Charlotte's POVJessica was found dead on the second day of her imprisonment, succumbing to cyanide poisoning.A farewell letter was left on the cell wall: "I regret what I've done. I can't bear the consequences."A bottle of cyanide was discovered in her wardrobe.The poisoning case concluded with Jessica's admission of guilt and suicide.Both Giselle and I doubted this outcome, but unfortunately, with the upcoming hunting competition, the castle had no extra resources to investigate further. The existing result was deemed the best under the circumstances.Jessica's death stirred up quite a commotion in the castle. The maids claimed Jessica's ghost roamed the third-floor staircase at night. The youngest, Julie, and Rita were so frightened that they fell ill with high fevers. The older maids took advantage of the situation, spreading ghost stories to scare Julie and Rita, paying no heed to Giselle's reprimands. The entire castle's affairs came to a standstill.On the eve of the huntin
As the bastard Morgan entered the castle, even though I had mentally prepared myself, my body couldn't help but tremble.His gaze locked onto me, filled with the usual contempt, disdain, and mockery.A myriad of emotions swirled within me—anger, resentment, and... fear.I clutched my skirt, palms sweating profusely.Why? Why wasn't he surprised to see me at all? It was as if he had anticipated my presence here.He briskly approached me, a smirk playing on his lips.That smile transported me back two years, to that night he drained my strength.Painful memories surged, causing my legs to weaken, my body tilting backward, on the verge of losing balance.Fortunately, a strong pair of hands caught my waist. Even through the thin silk fabric, I could feel the warmth of his palms."Don't panic; you look perfect right now," Sebastian whispered softly behind my ear.His encouragement awakened me from the nightmares of the past.I straightened up, forced the most graceful smile, and welcomed m
For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Participants competing freely? Didn't that mean there would be fights, possibly even fatalities?"Well, everyone, what do you think of Alpha Asher's proposal?" Sebastian asked with amusement.The crowd exchanged glances, unable to utter a word.Only Alpha Morgan had a satisfied and confident look on his face."I think Alpha Asher's proposal is excellent, adding more excitement to the competition," Morgan nodded, affirming."Good, if there are no objections, let's do it!" Sebastian looked around and gave the order, modifying the rules.On the way to the jungle, I heard people murmuring behind me."If later Morgan wants to snatch our prey, let him, no need to risk our lives for it, anyway, he's going to win.""Yeah, no one is his match."My heart twinged. Uncle Asher, does he really not fear death? Goddess, please let Uncle Asher win.Reaching the edge of the jungle, each Alpha transformed into a wolf, lining up neatly. Morgan's brown wolf was t
"Ah !!!" My scream echoed throughout the woods. I was utterly shocked by what I looked like when I transformed. My wolf had two tails, one silver, the same color as my fur, and the other grey, like a monster that had parasitized me."Dad! Mom! How did I become like this!" I cried out, paying no mind to the intense pain that came with my first transformation. People around me took several steps back in fear upon witnessing my condition, their eyes widened in astonishment, as they surveyed me with fear and curiosity, as if I were a monster."She's a two-tailed wolf, a monster.""Yeah, she'll bring disaster to the werewolf world.""Oh! Make her go away."" Get rid of this monster!""Kill her!"Their harsh and piercing insults reverberated in my ears, leaving me bewildered. I widened my eyes, looking at them—these people who were once the most familiar and closest to me were now so cold, so ruthless. I told them I wasn't a monster, I was Charlotte Moore, the only daughter of alpha Morgan
Since then, I’ve become a human, a scarred one.It's been two years since I lost my wolf. Rather than saying she died, it's more accurate to say she entered an indefinite slumber. I can sense her faint presence, but she can't make a sound.Since that full moon night two years ago, my body stopped growing. I'm thin, with a flat chest and small hips that lack curves. My hair is dry, my skin is rough, and I have dark circles under my eyes. To make matters worse, I was left with a scar on the top of my head and no more hair grew there. I looked like I had a very serious illness. Many people thought I was under a curse.During these two years, I endured countless injustices. The people in the tribe hated me. They loathed me for being a weak human. They loathe me for being an ominous person. They always made me do all sorts of menial jobs, and if I ever dare to protest, they would lock me up in a small dark room and beat me up. Without my wolf, I was no match for them. But I carried a small
Charlotte Moore's POVI opened my eyes, the corners of my mouth curving into a small crack of a smile . I had a dream last night that Liam and I were mates, that after we mated, my wolf awakened, that I regained my powers, that my appearance became voluptuous and attractive, and that everyone in the tribe became kind at me as they used to be two years ago. This dream felt like a good omen.I quickly got out of bed. Putting on a blue polka dot shirt with a Peter Pan neckline and a long white cotton skirt that Liam had given me as a gift for my fifteenth birthday, I hoped that it would conjure up our past fond memories in his mind. He hadn't given me any gifts since two years ago, which made me a little sad. But that's okay, I mentally cheer myself up. Once we become mates, everything can be as good as it used to be.Humming a tune, I walked down the stairs at a brisk pace and made my way to the kitchen. My mom was making me a cake there."Dear, happy birthday," Mom warmly greeted me. T
Charlotte Moore's POVMy mother's scream drew my father to the scene, along with two soldiers, one plump and one skinny."Come on, get dressed!" my father shouted at me.I put on a loose blue-gray striped pajama set. The two soldiers escorted me all the way to the basement – the Silver Dungeon.I was thrown into the innermost cell. The innermost cells were reserved for those sentenced to death, deprived of daylight and even a small window. Puddles of dirty water formed on the floor, and the cell contained only a long bench, no bed. Two hook locks hung from the ceiling, spaced about 1.5 meters apart. Each lock had an iron chain, and my hands were bound to these chains. My arms were in a V shape, and my feet were about five centimeters off the ground. My entire body weight rested on my arms, and soon my arms started to ache unbearably.Throughout the entire afternoon, I hadn't had a drop of water, nor a single grain of rice, nor seen a single person. I hung in the darkness, slowly being
Sebastian Ryan's POVI will find that girl, that ominous girl.I will capture her.I will kill her!My misfortune all started because of her.For these two years, every full moon night, I transformed into a brutal, bloodthirsty beast. People have witnessed me roaming the wilderness, slaughtering any living being I come across. Like being possessed, I have lost all the memories of these full moon nights afterwards—where I went, what I did—it's all told to me by others.It's been two years, and I've spent a total of 24 nightmarish full moon nights.I still remember it was a full moon night when Alpha Morgan sent someone to report to me that he had killed the two-tailed wolf and that his daughter, Charlotte Moore, had been turned into a human. Late that night, for the first time in a full moon, I felt something unusual, at first I just felt a little headache, and my body was hot and dry. I didn't take it seriously at the time, I just assumed it was a symptom of being in heat. I'm 32 year
For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar. Participants competing freely? Didn't that mean there would be fights, possibly even fatalities?"Well, everyone, what do you think of Alpha Asher's proposal?" Sebastian asked with amusement.The crowd exchanged glances, unable to utter a word.Only Alpha Morgan had a satisfied and confident look on his face."I think Alpha Asher's proposal is excellent, adding more excitement to the competition," Morgan nodded, affirming."Good, if there are no objections, let's do it!" Sebastian looked around and gave the order, modifying the rules.On the way to the jungle, I heard people murmuring behind me."If later Morgan wants to snatch our prey, let him, no need to risk our lives for it, anyway, he's going to win.""Yeah, no one is his match."My heart twinged. Uncle Asher, does he really not fear death? Goddess, please let Uncle Asher win.Reaching the edge of the jungle, each Alpha transformed into a wolf, lining up neatly. Morgan's brown wolf was t
As the bastard Morgan entered the castle, even though I had mentally prepared myself, my body couldn't help but tremble.His gaze locked onto me, filled with the usual contempt, disdain, and mockery.A myriad of emotions swirled within me—anger, resentment, and... fear.I clutched my skirt, palms sweating profusely.Why? Why wasn't he surprised to see me at all? It was as if he had anticipated my presence here.He briskly approached me, a smirk playing on his lips.That smile transported me back two years, to that night he drained my strength.Painful memories surged, causing my legs to weaken, my body tilting backward, on the verge of losing balance.Fortunately, a strong pair of hands caught my waist. Even through the thin silk fabric, I could feel the warmth of his palms."Don't panic; you look perfect right now," Sebastian whispered softly behind my ear.His encouragement awakened me from the nightmares of the past.I straightened up, forced the most graceful smile, and welcomed m
Charlotte's POVJessica was found dead on the second day of her imprisonment, succumbing to cyanide poisoning.A farewell letter was left on the cell wall: "I regret what I've done. I can't bear the consequences."A bottle of cyanide was discovered in her wardrobe.The poisoning case concluded with Jessica's admission of guilt and suicide.Both Giselle and I doubted this outcome, but unfortunately, with the upcoming hunting competition, the castle had no extra resources to investigate further. The existing result was deemed the best under the circumstances.Jessica's death stirred up quite a commotion in the castle. The maids claimed Jessica's ghost roamed the third-floor staircase at night. The youngest, Julie, and Rita were so frightened that they fell ill with high fevers. The older maids took advantage of the situation, spreading ghost stories to scare Julie and Rita, paying no heed to Giselle's reprimands. The entire castle's affairs came to a standstill.On the eve of the huntin
Olivia's POVThe castle prison was located on the basement floor of the tower. The bald walls and floor were made of gray cement, devoid of any decoration except for a glaringly white light on the ceiling, resembling a cement box.A silver-haired, stern-faced jailer led me forward. As he took each step, the keys on his waist swung, clashing against each other with a metallic sound.Entering from the outside, we walked through a long corridor with prison cells on both sides, densely packed like chicken coops. The cells were small, about two meters wide and two meters long, just enough to fit a barely usable small bed. The worn-out inmates, with haggard expressions, peeked through the cell doors whenever they heard footsteps, wondering if a new prisoner had arrived."Hey! Girl, why are you in here? Is it for adultery?" shouted a young male prisoner. He was sturdy, wearing an orange prison uniform, and had short, thick red hair.His words prompted laughter from other male prisoners. They
Five days before the hunting competition, news arrived that soldiers patrolling the swamp in the southwest had caught a middle-aged woman with suspicious behavior and a nervous demeanor. I was in the office, cross-referencing this month's procurement records with Eileen.Upon hearing the news, I walked to the window. On the asphalt road in the center of the castle's front lawn, two soldiers escorted a ragged woman towards the castle. As they approached, I recognized her as the fake maid who had brought me rose tea the day before yesterday. Despite changing her clothes, she was dirty all over, yet I could still recognize her.I wanted to see her immediately. As I stepped out of the office, I ran into Sebastian coming out as well. Upon learning that the culprit had been captured, he, like me, was heading downstairs to see what was happening."It's her, I recognize her!" I told him, grabbing his hand and running downstairs.The two soldiers brought the woman before us, pressing her shoul
"Is it her?" Sebastian pointed to a maid and asked me."No," I shook my head, answering.Sebastian waved his hand, signaling the maid to leave."What about her?" He pointed to the next maid and asked me."Still not her," I said somewhat frustrated.The maid who brought me the rose tea was not any of these five new maids. So, where did that person go? Such a conspicuous person disappeared in the castle."Have any of you seen any suspicious individuals?" Sebastian questioned the six guards on duty.The guards looked bewildered, pale-faced, shaking their heads, seeking Sebastian's forgiveness."You useless bunch! Any random stranger can come and go into the castle. What's the use of hiring you?" Sebastian roared at them, "The six of you, get out now!"The entire castle fell into silence, and no one dared to make a sound. They shrank, trying to hide themselves. No one wanted to become a target of Alpha's anger.The six guards knelt down, crying, pleading for Sebastian to give them another
Charlotte's POVToday, the castle is livelier than usual. The five temporary maids recruited by Eileen have taken their positions. After Giselle's morning training, they have started practicing, exploring every corner of the castle with various tools in hand.I sit in the office, organizing the dinner menu. Later, I will take the finalized menu to Molly for approval. She will estimate the required ingredients based on my menu, and then Eileen will go to nearby farmers to reserve the ingredients.Truffle lobster, Bordeaux beef, cheese lettuce salad, tomato sauce green peas, almond apple pie, cheesecake... I jot down the recipes on paper, occasionally interrupted by the footsteps and chatter from outside the office. I have completed the appetizers, main course, and desserts needed for the dinner. Next, I need to list the wines for the guests. As I finish writing, a knock on the door interrupts me. I pause and invite the unexpected guest in.A maid I have never seen before enters, holdin
After hitting the 'send' button, I promptly closed the laptop. Getting up from the couch, I lay down on the bed, attempting to catch some sleep. As I closed my eyes, a rush of emotions—anticipation, nervousness, anxiety—flooded my mind. My heart pounded relentlessly. Revenge plans swirled in my mind, making it impossible to sleep, almost driving me mad.To shift my focus, I got up from the bed. Opening the laptop, I checked my email to find a new message. With trepidation, I clicked on it, only to discover it wasn't Uncle's reply but a work list from Louis. It detailed the list of attendees: 48 Alphas, 7 senior wolves within the castle, and 5 elders in the courtyard, totaling 60. The attachment outlined past dinner menus, revealing at least 20 dishes. With only six chefs, five maids, and five manservants, the manpower was insufficient for a dinner of 60. I needed to recruit five temporary maids.Entering the third-floor office, both Jessica and Irina were present. Jessica had a long f
The first rays of morning sunshine pulled me from my slumber. I opened my eyes to a sky as clear and blue as it gets, and it put me in a great mood. Sebastian was up way before I was. I crawled out of bed, retracing our steps from yesterday. Sebastian was in the middle of a transformation, his bones cracking like firewood. It took a while, but he finally asked, "Why?""This is a great chance for me to develop my management and coordination skills. I need this opportunity to prove that I'm capable of being Luna Queen," I replied with a reason I'd prepared in advance.He leaned on his chin, deep in thought for a moment, then said, "I agree to your request. But before making any decisions, you'll need to consult with Louis. Don't make any rash moves.""No problem! I promise!" I exclaimed, my excitement clear."Alright, let's head back. I need some rest; I couldn't sleep all night. Those stone beds are too hard and cold. You should go back to your room, take a shower, and change your clot