Godfrey's POV I watched the body drop to the floor like a bag of potatoes, my eyes widened in fear. Beta Nathan walked out of the dungeon-like nothing had happened. I stared at the body, turning my gaze back to the Luna. What did I get myself into? Was this really worth it? The pleasure, the temptations weren't worth my life. I don't know why Nathan framed me but I know it wasn't out of hatred of me…It had to do with her… Georgina. Was it because he also had feelings for her?.. she was quite tempting, for any man to resist…or this could be a personal grudge…a whole new level that just a slave…a lowborn would not survive a bit of this. “Godfrey,” she called, staring at the body. “You didn't see anything,” she said taking in deep breaths. “He just killed him,” I snapped. “How can I pretend I didn't see anything?”She turned to me. “If you don't pretend like you didn't see anything…Nathan would not hesitate to put a leash on you…don't you get it?”“Get what?” I frowned. The only th
GEORGIA'S POV“You did what?” Joana shouted dropping the bowl of water on the table. “What were you thinking?”“He was getting me pissed off,” I defended, getting up from my bed. “You should have seen the way he looked down on me.”“You shouldn't have slapped him, Georgina,” she scolded. “Do you have any idea the damage you have caused?”I was aware of everything but she didn't have to kill reminding me of that, And for the fact that he openly accused me, that must be quite some nerves. Beta Nathan was always around Thomas, there is no way he didn't know about Thomas's infidelity, yet he openly accused me. I had to be careful, he definitely knows something. “Georgina, if Thomas hears about what you did to his Beta, he won't take it likely.”“I really want him to know,” I said clenching my fist, Joana's mouth open in shock. “I want him to know how he would react when he learns that his Beta falsely accused his Luna.”“You know that he didn't accuse you,” she snapped, realizing that s
GEORGIA'S POV. I rushed out of the room, my skirt raised to my knees, I didn't wait for the sentinel to tell me what kind of trouble Godfrey was, all I knew was that Godfrey needed help. I got to the training ground, and Joana caught up with me, grabbing me by my hand. She turned around to make sure no one was around. “You would rouse suspicion if you ran in,” she stopped me. “You need to act like you were just taking a walk around.”She was right, if I ran in like that, people would start pointing fingers and it wouldn't be long before they figured out our little secret. I smiled releasing my raised skirts, Joana moved behind. I took in deep breaths before walking closer to the training hall. My eyes spotted a dead wolf, its jaws ripped open, and my eyes widened in fear. Could that be Godfrey? Who dared to raise their hands on him?“Make way for the queen,” Joana shouted. The sentinels turned their heads towards me, as they made a path for me to walk through. Godfrey sat quietl
GEORGINA'S POV. I rushed back to my room, my steps faster than a maid running to deliver their master's request. Godfrey needs to tell me what happened, how did he kill a man like Mill? I was happy though, Mill was this proud person who only listened to Thomas. I got to my room, and Joana froze, her hand with a towel placed on his face, Godfrey got up bowing his head. “My queen,” he called, moving away from the bed. I turned to Joana gesturing to her to leave, letting out a sigh as she dropped the towel and walked out. I watched her quietly until she slammed the door behind her. I turned to Godfrey. “Are you okay? You are bleeding,” I said, my voice laced with concern.He chuckled, his head still down. “I guess it is just a warrior's first scar, my queen, you need not worry.”I scoffed raising my gown, was he hearing himself right now? He didn't need to act tough when it was just me and him. “What happened?” I demanded. “It hasn't been long since you were locked up and then I h
GODFREY'S POV. She walked closer to me, a small mischievous playing on her lips. I took a few steps back, my eyes never leaving her. “My queen,” I stuttered. “I should get going now.”“You need some rest, Godfrey, you might have healed but you still need rest.”“Then I would go rest in my room,” I smiled, as I turned to go but stopped immediately realizing my shirt wasn't on. I turned back to the bed, and there it was, lying on her bed, the queen to the bed, she walked over picking it up. “Please, don't complicate things, I just want to go,” I screamed in my head. “You sure, you don't want her to complicate things?” My wolf asked. Sometimes I wish we had the opportunity to ditch our wolves for just a few minutes, we were never on the same page. “Your shirt,” she smiled, handing the shirt over to me. I forced a smile. “Thank you, my queen,” I bowed, collecting the shirt from her and quickly rushed out of the room, bumping into Joana. “Hey,” she snapped. “Why did you rush out?”
GEORGINA'S POV. The night was quiet in the castle, the only sound was the soft breeze outside the windows. The moonlight streamed in, casting a faint glow in my room. I sat quietly in front of my mirror, dressed in my nightwear, combing my long hair slowly. Each stroke of the comb felt soothing, as the strands fell smoothly over my shoulders. The silence was peaceful, and the moonlight reflected off the glass, making the moment feel calm and still. The castle, though large and cold, seemed to taking a rest. The door opened slowly, Joana walked in, carrying a bowl in her right hand, her mouth stuffed with something, it was obvious she went for a midnight snack “What do you have in your hand?” I laughed turning to her. “I am not sharing,” she replied hiding the bowl behind her, her face innocent like a child. “As much as I would like to take a bit of what you have behind you, I'm afraid I have lost my appetite for anything right now,” I said turning back to the mirror. “Let me,”
GEORGINA'S POV. The morning light streamed through the tall windows as I walked through the quiet halls. Soft footsteps echoed around me, mixing with the gentle hum of the people around the corner, The air was cool, and the faint scent of freshly baked bread filled the air. Outside, birds chirped, their songs barely audible through the walls. The sunlight flittering through created patterns on the floor. The calmness of the morning around me, made everything feel peaceful and new, like a fresh start to the day.The maids were busy with their chores, some scrubbing the floors while others cleaned the walls. As I passed, they quickly noticed me and paused, lowering their heads in respect. They moved aside waiting for me to move by. I nodded slightly, continuing on my way, their presence a silent acknowledgment of my authority in the castle. If only the maid who was fucking my husband could acknowledge that she was playing with fire, did she ever stop to think about what I would do
GEORGINA'S POV. I heard a loud knock on the door, I turned to the door immediately, Joana just left to go supervise our breakfast, there was no way she would be back so soon. “My queen, Gamma Israel is here to see you, should we let him in?” One of the guards at the door shouted. “Oh, yeah, please let him in,” I replied walking to the door. “My queen,” Gamma Israel bowed as he walked in. He stood by the door, he wasn't supposed to walk deeper inside the room when I wasn't with any servant. “Gamma Israel,” I called walking closer. “I am glad you found time to visit me.”“My queen I am afraid my time here is limited, I have a lot to do at the training ground.”“Then I suppose we get on with business without any further delay,” I smiled gesturing him to sit on a chair. “Come let's sit.”“I am afraid I have to decline the kind gestures, but I have to quick to leave here,” he bowed in respect. I inhaled deeply, he was proving more difficult than he was, did Beta Nathan tell him anyth
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