Arnold’s POVMy father and I were seating side by side for the first time in a long while and his eyes were less angry and judgmental than they usually were as he crossed his legs on the bed while I sat on the edge right next to him.“My birthday is coming up in a few days, and I’ve been rounding up the preparations for the ball I’ll be holding in honor of that” I informed him as soon as we rounded up our discussions concerning the matters of the royal court.“Is that so?” He said in a displeased tone that’d practically sounded like a grunt.Of course, the neutral and peaceful moment we’d shared had been cut short when the discussion had switched from royal matters to one that concerned my happiness, the one thing he seemed to be hell bent on destroying of recent.“Yes, it's so. I have plans to get an elephant parade that everyone in the kingdom can tag along with and walk through the entire town in jubilations” I smiled as a vivid picture of how beautiful it’d look to see smiles on th
Arnold’s POVThe day was finally here, the day of my long awaited birthday ball.I’d tried extremely hard to only entertain feelings of excitement and positivity for the day ahead, but for some reason, my father’s words kept clawing in my guts non stop no matter how much I’d wanted to ignore them.The fact that I had absolutely no clue about Layla’s origin and her lineage had bothered me even before he mentioned it, and after he did, it’d worn me out with worry even more. I was certain that it’d not bring any weird information to light, but I’d made up my mind to do some intricate research on her background to find out who she was, where she was from and who her real parents were.However, I’d not planned to do so because I believed any of the baseless allegations against her, but because I knew that it’d help me prove her innocence to everyone, especially my father. Unfortunately, we both needed his blessings to be joined as one and he’d be the important person in the coronation that’
ETHANNostalgia and emotions nearly choked me as I walked through the gates of the palace I grew up in, the palace where my father was murdered in, the palace where a curse was placed on my head and the curse stole my innocence and ruined the trajectory of my life. The palace where I have returned to, to put everything back in its right places.I ignored the emotions clawing at my chest as I walked right in because emotions were fickle things and I did not have the time to dwell on such. My blood surged faster and my wolf was going on and on excitedly within me at the instant chaos that ensued from just my entrance and I couldn't help the slight grin that tugged at the corners of my lips as I walked further in through the walkway that led to where the King was sitting. I could see his son beside him, staring at me as if I was the incarnation of the devil and he wasn't wrong, I really was and I had no time for weaklings like him, my business was with his father. "YOU!!!" Aragon grow
ETHANMateMy whole body stilled as the reality of what was really happening dawned on me. I just found my mate. Never in my wildest life had I thought that could be possible. After being plagued by the craziest curse, I was now staring right at my mate. My feet started moving on their own accord and the closer I walked to the girl that was frozen in place, the more the sweet scent enveloped me, the more the mate bond grew stronger, the more the bond was pulling me towards her with a force that was beyond me. The she-wolf stood there, frozen in place as she stared at me as if I was the devil himself. There were tears shimmering in her eyes and her fear of me was so palpable that I could almost taste it in the air. I mean she was so afraid of me that she was shaking terribly but instead of bolting and running as fast as her feet can carry her, she remained frozen in that position. Maybe she was so scared that she had momentarily lost control of her legs. And she was my mate. Sh
Arnold’s POVMy entire life had come crumbling to its lowest point in the twinkle of an eye, and a day of jubilation had quickly become one of the most traumatic days that I and the people of Crescent Valley had ever witnessed.As my mind did a mental recap of the horrific turn of events, I still couldn’t believe it.Ethan who we’d been led to believe had died stormed my birthday celebration and within minutes of his appearance, he'd taken my father’s life like it was worth nothing. In an equally brutal manner, he’d also taken an elder’s life for speaking up against him.Like that wasn't enough to shake the entire foundation of the crescent pack, he got me fucked up when his eyes landed on Layla and he had the audacity to blurt nonsense about her being his mate.As enraged as his useless claims had made me, I didn't have the luxury of dwelling on most of the a shit he’d pulled while knowing that he was locked up in my father’s chambers with Layla who rightfully belonged to me and no o
Layla’s POVI woke up drenched in a pool of my sweat and yet I found myself shivering like I’d been iced from head to toe because of the aftershock of having a nightmare about Ethan. He’d just been around for less than a day and I was already suffering from ugly and horrific dreams about him as though he hadn't given me enough of a scare while I was awake.On instinct, I rolled into a pathetic ball in an attempt to cower in fear and protect myself from Ethan who’d raided my dreams, but before I could completely squeeze my body into a full ball, I felt a pair of familiar strong arms reaching around me and I was instantly pulled against a rock hard frame.It was a comforting feeling that sent waves of relief washing over me even before I heard his voice.“It's okay, sweetheart. It’s just a bad dream, none of it’s real okay?” His deep baritone made my head vibrate against his chest as I tried to calm down.Why had my horrible dream felt so fucking real?Right before I dove into more unse
Hera’s POVThe events that’d unfolded at Alpha Arnold’s birthday celebration had left me shocked beyond what words could possibly convey. There were several ways I’s have expected things to go south as it usually did during our celebrations of late, but the arrival of a supposed dead and cursed member of their family was beyond expectations.Just like most people in Crescent Valley that knew of the cursed tales regarding Ethan, I’d never have thought that he’d have survived long enough to be alive in his twenties. That conviction about his death had left me utterly shocked when he’s waltzed into the ceremonial hall like he rightfully owned it and everyone in it.I’d watched with an immeasurable awe while he proved his superiority by brutally killing the king who’d been the most powerful Alpha in Wandercoast, and afterward he’d crushed an elder’s skull without hesitation for speaking up against him.Despite the horrific sight it’d been to most people, it’d only spiked my admiration for
Ethan’s POVEverything had slowly began to fall into place in the past few days that I’d taken over the palace at Crescent Valley. Of course, the fear I’d immediately instilled in the hearts of the palace workers and the royal court alike had been largely instrumental in getting shit done just the way I wanted.The very night I’d chosen the dead King’s room as my dwelling place, I’d hated how his cowardly scent of betrayal hung over everything and it’d disgusted me to the pit of my stomach to have to ensure that.As soon as I’d sent my trembling mate out of the room, I’d barked out orders to the maids to get rid of Aragon’s junk that was lying around, replace it with my belongings and clean the place such that I wouldn't pick up the faintest scent of the deceased bastard.I’d also made it clear that there’d be dire consequences for them that could cost them their worthless lives if my instructions weren't followed to the letter, and they did well to remember that killing was an enjoya