Eleanor's povThe sunlight hit my eyes the moment I threw the bedcovers away from my face and I closed them immediately. With a low wince, I gently opened them again, looking around me. Where was I? How did I even end up here?The last thing I remembered before everything went out was Sebastian twirling his wine in his glass while smirking at me. Now, it all came back to me. I had eaten a walnut. Sebastian had tried to poison me! He knew I was allergic and tried to kill me. That bastard!I tried to get up but a force jerked me back in bed. I turned to see a chain tied to the bedpost and around my wrist. He even had the effrontery to chain me up.“Sebastian!” I yelled his name as loud as I could but got no reply.“Sebastian!” I yelled again. It was still the same. No one answered me.I gritted my teeth and turned to rip off the chains but the more I tried to, the more they cut into my wrist.Just then, heat pooled in between my legs. A moan escaped my lips and I gripped the sheets with
Eleanor's POVI gasped in shock. I have powers now?“Fetch more water!” Another guard cried out.I leaned on the iron rail and watched them scramble for buckets of water like soldiers ants scattered around the floor. They looked so pathetic as they wailed helplessly. I found it strange but in a way I wanted their screams to be louder. I stretched my hand towards Sebastian's favourite carriage and it caught fire.A laugh escaped my lips and I let it echo with the wind.“How the heck did that tree catch fire!” Sebastian yelled as he ran in with two guards flanking him.“My carriage!” He yelled again.I cupped my hand over my mouth. “Serves you right, asshole.”He stood at akimbo, watching the guards and maids quench the fire.A man ran to meet him and whispered in his ears. He looked up at the window and our eyes met. I could see the rage in his piercing green eyes. His hair danced in the wind as the fire died down and he didn't stop staring at me.I threw him a wink at him and went bac
Eleanor's povThe last thing I remembered before the darkness swllowed my consciousness was me fighting for my life in the dark river and now, I was alive and not just alive but I was on my way to Sebastian's pack.How in the world did this happen?I looked down at my hands. The hands my rapists had stabbed when I tried to claw at their faces. There were no scars or bruises on them instead they were silky and smooth. I felt my face. I was warm and alive. The Moon Goddess really granted me my request.The carriage hurtled to a stop and the horses snorted loudly. We had arrived at the BloodMoon pack.The carriage door was held open and the coachman, a middle-aged man in black uniform, held out his hand for me.“We're here, my lady.” Amelia said quietly.For a moment, I hesitated.“My lady?” The coachman repeated, his voice snapping me from my intrusive thoughts.“Right.” I took his hand and was helped down from the carriage.Amelia came down and held an umbrella over my head. “Shall we,
Sebastian's povI sat in my office going over last night's event.Who started the fire and why?It was a question no one had an answer to. Not even I had an answer to it. There were no traces of gasoline or fossil fuel. There were even no traces of match boxes or a lighter or anything that could start a fire. It was as though the fire started on it's own and that was impossible. Fire didn't just started by itself. There had to be a manmade interference. Someone caused this fire but who?A light knock snapped me from my thoughts and I looked up. It was Luca, my beta.I leaned back into my seat, wondering why he was here. “Yes?”“Sir, the meeting is about to begin.” He said.Oh, the meeting with delegates from the Bloodfang pack. I had completely forgotten about it.“Sure. Let's go.” I said.Usually, I would take the shorter way to the meeting hall but this time, I felt like I needed to clear my head from last night so I decided to take a longer route though the hall leading to the gard
Eleanor's povThe joy I felt in my heart was something I hadn't felt in a while.By now Sebastian must have realized his mistake. The woman he had slept with thinking it was me, was actually my sister, Loretta. My plan had perfectly played out the way I wanted it to.I could imagine the look on Sebastian's face. My victory was a punch to his gut. Now, he had slept with Loretta, he would have to marry her.When Loretta heard the news, she was devastated. 2 years ago, she had planned this to avoid getting married to Sebastian because of the rumours about him. Sebastian wasn't exactly a benevolent king and the praises people sang about him were not cheerful ones.I watched Loretta sobs and pleaded with father to renounce the marriage pact with Sebastian and he refused. The deed had already been done.With a sly smile, I revealed to Loretta that I had intentionally deceived her and congratulated her on her happily hellish (married) life.While in father's office, Sebastian wouldn't stop s
Eleanor's povAs I entered the room, I found a familiar silhouette.“Who are you?” I asked, fearing the worst.The person turned around and my heart skipped a beat.It was Sebastian.Sebastian stood in the center of the room, his green orbs piercing mine. He looked tired, like he hadn't slept in days and I wonder why.I narrowed my eyes as he took a step closer. “Alpha Sebastian, to what I owe… the surprise visit?”Sebastian cleared his throat. Despite his polished looks, there was something broken about it. Like I give a damn what it was. “You look different, Eleanor.”I raised an eyebrow. “Different… Is that all you came here to say?”His jaw tightened for a moment before he finally replied. “Loretta is miserable.”I let out a soft laugh. “And how is that my problem?”Sebastian took another step closer. “I don't know why she is but I figured you should know why.”I crossed my arms over my chest and scoffed again. I did not just leave my potatoes for this.“If anyone should know, it
Eleanor's povThe celebration was supposed to be my day — a part to honour me as the pack's new Alpha but of course… nothing ever went as planned.*****I couldn't stop smiling.Today was my day — My Alpha ceremony.Gold and red banners fluttered in the breeze and decorations were being set up outside.I could hear the laughter and chatting of the pack members as they prepared for the ceremony.My heart was racing in my chest. I was so excited. This was a big deal and not just for me but for the whole pack. I had worked hard for this moment and it was finally here.My eyes fell on the dress father had chosen for me for the ceremony — a long red, elegant dress befitting an Alpha. I loved it.Despite the excitement, there was one thought I couldn't shake off.Sebastian.Would he come?The memory of his “confession” a few days ago still lingered in my mind. I could never forget the look in his green eyes like he couldn't decide whether to hate me or onto what was left of us, whatever it
Eleanor's POVI run blindly through a forest that has transformed into a living nightmare. Every step feels as though it reverberates through my very soul, the pounding of my heart matching the frantic rhythm of my feet against the damp ground. The trees around me have become sinister silhouettes, their gnarled branches reaching out like desperate, skeletal hands in the dark. Shadows twist and merge, creating a disorienting image that blurs the line between reality and terror.Breathless and suffocating under the weight of my fear, I can barely form the word "Help!" My voice, raw and hoarse, barely forms through the silence. Instead, I am met with the hollow echo of my own plea—a mocking whisper that bounces back from unseen corners of the dark forest. Every echo feels like an accusation, a reminder that I am utterly alone and helpless.I fight against the rising tide of despair and try to tap into the power I know lies dormant within me. I imagine a blazing fire, a fierce inferno th
Sebastian's POV The meeting in the courtyard had been brief, but I could sense the shock and curiosity in the air. Everyone was surprised by how quickly I had recovered, and I knew that rumors were already beginning to spread through the palace like wildfire. The last thing I wanted was for anyone to know that Eleanor was a healer.I had my own reasons for keeping this secret hidden, especially from her father. I knew how hungry for power he was, and I had seen firsthand the destruction that such ambition could cause. My own father’s relentless hunger for power had led him to his downfall, and it had cost me dearly—the loss of my brother Francis was a wound that never truly healed.I could not let Eleanor’s father learn of her gift. It wasn’t just about healing; I had seen her do things that went far beyond simple restoration. I remembered the day when she moved the clouds as if they were her playthings and even summoned fire with a mere gesture. These displays of power were extraord
Ryker's POV I had been waiting for what felt like an eternity to finally speak with Alpha Eleanor. When she summoned me, a mix of emotions welled up inside me. I felt a surge of excitement at the thought of seeing her, yet that excitement was mixed with deep anger and worry.I was furious when I first learned that Eleanor had used her healing powers on Sebastian. I knew well the dangers of those powers, especially since she had not yet mastered them. Every time she used them, the power drained her, leaving her weak and vulnerable. I had worried for her safety, and now that fear had turned into anger. That very morning, when I saw Sebastian, my anger exploded. I lost control for a moment. I knew I had offended the Lycan King, but at that moment, I felt justified. Sebastian had been reckless—his foolish decision to venture into the forest alone and fight the wolf hunters had nearly cost him his life. If he had died, our entire reign might have fallen into chaos, sparking a war that c
Alicia's POV This was all his fault. I paced back and forth in front of Klaus, my chest tight with fury, my hands shaking. “This is all your fault!” I spat, my voice sharp and unforgiving. Klaus sat there, calm as ever, his expression unreadable, but his eyes—his eyes flashed with something dangerous. “Alicia, I need you to be quiet,” he said, his voice low and controlled. “I need silence to think.” I let out a bitter laugh. "Think? What's there to think about? We've lost everything because of you. You hesitated, Klaus. You waited too long, and now look—Sebastian is still alive, and our entire plan is in ruins!" His jaw clenched, his usual calm cracking just slightly. “Alicia, stop. Just stop. You’re not thinking clearly.” I stared at him, rage burning hot in my chest. “I’m not thinking clearly?” I repeated, my voice dripping with disbelief. "You were so sure of yourself, so arrogant, thinking this would be easy. That we could just walk in, take control, and no one would s
Sebastain's POV I sat beside Leila, my mind wandering back to Eleanor. My cousin’s words had painted a clear picture of what had happened while I was... away. I still struggled to understand how Eleanor had healed me—how she had used her strange, gentle powers to make my wounds vanish. It was more than I could ever imagine.Leila’s eyes shone with both wonder and tiredness as she spoke. “I was shocked when Eleanor told me she could heal you, Sebastian. At first, I did not believe her, but then I saw it with my own eyes. The scars and cuts on your body simply disappeared. But it took all of her strength, and it left her very weak.”A sharp pang of guilt mixed with deep gratitude filled my heart. I felt sorry for the pain Leila had endured, and I was thankful to Eleanor for her kind act. I remembered the faint, warm smile she gave me just before I... before I returned. That small smile had touched me deeply, and now I longed for the day when she would wake up again.The questions kept
Alicia's POV I stood before the mirror, running my hands over the soft folds of my gown. The seamstress had done a wonderful job. The deep red fabric clung to me perfectly, shimmering in the candlelight like fresh blood. I had my hair swept up into a neat bun, with a few loose curls framing my face just so perfectly. I tilted my head to admire my reflection—I felt radiant, more beautiful than ever. Even more beautiful than any Luna our pack has seen. I knew this was my destiny - I was born to be Luna.Klaus stepped quietly behind me. His broad presence filled the room as usual. He walked towards me, a smile dancing on his lips and he pressed a warm kiss to my neck. “You look beautiful,” he murmured, and his words made my heart flutter. I could feel his strong hands on my waist as he reassured me. My thoughts, however, were already with the night ahead. I was worried about the outcome of tonight. Tonight, Klaus would enter the palace and claim his place as the new Lycan King, and I w
Sebastain’s POVEleanor saved your life." Leila's voice echoed in my mind as I slowly rose from the bed, ignoring her hurried protests. I had to find Eleanor. I needed to know what happened. Her words confused me, and I couldn't grasp the full meaning. Why was she crying? What did 'saved your life' mean? Had Eleanor sacrificed her own life for mine? The questions flooded my mind, but one thought became clearer than the rest: I had to understand what had happened. I wasn’t concerned with the confusion or the tears—I had to find her. As I staggered through the corridor, I could feel my body shifting back from wolf form to normal. Adrenaline surged through my veins, and like a miracle, the guards and maids gasped at the sight of me. I could sense their awe. Something extraordinary had taken place. But what exactly had happened? When? How long had I been unconscious, and why could I remember only a fragmented vision of myself lying on the forest floor, surrounded by my blood? I had call
Leila's POV When Eleanor told me she had the power to heal Sebastian, I allowed myself a moment of disbelief. Healers were a forgotten legend in our world, extinct in both our realm and all nearby territories. I couldn’t imagine how Eleanor could possess such a gift—surely, it must have been a fleeting surge of hope or perhaps guilt that urged her to say it. But when I saw her face, when I looked into her eyes, I realized there was a quiet certainty there. She wasn’t saying this for effect; she truly believed she could heal him. We entered the room in silence, and my heart shattered at the sight of Sebastian lying motionless on the bed. The once vibrant, fierce Lycan King I had known seemed a mere shadow of himself. It pained me more than I could explain that this was the end result of so much loss, cruelty, and war. In that moment, I wished everything Eleanor said could be true. I wished she really could heal my brother and return him to us, returning the life we had once known. Ele
Eleanor’s POVI woke up from a terrible nightmare, my heart pounding and my mind still reeling. In my dream, I saw Sebastian hanging between life and death. His eyes were full of pain and desperation, silently begging me to use my healing power to save him. I woke with a start, frustrated and uneasy, as if the dream had reached deep into my soul.I knew that the dream was a product of the heavy truths I had learned in the previous day and morning. Everything Leila had told me about Sebastian was still fresh in my mind. I began to understand why he acted so arrogant and heartless—it was a mask hiding deep hurt. And it broke my heart.That morning, I decided I would do everything in my power to revive Sebastian. As I sat in my room waiting for breakfast, I wondered why it had not yet arrived. It was getting late, and my stomach began to grumble. I called one of my maids and asked why breakfast was delayed.The maid explained that Alicia had ordered that no one would eat until Sebastian
Alicia’s POVWonders truly never end. Just when I thought I had seen all the unexpected visitors coming to the palace, now I hear that Leila White is here. Leila ? Or have I misunderstood the history? How can she be here? Is she here to mock Sebastian's fallen body? That is the only reason I can imagine for her visit, given everything that happened between them.From what I've heard, Sebastian and Leila were never close. I have no desire to meet her, and she never showed any interest in me. I feel no need to respect someone who never respected me. At this point, I see myself as the true Luna of the palace—indeed, the Luna of the pack.I decided to stay in my room, busy with my own affairs. I issue orders to the maids, all the while fuming with anger and frustration. I wait for Klaus to finally show some backbone and claim what is rightfully mine. After all, Sebastian has no heir, no true brother to stand up for him, and now Leila White has returned... but to what end? To take over t