Georgina’s POVThe wedding was a grand event. The palace glowed with bright lights, and the air was filled with music and laughter. People danced, servants rushed with trays of food and wine, and everything looked perfect. But as I stood in my simple emerald gown, I still looked out of place. I was about to enter the lion's den, and the people who worked so hard to get me out of my position were the ones present. I walked slowly toward the grand ballroom. The guards at the entrance watched me carefully, but they didn’t stop me. Godfrey’s warning must have spread, looks like he has made a name for himself. Inside, the ballroom was filled with nobles in glittering outfits. Their laughter and conversations filled the air. I ignored their stares and moved through the crowd, searching for Thomas. Finally, I spotted him in the middle of the crowd, dressed in his royal attire. His face filled with pride. I walked straight to him, my head held high. The people glanced at me, drawing othe
AUTHOR'S POV. The moonlight flittering in, casting eerie shadows across the room,Pamela sat on her bed in the room she now shared with Dawn. She bit her lips anxiously as she stared at the door waiting for Dawn to return back to the room after seeing his parents off. Suddenly the door creaked open and Dawn walked in, Pamela got up and ran towards him, her brows furrowed in curiosity.“What did your mother say?” She questioned. “Is she still angry?”“Angry?” Dawn scoffed. “She will get over it but she is a bit angry.”“What else does she need?” Pamela hissed. “I gave her an expensive necklace to compensate my mother's rude actions…” she paused folding her hands under her breasts. “Your mother needs to be reminded that I am the most important one in this marriage…my marriage with you will make you King of the north.”Dawn fists clenched tightly in rage as he glared at her, like a predator surveilling its prey. He suddenly forced a smile trying to mask his anger. “You seemed to enjo
GODFREY'S POV. I walked quietly through the hallways, the maids bowed in respect as they walked past, and most of them stopped to whisper about my actions to the queen. I wasn't bothered about all their rumors, my mind was on David who had left the palace to meet his family, other people had returned to the palace except him, and this was something that was unlike him. He was the only son of his father and regarded as a breadwinner, his love for money was unmatched so why hasn't he returned?I took in deep breaths, ran my hand through my hair, took the next corner, and headed to the meeting hall. Thomas had called an urgent meeting, no one knew what it was about but one thing for sure was that I wouldn't like it. I sighted Thomas from afar, he was engaged in a conversation with Beta Nathan, he stopped immediately when he saw me, placing a hand on Beta Nathan's shoulder as if to tell him to leave. Beta Nathan turned to me, his eyes filled with disdain before he walked away. Thom
GEORGINA'S POVI jerked up from my bed after hearing a loud noise, gasping for air, I glanced around trying to find the source of the noise, turned out it was a mouse.I shook my head taking in deep breaths, I really had to leave this servant's quarters, how did anyone sleep with her in the first place?The first thing I do when I get back to my position is to renovate this servant's quarters. The door suddenly creaked open and Joana walked in, carrying a tray of breakfast. She placed it on the small table near the window and started arranging the dishes. I could tell something was bothering her. She looked nervous and repeatedly sighed, her hands shaking as she poured the tea.“What is it, Joana?” I asked, narrowing my eyes. “You look nervous.”Joana paused and glanced at the door as if checking to make sure we were alone. “Good morning Georgi,” she forced a smile. “Good morning,” I smiled back. “So what is going on?”“Nah,” she chuckled, shaking her head. “It's nothing,” she said
Godfrey's POVI sat in my office, sorting through a mountain of papers. Gamma Isreal had left the palace ever since Georgina was removed as queen. Since then his position has been vacant and I had to take his place for the time being who would have known that Gamma Isreal had the toughest job in the Kingdom? I had to make sure the trade going in and out was secured, I had to take care of the people in the palace…more like the whole North, everything fell on my shoulders.Sam stood nearby, reading through a report “Any news from them yet?” I asked without looking up.Sam shook his head, frustration clear in his voice. “No. They’ve gone silent.”I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my forehead. “If they don’t respond by the end of the week, we’ll have to act on our own. We can’t wait any longer.”He nodded. “I agree. They’re wasting our time.”Before I could say more, the door swung open. Joana rushed in, looking pale and out of breath.“Joana?” I asked, standing up quickly.She barely
Georgina's POVI stood frozen as Beta Nathan stepped closer, his face filled with mockery as he darted his eyes between Godfrey and me. Behind him was Thomas who stared at us in disbelief, his expression cold and filled with anger. The elders trailed behind them, their faces etched with shock as they murmured among themselves. Godfrey moved in front of me, shielding me from their stares. He picked up his shirt and quickly wrapped it around me, trying to cover my torn gown while he hurriedly placed his rod back into his pants. My cheeks burned with embarrassment, but I refused to look away from Thomas or the elders. “What is the meaning of this?” Thomas snapped, his voice filled with venom. “You dare to bring such shame upon this palace, Georgina?”“I had always known that these two were having an affair but I thought Georgina was forcing herself on him but it turns…differently,” Beta Nathan chipped in, staring at us in amusement. “How could you do something so shameful? Isn't you
Georgina’s POVIt was the day of the execution, Godfrey and I were placed in different cells far from each other. Though I was to be beheaded today, my only worries were Godfrey who was stabbed yesterday.I really hope he is okay.Suddenly I could hear the jingle of eyes and the laughter of the guards as they opened my cell. They exchanged glances at each other, fortunately, these guards were not as foolish as the rest, they actually bowed in respect. “Good morning, my queen,” one of them greeted, gently helping me up. “It's going to be a long walk, I hope the moon goddess can save you before you are beheaded,” the other added.“I don't think I know you,” I said darting my eyes to each of them.“You helped our mother when we were kids, we don't believe all the lies the King said about you.”I smiled bowing my head as the guards dragged me away. At least some people were still very sensible. The guards dragged Godfrey and me through the crowded village streets, their faces etched
AUTHOR'S POVWeeks EarlierThe King of the South sat in his throne room, tapping his toe furiously, one of his hands on his chin. It had been years of searching, years of hoping against the odds. The door creaked open, and the Southern Commander entered, the King's face flickered to anger as he turned to him.“Victory, Your Majesty,” the Commander announced, bowing low. “The Northern outposts have been overrun.”“Garrick, you have brought victory as always but you have also brought me bad news as well.”“I promise to seek the head of those who killed Naya and Kael…” he paused, his fists clenched. “Or those caused their death.”“I warned you that the North was the worst place, they are all people thirsty for power that they turn on their children.”Garrick nodded in agreement. “I learned that the hard way my Lord.”“So what else have you brought me? I hope the search wasn't a fail?” The King frowned, gesturing to one of the maids to serve Garrick wine. “Drink, you must be thirsty.”“
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