GODFREY'S POV. I let out a sigh of relief as I saw the queen leaving, what was she doing here anyway? I have been trying to avoid her after what happened, I wonder what would happen if she gets angry that I didn't come for breakfast as she requested. “Hey slave boy,” the man shouted, jerking me from my thoughts, I turned to him. I only chose to fight with him because I wanted to keep my eyes off the queen. She was becoming more and more tempting, I could smell her perfume miles away, it was a scent I couldn't resist, I couldn't clear the thought of having to go to that balcony and fulfill my lustful desires. “What are you thinking about?” He asked. “You shouldn't lose focus on the battlefield or your head will be rolling on the floor.”I nodded, taking in deep breaths. “So how do you get into the army?” He asked. “You are just a servant boy whose parents are not even in a high place yet you came in.”Was he mocking me? Or was he trying to find out something else relating to the q
GODFREY'S POV. “Hey,” David smiled as he walked closer to me. “I saved you some chicken, are you hungry?”“No,” I shook my head, sitting up on my bed. “I am fine, I had a bowl of porridge this evening at the training ground.”“Are you okay?” He asked, sitting beside me. “You look almost pale.”I turned to him, David was the only friend I had in this castle but I still couldn't risk telling him the truth, how would he accept that I am fucking his queen? But I needed someone to talk to, the urge of having a relationship with the queen was hard to resist. Not only did she serve as a true friend, but she was also very nice to me not to mention how my body reacts with every touch. “Do you want to tell me something?” He asked again, placing his hands on my shoulder. “Did they bully you at the training field?”I chuckled, cleaning my face with my palm. “No one gave me a hard time, I am just feeling a bit tired,” I assured him. “How are the horses?” I asked hoping to change the question. “
GODFREY'S POV. “Where have you been?” Joana questioned as soon as I walked in. “Do you think that the queen is a joke?”I bowed my head, if she only knew what happened in the hallway maybe she would see me as the victim. *Where were you?” She questioned again. “The queen asked you to always give your report every night, this wasn't the time she asked you to.”What is Beta Nathan up to? Why did he ask me to see me in his office tomorrow? Should I inform the queen? No that is a bad idea, I don't know why Beta Nathan hates me so much but telling the queen would only make matters worse, I should sort this out myself. “I am talking to you,” Joana snapped. “Don't you have no response?”“I am sorry,” I apologized raising my head up. “I was caught up in something, forgive me.”“What would you do to be forgiven?” The queen asked walking closer to me. Her steps weren't stable as she almost tripped.My brows furrowed in curiosity as I studied the queen. Was she drunk? I turned to Joana. Joa
GEORGINA'S POV. Godfrey pulled me closer to him, his hands placed on my waist, his fingers almost digging into my skin, I placed my hand firmly at his back. He finally let go of me, cupping my face in his soft palm. “You should take some rest,” he smiled, pulling me up. My lips curled into a mischievous smile. Does he really think I am drunk? Or has he finally accepted our relationship? At least I know that he isn't seeing another girl. “My queen,” he called, taking me up to my bed. “It is late, you should go to sleep, I will ask Joana to make you a bowl of soup to sober up,” he turned to go but I grabbed him by his hand. “Do you want to leave me alone?” I asked, pouting my lips. He smiles, removing my hand gently. “The guards would get suspicious if I spent the night here.”He was right, damn the guards. “Can you help me change?” I asked, getting up from my bed. “It's so hard to change all by myself.”“I will call Joana in,” he said walking out. “Joana isn't here, she must hav
AUTHOR'S POV. Godfrey ran through the pouring rain, his feet splashing in the muddy ground of the small village. The rain hit his face hard, making it difficult to see, but he kept running, using his palms to cover a little bit of his face. He walked through the wet grass and dirt paths.Tall trees lined the narrow road, their leaves dripping with water, soaked by the heavy rain. His clothes were drenched, clinging to his skin as he hurried past small, wooden houses with tin roofs. He stopped at a house, wiping his face, he glanced around to make sure nobody was there before knocking on the door. The door creaks open and an old man pops his head outside. “Beta Nathan sent me,” Godfrey revealed. The man opens the door slightly, letting Godfrey in. The man slammed the door shut walking back to the table in the center of the room. “Here it is,” he said slamming a small sack into his chest. Godfrey wanted to check the content but the man stopped him. “That wasn't your directive,” he
GEORGINA'S POV. I looked at myself through the mirror, nodding in satisfaction, the maid's clothes were very dirty, and the smell reeking from the clothes could almost knock a bull out. I held my breath for a long time trying to fasten the buttons. They said once someone falls in love they can do anything crazy, I guess the reason I never believed in it was because I wasn't in love back then. Joana opened the door, slamming the door shut, the heavy downpour and the thunder made it difficult to hear, Joana must have hit the door really hard. “Georgi,” she called. I turned to her with a smile. “What are you doing?” She asked again, walking closer to me. “No, I don't think that is the right question, what are you wearing?”“I am going to find Godfrey,” I said turning back to the mirror. “Can you come here and help me fasten the buttons?”“No,” she blurted out. “Take off that cloth,” she commanded, trying to pull it off. “No,” I shouted, holding her hand firmly. “Please Joana,” I ple
GEORGINA'S POV. “Nonsense,” the coachman scoffed. “I have been working for the queen since she was a baby and I know when the former Alpha brought Joana to the palace, I know them like I know the color of my skin, if they want to get jewelry tonight, then it must be very important.”“Are you scolding me?” I heard Nathan, the coachman must have triggered something. “Oh no, I would never,” the coachman defended. “You can ask Joana herself if you think I am lying.”I signaled Joana to do something or we would soon be discovered, she stopped for a while thinking of what to do, and finally, she moved the curtain aside. Nathan stared at her for a while, before moving away from the carriage. “Be back before morning,” he commanded. The coachman started the journey, the horses ran as fast as they could outside the palace, it was only when we left the palace walls did I realized that I was holding my breath. We got to a jewelry shop, Joana opened the door for me, and she led me to the back
GODFREY'S POV. She leaned forward laying on top of me, her hot breath on my neck as she planted a kiss on my neck. I wanted her so badly. Why do we always find ourselves in this situation? Was the queen really serious about risking everything to be with me? The queen placed her hand on my chin and kissed me,I could taste every inch of her mouth as my tongue explored her mouth. I knew this was wrong but this felt right at this moment. Her hands reached for my trousers as she tried to loosen the ropes. I stopped her immediately. “My queen,” I called. “Don't you think I deserve a little thank-you gift, I came all the way here for you,” she smiled pulling my hand away. “Aren't you happy I am here?”“Of course I am happy my queen, you came all the way here just for me and if you hadn't sent this men to come look for me, I would have been killed, I'm highly indebted to you my queen.”“As do I,” she replied untying the ropes, she pulled my trousers to the ground. Revealing my strong rod
Godfrey’s POVThe morning of our wedding arrived with the soft glow of the sun spilling across the palace grounds. The sky was clear, the air cool and fresh, filled with the scents of wildflowers and pine from the nearby forest. Our wedding wasn’t just an ordinary one…it was a sacred werewolf ceremony, a bond blessed by the Moon Goddess, witnessed by our ancestors, and celebrated by our pack.The ceremony took place in the Moonstone Glade, a magical clearing hidden deep within the forest. The ground was covered with soft green moss, and petals of white and red flowers were scattered everywhere. An arch made of silver birch branches stood tall at the center, decorated with roses. Georgina had insisted that we did our wedding here and I agreed to it. “Are you nervous?” David whispered behind me. “Because I am.”I chuckled, turning to him. “I am the groom but you look more nervous than I am.”That was a lie, my heart was on fire, and I was only faking my calmness. Before he could r
Godfrey’s POVWe returned to the palace, people gasped in shock when they saw Georgina walking in, some of the maids fainted, and some elders rushed outside, their faces etched with a mixture of confusion and curiosityTheirThey eyes darting between Georgina and Thomas and Nathan, not sure which one to believe, both revelations was just too shocking. Georgina smiled walking towards the elders, they staggered backward in fear as they stared at her. Joana rushed over, pulling her into a hug. “You are alive,” she cried. Georgina smiled and released herself from her embrace. “come, I know you have a lot that you want to tell me and you want to know,” she said dragging her away. I turned to the sentinels. “Take the culprits to the dungeon, I want all eyes on them.”They nodded and moved into action, dragging them away. Just then another sentinel walked up to me and told me that my parents had arrived and were waiting for me. I asked him to gesture them in, and he nodded leaving immedi
Godfrey's POV***The day of Georgina's attack***The cold wind blew through the thick forest as we searched for Nathan and Thomas, but there was no sign of them. “Keep looking,” I instructed the guards, suddenly Draco felt uneasy. I paused looking around but there was nothing around that could have triggered Draco. “What happened?” I asked. I could feel Draco's rage flaring up, his growl low but dangerous. Something was wrong.I could finally feel it, something was indeed not right, I looked around studying the forest, and my eyes turned to Pamela who looked uneasy. This was a trick, a trap or a diversion. “Georgina,” I muttered, my eyes widened in alarm and without thinking, I ran back toward the mountains, my heart hammering loudly in my chest. I needed to get to Georgina immediately. I got to where I left her and Alicia and found no one, my uneasiness growing as I scanned the environment, but still no sign of them. Suddenly I looked up and I saw her.Georgina.She was stand
AUTHOR'S POV. Pamela stormed into the dimly lit room, her footsteps loud against the stone floor. She slammed the door shut behind her, the echo ringing through the room, Her hands curled into fists, her whole body trembling with anger.Across the room, Alicia leaned against the wall, her arms crossed under her breasts, a faint smile playing on her lips. The flickering candlelight cast shadows on her face. “We had a deal," Pamela spat, her voice cold and sharp. “You tricked me.”Alicia sighed, tilting her head slightly as if bored by the conversation. "Your mother is dead, Pamela. Isn’t that what you wanted?"Pamela’s eyes burned with rage. “I wanted her dead,” Pamela snapped, walking closer to her. “But do you know what I wanted more? The throne,” she snapped. “I did my own part of the job,” Alicia hissed. “Your own part of the job?* She scoffed, shaking her head in disbelief. “I wanted the throne, you said you would give me the throne.”Alicia let out a chuckle. “You lost th
Godfrey’s POVThe rain fell hard as we rode through the palace gates, but it did nothing to wash away the blood. Georgina’s body lay cold in my arms, wrapped in a dark cloak, her face pale as the dead sky above us.I could not feel anything. No pain. No anger. Just emptiness.I couldn't help but feel this was my fault, I was the one that persuaded her to go on this trip and I led her to her death and worst of all I couldn't catch the culprits. Tears flowed down my cheeks freely, words could not explain how I felt, I just felt empty and filled with guilt. “It is all your fault, it is your fault, your fault,” the accusations kept playing in my mind.I searched through my mind looking for Draco, I needed someone to pull me back…it was just too sudden. I kept glancing back at her body, hoping Georgina would just get up but she didn't.The sentinels followed behind in silence, their faces grim, so we were crying loudly. The moment we stepped inside the palace, the cries increased. Ser
Georgina’s POVThe cold wind from the North Sea hit my face as I stood by the rocky shore. The waves crashed against the rocks again and again, as if trying to pull the land into the sea. I inhaled deeply not wanting to miss any part of this, I was happy I actually listened to Godfrey because this was just what I needed.For the first time in weeks, I felt like I could breathe, No walls around me. No people watching my every move, Just the sound of the sea, stretching far and endless before me.Godfrey stood beside me, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he enjoyed the view.“See you like it,* he blurted out. “The sea air is good for you, good for resting.”“Is this a way of rubbing it on my face that you were right?” I chuckled, turning my head to him. *I can't say I wasn't trying to rub it off,” he said, giving me a wink. “You need to learn I am always right.”“I sighed, wrapping my hand around his. “I can’t remember the last time I felt this… free,” I admitted.Godfrey glanced a
Godfrey’s POVI walked down the dimly lit hallway, my footsteps echoing softly against the stone floor, the cool air of the night brushing through my face. I haven't seen Alicia since that morning and I have been getting nervous about it for a long time. I got to her room, scanning the hallway, I pushed open the door to her room without knocking.She was sitting in a chair, her posture calm, but I could feel, the tension in her, I couldn't see her face since she had her back facing me but I could tell she was tired. It was clear her werewolf was restless, even though she was silent, I could almost hear her wolf breathing heavily, I could feel its exhaustion… This must be what Garrick was talking about, I could actually feel her wolf. "Alicia," I said, stepping closer.She didn’t look at me right away, Instead, she kept staring at the wall, like she didn't know of my presence, Finally, she turned her head slightly. "Godfrey.""You seem... off." I studied her carefully. "Your wolf i
Thomas's POVThe moment the sack was yanked off, I felt the world tilt beneath me."Beta Nathan?" My voice cracked. I lunged forward, barely feeling the pain from my torn back as I wrapped my arms around him. His body was thinner, But he was actually alive. His arms tightened around me. "Thomas..." His voice was thick as if he hadn’t spoken in a long time.Tears glistening in my eyes. "I thought you were dead! Georgina…I thought she killed you!" My chest tightened with rage, with grief, with every emotion I had buried since I had been thrown into this hellhole.Nathan let out a bitter chuckle. "She wanted to, I almost thought I would be beheaded the next day, but someone switched me before the execution. I don’t even know who but all I knew was that I was taken to another place in the North but I was still locked away."He pulled back, gripping my shoulders. "And you, Thomas? They said you were dead, too. What happened?"I swallowed hard, the memories clawing at my throat. “The Kin
The sun was scorching as it beat down on the vast prison yard, dust swirling in the dry wind. The South’s biggest and hardest prison was no place for a man like Thomas. He had spent his life in luxury, waking up in silk sheets, eating the finest meals, and being waited on hand and foot, but here, comfort was a far-gone fantasy and suffering was their reality. Sweat dripped down his forehead as he swung the heavy pickaxe against the unyielding ground. His hands, once soft and uncalloused, now bled from the rough wood of the handle. His muscles ached, not used to such brutal labor, Around him, hardened criminals worked without pause, their bodies already accustomed to the endless toil.A low chuckle echoed behind him. “Look at the northern King, struggling like a newborn pup,” a voice sneered.Thomas turned, his breath heavy. Standing before him was the prisoner’s captain, a massive man with thick scars running across his arms and a jagged-toothed grin. His name was Darius, and he r