Delia’s POV“She is such a pain in the a.ss. Can't she live without a man's attention?”After my stepsister Bernice finished cursing me, the surrounding guests burst into laughter.Today, while I was cleaning up for Bernice and her friends' afternoon tea party, I gave directions to one of Bernice's admirers.“Thank you,” the man in the haute couture suit gave me a standard social smile, and then kept looking for Bernice.Unfortunately, the flash of his smile was caught by Bernice, whose gaze was like a poisoned arrow.Though it was just one of her many suitors that she despised.“Since she likes to pose in front of men, let her perform for us!” Bernice said viciously as her five large hunting dogs ran to me.As she beckoned, the hounds' expressions grew more fierce, and some of their eyes glowed with a terrible green light.I have seen with my own eyes how these hounds tear up their prey. The show, she said, was to watch me shiver under their fangs like those poor animals.The dogs' m
(back to now)I accidentally tripped over the lawn mower next to the bushes, and a piece of iron pierced my ankle. I couldn't stand up because of the pain. But the hounds' breath came nearer and nearer to me. I didn't have time to look at my wound. I crawled a few steps forward on both hands and feet before trying to get up and keep running, but I fell to the ground again.During my struggle, the guests laughed even louder.I don't know when I stopped being treated like an Alpha's daughter. I became a person who could be insulted and hurt at will.Bernice became a central figure in the pack's social life, where men and women would flatter and compliment her wherever she was. She looked at me like a proud peacock. Every time she glanced at me, the people around her would give me a hard time.Ever since she became the official daughter of Alpha, she has made no secret of her ill will towards me, even though she had all the love of our father, the dignity of an alpha daughter, a beautifu
As I scrubbed my bleached ankle with a ragged towel in my room, I felt a rush of exhaustion almost overwhelm me. My wet clothes hung in the corner to dry, and I could lick my wounds like a mouse back in the den, but the distant din of the party was a reminder that my day was not over, and I still need to work.In the spacious hall, the long mahogany dining table was covered with smooth wax, and silver chandeliers were arranged on the gray silk tablecloth in the center of the table. The bright light from the candles illuminated the faces of the four people at the table. My father sat at the head of the table, Bernice on his right, his favorite nephew, Nike, on his left, and since my mother's death, I've gradually lost my place at the table, standing aside in my gray smock, like an out-of-place maid."Bernice, how was the banquet today?" My father put down his fork and knocked on the table. I immediately put away his cutlery and put it on the small table beside him."Of course it's goin
The moon lit up his body. His black fur glowed silvery in the moonlight. With a swing of his tail, the rope that bound me was torn off. I immediately picked up the clothes scattered on the ground to cover my body.The wolf turned his head. His golden eyes were full of danger. His fangs were so sharp that I was sure he could eat me in one bite. Its big head sniffed at me. I closed my eyes and dared not move. His fur brushed my body and sent shivers down my spine, and his rapid breathing seemed to carry sparks. Suddenly, he lets out a roar in the direction of Nick's escape."Whooooooo!" The wolf's howl was so loud that the trees in the forest trembled. It was so familiar and angry that it made me realize that I hadn't been hearing things.The wolf seemed a little agitated, and he spun around me on the ground. His tail made circles on the ground as if I were his prey. His golden eyes were glued to mine. I lay still in his circle, trying not to move. But he was unhappy with me. When I mov
"Give it back to me!" I grabbed her hand that was holding my necklace, but she raised it and slapped me again. This time she was so strong that I was slapped to the ground. The muddy water splashed on my body, and I had no time to care about my only clothes, only feel a pain in the neck.My necklace! The last thing my mother left me!"I thought it was something great, just a pearl necklace with a silver chain through it," said Bernice disdainfully. She squatted in front of me and looked at me playfully as I fell to the ground and covered in mud. She fingered the pearls, and her eyes glowed maliciously."That's what my mother left me! You don't deserve to touch it!" I couldn't control my anger, but a deeper helplessness swept over me, and my body began to tremble with the pain of my soul. I hated myself so much for being too weak and unable to shift. It not only made me lose my father's love, but also made me unable to protect my mother's belongings.My pain pleased Bernice well, and s
I gritted my teeth and swallowed my shame as she and her maid watched, slowly taking off my muddy smock to reveal my tattered grey mended dress. The dress had been worn for a long time, the edges of the fabric had worn out, and even the patchwork had turned gray.I put my old shoes and smock in the corner of the door and stepped into the room barefoot.I went over, took the shoes from the maid's hands and knelt down to put them on for her. Then I heard her voice. “Go and take her trash out.”"Yes." The maid went to the door, and before I could react, she picked up my clothes and shoes and threw them out of the hallway window."You!" That's all I have left! I couldn't help glaring up at her."I love that angry look in your eyes," she smiled at me and grabbed my chin, “It gives me great pleasure to see you suffer. Do you think I should ask father to take you to the Royal Family as my maid?”No! Even though I wasn't accepted by my father, I was still a part of the pack, and if I was take
With a loud sound, he shut the door completely.The chill rose from my feet, and the panic made me feel as if my stomach had been gripped by an invisible hand. I stood still and looked into his unfriendly eyes. Those naked eyes made me feel as if my thin gray dress was about to be torn to shreds.“Now, Delia, you're not going anywhere,” Nick said with a smirk. He dropped his veneer of politeness and stuck out his tongue, licking his lips maliciously.I had looked around when he came in, and there was nothing in Bernice's room that I could use against him. I could only step back, trembling, until my back was against the wall."Not talking?" Nick resented my silence and grabbed me by the neck. His strength was far greater than mine, and his thick palm gripped my throat tightly, and the feeling of suffocation made me groan in pain. I gripped his hand with both hands, my fingers white with force. "Let go of me." I gasped in pain.But Nick was just admiring my flushed face as his other han
His deep voice was filled with a sense of authority that could not be ignored. Compared to the average werewolf, Lycan's aura and sense of oppression is much higher. There was a clear sense of danger and impatience in his words, which made the werewolves present break out in a cold sweat.The speaker had his back to the crowd, and in the corner, I could only see his body rising above the back of his chair.His hair was thick and dark, his black cloak hanging from his legs, his strong legs wrapped in black boots, which looked like silent beasts in the candlelight of the party. In his right hand he held a clear goblet. A black-clad Lycan stood beside him and served him wine in silence. The red liquid flowed slowly into the glass, as if it were blood.Just a glance, I do not know why, but I feel fear for no reason.My father had a bad look on his face. In his plan, the Prince should be satisfied with Bernice and take her away. As the prince's father-in-law, he could face the alphas of th
Sibyl’s POVBefore I know it, time is running out like a river. My two children, who began as finger-sucking babies in cradles, can now run around the palace. Perhaps they inherited Nuri's strong physique, and even the quiet little princess Terese was full of energy. The wet nurses had run to follow her but she was not tired at all.Today, after breakfast, I caught them trying to sneak out again."Sit your asses down!" I said sternly.The two little ones made faces and sat back in their chairs.Unexpectedly, the child's father suddenly protested. "Children are young. They are at an active age now. Why should you restrain them?""Have you forgotten what day it is?""What day?" asked Nuri, doubtfully, putting down her cup.I knew it! I took a plate of peeled grapes from him and said, "Selene and Lowa are coming to visit us today. Lowa is bringing her little girl!"Shortly after my children were born, Lowa returned to Werebird kingdom with Manolo. Within two months of their return, I rec
Sibyl’s POVSince the birth of the little prince and Princess, the whole palace has become lively. Nuri's excitement is hard to describe. He immediately declared the young prince, Baron, a crown prince and gave him an estate. However, he is still young and currently lives with his sister in a bedroom in my palace.In order to take care of the two children, Nuri arranged for each of them to have three wet nurses and eight maids. He had even begun to think about their playmates.Carol was even more excited to see them every day. She came in the morning as soon as the sun rose, and left reluctantly after dinner.Now all eyes are on the two children."Our Baron and Terese are very popular. Whose credit is that?"Nuri rocked the cradle and looked at me like a big dog with a face full of praise! I couldn't bear to watch. I picked up Terese, who was munching her fingers, and kissed her soft, white, meaty face."Little Terese, who is your mommy?"The little guy looked at me in a daze and sudd
Roth’s POV"Sibyl... my baby..."Blayze's voice travels in Nuri's ears. His hands were tugging at Nuri's, blood gushing from his mouth, but he did not stop, calling the Queen's name again and again.Beowulf pounced. His broken arm was flailing feebly in the air, and Nuri dropped Blayze to avoid his attack. I climbed over and pulled Blayze aside to sit against the wall."How could she be Azariah? Didn't she die in prison?"Blayze didn't answer my question. He didn't even look at me. He just stubbornly called out the Queen's name. Does this really work? Can we wake the king?"Nuri, wake up! Sibyl is unconscious because of you. She is pregnant with your child! She almost died because of you!" Bellowed Beowulf as he dodged Nuri's attack, shouting Sibyl's name along with Blayze. Tears blurred my vision. I wiped my face and joined them loudly.May the gods protect us. The love between the King and Queen could be the antidote to this disaster.For a moment, the council chamber was filled wit
Selene’s POVThe whole palace was in disarray. The doctors were all called in, and the maids went in and out like ants on a hot pan. Everyone was scrambling to do something, but they didn't know which way to go, because the only hostess was still lying in bed, unconscious."Stay calm. You are all trained. Follow the rules." Nuri's grandmother's voice rose into the night, suppressing the panic. She took the maid's hand and got down from the carriage. She glanced at the maids and the doctors, and everyone she saw lowered their heads."We don't need so many doctors. Those who are not good at delivering babies can go home."When she had finished, some of the doctors, after a moment's hesitation, came forward, saluted, and hurried off.“Amy, divide the maids into three groups. One group will prepare hot water, the other will clean up the delivery room, and the last group will serve the empress at any time. If anything goes wrong, the person-in-charge will be punished!”Amy hurried to assig
Sibyl’s POV"Your Majesty..." Amy hesitated."Are you asking me why I didn't kill her?" I stopped and looked up at the Black Sky, where the moon was shining brightly. The stars twinkled in the sky like jewels on a dress."Maybe the moon is too beautiful tonight. I don't want to spoil my mood."Many innocent souls stayed in the palace. Every brick and tile was soaked in blood, and I did not want to add to it any more.The maid thought she was going to die, too. She closed her eyes and waited for the poison to attack, only to find that the pain she had imagined for a long time had not come. She slowly opened her eyes tentatively and looked at me hesitantly."Ah..." when she opened her mouth to speak, she found herself unable to make a sound."I took your voice," I motioned to Amy with my eyes. Amy handed her a bag of gold coins. "This is my compensation to you. I will still keep my promise to you. You can leave the palace tonight. I will let you continue your life as a commoner."With t
Sibyl’s POVThe evening party went on as planned. On the rows of brass candlesticks, carefully carved candles burned brightly, illuminating the faces of each visitor. The scent of ladies' perfumes filled the air, and expensive jewelry glowed in the owner's hair, earlobes, and neck. Everyone smiled and complimented each other."What an elegant crowd." I stood in the shade outside the door and looked at the nobles in the ballroom. "If I hadn't seen the fierce faces of the jealous ladies and the greed of the men in calculating the wealth of the common people, if I hadn't seen the despicable ways in which ministers use their power to do evil," I paused, i turned to Amy. "This is heaven, isn't it?"Amy looked at me in silence, and I knew the question frightened her. How can the nobles be so easily judged? Most people would think so. Nuri still had a long way to go. If he did not change the concept that everyone feared the nobles as much as the gods, the new nobles that he supported now wou
Sibyl’s POVLowa shifts into a giant bird. I sat on her back and soon saw Aphrodite's palace. With no intention of slowing down, she dived straight for the palace door, causing the maids at the door to scream. I walked to the door with a sullen face. Lowa shaved her feathers and shifted back to being a sexy lady.Not surprisingly, there was another shriek from the maids, and several of them had collapsed to the ground. I saw a familiar face among the maids, whose name I can't quite remember, Anna or something. On Aphrodite's first day at court, I met the maid.She's not doing very well. No, rather badly. She was not a pretty girl, but she was impressive, and now her hair was as yellow as a weed, and her figure was unusually dry. The once beautiful eyes also lost their love of life like a pool of stagnant water.She felt my gaze and looked up at me quickly. Her eyes sparkled, but soon became dull. She changed in an instant. When I blinked and looked at her again, she was still lifeless
Sibyl’s POV"Nuri is exaggerating." Selene looked at the room full of clothes and sighed. "So many clothes. Even if there were a few more of you, you would never wear them all!"I looked at the rows of clothes, heart half sweet half trouble. Nuri is in love with me, but, as my sister said, I really do not have time to wear every piece of clothing again. Looking at so many beautiful clothes that I have no chance to wear them, it makes me feel very wasteful."These are all new. Do you like any of them? If you don't mind, just take the ones you like!" I said to Selene. When Lowa heard this, her face darkened and she looked at me angrily. "You have a real sister, and have you forgotten about me? You are so biased!"Selene looked at me awkwardly, worried that something might happen between me and Lowa, and I patted her hand. I smiled at her and said, "She's just kidding!" I turned to Lowa and rolled my eyes at her. "Why are you teasing her? Come on, I'll give you all the clothes in this ro
Nuri’s POV"What's all this?" Beowulf asked as he casually flipped through the notes on my desk. He gave me a smirk. I looked down and coughed."How come I don't remember us getting so close?" His tone was too casual and intimate, as if we had known each other for more than a decade, which made me very uncomfortable. He is the king of the land of the Bears. While I respect him as a hero, that doesn't mean my social distance from him can become intimate. But he didn't seem to feel that way at all."My wife is your wife's sister, and we are brothers, a family! We know each other like the back of my hand!" He took another book from the shelf, he exclaimed, "I always thought that you were an ambitious hero. You spent all your energy on running the country. I can't imagine that you're actually a nanny!"My bookshelf is lined with books on children, medical and educational, from infants to teenagers. On the desk are several thick notes that I have made. These are all the questions I ask doc