|| Lilac’s POV ||
As I lay down on my bed, my mind raced with thoughts of the day’s events. It was all too much to process. I closed my eyes, trying to calm the storm in my mind, but it was no use. Just as I was about to give up and get up, I felt a familiar presence in the room. “Alaric,” I whispered, sitting up abruptly. He was there, standing in the shadows, his presence both comforting and unsettling. Without thinking, I jumped off the bed and ran to him, wrapping my arms around him and inhaling his familiar scent of pine and earth. But something felt off. His body was tense, his arms stiff at his sides. “So, you still remember me?” His voice was harsh and low, sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled back, my heart pounding as I searched his face. “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling. His hand pressed against my jaw, his grip firm but not painful, as he claimed my lips in a kiss that was demanding and possessive. It was unlike any kiss w|| Lilac’s POV ||He left a lingering kiss on my forehead, his lips warm against my skin, before turning and walking away. The warmth of Alaric’s presence lingered in the room even after he left, his words echoing in my mind like a melody I couldn’t shake. My fingers brushed against my lips where his kiss still lingered. The intensity of his emotions, the possessiveness in his touch, and the vulnerability in his voice had left me breathless. I couldn’t help but smile, my cheeks flushing as I replayed the moment in my head. I stood there for a moment, my heart pounding, before I finally snapped out of it and rushed to my wardrobe.I opened my wardrobe, the rows of dresses and outfits staring back at me. I wanted to look perfect for tonight, not because I needed to impress Alaric, but because I wanted to feel confident, beautiful, and like the version of myself I was slowly becoming. I pulled out a few dresses, holding them up to the light and scrutinizing each one.
|| Lilac’s POV || The hum of the car’s engine filled the silence as we drove away from the house, the city lights fading into the distance. My mind, however, slowly filled up with multiple thoughts which were anything but quiet. I tried to push it aside and focus on Alaric, but it was too late. “Okay, what’s bothering you?” Alaric’s stern voice cut through my thoughts, making me jump. “Nothing,” I replied quickly, my voice a little too high-pitched to be convincing. “It’s not nothing. You were fine just a second ago. Don’t lie, Dove,” he said, his tone firm but not unkind. He glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to the road. I sighed, knowing there was no point in hiding it. “Well, a lot has happened lately,” I admitted, my voice soft. “And?” he prompted, raising an eyebrow. “There’s been an incident I didn’t tell you about,” I said, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “Unexpectedly, the Nightshades covered our bill at Moo
|| Lilac’s POV ||The car glided smoothly through the winding roads, the city lights fading into the distance as we ventured deeper into the woods. The trees grew taller and denser, their branches forming a canopy overhead that filtered the moonlight into a soft, silvery glow. The air was crisp and fresh, carrying the earthy scent of pine and the faint rustle of leaves. It felt like stepping into another world one untouched by the chaos and noise of the city.Alaric drove with ease. The road was lined with wildflowers, their colors muted in the moonlight but still vibrant enough to catch my eye. The further we went, the more the landscape changed. The woods gave way to rolling hills, and soon, towering mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks kissed by the stars. The beauty of it all took my breath away.“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I took in the scenery.“You’ll see,” Alaric replied, a small smile playing on his
|| Lilac's POV ||After a few moments, Alaric led me to the kitchen, his hand still wrapped around mine as if he had no intention of letting go. The warmth of his touch sent tiny sparks up my arm, and I couldn’t help but revel in the feeling.The kitchen was just as breathtaking as the rest of the cabin rustic yet elegant, with wooden countertops, exposed beams, and shelves lined with neatly arranged jars of herbs and spices. A large window overlooked the vast forest beyond, the moonlight spilling in and bathing the room in a dreamy silver glow. It felt like something out of a fairytale our own little world tucked away from reality.Alaric finally released my hand to pull open the fridge, his sharp eyes scanning the contents.“Fish or chicken?” he asked, his voice light, as if this was just any other night, as if the weight of the world didn’t sit on our shoulders.I blinked, caught off guard by the question.“What are you up to?” I as
|| Lilac’s POV ||The cabin was bathed in the soft glow of the firelight, the warmth of the flames casting flickering shadows across the room. The scent of herbs and spices filled the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the wood and the faint sweetness of the wine we had been sipping. Alaric moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, his muscles flexing as he chopped vegetables and stirred sauces. I couldn’t help but watch him, my eyes tracing the lines of his broad shoulders and the way his hands moved with precision and grace.There was something mesmerizing about the way he worked, the rhythm of his movements almost hypnotic. He was completely in his element, his focus entirely on the task at hand. But every now and then, he would glance over at me, his eyes meeting mine, and a small smile would tug at his lips. It was a smile that made my heart skip a beat, a smile that made me feel like I was the only person in the world.“Enjoying the vie
|| Alaric’s POV || I never thought I would feel this way for someone. Every little thing about her made my heart race. Her smile, the way her loose curls framed her face, the mischievous glint in her eyes when she teased me. But there were moments, fleeting and rare, when the warmth in her eyes would vanish, replaced by a hollow emptiness that made her seem like a completely different person. It was as if she carried a weight too heavy for her shoulders, a pain she refused to share. And then there was her scent lavender, soft and intoxicating, driving me and my wolf to the edge of madness. What kind of spell had she cast on me? I didn’t know, but I was utterly and irrevocably under it. This cabin had always been my sanctuary, my solitude. It was the one place where I could escape the chaos of the world and just be myself. I had never brought anyone here before. It was too personal, too sacred. But here she was, lying on my lap as if she had always belonged here, as if this
|| Lilac's POV ||"Please," I whispered, my voice shaking as I turned to Kael. "Let them go."The words felt foreign, bitter, like ashes on my tongue. I had never begged before, never thought I would have to. But for them-for my parents-I would swallow my pride.I had begged before Kaek. I had pleaded with Kael to remember the vows we made, the promises he had whispered in the dark when the world felt safe."You will always come first," he had told me, his voice a balm to my fears.That was before Coco. Before she swept into the palace like a storm, leaving ruin in her way. He swore nothing would change, that I would still be his queen, his love. It was all a lie. A beautiful, cruel lie.Kael's golden eyes flickered with something unreadable, gone before I could grasp it. His silence cut deeper than a blade. My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms, but the pain was nothing compared to the ache inside me.The air reeked of blood and betrayal, thick and suffocating. The
|| Lilac's POV ||“You witch!” I snarled, my voice a mixture of pain and fury. My wolf howled within me, her grief echoing my own. But Kael’s expression remained impassive, his loyalty firmly with Coco. The woman who had destroyed my life, who had taken everything from me, stood behind him, her smirk a cruel reminder of my powerlessness.Tears streamed down my face as I looked at the bodies of my parents, their lives extinguished so callously, so cruelly. The chains that had bound them now seemed symbolic of the chains that had bound me—chains of duty, of love, of hope. But no more. The girl who had once believed in fairy tales, in happily ever afters, was gone. In her place stood a woman forged in fire and blood, her heart a battlefield of sorrow and rage."Tell me, Kael, was she worth slaughtering the entire Royal Beta lineage?" I yelled.The throne room was a cavern of memories, each stone etched with the echoes of my past. The high vaulted ceilings, adorned with banners of our pack
|| Alaric’s POV || I never thought I would feel this way for someone. Every little thing about her made my heart race. Her smile, the way her loose curls framed her face, the mischievous glint in her eyes when she teased me. But there were moments, fleeting and rare, when the warmth in her eyes would vanish, replaced by a hollow emptiness that made her seem like a completely different person. It was as if she carried a weight too heavy for her shoulders, a pain she refused to share. And then there was her scent lavender, soft and intoxicating, driving me and my wolf to the edge of madness. What kind of spell had she cast on me? I didn’t know, but I was utterly and irrevocably under it. This cabin had always been my sanctuary, my solitude. It was the one place where I could escape the chaos of the world and just be myself. I had never brought anyone here before. It was too personal, too sacred. But here she was, lying on my lap as if she had always belonged here, as if this
|| Lilac’s POV ||The cabin was bathed in the soft glow of the firelight, the warmth of the flames casting flickering shadows across the room. The scent of herbs and spices filled the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the wood and the faint sweetness of the wine we had been sipping. Alaric moved around the kitchen with practiced ease, his muscles flexing as he chopped vegetables and stirred sauces. I couldn’t help but watch him, my eyes tracing the lines of his broad shoulders and the way his hands moved with precision and grace.There was something mesmerizing about the way he worked, the rhythm of his movements almost hypnotic. He was completely in his element, his focus entirely on the task at hand. But every now and then, he would glance over at me, his eyes meeting mine, and a small smile would tug at his lips. It was a smile that made my heart skip a beat, a smile that made me feel like I was the only person in the world.“Enjoying the vie
|| Lilac's POV ||After a few moments, Alaric led me to the kitchen, his hand still wrapped around mine as if he had no intention of letting go. The warmth of his touch sent tiny sparks up my arm, and I couldn’t help but revel in the feeling.The kitchen was just as breathtaking as the rest of the cabin rustic yet elegant, with wooden countertops, exposed beams, and shelves lined with neatly arranged jars of herbs and spices. A large window overlooked the vast forest beyond, the moonlight spilling in and bathing the room in a dreamy silver glow. It felt like something out of a fairytale our own little world tucked away from reality.Alaric finally released my hand to pull open the fridge, his sharp eyes scanning the contents.“Fish or chicken?” he asked, his voice light, as if this was just any other night, as if the weight of the world didn’t sit on our shoulders.I blinked, caught off guard by the question.“What are you up to?” I as
|| Lilac’s POV ||The car glided smoothly through the winding roads, the city lights fading into the distance as we ventured deeper into the woods. The trees grew taller and denser, their branches forming a canopy overhead that filtered the moonlight into a soft, silvery glow. The air was crisp and fresh, carrying the earthy scent of pine and the faint rustle of leaves. It felt like stepping into another world one untouched by the chaos and noise of the city.Alaric drove with ease. The road was lined with wildflowers, their colors muted in the moonlight but still vibrant enough to catch my eye. The further we went, the more the landscape changed. The woods gave way to rolling hills, and soon, towering mountains loomed in the distance, their peaks kissed by the stars. The beauty of it all took my breath away.“Where are we going?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper as I took in the scenery.“You’ll see,” Alaric replied, a small smile playing on his
|| Lilac’s POV || The hum of the car’s engine filled the silence as we drove away from the house, the city lights fading into the distance. My mind, however, slowly filled up with multiple thoughts which were anything but quiet. I tried to push it aside and focus on Alaric, but it was too late. “Okay, what’s bothering you?” Alaric’s stern voice cut through my thoughts, making me jump. “Nothing,” I replied quickly, my voice a little too high-pitched to be convincing. “It’s not nothing. You were fine just a second ago. Don’t lie, Dove,” he said, his tone firm but not unkind. He glanced at me briefly before turning his attention back to the road. I sighed, knowing there was no point in hiding it. “Well, a lot has happened lately,” I admitted, my voice soft. “And?” he prompted, raising an eyebrow. “There’s been an incident I didn’t tell you about,” I said, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “Unexpectedly, the Nightshades covered our bill at Moo
|| Lilac’s POV ||He left a lingering kiss on my forehead, his lips warm against my skin, before turning and walking away. The warmth of Alaric’s presence lingered in the room even after he left, his words echoing in my mind like a melody I couldn’t shake. My fingers brushed against my lips where his kiss still lingered. The intensity of his emotions, the possessiveness in his touch, and the vulnerability in his voice had left me breathless. I couldn’t help but smile, my cheeks flushing as I replayed the moment in my head. I stood there for a moment, my heart pounding, before I finally snapped out of it and rushed to my wardrobe.I opened my wardrobe, the rows of dresses and outfits staring back at me. I wanted to look perfect for tonight, not because I needed to impress Alaric, but because I wanted to feel confident, beautiful, and like the version of myself I was slowly becoming. I pulled out a few dresses, holding them up to the light and scrutinizing each one.
|| Lilac’s POV || As I lay down on my bed, my mind raced with thoughts of the day’s events. It was all too much to process. I closed my eyes, trying to calm the storm in my mind, but it was no use. Just as I was about to give up and get up, I felt a familiar presence in the room. “Alaric,” I whispered, sitting up abruptly. He was there, standing in the shadows, his presence both comforting and unsettling. Without thinking, I jumped off the bed and ran to him, wrapping my arms around him and inhaling his familiar scent of pine and earth. But something felt off. His body was tense, his arms stiff at his sides. “So, you still remember me?” His voice was harsh and low, sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled back, my heart pounding as I searched his face. “What do you mean?” I asked, my voice trembling. His hand pressed against my jaw, his grip firm but not painful, as he claimed my lips in a kiss that was demanding and possessive. It was unlike any kiss w
|| Lilac's POV ||Elara’s words hung in the air. I did as she said, the sound of the reporters’ voices filling the room.“Mr. Blackwood, what do you have to say about Kael Reventhorn?” one reporter asked, their microphone thrust toward Dad.“Mr. Blackwood, do you think Kael is trying to harm your family?” another chimed in, their tone accusatory.Dad’s expression remained calm, his voice steady as he replied. “I don’t think Kael is trying to harm my family, but his actions have surely caused pain to my daughter. But his actions towards my son is still under questions.”My breath caught in my throat, my eyes widening as I realized what was happening. The room fell silent, the weight of Dad’s words hanging in the air.“Do you still support the Reventhorns for the election?” another reporter asked, their question cutting through the tension.“I can’t comment until the investigation is done,” dad said.“Alpha Asher, what is your vi
|| Lilac's POV || As we walked into the house, the familiar scent of home wrapped around me like a warm blanket. The tension from the council meeting still clung to my shoulders, but the sight of Mom rushing toward us, her face etched with worry, made me push it aside. She had been waiting anxiously, her hands wringing together as she paced the living room. The moment she saw us, her eyes lit up with relief. “How did it go?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly. I could see the worry in her eyes, the way her brows furrowed as she searched our faces for answers. Before I could respond, Ezra stepped forward, his excitement bubbling over. “You should have seen Lilac out there!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with pride. He launched into a dramatic retelling of the events, his hands flying as he mimed punches and jabs. “It was like Lilac threw a jab at Kael one from the left, one from the right and he couldn’t dodge any of them!” Mom’s eyes widened as she listened