Did I mention that I hate Beta Nathan? I'm not sure. I literally hate this werewolf with everything in me and somehow I could give an explanation to my indescribable hatred now. He is friends with my husband, a cheat who has been doing it for years now, I presume. Because how will a man not touch his wife for more than two years and feel comfortable? He is definitely getting it elsewhere. There is no way that Nathan doesn't know this. He knows that Thomas has been sleeping with the maids and I won't be surprised if he also does it too. No wonder I hated him, and now he asks stupid questions to get some answer he could use to judge me to Thomas. Not like I care what they both say about me. I mean, the man had literally said I was bad in bed last night, I doubted Godfrey feels the same. A shiver ran down my spine and I felt goosebumps all over thinking about him, Godfrey. He doesn't only make my heart skip, he puts a smile on my face, makes my body react in a way I cannot explain, an
'What should I do?' I asked the old man, and he stared at me. Not the same gaze he had been using on me, this time it was like his eyes were giving me information my heart wasn't ready to hear or accept. I tilted my head to get what the meeting of the gaze was, and he said straightforwardly, 'Get a man and get married''What!' I had immediately screamed so loud that the insects and fireflies around us got really busy flying away from us. 'Listen, my dear daughter, you are grieving. Your heart is closed from everything going on in the world right now, that's why you can't see that they are hungry wolves eyeing your father's throne and want to be the Alpha of this great pack. You, my dear, would not have a say if everything is finalized, you don't even have a say now because you're a girl and not strong enough to hold a whole pack, so they won't ever consider you when thinking of whom to hand over the pack to but trust me, if you have a man figure in your life, you won't have to strug
It's been two days and that little… little… that good-looking, sex-on-legs boy has refused to respond to me. Whenever I see him and try to go to him, he runs away before I could get there. I don't know how to get him alone, lately, he had always been in the company of another servant. If I dare catch him alone! Like right now, he is standing with a guy as they both water the plants in the garden. He was always alone before, why was he now with someone every time?Since the event that happened back in the stable, my body kept yearning for his touch. I sleep and dream of my moments with him again and again."Did you hear what I said, mother?” Pamela asked me and I let out a small cough, “Huh?” I turned my attention to her fully, backing Godfrey. “I said Father seeks your presence in the throne room,” “Oh really,” I asked as I raised the side of my gown and began to walk away. I hope Pamela didn't notice that I was staring at her rejected mate before she came in. As for Godfrey, he d
I stood in my room, staring out the window, as I waited for the servant I had asked one of the guards to call to my room. When I got into my room, I saw the maids dressing my bed and cleaning the room. This wasn't the best time to do that, so I sent them away. Although acting patient, I was impatient as I waited for the servant to come in already. Butterfly in my stomach, I was feeling all giddy and smiling wide like I was promised my favorite chocolate. I bit my bottom lip as I thought of him in the same room with me. There was a knock on the door and these words followed, “Queen Luna, one of the boy is here,” My heart skipped a beat as I tried not to turn around from the window. I hoped it was Godfrey they had brought and not someone else. There are many servant boys in the castle, but I specifically asked for the one in the stable, hoping that they agree with me that Godfrey is always the one in the stable. “Let him in,” I responded loudly so they could hear my voice from out
I watched Godfrey's eyes grew wider than the normal. He had a look of confusion in his eyes, I asked,“Is it because of my daughter? Because she is more beautiful? Young? Fresh blood?” Godfrey shook his head, his lips pressed together as he finally said,“No, I don't look at Princess Pamela that way,” “Then who do you look at that way?” I asked, and he turned his head to the side. He went all red in his ear and at the tip of his nose. A small smile began to creep into my face. Summoning a little more courage, I moved a step closer to him and asked again but more slowly and quietly,“Who do you look at that way?” He bowed his head, his hands now on his side. “If you don't let me know, I won't release you. You won't leave this room,” I threatened him, and his mouth hung. “Will you let me leave if I tell you?” He asked very cutely. I thought about it for another few seconds before nodding my head to him, “If you respond truthfully, I'll let you leave,” I replied to him, and he rai
“Jealous?”“Joana, how can you think that?” I almost yelled. I would genuinely be happy for her, why would I feel jealous? I knew the decision I made, and I stood for it. I knew it was for the betterment of my kingdom and my position, I didn't do it for love. So why would I be jealous that my best friend was getting married for love? I mean, I was happy she wasn't pushed or forced to marry for another reason like I was. “I'm sorry, Georgi but I just… I don't know… I pity for you,” she looked me in the eyes, tears settling at the side of her eyes, “Hey! Hey! Don't you dare let that teardrop,” I threatened. Joana is just too emotional, she cries at every little thing. At my words, she blinked her eyes forcefully, making sure the tears dropped. My face turned cold as I eyed her, she blinked at me innocently and we both burst into laughter. “You idiat!” I caused as I laughed. She did that on purpose. She could have easily blinked the tears away, but she didn't. “I'm so happy for you
It's Sunday morning and my joy knows no bounds. Not only because Joana was back, but it was also Godfrey's birthday, and I am so sure that my plans with Joana would work just fine. I had woken up so early to go check on Godfrey, who should be at the stable preparing the horses. We would be leaving in two hours time, I can't wait till then to wish him a happy birthday. I wonder if anyone ever wishes him since he has no family member.On getting to the stable, I noticed that indeed someone was there with the horses. My heart skipped a beat as I made my way closer, since he was backing me. He was ready, already dressed, and looking neater than before. I noticed he had also shaved, his hair coming to the back and reaching his neck. I wanted to sing for him, a Birthday song, only for someone to say behind me, “Good morning, my queen,” I turned to see another servant in front of me, while Godfrey had turned to look at me, I presume. “Good morning,” I replied to the guy. I turned back t
My eyes scanned the place, even though Pamela and Thomas had come out, there was still someone I was more interested to see. “You're not looking bad, my lady,” Nathan said to me, and I scoffed. I don't know how this man doesn't see that I am disgusted by him.“You're not lying, Nathan,” Thomas said from behind me, and he dropped a kiss on my cheek. I was about to reply with a thank you when I noticed someone's gaze on me. I looked in front of me to see Godfrey looking at me, he was inside the carriage all this while. I bit my lip as I thought to give Thomas a dirty slap for kissing me right now, even if it was on the cheek. “It makes me wonder if I'm the one going to find a man or if it was Mother,” Pamela said with a chuckle, and Joana joined her. A smile formed on my lips as I responded,“You don't need to be scared of that. I have my man with me,” Although I was referring to Godfrey, Thomas nodded,“That's right. You don't need to feel disturbed. Your mother had passed the sta
GODFREY'S POV. At the party, I stood by the door, leaning against the wall. My mind kept going back to the strange sounds I heard coming from a room earlier. I remembered how the queen was peeking into the room. It was not like her to do something like that. She was usually very respectful of others' privacy, at least not my privacy, but even with that, who could have been in there that made her act so differently?I glanced over at the queen. She had returned to her seat without a word, but something about her seemed off. She looked distant, as if she were lost in some deep, dark place within her own thoughts.Curiosity finally got the best of me. I decided to check who was in that room that had caught the queen’s attention. Quietly, I slipped out of the party, careful not to draw any notice. As I moved down the hall, heading toward the room, I heard faint footsteps behind me. Someone was coming.My heart hammered loudly in my chest as the person approached me. I was too scared to
GEORGINA'S POV. I froze, my whole body tensed, as sweat dripped down my forehead. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest, and I could feel my hands trembling. Slowly, I turned around, almost too scared to see who was behind me. Standing there was Godfrey, watching me with a concerned look on his face. "My queen..." he started to say, but I quickly reached up and covered his mouth, silencing him.I couldn’t let him speak or make any noise; I didn't want those to brat in there to know they were being watched. The look in his eyes showed his concern and confusion as we heard the girl's loud moans. I turned back to the room and turned back to him. The last thing I wanted was for him to see what my husband was doing in that room.Without saying a word, I grabbed Godfrey’s arm and began to pull him away, leading him down the hallway. My mind raced with what I had just witnessed, and I felt a mix of anger, disgust, and sadness. I kept my grip tight, not letting him ask questions or loo
GEORGINA'S POV.I walked through the halls, the loud music from the party fading behind me. I didn’t really know why I was looking for the king, but something inside me felt it was necessary. It was as if an invisible force was pulling me, guiding me to find him.My footsteps echoed in the empty corridors, and I glanced around, searching every corner. The king wasn’t anywhere in sight. The more I walked, the more I felt like I had to keep going, as if he was just around the next turn. But each time, I found nothing.The rooms were quiet, the air still, and it felt strange being away from the party, away from all the noise and people. I felt a slight unease, like I was chasing something I couldn’t catch. I turned another corner, hoping he might be there, but again, the space was empty. My heart sank a little, unsure of why I felt this urgency. Where was the king? And why did it feel like I had to find him right now? But no matter how far I searched, he wasn’t there.I made up my mind
GEORGINA'S POV. The party had already begun, and the music blared loudly through the room. People were laughing and chatting, but I sat quietly, my eyes fixed on Godfrey. He stood across the room, looking calm and composed, but all I could think about was when I would feel his strong rod sliding inside me again. The memory of our last time together flooded my mind—the way his touch made me moan, the thrusting, the sweat dripping off our body, the taste of his tongue. The sound of our moans played over and over in my head, impossible to forget.I was lost in my thoughts when Pamela suddenly touched my arm, pulling me back to reality. I flinched, surprised, as she sat down beside me.She had insisted on throwing this welcome party, trying to hide the shame of Prince Benjamin’s rejection. Thomas, her father, agreed to the party, wanting to cover up the fact that his daughter had been rejected by the prince. It was all just a distraction, a way to make things look normal.Pamela didn’t
GEORGINA'S POV. As I watched Beta Nathan disappear into the hallway, I couldn't help but smoldered at him with resentment. His final words lingering in my head, and although he didn't say it directly, I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had just been threatened.“I swear if you so much as to touch Godfrey's hair, I would kill you,” I muttered, clenching my fist in anger. Joana appeared at my side, her face etched with concern. “What happened there?” she asked. “Why did the king suddenly summon you?”I sighed, brushing a hand through my hair. “The king called me in to question me about Mill’s death. He thinks I should have stepped in, that I should have done more.”Joana scoffed. “He always wants to put all the work on you; he knows that you are the real woman in this palace,” she whispered. “It is good the king left it in my care; for the first time I am using his incompetence to take care of Godfrey.”Joana frowned, her eyes narrowing. “Does he suspect anything about Godfrey?”I s
Author's pov. Alpha Thomas paced back and forth in his office, his face filled with anger and frustration. He stopped suddenly, glaring at Beta Nathan, who stood nervously before him.“How could this happen, Nathan?” Thomas demanded, his voice low but filled with anger. “Mill was our finest warrior, a man that led thousands to battle and always came back victorious, and now he’s dead. I left you in charge while I was away, and this is what happens.”Beta Nathan darted his eyes left and right, struggling to find the right words. “Alpha, I understand your anger,” he began slowly. “We are still investigating. It seems Mill was poisoned, but we don’t know yet who is responsible. We are still searching, but the murderer has covered their tracks well.”Thomas’s eyes narrowed in anger. “Poisoned? And you have found nothing? How could you let this happen under your watch? You were supposed to protect the kingdom while I was gone, Nathan. Instead, one of our own has been killed. You failed.”
GEORGINA'S POV.I jerked up from the bed, my face flickered to anger. What the hell was she talking about? How could she be so wicked to think about that?“Mother, please that is the only way I can be happy,” she pleaded.“No,” I shouted. “Pamela, are you hearing yourself?” I snapped.“Mother, you know this more than I do, the moon goddess won't give me another mate till he is gone.”“She would certainly not let you get married if you kill your mate,” I eyed. “Who gave you such wide thoughts?”“Mother,” she shouted.“Pamela,” I shouted back. “We are taking another person's life because you want to have a life.”“Mother, he is just a slave,” she shouted throwing the pillows to turn ground.“And he is someone's son, someone's brother, a friend, you need to start respecting people's life.”“Mother, who do you love more?” Sh blurted out.“What!” I scoffed. How could she asked me that question? I know I also love Godfrey but how could I place her above him…no, I would place Godfrey above h
GEORGINA'S POV.I let out a sigh of frustration as I rolled my eyes, this wasn't really necessary, Beta Nathan insisted that we all wait outside to hear the good news of the princess, Pamela was my daughter, she was the one who was supposed to come to me with good news not me waiting for her. Yes, we have the king, he must have enjoyed himself over there, draining his balls with perfect ease. How pathetic for me to wait for such a man. The king’s carriage rolled into the palace courtyard, its shiny wheels casting a glow to the ground, The horses snorted, their hooves clattering on the stone path. Around the courtyard, people stood quietly, heads lowered, waiting. The carriage slowed down as it neared the steps of the palace. Everyone stayed still, well except me of course, I was hisses every second. Finally, the carriage stopped. The slaves ran to the door gently opening the door of the carriage. The king slowly stepped out, his face brimmed with a bright smile. Joana moved close
GODFREY'S POV. Sam led me to the edge of the woods as the morning light filtered through the trees. We walked quietly, the ground soft beneath our feet, with the sound of birds singing above us. The air was cool and fresh, carrying the scent of the damp trees, As we went deeper, the trees grew taller, their branches creating a soft canopy. Fallen leaves crunched gently with each step and the distant rustle of the wind filled everywhere. We didn’t speak, just walked together. Sam was the name of the man, after much begging for him to train me he finally accepted but ever since then, Draco went silent. Sometimes I wish I could trade my werewolf for some bread, he was so picky and had this strange strong arrogance, how can a wolf and its master have different personalities?Draco said I hurt his ego by begging Sam to help me out, but he forgot the part where we either die or we have to leave the palace. “I heard the queen was sick,” he blurted out. “How is she now?” I turned to him