Leah's POV "It's the jury's call," I said. "He has murdered more than 300 girls. I don't think they will ever exile him." "So... are they going to sentence him to death?" Uma asked. "There's a possibility," I said. "Do you know where her body is?" Uma asked. I shook my head and said, "Not really. He cremated the bodies. But we can still put him on trial because he kept a catalog of all the girls he had killed." "Catalog? You mean he killed my daughter and he kept her picture, so he can take it out and look at it anytime he likes, so he can kill her again in his fucking twisted mind?!" Uma raised her voice and smashed the teacup on the table. Finally, she let it out. "He's a sick old bastard, Uma. He will rot in hell." I held Uma's hands and said. "I don't know anything about the world after death, Miss Lewyn. The only thing I care about is this life." Uma said. Then, she suddenly grabbed my hand and said, "Miss Lewyn, you must have known someone. Can you pull some strings to
Leah's POV "Chief, he's from the Eagle Tail Pack. They are the most powerful pack in the South. We can't mess up with them. Alph Dire would be mad at us." A soldier pulled the sleeves of the head soldier and said in a quiet voice. The head soldier thought for a while, looking at Darren, and said, "You can keep your car, kid. But do not show up again on Mediland again." "Or what?" Darren tilted his head and asked. The head soldier was about to walk away, but he stopped and turned toward Darren. Just when I thought the head soldier was about to jump at Darren and start a fight, a deep, velvet voice appeared from outside - "Dylan! I haven't seen you for a really long time!" A tall, muscular young man walked into the room. His tanned skin gleamed with sweat and his muscles bulged with a powerful force to be reckoned with. He was wearing a rugged black T-shirt with the logo of a running dog. On the back of his shirt, I saw a line of printed words - "Grey Hound Delivery". "What's u
Leah's POV "Are you sure you want to go inside, officer? It's dead fish inside and it smells awful." It's Damian's voice. "Open the door, kid. Don't make me tear your car apart." The voice said. "Sure, right away, officer." Damian started unlocking the door. Just when the last bolt lock was unlocked, I heard a loud scream in the distance. "She's here! We've found the assassin! All units! Come here right now!" A voice shouted. All the soldiers started to run in the same direction. Damian jumped into the driver's seat. The van shot out like a spring, running over the barricades on the road. I had to pull the door back before all the baskets of oysters fell off the van. Darren peaked from the gap in the curtain and I could tell his pupils dilate. "What's going on?" I frowned and asked. "Nothing," Darren said. He quickly stood up and took out his bike from the corner of the van. "What are you doing?" I asked. I had a really bad feeling about what he was going to do. "Sorry, Lea
Leah's POV I opened my eyes and saw Finn walking away from me. Looking at his back, I felt that my heart was shuttered into thousands of pieces. I wanted to call him back, but when I opened my mouth, nothing came out. I curled up and started to cough, gliding down to the floor. Jalin came in and found me curling on the floor. He rushed forward and held me up. "My Goddess, Leah. You're burning like a stove. What happened?" Jalin said. I didn't say anything but pressed my face against Jalin's chest, starting to cry out. "What the fuck are you looking at, Farrow?! Call Dr. Monk!" Jalin shouted. That was the last thing I heard when I passed out into oblivion. Jalin's POV "What happened to Leah?!" Lucian's voice was so loud that I didn't even have to put him on the speaker. "She's fine. She caught a bad cold and there was some remaining fluid in her chest. It triggered mild pneumonia..." I said. "Pneumonia?! Is she dying?!" Lucian shouted. I love Lycans. They're so adorable. T
Leah's POV "Leah, wake up." I heard a voice in oblivion. I lifted my arms to cover my eyes. "Leah..." The voice called my name again. "Finn..." I mumbled. I stretched out my arms toward the source of the voice. A pair of hands held my arms. They felt warm. No, they weren't Finn's hands, which were always cold. I opened my eyes and saw the blurry figure of Lucian sitting next to my bed. He placed his hand over my forehead and gently said, "Leah, I'm here. You don't have a temperature anymore. That's great." "Water..." I whispered. My throat was burning. A cup of water appeared in my sight. It was Jalin who was holding it. Lucian held my back and added a pillow behind my back, so I could sit upright. I turned my head away to avoid seeing Jalin. I heard Jalin's voice - "Leah, I know you're mad at me, but..." "Why didn't you hire Finn? Why did you ask him to work for Lucas?" I took a sip of water and said impatiently. Jalin cleared his voice and said, "There are some techn
Leah's POV As I walked into the headquarters, I saw Laura arguing with Ava in the lobby. "Are you deaf? I've already told you, you can't see Miss Lewyn today!" Laura said in a cold voice. "I need to see her right now!" Ava stomped her feet and said. "What's the situation here?" I approached them and asked. "Aha, great. You're here!" Ava leered at me and shoved a folder into my face. "Here, take this. This is the contract of the old Trafold Hippodrome project. Alpha Kyle is arrested and there's chaos in Moonhowlers Pack. You need to take this opportunity to seal the deal. All you have to do is to sign this contract." I ignored her and walked into the elevator. Ava followed me into the elevator and said eagerly, "Come on, Leah. Don't be so stupid. You can sleep with Lucian and get what you want. But do you think that you can depend on him forever? You need to prove yourself worthy in business. That's the only way for an aspiring girl to stand in this line of work." "Aspiring? Inte
Leah's POV My heart was pounding like crazy. I had a bad feeling about this. Troy wasn't around and Laura was in her office. If someone sneaked into this SPA room and tried to assault me, nobody would find out. I stood up from the Jacuzzi and tried to grab my clothes, but I got lightheaded because I stood up too fast. Just when I was about to faint, a pair of hands grabbed my waist and caught me. I heard a familiar voice with a French accent- "Désolé, Mademoiselle Lewyn... I'm so sorry for the interruption..." "Gaspard?" I asked. Gaspard Laflamme. The tailor. Why is he here? I thought to myself. "Oui! Miss Lewyn. I'm..." The glowing light from the window illuminated the chiseled feature of the handsome young tailor. He looked awkward and embarrassed because I was completely naked. He pulled a towel and wrapped me up. "I'm sorry, Miss Lewyn... I came here to bring you the dress for tonight's Grand Ball. I got lost again. Everything here is big and you're like a princess who's
Leah's POV"Oh, in that case, I must have remembered it incorrectly," I lowered my head and stared at him in his eyes. "Memory is a very interesting thing. Do you have the feeling that when you meet someone for the first time, you feel like you've known this person for your entire life?""I'm just a humble tailor, Miss Lewyn. I know nothing about memory and life," Gaspard replied, gently stroking the hem up above my knees and pinning it on the belt beneath my waistline. I suddenly felt a wave of warmth spreading from my loins all over my body. It was like my whole body was ignited.
Lucian's POV“I am here to express our condolences to Your Highness on His Majesty’s passing…"“We are deeply sorry…"Their voices blurred and faded to a distant echo in my mind. I couldn’t focus on anything. The only thing consuming my thoughts was Leah.Where is she now? If Lucas’s plan had succeeded, she would be with Darren, fleeing to the north.The plan involved enhanced Darren killing Mick and secretly sending Leah to the north. Publicly, we’d claim that Leah, grief-stricken by my father’s death, had taken her own life. In this way, I’d eliminate Mick and seize the throne simultaneously.When Lucas first proposed the plan, I thought he was mad. No one had ever schemed like this before. No one had ever dared to deceive the Moon Goddess. Since yesterday, a troubling unease had crept over me. I didn’t like it one bit. It was the same bitter taste I’d fe
Darren's POVJosephine's stern gaze pierced through me. I clenched my fists, feeling the weight of the decision I had to make. The life of Leah's unborn baby was in my hands. If I gave the go-ahead, the baby wouldn't survive, and Leah would never forgive me. But if I didn't, Leah would die.“Continue,” I instructed the doctor, my voice steady.“Are you sure...?” he questioned, hesitant.Josephine covered her mouth to stifle a scream. “Do it. Now,” I repeated firmly."I can't watch this," Josephine said, her voice breaking as she stormed out of the room.I was left alone to face the grim reality. Dr. Jafar bent back over Leah, resuming the delicate operation. After what felt like an eternity, he finally removed the last fragment and collapsed into a chair, utterly spent."Is she going to be okay?" I asked, desperation creeping into my voice."She's in critical condition. I’ve done everything I can. The
Darren's POV"What's happening...? What the hell?!" Josephine gasped, her eyes widening as she saw Leah cradled in my arms."Leah's in danger. We need a doctor," I murmured, laying Leah gently on the sofa."If you need a doctor, you’ll have to go to a clinic! Not to me!" Josephine snapped."I can't take her there. There are soldiers everywhere," I replied urgently. "She's dying, Jo. The blood won't stop."Josephine's face twisted with hysteria. "What do you expect me to do? We can't help her! Didn't you see those soldiers on the street? They're hunting for her! If they find her, we're both dead!"Ignoring her, I tore through the linen closet, grabbing anything that could help staunch Leah's wound. Josephine tried to pull me back."Darren! Are you listening to me?!""I hear you, Jo," I said softly, but firmly. "But I have to save Leah. She took a bullet meant for me. If it weren’t for her, I’d be the one bleeding out."
Leah's POV"What's the hurry?" A voice echoed from the doorway.Mick Toussaint?!What on earth was he doing here?"Ah, we've crossed paths again, Miss Lewyn." Mick's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes narrowing with intent. "Allow me to introduce you to my Luna and wife. I assure you, this reunion will be nothing short of spectacular."Clara's face materialized next to his.It was as though my worst nightmare had clawed its way into reality. They stood together, each an abomination that had finally found its twisted match."Leah, you conniving wench! At last!" Her lips curled into a cold, vindictive smirk as she slammed the door shut. "We're going to have such a delightful time.""Get out of my room!" I shouted, desperation hitching my voice. My legs were numb, unwilling to obey, while I knew exactly what this deranged pair had in mind."You look like one of the Swanson boys." Clara purred, flicking her gaze to Darren. "The Swansons have always been so... delectable. Care to join us?"D
Leah's POVI reached for the phone on my nightstand and dialed Darren's number. It rang for a while before going to voicemail. I paused, formulating my thoughts, then said, "Darren, it's me..."Suddenly, the phone was answered. "Leah?" Darren's voice sounded shaky."Yes, Darren. It's me."He let out a sigh of relief. "Oh, thank goodness. Where have you been? I was so worried...""What's going
Leah's POVWhen I woke up, I was enveloped in warmth. Blinking against the light, I realized Lucas was holding me from behind. I cherished moments like this, moments that never happened when we were married. My head still felt foggy, and the tubes in my arms itched, making me impulsively pull them out. The machine beside me erupted in beeps, and a flustered nurse rushed in, her hand flying to her mouth in shock. Lucas sprang off the bed."I'm sorry, Sir. You can't be in here," she insisted, staring at him."I just want to be with my wife," Lucas shrugged,
Leah's POVI lowered my head and saw black blood trickling down my face, dripping onto the floor. I tried to stand, but my limbs felt leaden, and my head was growing heavy."What... what have you done?!" I screamed, struggling to rise, only to collapse back onto the cold ground."It's wolfsbane, Leah..." the old king hacked, black blood spewing from his mouth as he smirked wickedly. "I hid it in my nails...""Father!" Lucian shifted rapidly into his human form, rushing forwa
Leah's POVI didn't answer his question."What have I done to make you hate me so much, Leah?" he murmured. "All I've ever done is follow the Moon Goddess's will and protect you.""You learned from the Moon Goddess that I was the chosen one, destined to bring an end to your reign. But the only person you care about in this world is your son, Lucian! So you encouraged me to marry Lucas to send me away. Every misfortune in my life was orchestrated by you. You sacrificed my Batair for your sick enhancement project. You want to sacrifice me, just like you sacr
Leah's POVMy father’s bedroom was located on the top floor of the castle, offering a commanding view of the entire Court. I had never been summoned to his bedroom before, but I once sneaked in when I was little. To my astonishment, it was relatively small. Mr. Carson found me there. He scooped me up in his arms and gently admonished me for wandering into such a restricted area."Why is Father’s bedroom so small?" I asked curiously.Mr. Carson replied, "A Lycan King never sleeps well in giant rooms."At the time, I didn't understand what he meant, but now, I began to grasp his meaning.My father sat upright in his bed, supported by a pile of pillows. The air in the room was thick with the grim scent of decay, a telltale sign of the cancer that had relentlessly gnawed away at his once-powerful body. It pained me deeply to see my father, a man who had once exuded immense strength and unshakable will, now lying frail against the pillows. His hair had turned a ghostly grey, with thin, wis