one in the room. Disappointment gripped my heart, expecting to meet someone in the room but I immediately shoved the thoughts away from my mind.This was to my advantage. Then our last argument lingered on my mind and my lips curled downward, before a low sob escaped my lips.I'm not overreacting; if he was in his redemption era, I expected him to do so much for me.Staying here hasn't yielded any results so it's better if I just leave. It felt like I was deceiving myself to think that something will happen between us.I instinctively wiped my tears, my eyes were fixed on my wardrobe with a goal in mind. My body felt slightly weak an
Emily’s POV“Are you being serious?!” Kiara barked at me, her voice sharp and trembling with disbelief. I didn’t flinch, didn’t even bother looking her way. My mind was elsewhere—the vision I had had when the throne room got demolished. Could it have been her all along? And also, she has been trying to poison Jack’s mind against me.I crossed my arms, my tone calm but firm. “You have a few minutes to confess your crimes, Kiara. You know what happens if you don’t.”Lady Elena, who had been quiet so far, finally shifted uncomfortably. “This isn’t necessary funny at all. I’ll go get Maddy.”I didn’t take my eyes off Kiara as I responded, my voice cutting through the room like a blade. “It’s not gonna help.” my words were directed to Lady Elena. Jack, standing tense beside me, growled low in his throat. “You’re pushing this too far, Emily. What the hell is wrong with you these days?” I snapped my head toward him, anger bubbling to the surface. “Oh, so it’s my fault now?” I shouted. “M
Kiara’s POV“Argh!” I banged the iron doors with my fist, kicking and thrashing the air. The guards walked away after and I was filled with anger, zeal to revenge for the embarrassment I just faced because of her.I sat on the cold floor, the flies disturbing my peaceful thoughts and that was enough for me to growl in annoyance once again.Emily bought herself a bigger doom by confiding in the Alphas. I could only hope for Alpha Kane to continue being a nuisance, who wants to fight against the King.A war he can never win even when the King has his eyes closed. I hope all these will still be ongoing before the blood moon ceremony. Since the poison has blocked her vision, that means she would have to reactivate her powers before that day. Let's see how long before she gets rid of the poison remnants in her body.The purpose of the blood moon ceremony is to honor the bond between pack members and strengthen their loyalty to the King.During a blood moon, the pack gathers to perform a ri
Emily's POV“I think with time, your legs should go back to normal,” Maddy told me, while I nodded, seated on the bed.She cleared up the table, arranging what she brought to the room inside her bag. She has been avoiding eye-contact with me, since Kiara’s deeds have been known in the palace.“I will take my leave now.” She forced a smile, meeting my gaze briefly before turning to leave the room.“Don't you have anything to say to me, Maddy?” I asked her calmly. She paused, looking at me with her lips pressed together.“M-Maybe… but you need to rest now. I will get Kael to….”“Maddy, you can go on,” I cut her off, and at that moment, Jack entered the room with his hands behind his back.“Maddy?” He raised his brows. Maddy bowed and left the room for us.“Did you shorten her name from Madison to Maddy?” He asked me as he approached the bed. I was reminded of our unsolved issues, now that we are alone in the room.I only nodded and laid on my back. About to turn my back to him, I felt hi
Emily's POV“Your mate or your partner as the Queen or…. someone who was going to hurt you?” I asked Jackson, staring into his eyes.They flickered for a moment before he looked away, rubbing his white hair backward. They were long now.“Why would you ask me that?” He murmured without looking at me.“Because I need to know,” I turned his face to mine before cupping his face. The spark sensation rushed through our bodies with our eyes locked together.“Do you feel that?” I mumbled inaudibly. He nodded and a small, faint smile formed on my lips. I removed my hands, “What do you feel now?” I asked him slowly. He furrowed his brows and I sighed deeply, slightly annoyed as I tried to shift away from him.“Don't pretend as if you don't know what I'm talking about.”“That's because I don't,”“You don't?” I questioned, “That's an ugly lie. You just don't wanna acknowledge your thoughts. If you want me to be frank, I’ll surely be.” I stated all in one goal. We have to be clear about his feeli
Emily's POV“Please, come in.” The young lady welcomed me into her house nicely. She helped me to locate Jackson then. After resurrection, having no memories of where I came from or where I'm going, I was really disoriented.I had two pearls in my locket, she collected the first one because of the help she rendered to me. Now that I'm seeing her again, I thought that she might be here to help me.I thought as I flashed her a warm smile, entering her house.“Thank you,” I acknowledged as I settled on her mini sofa. Her house was located a few metres away from where I was burying the locket.The sudden urge to do this came to me because I wanted to bury my powers. If a poison could weaken them, making me more less than a human. This makes me want to protect it, also from Jack's issues with his past lover and the prophecy.Keeping my powers will assure me that I wasn't going to hurt him. Also protecting them in the process.“What would you like to have? Wine or water?” She offered.I rub
Annabelle’s POV I stirred in my sleep, feeling strange as if a weight had lifted off my chest, yet my heart ached with something I couldn’t fully grasp. Then, in an instant, memories came flooding back—everything I had forgotten, everything I had done. The past ten years crashed into me like a violent wave, stealing my breath as I fluttered my eyes opened. I sat upright, clutched the sheets, my hands trembling as the realization sank in. Oh, God. What have I done? I thought tears welling in my eyes already before a soft knock pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. My throat tightened. “Come in,” I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. The door creaked open, and Adams stepped inside, his eyes downcast, as if he were afraid to look at me. My chest clenched at the sight of him—so much thinner, his once-proud stance now slumped, his hair slightly disheveled as if sleep had long abandoned him. He held a tray of food in his hands, gripping it so tightly his knuckles turne
Author's POV“She doesn’t remember you at all?” Jack shook his head. Madison frowned deeply, arms crossed as she listened to Jackson after he explained to her that Emily had woken up but doesn't remember him. “She looked at me… it was like I was nothing.” His voice cracked slightly, but he pushed through. “Why? Why doesn't she remember me?” He asked, his tone pleading. She had looked him in the eye, completely blank, as if he were a stranger.Madison sighed, rubbing her temples. “It could be the aftereffects of Harper’s mark. We don’t know exactly what it did to her mind.” She paused before adding, “We need to test this. Bring Mason and Zaza. Let’s see if she really remembers them together with me.”Jackson hesitated. He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for. If she recognized them, it meant she was still herself—just without him. But if she didn’t remember them either, then he had to face the terrifying possibility that Harper had changed her forever.Regardless, he nodded. “Alright
Jackson's POV It had been two long, agonizing months. Every day since Emily fell into that coma, I felt as if I was drowning in my own guilt. Sitting beside her motionless body, I dabbed her forehead with a wet cloth, my hands trembling. Her pale face made my chest ache in ways I couldn’t put into words. Tears streamed down my cheeks freely. I didn’t bother wiping them anymore. What was the point? Every moment replayed in my head, the way she had sacrificed herself for me again without a second thought. That image of her collapsing haunted me. I reached for her hand, clasping it tightly in mine. “Please, Ann,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please wake up. I miss you so much.” My lips brushed against her knuckles as I choked back a sob. “You promised to give me a response to my apology once everything is over. But you're not here with me to see it, my love. I need you... please.” The weight of my mistakes crushed me every second of every day. If I could trade places with he
The moment Emily smashed the crystal ball against the ground, the yard erupted in chaos. A blinding light consumed everything, its intensity forcing everyone to shield their eyes. She staggered backward as an overwhelming surge of energy left her body, her knees giving way beneath her. She collapsed to the ground, her vision blurring as she fought to stay conscious. “Ann!” Adams’ voice cracked as he saw her fall. His heart pounded in panic, but his body refused to cooperate. Bound to the tree and weakened by the poisoned blade, he could only watch helplessly. Harper let out a blood-curdling scream, her hands clawing at the air as she fell to her knees. A thick, black substance oozed from her mouth, her once confident smirk replaced by pure agony. Beside her, Alan mirrored her pain, convulsing violently as the same dark energy poured out of him. Adams clenched his teeth, forcing his gaze away from Harper and Alan to focus on Emily. His instincts screamed at him to get to her, but
Jackson’s POV The sight of Alan standing before me was like a blow to the chest. I could barely believe my eyes. Someone I thought I had lost forever was here, alive, breathing, and yet... there was something wrong. His eyes were dark, hollow, and devoid of the warmth I remembered. "Alan," I managed to say, my voice thick with disbelief. "Is it really you?" He didn't answer. Instead, he smiled-a cruel, empty grin that sent chills down my spine-and before I could react, he dragged a sharp knife across my chest. "Goddess!" I hissed in pain, stumbling back. My hand instinctively went to the wound as warmth spread across my skin. “Alan, stop! What are you doing?" He didn't stop. His movements were quick and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey. I dodged as he lunged at me again, the knife narrowly missing my side. “Alan, listen to me!" I pleaded, trying to catch his wrist. "We need to talk. This isn't you-” But he wasn't listening. His entire focus was on one t
Emily's POV I stood inside the tent, pacing back and forth. My heart was restless, and my mind kept wandering to Adams. I had tried to focus on the little things around me, but nothing helped. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, heard his voice, and imagined the mess he was walking into. I paused by the entrance, listening carefully. His retreating footsteps reached my ears, and I couldn’t help but whisper a prayer. Moon Goddess, keep him safe for me. Help him fight his battles and come back unharmed. But a part of me kept nagging: was I really doing the right thing by staying behind? Should I have pushed harder to go with him? The tent was too quiet, and my thoughts were too loud. I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Where was he now? Was he okay? Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside. My heart jumped, and I immediately sat up. The sound was faint, almost careful, like someone was trying not to be heard. My chest tightened, an
Jackson’s POV I stood outside the tent, staring at the flap as it fell shut behind Emily. She glanced back at me one last time before going in, and my chest tightened at the thought of leaving her here. But I didn’t have a choice. Releasing a shaky breath, I turned on my heels, pulled out my phone, and dialed Zaza. His voice came through almost immediately. “She’s there,” I said, glancing back at the tent. “Make sure she’s safe. Nothing happens to her, Zaza. You hear me?” “Understood,” he replied calmly. “I’ll make sure of it.” I exhaled, relieved, but my mind was already racing to the next problem. “And Kiara?” “She hasn’t left the location,” Zaza confirmed. “Same place as before.” “Good,” I muttered, hanging up without another word. I headed back to where I had parked my car. I dialed Mason this time, and he picked up after the first ring. “Meet me at the location I'll sending the address you to you.” I got his affirmation before disconnecting the car. As I slid the phone
Emily's POVI sat quietly in the passenger seat as he drove us along a winding road surrounded by towering trees. The further we went, the quieter it became, like we were leaving the world behind. The silence in the car was heavy, and it gnawed at me. I turned to him, breaking the quiet.“Adams, where are we going exactly?”He didn’t answer, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I frowned. “Adams, you’re not seriously going to ignore me, are you?”He glanced at me briefly, “A few minutes more. Are you scared that I was going to kidnap you?”“Very funny.” I turned my head outside the window, slouched in my seat, crossing my arms. Whatever he was planning, I hope he does it well.It wasn’t long before the car slowed down and came to a stop in front of what looked like an old, abandoned graveyard. The air was eerily still, and the overcast sky gave the place a gloomy feel. My stomach knotted.“Why are we here?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.Adams stepped out of the car, and I he
Emily's POVI woke up late in the afternoon, feeling sluggish. For a moment, I stayed curled under the duvet, trying to make sense of my surroundings. But something felt off—something warm and familiar was missing. My eyes blinked open, and sure enough, Adams wasn’t beside me anymore.Sitting up, a sharp pain shot through my neck, making me wince. My fingers brushed over the sore spot instinctively, and that’s when it hit me. A sheepish smile crept onto my lips.I slipped out of bed, not even caring that I was completely naked. There was only one thing on my mind as I stumbled toward the mirror.When I saw the mark on my neck, my heart swelled with joy. His mark. My fingertips traced the slightly raised edges of it, glowing faintly under the dim light. It felt surreal, almost like a dream. I let out a shaky breath and told myself, Soon, everything will fall into place. Jack and I... no, Adams and I will finally have our happily ever after.With that thought keeping me grounded, I h