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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
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
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
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
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
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,
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 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
Damian’s POVI sat still in my study, the silence in the room pressing getting more suffocating every second. Ethan was dead. The words kept replaying in my mind, mocking me with every echo.He was dead. Dead just like that. Dead without any explanation. Dead like a chicken. Ethan was a still a young boy for fuck sake.I ran my hand over my face, trying to chase away his reflection from my imagination. Ethan was more than a warrior. He was one of the few people I trusted—trained, molded, and handpicked to serve me and watch Elara when I thought she couldn’t be trusted. And now, he is gone.Something dark coiled up in my chest. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he must have died because of this whole issues. If I hadn't ordered him to watch over Elara, would he still be alive?I hadn't expected it to hit me this hard. I hadn’t expected the loss to feel so painful and so… personal. But it did. It hit me so hard that I was traumatised and I remembered my family's death. The pa
Elara's POVThe guards at the dungeon entrance stiffened the moment they saw me approach. Fear etched on their faces as they exchanged glances. But I was unbothered.“I need to see him,” I said. “Now.”One of them who seemed to be courageous enough stepped forward, blocking my way. “Luna, we have orders from Alpha Damian. No one goes in without clearance.”“Move,” I growled, voice deadly low.They didn’t. My hand tightened around the dagger. I took a step forward, chest heaving.“I said. Move.”Still, they didn’t budge. They didn't care if I lunged at them or not. They were willing to die. Damian must have issued them a strict warning never to let me in at all costs.Then, behind me, a deep familiar voice broke the tension. “Elara. Stop.”Damian. I turned slowly, not bothering to hide the fury on my face. “He’s dead,” I spat. “Ethan is dead and I know Kael had something to do with it. And you’re protecting him?”“I’m not protecting anyone,” Damian said quietly, approaching me. “I’m tr
Elara’s POVMaybe I fell to the ground or not, I don't remember. I only realised my knees scraping against the cold hospital floor, my mouth parted in a scream but no sound came out. The hospital walls felt like they were closing in, ripping off the air out of my lungs.“He’s not…” My voice cracked as I sob loudly. “He can’t be gone. He promised....he promised to protect me...."I couldn't finish the statement. His face flashed before my eyes and it seemed like he was just right in front of me. I remember the last time we saw each other in the prison. The way he cupped my face with so much concern on his handsome features and made a vow. "I won't let you die. I'll find a way to save you and the baby. I swear it."Yes, he made me a promise. He promised to save us. He should be here fulfilling his promises and...... not dead. Gomez bent down beside me, uncertain, hesitant, before wrapping his arms around my shoulders. “I’m so sorry, Luna,” he murmured. “I shouldn’t have told you like
Elara’s POVToday, I felt warmer, stronger. I didn’t feel the usual cold or weakness like it had the past few days. I could practically feel the renewed energy surging through me. It was exhilarating, my wolf was awakened and I could feel my abilities returning.Maybe it was the potion. Yes...it should be the potion. Or maybe… just maybe I was healing. I might have found favor at the sight of the Moon Goddess.“Your vitals are stronger than ever,” the doctor said with a gentle smile, handing me the printed report. “It’s unbelievable. The pregnancy is stable, and we might not even go through the procedure to deliver the baby. Your body is recovering at a miraculous rate. Whatever remedy you’ve been using—it’s working, Luna. If it continues at this rate, then maybe the cancerous cells too might reduce," he added, his voice alight with hope. "This is nothing short of a miracle."I stared at the paper in disbelief. For so long, I thought I was losing everything. But now… there was hope.
Lyra’s POVI couldn’t sleep. Couldn’t eat. Couldn't keep calm. My whole body kept trembling as I paced the length of my room like an accursed soul. Elara’s voice was the curse that echoed in my ears. “I will find out everything… and if I find you guilty…” Her words had rooted in my skull like a damn thorn.I had been so caught up with dealing with Kael that I had totally forgotten about Ethan. Fuck! KAEL. Even when he isn't here, he is still trying to make my life a living hell. If he hadn't kidnapped Ethan then I wouldn't be in this situation now. Now, Elara suspects me and even our relationship.She wasn’t supposed to come back. But she has. And I wasn't expecting her to become stronger, colder, and more determined than ever. But she is too.“Shit,” I hissed, gripping the edge of the table until my knuckles turned white. I had to do something, anything before that witch found indisputable proof, before she connected the dots together and discovered my involvement in everything. Ka
Elara's POV“I didn’t think you had it in you to come back,” Lyra continued, her lips curling into a smirk. "After all the humiliation and embarrassment. You have developed a thick skin, haven't you?"I looked her up and down, unaffected by her words. “I’m not back. If I were, you wouldn’t be able to stand the heat, Lyra darling. The moment I come back here, get ready to burn."Burn? Lyra’s expression darkened, her heart racing with fear at my words. And from the way she sounded, she knew I wasn't bluffing.I didn't give her the time to recover or react. Instead, I took a step closer, my tone sharper now. “Tell me, Lyra… did you know about Ethan?”The fear in Lyra increased and she quickly raised an eyebrow, her expression looked like she was just hearing about Ethan's disappearance for the first time. “What about him?”“He’s missing,” I replied coldly. “And I have a feeling you’re involved. You and Kael, I wonder what's happening between you both.A faint flicker crossed Lyra’s face,
Elara's POVKael let out a tired cough, his body trembling from the cold in the dungeon floor coupled with the water that was drenched on him, but I didn’t flinch. I didn't care even if he was to die right there in her presence. He deserves everything happening to him and more.Instead, I stood tall before him, arms folded, gaze as sharp as blade. I studied him for a while, my heart swelling with faint joy as I took in the weak state of my sworn enemy. Yes. Let him suffer. “I’ll ask one last time,” I said in a calm but dangerous tone. “Where is Ethan?”Kael looked up, his lips chapped and covered in dried blood. His expression was masked as he denied it blatantly. “Why are you asking me that? I don't know where he is."I tilted my head slightly, considering him. “You do. You’re just afraid of what happens if you speak. You know you're going to lose your head either way."Kael’s mouth twitched, as though he wanted to laugh, but lacked the strength. He knew I was telling the truth. Dam
Elara's POVBefore he could try to say more, the door opened again.“Elara,” Mother’s voice came in a rush, her face glowing with tired hope. In her hands was a small clay vial wrapped in silver cloth. “The potion. The healer gave it to me this morning. He said it must be taken before sunrise.”I looked at her, then at the vial, and for the first time, a flicker of hope sparked in me—but it was quickly buried under the weight of everything else. Ethan was missing and right now I had bigger concerns. “Mother, I have to go. Ethan, he's missing. I think something happened to him.”She stepped forward, her eyes pleading. “Please, just take it first. Then you can go. You said you're tired—how can you help him if you collapse along the way?”She was right. Dammit, she was fucking right. I needed to stay strong. I needed my strength, my sharp senses—everything working perfectly.I nodded and took the vial from her hands. It smelled like earth and crushed sunflowers. I threw it in one gulp, w
Elara’s POVEthan was missing. Was this some kind of a cruel joke? The moment Gomez said those words, I felt something inside me shattered. The strength I had just started to rebuild disappeared in a twinkle of an eye and for a second, my heart twisted making breathing difficult.“Missing?” I repeated, the word foreign and bitter on my tongue. “He wouldn’t just leave. I trust Ethan never to leave just like that."He won't leave. Never. Especially when he knew I was here at the hospital. The reason why he hasn't come to visit was because he was missing and here I was judging him from all kinds of scenarios.“I know,” Gomez replied, eyes downcast with regret. “I asked around. None of the palace guards have seen him since the night you were admitted here.”I pressed a trembling hand to my lips, trying to steady my breathing. My thoughts were scattering all over the place as cold dread hit me. Where could he be? Why would he vanish now? And why do I feel like his disappearance is connect