Lavina – POVLeo was anxious. "Ms. Leena isn't getting better with our treatments. If she doesn't recover, it's going to be bad for her health," the doctor explained."Why isn't she improving?" Leo asked, clearly upset. "You're supposed to be good at healing." In his frustration, Leo grabbed the doctor by the collar."Leo, give me a chance to heal her," I said, stepping forward. Leo looked at me with a mixture of anger and hope, then released the doctor.I approached Leena, noticing her injuries and the paleness of her skin. "Ryu, I need your strength," I whispered, connecting with my dragon. As Ryu shared his energy with me, my hands began to glow with a powerful light.Leena's wolf form was weak, but because of my unique bond with an archer, I was able to share my strength with her. This bond is special because it allows me to heal and understand wolves, something I could usually only do with dragons. With my hands glowing and filled with Ryu's power, I focused on transferring energ
Lavina –POVSix Month LaterDressed in a pink gown and wearing my best jewelry, I checked my makeup and hair one last time. Archer's mom entered, looking stunning in a beautiful light green gown, while Gunther, in his little tux, cooed and clapped his hands with a smile upon seeing me. "Gunther, you look so handsome," I said, lifting him into my arms and kissing his cheeks."Ready for Leo's wedding?" Archer asked, pausing to take in my appearance from head to toe. "Wow, Lavina, you look radiant," he whispered. At that moment, Archer's mom coughed, reminding us of her presence."Mom, you look beautiful too," Archer quickly added. She offered a smile in return."There's no need for fake compliments, Archer. I'm just happy to see you two lovebirds so happy," Archer's mom said, her voice filled with warmth. "I'll take Gunther to the party. Lavina, could you check on Leena? She was calling for you." I nodded in agreement.As Archer's mom left with Gunther, Archer moved closer to me, his ga
Ella - POV My cab driver dropped me off at the interview venue amidst the rush and bustle of the streets and the towering skyscrapers. I stood at the entryway, feeling palpable nervousness as I prepared for the interview with a major corporation. After working for a subpar firm for four years, I finally had the opportunity to interview for a top position at a high-profile company. Just as I arrived, my phone rang, and I saw my father's number on the caller ID. I answered the call before entering the interview. "Princess, it seems you have reached your destination," my father said. "Dad, please stop referring to me as a princess. I am 25 years old, for goodness' sake," I grumbled. "It doesn't matter how old you become, you will always be my princess. Did you get anything to eat? I'm sure you didn't, so I put some sandwiches into your bag," he responded. "Dad, until I finish this interview, I won't be able to eat, and I'm determined to get a job with this firm," I replied. This job
Ella - POV Water splashed over my face as I stared into the bathroom mirror. I was grateful nobody was around to witness my pale complexion. Dealing with Darcus Miller was proving to be a challenge; I found his good looks to be so insufferable that it induced hatred. What a predicament I found myself in. Yet, I couldn't afford to leave my well-paying job. I needed to muster strength and professionalism to navigate this situation. My emotions, or my past, for that matter, couldn't rule me. After freshening up my makeup and fixing my hair, I felt ready to face the day. Footsteps echoed, and Sofia appeared beside me, applying lipstick and observing me through the mirror with a somber expression. "Congratulations, Sofia," I said, maintaining a polite tone. We were to work closely together, after all. Sofia acknowledged me with a nod, but irritation flared in her eyes, her stoic face barely concealing it. Just as I was about to exit, she broke the silence. "You don't deserve the positio
Ella - POV "Are you engaged?" Mr. Miller's voice rose, brimming with a mix of fury and jealousy. His firm grip on my hand tightened. I wriggled, trying to break free, but his grasp was unyielding. "Mr. Miller, are you blind? Can't you see the ring on my finger? Of course, I'm engaged," I retorted. His eyes widened at my response, and the hazel color of his irises flickered to a golden tint. Was it just a trick of the light, or had I imagined it? I gasped. The sudden shift in the room's atmosphere took me aback. Releasing my hand abruptly, Mr. Miller stood up, adjusted his suit, and spoke with feigned normalcy. "Congratulations, Miss Hart." His words echoed in the room as he made his way out, leaving me alone to ponder his strange behavior. "What was that all about?" I muttered to myself. The enigma that was Mr. Miller was beginning to become too complicated. I thought the time might have changed Darcus Miller, but it seemed like he was still the same arrogant person. I slumped into
Ella - POV As Mr. Miller folded his umbrella, he joined me under the bus stop shelter. The scene was undeniably awkward, and I found myself focusing intently on my phone screen, attempting to pinpoint the location of my incoming cab. According to the app, my ride was still two minutes away. "Why did you come back to New York if you were in California?" Mr. Miller asked, trying to cut through the uncomfortable silence. I glanced at his profile, his gaze fixed on the relentless rain. "I came back because my father needed my help," I replied, double-checking the taxi's status on my phone. "I see..." Mr. Miller let his sentence trail off, his glinting gaze leaving mine. "Were you assuming that I came back for you, Mr. Miller, just like Mr. Evans suggested earlier?" I asked, annoyed at their presumption. "What did he say?" Mr. Miller inquired, his eyes still scanning the wet streets. "You should ask your best friend about what he said. I don't wish to talk with you unless it's relate
Ella - POV The message from an unknown number startled me, urging me to step outside and check my mailbox, which I did, but it turned out to be empty. Ignoring the text, I placed my phone on the table, wondering who could be telling me such a cruel joke. With only a few close friends, imagining who would attempt such a trick was hard. But amidst my confusion, one person stood out as someone I could always rely on in tough times: my best buddy, Hana. I felt a presence behind me while washing a cup in the kitchen sink. I turned around to find Hana holding the mug. "I'll take care of that cup while you get some rest," I said in a low tone. "Ella, it's impossible for me to sleep when everything in my life has turned upside down. I was completely unaware that Luke would do something like this to me. I accepted his illogical explanation and placed my total confidence in him. And you know what, Ella? I am pregnant with his kid. When I went to tell Luke, I saw him making out with a female c
Ella - Pov "What are you doing, Mr. Miller?" I demanded, my eyes filled with anger as I took a step back from his imposing presence. "Mr. Miller, why are you holding me accountable for something I had nothing to do with, especially when you know the truth?" I said, folding my arms and struggling to keep my voice steady. "It was a strategic move, considering others witnessed you slap Miss Collins. I understand that you're claiming to be the victim, but who are you to question my judgment, Miss Hart?" Mr. Miller's harsh tone masked a hint of amusement. Sofia and Mr. Miller were fueling my anger with every word, and I felt an overwhelming urge to lash out at them both. What was the point of enduring Mr. Miller's presence once again when I could find a new job that didn't require me to deal with him? "Are you just going to stand in my way, or do you have something to say?" Mr. Miller's voice brought me back to reality. "I would like to resign from my position at the company, Mr. Mill