Megan stormed into Yolanda’s room and met her lying on her bed. Immediately Megan got in, Yolanda sprang to her feet. “Megan…” “What did you do, Yolanda?” Megan interjected her, causing her to furrow her brows. “I don’t understand you, Megan. What’s going on?” “Everyone knows about Belinda’s pregnancy. Apart from my healer and Damon, only two of us were aware. And I’m very sure I kept my mouth shut! Who did you tell?” Megan asked, boiling in anger. Yolanda raised her eyebrows and shook her head in disbelief. “Are you accusing me right now, Megan? The secret got leaked and I’m the one you accuse?” “Because I just went to my healer and she didn’t say a word to anyone.” “And then I did? Megan, I never mentioned it to anyone.” “And how sure am I that you’re telling the truth?” Megan further inquired, and Yolanda scoffed, shaking her head. “Did your doctor have to prove to you that she’s innocent? Or I’m the only one that has to prove it to you? Because I once betrayed you doesn’t
Isla headed towards the palace with the intention of conversing with the queen and discovering the next course of action. She felt a sense of accomplishment for completing the task assigned to her by the queen flawlessly.‘Creating these scars on my face wasn’t a waste after all.’ She said to herself as she ran her fingers through the fainting scars on her face. *Flashback*Isla sat outside her chamber early in the morning, contemplating different ways to disrupt Belinda's stay in their kingdom. At that moment, she observed Yolanda and Princess Megan walking past her, engrossed in conversation while holding hands. Isla's curiosity was piqued, prompting her to inquire about their close bond.Quickly springing to her feet, Isla stealthily trailed behind them, ensuring she remained unnoticed. They eventually made their way to the cell, leading Isla to realize that they were visiting Belinda. Eager to gather the latest information, Isla cleverly positioned herself behind a tree, grant
Damon and Mr. Theron entered the library, wearing smiles as they greeted each other. "You seem quite happy, Prince Damon," Mr. Theron remarked, and Damon chuckled. "Well, who wouldn't be? I never thought my father would come to accept my relationship with Belinda. It's a relief that he finally understands that she's the only woman for me," Damon replied, and Mr. Theron nodded with a faint smile. "Please, have a seat, Damon," Mr. Theron gestured towards the chair in front of him. "Thank you. But why did you assist me in talking to my father, Mr. Theron?" Damon inquired, smiling in return. "Because I know how deeply you love her, and I also recognize the value Belinda can bring to our cause, Damon. I simply wanted your father to see the positive aspects rather than the negative. Fortunately, the positives far outweigh the negatives," he responded, and Damon chuckled in agreement. "Thank you, Mr. Theron. I'm truly overjoyed." "And that's precisely why I've brought wine! For both o
"Arrrghhh!" Belinda clutched her chest, experiencing an intense pain unlike any she had felt before. It felt as though she had become disconnected from something or someone she cherished deeply, causing her heart to fracture within her chest. Her face flushed red, and her eyes rolled back as she collapsed onto the bed, desperately attempting to alleviate the overwhelming pain.Standing by the bed, the maids observed her struggle, hesitant to approach due to the head maid's warning not to intervene. "Leave her be until the arrival of the King and Queen," the head maid instructed, and the others nodded in agreement.As Belinda grappled with the excruciating pain coursing through her body, the chamber door swung open. King Talos and Marlena entered, their attention immediately drawn to the tearful Belinda. "Is everything prepared now?" inquired Marlena, and the maids nodded in response."Yes," replied the head maid, and they all bowed. "Excellent. Now, summon the guards to remove her f
Belinda slowly opened her eyes as the sun's hot rays touched her face. She winced, feeling a throbbing pain at the back of her head as she tried to shield herself from the sun. Using her hand to block the rays, she fully opened her eyes and surveyed her surroundings as she sat up.She found herself in an isolated place, far away from civilization. The events of the previous night rushed back to her instantly—the night she was forcefully expelled from the palace, treated like an unwanted stray.Her eyes welled up with tears, and a surge of emotions overcame her. She held the back of her aching head and struggled to stand up, leaning against the tree beside her for support.As she rose to her feet, she instinctively placed her palm over her belly, feeling through the fabric of her garment. Through tearful eyes, she murmured, "I won't give up on you, my love. No matter what they try, I'll protect you. We'll be reunited with your father, and we'll find happiness once again."Beside her, t
Queen Marlena asked the maids to prepare breakfast for her, Miss Maisie and Damon. She could not contain the joy of having gotten rid of Belinda for good. The maids finished setting up breakfast in Queen Marlena’s room, and she invited Damon and Maisie in. “Welcome.” She uttered, with a large grin, sitting behind the table. Maisie looked at Damon and found him grinning too. She couldn’t help but ask herself what had changed. All she knew was that the queen put a call out to her that she should come and claim what was rightfully hers…Damon. At first, she was scared that she'd have to face Belinda again, but she summoned courage since it was the queen that summoned her. “Thank you, Queen Marlena.” Maisie responded, as she sat on the chair. Damon also settled next to her, staring at the meals on the table. “What are we celebrating?” He asked, furrowing his brows. “What is there not to celebrate, hun?” Marlena responded, and he raised his eyebrows. “Please don't tell me this is a
Belinda’s eyes slowly opened as she felt the hot sun rays hit her face. She moaned as her consciousness caused a throbbing pain around her neck. “She’s awake! She’s awake!” The loud voice pierced her ears like they were going to destroy her eardrums. “Argh.” She groaned, covering her ears tightly with her hands. She slowly opened her eyes, and with her blurry vision, she tried to recognize where she laid. The last thing she remembered was somebody trying to strangle her to death on a rock, in the woods. “Where am I?” The question came in her head as she reached for her neck, slowly running her fingers through it. But then she found out that something was tied round her neck too. She creased her eyebrows, touching the bandage around her neck and finally looked up to see two women staring at her. One of them looked very young, while the other woman was pretty old. “How are you, dear?” The elderly woman asked, and Belinda furrowed her brows. They didn’t seem familiar to her. “Wher
Agatha and Clara took Belinda to the cage where they had locked Alpha Cephas. He sat on the floor, his hands over his knees and his head bowed. The clothes he had on were stained with his dried blood. He tried putting up a fight with Agatha and one of the men in the pack, and he ended up getting brutally wounded. “There he is.” Agatha uttered, and Cephas raised his head and looked up to see Belinda standing in front of him. He clenched his jaws angrily as he stared at her. He just wanted to get rid of her once and for all but he kept failing and getting himself humiliated. He hated her even more because of this. Belinda stared at him speechlessly with lots of thought going through her head. A part of her wanted to pounce on him and kill him right away, while the other part wanted to make him suffer slowly until he died. “What should we do about him? If you want us to eliminate him right away, we can, Belinda. He hurt one of us and we don’t take that lightly. He should be dead, b