Amelia POVMy eyes fluttered open, but I was immediately aware that something was off. The familiar comfort of sleep had barely begun to release its hold on me when a soft, persistent knock echoed from the door. I groaned, rubbing my tired eyes as I tried to remember why I felt so exhausted. Then it hit me—Queen Larissa's words from the previous night.I had spent hours tossing and turning, haunted by her cold prediction that Lucas would one day find his true mate. It was impossible to silence the doubt creeping into my mind. Was I just a placeholder? A means to an end for Lucas?Another knock brought me back to the present. I shuffled to the door, still half-asleep, and pulled it open. A row of servants stood there, neatly lined up and waiting patiently. The one at the front, a woman with kind eyes, offered a polite smile.“Good morning, Lady Amelia. We’re here to help you get ready.”I blinked at them, still foggy from sleep. "Ready for what?" My voice came out a little hoarse, my b
My heart pounded so loudly I was sure everyone could hear it. Each step toward Lucas felt like I was walking deeper into the unknown. The warmth of his gaze was the only thing anchoring me in place, his blue eyes never leaving mine. When I finally reached him, he took my hand, and a shiver ran up my spine at his touch. I couldn’t tell if it was the nerves or something more.The ceremony began, the council member's voice a distant hum as I tried to focus. I caught a glimpse of Queen Larissa and King Luther seated in the front, the queen’s expression unreadable, while the king gave a small nod of approval. I wanted to read their faces, to know what they were thinking, but it was hard to focus with everything happening so quickly.Then the council member asked me the question that made my blood run cold. “Amelia, do you take Lucas to be your husband?”The world seemed to stop. My mouth went dry, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe. This was it. The moment I officially became tied to Luc
Lucas POVAs we stepped out from the hall, the weight of what just happened began to settle on my shoulders. My hand held tightly onto Amelia’s, and though she kept her composure, I could feel the tension in her grip. We had just walked away from the altar, surrounded by council members and the royal family, with all eyes on us as they offered their congratulations.“Congratulations, son, ” King Luther said, stepping forward to shake my hand. His smile was genuine, a rare show of warmth from him. I know he was probably more excited than anyone else for this marriage. Then he turned to Amelia, his eyes softening as he addressed her. “Congratulation Amelia.” His tone warm. “ Welcome to the family, my new daughter-in-law.”Amelia responded with a polite nod, but I noticed the flicker of something in her eyes—uncertainty, perhaps. My mother, Queen Larissa, stood nearby, her expression as unreadable as ever. She didn’t say a word, but the silence was more telling than any words could be.A
Ethan’s POVThe room was filled with the murmurs of voices, a low hum that buzzed like a distant swarm. I sat at the head of the table, listening with half an ear as James, my Beta, updated me on the latest reports. Border security, rogue sightings—it was all standard fare, nothing out of the ordinary. My mind was elsewhere, drifting in and out of the conversation. After discovering Amelia had left the next day after our confrontation, I haven’t been able to think. It takes a lot in me to focus. This is why, having a mate only holds you back. I shake my head.“…thinking we should increase patrols along the eastern ridge,” James my beta was saying, his voice steady, businesslike. “There’s been some unusual movement reported by the night watch. Nothing concrete, but we should be cautious.”I nodded absently, my fingers drumming against the polished wood of the table. I couldn’t focus. Not fully. My thoughts kept circling back to Amelia, to the memory of her, to the pain I’d tried to bur
Amelia POVThe morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on the room. I blinked awake, the events of the previous day replaying in my mind—the wedding, the reception, the awkward tension between Lucas and me. It all felt so surreal, like I’d stepped into a dream I couldn’t wake from.I sat up, pulling the blanket around my shoulders, the room eerily quiet without him here. It was strange.I remembered standing in our chambers last night, nerves gnawing at me. I’d asked Lucas, what now? expecting some formal agreement or boundary to be set. To my surprise, he’d been kind, offering me the bed while he slept on the couch that I hadn’t notice in the room before.The tension between us had been thick, unspoken. Yet, when I suggested we share the bed, Lucas didn’t argue. We both laid there, side by side, the silence heavy, but nothing happened. He didn’t try anything, and despite my internal conflict, the exhaustion of the day eventually pulled me into sleep.Now, the
Amelia POVI was still smiling, getting ready to thank Lena for the fight, when my stomach let out a loud growl. It was so loud that all three of us—Cassidy, Lena, and I—burst into laughter. The tension from sparring melted away, and suddenly, everything felt a bit lighter.“Well, looks like I’m hungrier than I thought,” I said between giggles.Cassidy nudged me with a grin. “Sparring does work up an appetite. Let’s go grab something to eat in the kitchen.”As we walked, I couldn’t help but replay the fight in my mind. The thrill of shifting into Snow, the way we moved as one, how we were in sync... it was exhilarating. My thoughts were interrupted when Lena spoke up, her tone more casual than I expected.“That fight was really impressive,” she said, looking at me with genuine curiosity. “Where’d you learn to fight like that? Were you a warrior back home?”I hesitated for a moment. Was it really that impressive? I’d mostly relied on Snow, not any real training. Still, the pride from S
Amelia’s POVI had been laughing with Cassidy and Lena, still talking about the fight and how Snow had been in perfect sync. Tempoary forgetting the whole Sabrina scene. When one of the palace servants appeared at the door. The atmosphere shifted instantly. The girl looked as if she was barely containing her nerves as she approached me with a low bow.“Princess Amelia,” she said softly. Looking at me nervously, “You’re required to attend a meeting with the council this morning. The Crown Prince requested your presence.”I blinked, feeling my stomach twist. Council meeting? My mind raced as I tried to recall if Lucas had mentioned anything about this. I hadn’t been prepared, not even slightly, but I couldn’t show that, not in front of Lena and Cassidy. I took a deep breath, forcing a calmness I didn’t feel.“Of course. Thank you for informing me,” I replied as evenly as I could manage.The servant nodded, bowing again before quickly slipping out of the room. The moment the door closed,
Amelia’s POVMy mind raced as I sat at the council table, listening to the debates, plans, and discussions swirling around me. This was my first official meeting as the Crown Princess, and the weight of the role pressed on me more than I’d expected. Strategies were being laid out, policies discussed, but all I could think about was how I could prove myself in this new world.Suddenly, my name was called. I felt Lucas nudge me, pulling me out of my racing thoughts. “Amelia?” His voice was low, but enough to get my attention.I blinked, startled, and glanced up, realizing all eyes were on me. Kurt Mentor, one of the council members, looked less than amused as he repeated his question.“Princess Amelia,” he said, a sharp edge to his voice, “do you agree with the proposal?”Caught off guard, I quickly nodded, my mouth working faster than my brain. “Yes… of course…. Ah what proposal am I agreeing to”A few council members chuckled, but Kurt’s eyes narrowed. He wasn’t amused. “I suppose our