ELODIE'S POV His reaction was nothing like I had expected. He let go of my waist and turned his back on me."You are free to prepare your own food. You don't need my or anyone's permission. Just ask the maids to give you the space and time you need."I beamed slightly."You can leave," he mumbled and went back to his seat."Thank you for understanding, Your Majesty," I bowed and happily left the room. I didn't expect he would understand. I thought he was trying to judge me just like everyone else.He was just worried about me. I smiled to myself but quickly slapped myself out of it. No, I'm sure that's not the case. The Lycan King can never be worried about me. He was just concerned for his reputation. Yes, that must be it.THE NEXT DAYI was just about finishing breakfast when one of the guards entered."Your Majesty," he immediately bowed. "I apologize for interrupting you, but there's a crazy man outside creating a ruckus. He is demanding to see you.""Who?""He said he is Alastai
ELODIE'S POVI froze on the spot, with eyes widened in horror and still trying to process what was going on as Alastair's lips played with mine. All of a sudden, I went out of breath, and my chest tightened. I tried to push him away, but I couldn't move my arms. My whole body felt numb. His arms circled my waist and squeezed me even closer.I can't breathe. I can't fucking breathe. No. I need to push him away. I have to...A hand out of nowhere grabbed me and pulled me away from Alastair's grip. The first thing that snapped me back to reality was the hard punch that was sent right to Alastair's face, which had him hurling to the ground. I could finally breathe again. I looked up to see who was holding me close, and it was none other than Khoas.His red eyes blazed in rage as they scowled at Alastair, who was still trying to get up from the floor. Fear gripped me, seeing how deadly his eyes had become."Your... Majesty...""Lock this bastard in the dungeon. I will deal with him later,"
ELODIE'S POVI sat with my eyes closed, the makeup artist delicately applying the finishing touches to my face. Memories of the horror from my previous wedding flooded my mind. The mere thought of it made goosebumps fill my skin.But there was something else bothering me.Everything happening today was mirroring that day. Same gown, same setting, same words from the artist. It felt like a twisted déjà vu, like I'm reliving that day again but in a different place and under a different circumstance.Had changing the past only shifted the course, not altered the outcome? Am I still going to die on my wedding day but maybe in a different way? But I didn't die until 6 months later. Am I going to die sooner because I altered what was supposed to happen? No! Something isn't right here! Now that I think about it, despite knowing everything that was going to happen, certain things were out of my control, like being locked up and almost forced to marry Alastair. If I escape death today, will
ELODIE'S POVAs I walked down the aisle with my father as my escort, all eyes fell on me. The heavy, pearl one-shoulder mermaid wedding dress brought out the elegance and boldness I wanted, unlike the plain ball dress that Eloise had ruined.The entire Kingdom was present, the atmosphere buzzing with excitement. This marriage ceremony was the most anticipated of the century. Everyone was eager to see the woman who had finally won the Lycan King over.With each step down the aisle, I felt the weight of the past and the future converging. My first gaze landed on Alastair with bandages around his head and bruises on his face. Did Khoas do this to him? No, I'm sure that isn't the case.My mother and Eloise were both trying to keep poker faces, but I could already see and feel the anger eating them up on the inside. Eloise was on the verge of letting out a frustrating cry while my Mom tried to calm her down. My father wasn't an exception. As we got closer to where the King was, he muttered
**ELODIE'S POV**The coronation was over, and everyone left. I was finally led into the palace, and my jaw almost dropped to the floor. The inside was even more extravagant than the outside. I was so lost in the mesmerizing beauty of this place that I didn't even hear the maid and servants bowing to my presence. Well, not until,"Brother!" A voice called out, snapping me out. I looked up to see a man and a woman approaching. I recall seeing these two at the wedding. How did they get here so fast, and what are they doing here, to begin with?The man tried to hug Khoas, who sent him a hard glare. "Do you have a death wish?""Oh, come on, Your Majesty. You can't treat your brother like this."Hold on. "Brother?!" My eyes widened in shock. The King has a brother?"Ignore him, Kian. We are not here for him. We're here to welcome the Queen, our sister-in-law, and the greatest woman of all time.""Me?" I was confused."Of course, Your Majesty. You're the only woman who was able to soften His
**ELODIE'S POV** As I was led to the King's chamber, I kept reciting those words in my head. It was the only way to keep my racing heart calm. I was now putting on a robe that hid what I was wearing inside. When we got to the King's chamber, all the maids disappeared. I let out a deep breath and entered. His chamber was bigger than mine, and everything used to furnish it was grey. There wasn't anything extraordinary, and believe me, I'm not even surprised. Almost then, the door of the bathroom opened, and he stepped out. The instant my eyes landed on him, they widened greatly at the sight before me. There he was standing, half-naked with only a towel wrapped around his thin waist. A hard gulp went down my throat as my eyes traveled from his waist up to the bar of chocolate any other person would refer to as abs. It went further to his perfectly built chest before getting to his wet curly hair, which dangled dangerously on his forehead. My heart tripped off again and started beating
**EROS' POV**I slammed the door of my dressing room shut, still panting heavily.Fuck!Fuck!!FUCK!!!I hurriedly put on something and left my chamber through the back door. I am trying. I am fucking trying to suppress my Lycan from surfacing. He wanted her badly! We both wanted her badly!I couldn't hold it back any longer and let Lyall, my Lycan, take over. I raced out of the palace, all the way deep down into the forest, out of hearing from anyone, and let out an earth-shuddering growl."Elodie.""MY ELODIE..." I growled.When I saw her standing there in that lingerie that barely covered anything, my sense of reasoning went off. The sight of her pale glowing skin, her tantalizing peaks begging to be touched, her soft plump lips begging to be kissed, her blue charming eyes daring me to come closer, her long soft hair that dangled dangerously down her big round ass—every detail of her curves, every single thing about her was driving me nuts.Like the temptress she is, she stood ther
ELODIE'S POV By the time the royal stylist was done, I exuded beauty, perfection, and confidence. Exactly what I needed to meet my family. I needed to show them that the Elodie they all knew was dead! I stepped out of my chamber only to find His Majesty already waiting for me. "Let's go," he held my hand and led me to the Limousine waiting for us outside. He opened the door for me, and I entered. "Don't you think you're forgetting something, My Queen?" he demanded the moment he entered from the other side. I gaped at him in pure confusion. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "You still haven't decided what to call me... Blue." His eyes traveled down to my lips before looking into my eyes. "Blue? Seriously?" I scoffed. "Yes. That's my nickname for you. Your breathtaking eyes and hair..." He ran his finger through my hair, tucking some strands behind my ear. "Blue," he called in a low, rasped tone, and my heart thumped. "Why are you calling me in that tone? You're creeping m
**ELODIE'S POV** I finished dressing up for tonight when a knock came, and Rhea entered. "Your Majesty. I'm here to check if you're..." "Oh my God!" Her eyes dilated greatly the moment they landed on me, and she paused in her tracks. "Your Majesty, is this really you?!" She yelled, perplexed. "Permit me to say this, but you are looking, muah! Tantalizing, breathtaking, gorgeous!" She clamored, and I was already chuckling to myself. How is she always so energetic? "I swear His Majesty won't be able to take his eyes off you, and neither will any of the men attending this party. You are going to wreck this party!" I found myself smiling broadly at what she said. I can't help but imagine what it will feel like to have His Majesty stare at me like I am the most precious gem he has seen. Ah! What am I even thinking? "Where is the Royal stylist? I need to give her a huge tip for this. She did splendid!" "Oh, she already left." "Huh, that early?" "Well, I asked her not to bother. An
**EROS' POV** A knock came on my study room, and my right-hand man, Viktor, entered. "Your Majesty," he bowed. "You demanded my presence." With eyes fixed on the letter I was holding, I demanded, "The pack sent a letter again. There was another mysterious death. What exactly is going on?" "Well, Your Majesty, in two weeks, six wolves in total have been found dead, not only in Midnight Pack but in other packs as well. Their autopsy proves that they all died of the same cause, poisoning. An excessive amount of poison was found in their bodies." I frowned. "Wasn't this poison banned 30 years ago? How could anyone have gotten access to it?" "That is what I'm still figuring out, Your Majesty." "Be quick about it then. I'm not in for any more mysterious deaths. And make sure no one else learns about this. I don't want my people living in fear." "Yes, Your Majesty." "The main reason I called you here is because of the Queen's birthday ceremony. Move the time of the main ceremony to m
ELODIE'S POV I stared at Rhea my mouth agape in shock. She... she is treating my wound? The worried look on her face, her little scolding, and the way she was carefully treating the cut felt like she was my elder sister taking care of me.I didn't realize I was smiling until,"What are you smiling about?" She glared, and I let out a slight chuckle."Nothing. Thank you.""Whatever." She let go of my hand. "Next time be careful and don't be so clumsy. I won't bother if it happens again. I will just let you bleed till whenever you...""Ah! I think I also cut another of my fingers.""Which one is it? Which one is bleeding?" She immediately grabbed my hand, scanning all of my fingers. I started laughing."Oh. So you find this amusing, eh?""Wait till I chop off all of your fingers for real!""I'm sorry." I tried to hold back my laugh."You're still laughing." She glared."I'm sorry, I'll stop." I let out a deep breath. "Thank you, Your Highness.""Jeez, what the heck is with the formal a
ELODIE'S POV I slowly opened my eyes to the rays of the sun hitting my face. I let out a slight groan. I was so weak that I couldn't even get up from the bed. How long have I been sleeping?I felt something warm and hard on my hand. I glanced over only to see His Majesty holding my hand firmly, his head resting on the edge of the bed.Did he spend the night...beside me?Memories of yesterday came flooding.I hated rain since I was little; it was a constant reminder that in this cruel world, I was alone. While kids my age were busy playing out in the rain with either their friends or parents, I was locked in my room, watching them. I had no one to rely on, no one to pour out the heavy thoughts weighing my mind. Rainy days are my loneliest days.But yesterday, for the first time, someone came for me and stayed with me through my loneliest day. While I was ranting with nothing I said made sense, he stayed and listened. He protected me from the cold and held me close.He offered to help
EROS' POV The first time I set my eyes on Elodie was on her eighteenth birthday. The entire kingdom had gathered to celebrate the night of the Blood Moon, a festival held once every year. On that day, many would become full adults, find and mark their destined mate. As the king, it was my duty to host the festival. While everyone was busy looking for their life mate and anticipating the ethereal feeling of finding a mate, I was bored to hell. I have attended this festival thousands of times, and nothing about it was interesting or euphoric for me. While the main festival was yet to start, I left to spend my time in solitude. As I made my way toward the garden, a faint smell brushed through my nose and snapped me out of my thoughts. It was a sweet, gentle, and captivating scent—an enchanting fragrance of sweet olive that caught me off guard. It sent a certain sensation down me that made me pause in my tracks. Like a rope was fastened around my neck, the scent pulled me closer. The cl
Eros stood before me, shielding me from the cold rain with an umbrella and looking down at me. Our gaze locked, and I saw many emotions flash through his red eyes. "You must think I'm pathetic, right?" My weak, quivering voice spoke. "I know I am worse than pathetic. You must be wondering how someone like me can ever be useful to you as your Luna." "But all I want to know is why. Why would my family do this to me? My parents, the people who brought me into this world. My own mother." "What did I ever do to them? I was only five, so what could I possibly have known or done to them that made them kill me like this? Is a mere deed stronger than the love of parents, the love of a mother? Then how could my mother do this to me?" Nothing I was blabbering was making sense, but I just wanted to blurt out everything the way it was weighing down my heart. I didn't hold back the tears and let them fall freely as I blabbered. "Why? Why me? Why do I have to go through all of this? All I've eve
ELODIE'S POV "Thank you for coming to see us today, my child. We're going to miss you so much, but know that the door is always open for you, anytime." My mother held my hand and squeezed them lovingly, a soft smile on her lips."Always be happy and behave," my father remarked. I glared at the two of them before forcing a smile. "I will, Mother, Father.""Your Majesty, thank you for gracing us with your presence today. Please, always keep my princess happy. She has gone through a lot. All she needs right now is someone who will shower her with unconditional love."I snorted to myself. These people should join the film industry already. They would become amazing actors."You don't have to remind me of that," His Majesty began. He circled my waist and pulled me to himself. "I love Elodie more than anything. Her happiness is my top priority."Wow, even His Majesty."We will get going." He held my hand, and we headed outside."Bye, my dear. Take care of yourself, okay?!"I ignored my mot
Ever since my panic attacks started, Eloise has been in charge of the medications I take. It became her monthly duty to refill my pills, ensuring I didn't go anywhere without them. However, since I began taking these pills, my panic attacks seem to be worsening with each episode.Now that I think about it, why were Eloise and my parents so adamant about me not going to the hospital all these years? Whenever I brought up the idea of going to a therapist, they pushed it aside, saying that these medicines were all I needed. And this panic attack, when was I diagnosed with it? If Eloise hated me all this time, then these medicines... What exactly has she been feeding me?I left my room and went straight to my parent's room. The main reason why I had agreed to come here was to find something I could use against my father. Something that I can use to ruin his life.After searching the entire room, I was utterly disappointed when I found nothing. I was enraged, and I wanted to turn the entir
ELODIE'S POV By the time the royal stylist was done, I exuded beauty, perfection, and confidence. Exactly what I needed to meet my family. I needed to show them that the Elodie they all knew was dead! I stepped out of my chamber only to find His Majesty already waiting for me. "Let's go," he held my hand and led me to the Limousine waiting for us outside. He opened the door for me, and I entered. "Don't you think you're forgetting something, My Queen?" he demanded the moment he entered from the other side. I gaped at him in pure confusion. He leaned close and whispered in my ear, "You still haven't decided what to call me... Blue." His eyes traveled down to my lips before looking into my eyes. "Blue? Seriously?" I scoffed. "Yes. That's my nickname for you. Your breathtaking eyes and hair..." He ran his finger through my hair, tucking some strands behind my ear. "Blue," he called in a low, rasped tone, and my heart thumped. "Why are you calling me in that tone? You're creeping m