Eleanor's POV The past few days had been a blur. I was so consumed by my quest for identity and truth that I had almost forgotten about my impending marriage to Sebastian. It was as if he did not exist at all in my thoughts. All I cared about was uncovering the secrets of the Capris Coven, learning what had happened to my mother, and mastering the wild powers inside me.At times, the weight of responsibility felt almost too heavy to bear. I felt like I was carrying the burden of an entire pack on my shoulders. How could I possibly locate the Capris Coven? Mary had mentioned that they were part of this realm, yet even Ryker, who was around my age, had never heard of them. I began to wonder if Loretta had known more about the Coven than any of us.So many questions swirled in my mind. Why had I not been able to use my powers in my previous life? Had they been hidden away or suppressed? What had happened in the past to leave me so weak and powerless, only to find myself now strong and b
Sebastian's POV My first instinct was to head to the forest—the same forest where I had seen Eleanor hunt those werewolf hunters before. I hoped that perhaps she had returned to that familiar spot, either to hunt again or to search for some hidden truth. With a determined heart, I set off into the forest, my senses on high alert.As I entered the forest, I began to carefully scan my surroundings for any sign of her. I focused all my energy, and soon I felt a strange, powerful change coming over me. My body started to shift. I could feel my muscles stretching and my limbs shortening. In a few moments, I was no longer a man—I had transformed into a wolf. Thick, black fur sprouted from my skin, and my eyes turned a bright, piercing yellow. My new ash-gray coat glistened in the sunlight, and I let out a mighty howl that echoed through the trees. I felt the wild, ancient power surge through my veins.Now, with my senses heightened, I set out to track Eleanor. I sniffed the air, catching t
Sebastian's POV I stood at the edge of the field, watching in wonder as Eleanor touched the dead grasses. With each gentle sweep of her hand, the brittle stalks softened and began to sway as if coming back to life. The moonlight glowed softly around her, a quiet sign of the blessing from the Moon Goddess. I felt a powerful surge of awe and admiration. In that moment, I realized just how much she had changed.In our past life, Eleanor had been ordinary. She never possessed any special powers—not even the ability to turn into a wolf. But now, everything was different. The Moon Goddess had gifted her with abilities I could hardly understand. I had never seen a werewolf who could heal a dying field or command the weather. Her strength, her drive, and her quiet courage captured my heart all over again.I knew I should have felt frightened or even intimidated by such power. I should worry about the danger it might bring if used against us. Yet, my feelings for her remained strong. Deep dow
Sebastian’s POVToday was the day I had been waiting for—the day I would finally make Eleanor mine. The grand wedding ceremony was set in the heart of our realm, surrounded by ancient forests and rolling hills that stretched endlessly. The sun shone brightly, casting golden rays upon the gathering, as if the heavens themselves were blessing our union. The atmosphere was charged with excitement. Every Alpha Lycan King from our realm and neighboring lands had gathered for this momentous occasion. Their presence was a testament to the importance of this marriage—not just for me, but for our entire kind. This was more than just a wedding; it was the merging of two great packs, a symbol of unity and power. As I stood at the altar, dressed in a tailored black tuxedo embroidered with gold thread, I felt my heart race with anticipation. The tuxedo fit perfectly, accentuating my strong frame, and the golden embroidery shimmered under the sunlight. Atop my head rested a diamond-encrusted cr
Eleanor's POV I woke up that morning feeling far from joyful. I had arrived at Sebastian's pack the night before, and after a long, sleepless night, I was met with a flurry of activity. A team of stylists, maids, and makeup artists crowded around me like a swarm of butterflies, all chattering excitedly. Their voices blended into a single, overwhelming hum that did little to calm my troubled mind.The hairstylist began working on my hair with gentle fingers, braiding and curling it into elaborate patterns. I watched as each twist and turn was carefully planned, transforming my hair into something that belonged in a fairytale. The makeup artist moved with practiced ease, lightly brushing color onto my cheeks and eyes, trying to hide the sadness I felt inside. The dressmakers helped me into my wedding gown—a beautiful white dress woven with gold and silver threads. It was a stunning work of art, a dress meant for a bride, but inside I knew that I was not the bride I was meant to be.I s
Eleanor's POV I stood before the mirror as the maids busied themselves with their careful work. They scattered rose petals and lavender around me, and gentle hands anointed my skin with fragrant oils. My hair was arranged in loose, graceful waves, and a delicate circlet studded with gemstones rested on my brow. I tried to see beauty in my reflection, but behind that soft exterior, my heart was heavy with bitter resentment.I was dressed in a sheer, flowing nightgown—a garment chosen by Sebastien himself. The fabric caressed my skin like a gentle whisper, making me feel, for a moment, like a true Luna bride. Yet even as I appeared elegant and serene, I could not shake the feeling that I was trapped in a role I had never wanted. I wondered silently what Sebastien was thinking. Did he feel true happiness, or was I just another conquest in his eyes? His words once promised love, but his actions in our past had spoken a louder truth—a truth that left me cold.It was too late now. The deci
Sebastain's POV I took a deep breath as I spoke, watching her carefully. Eleanor stood there, quiet and still, her gaze never leaving mine. I could see the storm of emotions as it swirled in her eyes—her uncertainty, her pain—but I knew that somewhere beneath all of it, there was something I could reach. Desire, perhaps. Or at least the softer side of her heart, though she had been hiding it deep within. Gently, I took her hand in mine, the touch almost reverent, and pulled her closer toward me. The tension in the air was palpable, yet I couldn't let go of the feeling that this moment, despite her reluctance, was right. It was the moment when we would truly become one. Finally, I leaned in, my lips meeting hers with a slow, passionate urgency. My heart raced, and for just a moment, time seemed to stand still. The softness of her lips was intoxicating, drawing me deeper into the kiss. I savored it, exploring the delicate curve of her mouth, the taste of her lips. Every touch, ever
Alicia's POV I couldn’t stand by and do nothing while everything changed around me. Sebastian had made his choice, and now it was my turn to act. I leaped to my feet, determination surging through my veins. I walked to my wardrobe and carefully chose a deep, red nightwear that made me feel both bold and mysterious. I put on a simple mask to hide my face and packed a small bag with only the essentials for the night. I didn't want anyone to know I was going out. Of course, Sebastian wouldn't know I was missing from the palace. All I needed was to leave unnoticed.With everything in place, I stepped out into the cool night air.Outside, the palace sparkled with bright lights and lively music. Laughter filled the air, but I could not let it distract me. I knew that inside, Sebastian and Eleanor were likely embracing the intimacy of their new marriage—a thought that filled me with both jealousy and anger. I climbed into my car and drove away from the palace, my destination set for Klaus’s
Sebastain's POV I stood beneath Eleanor’s window, my heart beating so fast I was sure everyone could hear it. I had arranged for a small group of musicians to play her favorite melody, hoping that the gentle notes would reach her heart and draw her near. As the soft music filled the cool night air, I called out, my voice shaking with emotion, “Eleanor, my love! Come down to me!”This felt new to me and it seemed I wasn't the one - no, this couldn't be Sebastian, standing like a swayed lover under the moon, calling out to a woman. But I knew I had always been a romantic. Duty had buried a lot of my persona.But instead of opening the window, she slammed it shut with a force that echoed through the quiet courtyard. The sharp sound left me feeling both hurt and disappointed. I was embarrassed. Still, I clung to the hope that one day she would see the love I carried for her deep within my heart.The very next day, I dedicated hours to creating a path of rose petals that stretched from ou
Sebastain's POV Before dawn, I woke slowly and turned to see Eleanor sleeping peacefully beside me. Her soft, bare skin was like a dream, and I found myself lost in the memory of the unforgettable night we had shared. Even in her sleep, the connection between us was clear.As morning broke, a strong sense of duty filled me. I felt responsible for her, and I vowed to protect her no matter what. I would not allow history to repeat itself—I would not let anyone hurt her like they had in our past. Nor would I be foolish to push her away again.My mind was already set on the task ahead. I needed to find out the truth about her mysterious past death. I was determined to discover who was responsible and make sure they would never come after her again. I planned to be proactive, to hunt down anyone who might pose a threat, and to stop them before they could cause any harm to the one I loved.I rose from the bed, changed into light, comfortable clothes, and quietly left our room. In the hallw
Alicia's POV I couldn’t stand by and do nothing while everything changed around me. Sebastian had made his choice, and now it was my turn to act. I leaped to my feet, determination surging through my veins. I walked to my wardrobe and carefully chose a deep, red nightwear that made me feel both bold and mysterious. I put on a simple mask to hide my face and packed a small bag with only the essentials for the night. I didn't want anyone to know I was going out. Of course, Sebastian wouldn't know I was missing from the palace. All I needed was to leave unnoticed.With everything in place, I stepped out into the cool night air.Outside, the palace sparkled with bright lights and lively music. Laughter filled the air, but I could not let it distract me. I knew that inside, Sebastian and Eleanor were likely embracing the intimacy of their new marriage—a thought that filled me with both jealousy and anger. I climbed into my car and drove away from the palace, my destination set for Klaus’s
Sebastain's POV I took a deep breath as I spoke, watching her carefully. Eleanor stood there, quiet and still, her gaze never leaving mine. I could see the storm of emotions as it swirled in her eyes—her uncertainty, her pain—but I knew that somewhere beneath all of it, there was something I could reach. Desire, perhaps. Or at least the softer side of her heart, though she had been hiding it deep within. Gently, I took her hand in mine, the touch almost reverent, and pulled her closer toward me. The tension in the air was palpable, yet I couldn't let go of the feeling that this moment, despite her reluctance, was right. It was the moment when we would truly become one. Finally, I leaned in, my lips meeting hers with a slow, passionate urgency. My heart raced, and for just a moment, time seemed to stand still. The softness of her lips was intoxicating, drawing me deeper into the kiss. I savored it, exploring the delicate curve of her mouth, the taste of her lips. Every touch, ever
Eleanor's POV I stood before the mirror as the maids busied themselves with their careful work. They scattered rose petals and lavender around me, and gentle hands anointed my skin with fragrant oils. My hair was arranged in loose, graceful waves, and a delicate circlet studded with gemstones rested on my brow. I tried to see beauty in my reflection, but behind that soft exterior, my heart was heavy with bitter resentment.I was dressed in a sheer, flowing nightgown—a garment chosen by Sebastien himself. The fabric caressed my skin like a gentle whisper, making me feel, for a moment, like a true Luna bride. Yet even as I appeared elegant and serene, I could not shake the feeling that I was trapped in a role I had never wanted. I wondered silently what Sebastien was thinking. Did he feel true happiness, or was I just another conquest in his eyes? His words once promised love, but his actions in our past had spoken a louder truth—a truth that left me cold.It was too late now. The deci
Eleanor's POV I woke up that morning feeling far from joyful. I had arrived at Sebastian's pack the night before, and after a long, sleepless night, I was met with a flurry of activity. A team of stylists, maids, and makeup artists crowded around me like a swarm of butterflies, all chattering excitedly. Their voices blended into a single, overwhelming hum that did little to calm my troubled mind.The hairstylist began working on my hair with gentle fingers, braiding and curling it into elaborate patterns. I watched as each twist and turn was carefully planned, transforming my hair into something that belonged in a fairytale. The makeup artist moved with practiced ease, lightly brushing color onto my cheeks and eyes, trying to hide the sadness I felt inside. The dressmakers helped me into my wedding gown—a beautiful white dress woven with gold and silver threads. It was a stunning work of art, a dress meant for a bride, but inside I knew that I was not the bride I was meant to be.I s
Sebastian’s POVToday was the day I had been waiting for—the day I would finally make Eleanor mine. The grand wedding ceremony was set in the heart of our realm, surrounded by ancient forests and rolling hills that stretched endlessly. The sun shone brightly, casting golden rays upon the gathering, as if the heavens themselves were blessing our union. The atmosphere was charged with excitement. Every Alpha Lycan King from our realm and neighboring lands had gathered for this momentous occasion. Their presence was a testament to the importance of this marriage—not just for me, but for our entire kind. This was more than just a wedding; it was the merging of two great packs, a symbol of unity and power. As I stood at the altar, dressed in a tailored black tuxedo embroidered with gold thread, I felt my heart race with anticipation. The tuxedo fit perfectly, accentuating my strong frame, and the golden embroidery shimmered under the sunlight. Atop my head rested a diamond-encrusted cr
Sebastian's POV I stood at the edge of the field, watching in wonder as Eleanor touched the dead grasses. With each gentle sweep of her hand, the brittle stalks softened and began to sway as if coming back to life. The moonlight glowed softly around her, a quiet sign of the blessing from the Moon Goddess. I felt a powerful surge of awe and admiration. In that moment, I realized just how much she had changed.In our past life, Eleanor had been ordinary. She never possessed any special powers—not even the ability to turn into a wolf. But now, everything was different. The Moon Goddess had gifted her with abilities I could hardly understand. I had never seen a werewolf who could heal a dying field or command the weather. Her strength, her drive, and her quiet courage captured my heart all over again.I knew I should have felt frightened or even intimidated by such power. I should worry about the danger it might bring if used against us. Yet, my feelings for her remained strong. Deep dow
Sebastian's POV My first instinct was to head to the forest—the same forest where I had seen Eleanor hunt those werewolf hunters before. I hoped that perhaps she had returned to that familiar spot, either to hunt again or to search for some hidden truth. With a determined heart, I set off into the forest, my senses on high alert.As I entered the forest, I began to carefully scan my surroundings for any sign of her. I focused all my energy, and soon I felt a strange, powerful change coming over me. My body started to shift. I could feel my muscles stretching and my limbs shortening. In a few moments, I was no longer a man—I had transformed into a wolf. Thick, black fur sprouted from my skin, and my eyes turned a bright, piercing yellow. My new ash-gray coat glistened in the sunlight, and I let out a mighty howl that echoed through the trees. I felt the wild, ancient power surge through my veins.Now, with my senses heightened, I set out to track Eleanor. I sniffed the air, catching t