Elara Cadman’s life shatters when she discovers her husband, Damian—the man she was fated to—betrayed her with her best friend. But the pain runs deeper than she ever imagined. Damian never loved her; she was just a pawn in his revenge against her family. Stripped of her home, forced into a ruthless contract, and robbed of the child she secretly carried, Elara vows to destroy him. But as she digs deeper, shocking truths emerge—Damian had been fed lies all his life. His true enemy isn’t the Cadmans but someone far more dangerous. As a hidden war brews, their tangled past threatens to consume them both. Can Elara and Damian fight against their shared enemies, or will the weight of betrayal and bloodshed tear them apart forever?
View MoreAuthor's POV Alpha Damian stood stiffly by the physician's table, his arms crossed, jaw clenched tightly. The room reek of panic, sweet, blood and something sour like poison.The assassin lay still, lifeless and cold. He was already dead. But the guard was barely alive, weak under the physician's urgent, tender care."It's poison," the physician confirmed, wiping his bloody hands on a cloth. "Something strong, rare, and really fast acting." He then gestured towards the assassin. "Too late for him. But the guard.... I've administered an antidote. His system is still fighting it, but he's weak too."Damian couldn't believe his ears, the criminals under the palace watch had been poisoned by only God knows. "How the hell did this happen?" He asked, screaming in frustration at no one in particular.The physician leaned over the guard, tapping his cheek lightly. "Wake up..... Come on, you can't fall asleep." He couldn't fall asleep before the antidote starts working, because if he did, the
Lyra's POV I blinked again and again. Did I hear him correctly?I stared at Kael in disbelief as he stood, naked and unbothered, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm like he hadn't just degraded me or humiliated me in front of his subordinate. My mind echoed his words. "There's nothing special left about you." My heart twisted from humiliation.I knew he was talking about fucking Damian, but everything I had done were per his orders. Every single thing. And now, he was using them against me? Like I hadn't been of benefit to him.I pulled the sheet tighter around me, my trembling fingers holding onto it like a lifeline, but he snatched it away from my grip. Was he insane or something? I wanted to scream down the whole place, maybe that would make him regain his sanity, but I couldn't, not with the guard still in the room. And because I figured out he was not insane. Kael had always been like that. I was just too stupid, too in love to see it.Kael turned to the guard, who w
Author's POVKael grabbed her chin roughly, slamming his mouth on hers, his tongue forcing its way inside her mouth. He kissed her recklessly, biting her lower lips like he was reminding her of her place. She didn’t resist. She moaned softly, letting him pin her against the wall.He didn't waste time. He dropped to his knees, his head buried between her thighs. Her tongue latched onto her pussy. She gasped, her back arching as he rolled his tongue over her clit, hot, and slick."Kael—""Shut up," he growled against her pussy. "You don't get to speak unless I permit you to."He pushed her against the wall, one hand gripping her throat, the other parting her thighs. His mouth devoured her with brutal precision, dragging muffled cries from her throat as her hips bucked toward him.Just as she reached the edge and was about to orgasm, he pulled back, chasing away her release."Turn around," he commanded, unbuckling his belt and slipping down his trousers, then briefs. His cock stood—fat,
Author's POV "Ethan," Kael murmured as he sat on the couch, a twisted smirk playing on his lips. "He's going to be our key. The perfect pawn in this perfect game."Lyra raised a brow as she sat down beside him on the armrest. "What exactly is our next move?"Kael chuckled darkly, warmth spreading across his heart as he envisioned himself sitting on the throne already. He had long wanted this. He had long waited patiently for this. And for the first time, his father, the Rogue king, was going to be really, really proud of his achievements. “Simple. We make it look like Ethan helped Elara with the murder attempt. That he had it planned all along—kill the assassin and the guard to cover her tracks. With Ethan disgraced, Damian won’t know who to trust anymore. When he finally kills Elara, he’ll be too blind with guilt and confusion to see what’s coming for him next.”Lyra smirked, crossing her leg in satisfaction. She can't wait to be Kael's Luna. And most importantly, she wouldn't have
Ethan's POV Pain. Sharp, immense pain throbbed from my side.I forced my eyes open but the darkness that welcomed me only made me close it back. The cold room was so dark that I couldn't tell what time of the day it was. Silver chains bound my wrists, and ankles down like I was some criminal that had gone feral.I remembered the ambush. Someone had come behind me while I was returning back to my room from the dungeon. A silver bullet was aimed at me, I barely missed it but it had grazed my side. The wound burned, refusing to heal.Footsteps echoed from the hallway making me flinch. Someone was coming for me. My captors, they were coming. Moments later, the heavy door slammed and then a torchlight lit up the room.And it was who I had suspected. Kael. And behind him, Lyra. Anger rose inside me."Well....well," Kael drawled, stepping into the room with that smug expression that made me want to claw his face off. "The palace hound is awake," he taunted.I pulled at the chains but it onl
Damian's POV I was waiting.Two hours passed and I was still waiting. After three hours, there was still no word from Ethan. I paced my room restlessly, the guards staring at me and constantly shifting uncomfortably. Something was wrong. Everything was wrong. Ethan wasn't the type to leave for hours without taking permission.He was efficient and prompt in the six years he has worked for me. Alpha Cadman introduced him to me to be my assistant, and we've managed to get closer since then. I trusted him so much and he was the brother I never had. He was always hopeful and full of smiles everytime he carried out the several duties I handed over to him. And now, he was missing. The realization made my heart clenched with suspicion. Where could he have gone? Was he taken or not? If he was taken, who had him? And why? Or did he leave the palace because I failed to listen to him about Elara and even threatened to have him locked up? But Ethan wasn't the type to cower—he was very courageous
ELARA'S POV"I'm sorry," she whispered. Again. And again. "I should have checked up on you sooner. I should have been here for you. I have failed you, Elara."“No,” I whispered, brushing her back gently. “You didn’t. I made this choice. You were only trying to survive too. You were trying to fix the mess I made for you and father. If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have gotten into an accident.""Don't say that, Elara. It wasn't your fault that you fell in love."Of course, it was my fault. Loving Damian, making sure everyone around me accepted him and failing not to see his betrayal even when it was happening right in front of me. All of it was my fault and I will keep paying for it for the rest of my life.We cried in each other's arms, sniffing as pain consumed us. Her tears soaked the back of my hospital gown and I'm sure mine soaked hers too.Then the door creaked open. Although I had lost my sense of smell and my memories were starting to get disorganised too—the doctor sai
Elara's POV Warmth. That was the first thing I felt. A strange, almost unreal warmth spread through my body, and also settled deep in my heart. Even if I hadn't opened my eyes to confirm my environment, I knew for sure this wasn't the cold prison floor that had become my home in the past few days. And an arm wrapped around me. Gentle, soft touch as if shielding me from the brutality in this world, in my world.My lashes fluttered as I struggled to open my eyes. The vision was blurry at first, but after several blinking of my eyes, I saw someone I have never imagined seeing, at least not like this. Not in this broken state I'm in.Mother. Her face hovered above mine, her once beautiful face now twisted in pain, her eyes were red and swollen from several hours of crying. She had been crying and she was still crying. Because the tears were still streaming down her face even as she cupped my cheeks like I was the most important thing in the world. Actually, I was the most important thi
ETHAN'S POVBy the time I reached the palace infirmary, they had already moved her into an ambulance, transferring her into a more renowned hospital. I heard the healers whispering frantically about her condition being more critical than they could handle.I knew instantly that it was cancer. She was already weak and the brutal sex from last night must have made her collapse.Damian!!!If anything happens to Elara, I swear I will kill Damian. With that, I walked back towards my room to set my other plans in motion._______When night fell, I made my way to the underground wing where the assassin and the guards who falsely testified against Elara were being kept. I paid off the night wardens—they knew better than to ask questions when I walked in with my blade.Inside the cold room, they looked up, startled."You," I said coldly, locking the door behind me. "We're going to have a little conversation which will determine if you will survive tonight."I dragged a chair across the floor, t
Elara's POV I sat quietly in the doctor's office, the pungent smell of antiseptic filling my nostrils as I cradled my trembling hands in my lap. The world felt unsteady beneath me. My mind replayed the doctor's grim word on a loop: "If you carry the baby to term, you won't survive and if you terminate the pregnancy there is a chance we can treat cancer."A chance. Not even a guarantee.I wanted to scream, cry — anything to expel the confusion and despair suffocating me. How could I choose between the fragile life growing inside me and my own survival? How could I? Just last week, my husband, Damian and I had hoped that the test results would come out positive. We have laughed, dreamed and planned a whole lot ahead for our future and that of the baby. But this? I have never imagined it would come to this.My trembling hands hovered around my phone as I debated calling Damian . When the call connected, I froze. How could I tell him that the baby we've hoped for, waited for —or myself...
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