Third Person Pov Kelly rushed through the halls of the Alpha's palace, her heart pounding with anticipation. She had to deliver this news to Lady Henrietta as soon as possible. She knew that Henrietta would not take kindly to being kept in the dark, especially when it came to matters concerning the Alpha and his mate.As Kelly entered the grand room where Henrietta was seated, Henrietta raises an eyebrow, her expression expectant. "What do you want?" she demanded in a clipped tone, her gaze sharpening on the servant.Kelly's chest heaves as she gasps for air, her face flushed with the effort of her sprint. "I have something important to tell you," she said, her voice breathless. Henrietta sat up straighter in her seat, her eyes narrowing with suspicion. "Well, out with it then," she snapped. "I haven't got all day for your idle chatter and whatever it better be something worth my time," she added, prepared to throw Kelly out if the servant was only here to waste her time. Kelly
Third Person Pov Nicholas paced back and forth in his room, his mind consumed by thoughts of the upcoming general pack meeting. It was only a day away, which meant that he'd be leaving today and he couldn't help but feel a sense of dread creeping up on him. Being the antisocial person that he was, he had always hated the idea of having to deal with other Alphas and their egos. He much preferred to be left alone, tending to the affairs of his own pack in solitude. But this time, he couldn't avoid it. He had missed the previous meetings, sending his Beta Liam in his stead, and now he had to make an appearance himself if he didn't want his pack to be isolated from the alliance the meetings created. Nicholas rubbed his temples, trying to shake off the uneasy feeling in his gut. He knew that he had to go, that it was his duty as the Alpha of his pack to attend these meetings and keep the peace between the different packs. But that didn't make it any easier for him.Lydia walked into t
Third Person Pov The car ride to the neighboring pack was going smoothly and Nicholas and Lydia were deep into their conversation until suddenly, they heard a loud screeching noise from behind them, followed by a jarring thud. The car jerked forward violently, and Lydia cried out in shock as she was thrown against the seatbelt. Nicholas's heart raced as he quickly turned to check on Lydia to make sure she was okay. "Babe, are you okay?" Nicholas asked, his voice filled with concern as he turned to face her.Lydia's eyes were wide with shock, and she slowly nodded her head, wincing as she touched her forehead. "I think so," she replied, her voice shaking. "What just happened?"Nicholas reached out to take her hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "I'm not sure, but it looks like we've been hit from behind," he said, his voice tight with worry. As he looked at her, he noticed a small cut on her forehead, and his heart clenched with fear. "You're bleeding," he said, his voice barely
LydiaI stumbled through the forest, running as fast as I could behind Nicholas's driver. The trees loomed over us like dark sentinels, and the ground was slick with mud and dampened leaves. My heart pounded in my chest as I tried to keep up with the man in front of me, despite how extremely fast he was. Finally, he slowed down, turning to look at me with a serious expression. "You need to keep going straight until you reach the town. Find somewhere to hide and stay there until I or the Alpha come for you," he mentioned suddenly, catching me off guard. "Why can't you come with me?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly."I need to go back and help the Alpha. I noticed that they were outnumbered earlier, and he may need more manpower," he replied, his eyes scanning the surrounding forest.I nodded, understanding the urgency of the situation. "Please be careful," I said, my voice trembling with fear."I will," he assured me, a fierce look in his eyes. "Just keep going until you reach t
Third Person PovAs the sun began to set, the sky turned from bright orange to a deep shade of blue. Lydia had managed to drag Nicholas to her old place on the outskirts of town. The house was small and made of wood with a thatched roof, but it was the only safe place she could think of. She had lived here with her grandmother before she passed, and the memories of her gentle smile and soothing words still lingered.Lydia's clothes were torn and stained with blood, but she had to keep moving. With all her strength, she pulled Nicholas towards the house, wincing with every step as the wounds in her side throbbed with pain.Once they reached the house, Lydia laid Nicholas on the bed and covered him with clothes to keep him warm. She could see that his condition had worsened, and she knew that she needed to find help immediately. She took a deep breath, pushed the pain aside, and made her way towards Zia's house, which was about twenty minutes away on foot. Despite her injuries, Lydia
Third Person Pov The doctor worked quickly and efficiently, her hands moving deftly as she made small cuts on Nicholas's stomach and fingers. Lydia and Zia watched anxiously from the doorway, their hearts in their throats as they waited for any sign of improvement.As the doctor made the cuts, small droplets of blood began to appear. But it wasn't the bright red blood that they were used to seeing. This blood was dark and almost black. Lydia gasped in horror, realizing that this was the poisoned blood that the doctor was extracting from Nicholas's body.The doctor worked in silence, focused on her task. Every now and then, she would wipe the blade of her scalpel on a cloth before making another cut. The blood continued to flow, each drops a reminder of the poison that was slowly being drained from Nicholas's body.After what felt like hours, the doctor finally finished. She treated Nicholas's wounds, bandaged them, and stepped back to examine her patient closely. Lydia and Zia he
Third Person PovNicholas's eyes fluttered open, and he winced at the bright sunlight streaming into the room. He shifted uncomfortably on the bed, trying to get his bearings. His head was pounding, and he felt sore all over. He let out a groan as he remembered the attack, his mind struggling to piece together the events leading up to his current state. He winced in pain as he tried to move, feeling sore all over. He looked around the room, taking in his surroundings. The walls were made of rough-hewn stone, and the furnishings were old looking but it was also simple and sturdy.Suddenly, his thoughts turned to Lydia. He remembered how she had saved him, but he didn't see her in the room. Concerned, he attempted to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through his body, forcing him back down onto the bed. Just then, the door creaked open, and Lydia walked in.She rushed over to his side, her expression one of worry. "Nicholas, you shouldn't try to move yet. Your injury hasn't fully healed,
Third Person Pov Liam kept pacing back and forth, his mind racing with thoughts of Nicholas. As he paced around, his mind was filled with regret and self-blame.He knew he should have insisted on accompanying Nicholas on his trip, but he had let him go with just the guards. He couldn't help but think of all the ways he could have prevented Nicholas' disappearance if he had just been persistent enough. The guilt was gnawing at him and he couldn't shake it off.He stopped pacing for a moment and leaned against the wall, running his hands through his hair in frustration. "Why didn't I go with him?" he muttered to himself. "I could have protected him better than anyone else," he hissed, furious at himself for not being observant enough. Liam couldn't stand the uncertainty and the lack of news about Nicholas. He knew he couldn't just sit around and wait, so he sent out a search party to scour the entire pack. They had been searching tirelessly for the past three days, but there was n
Lydia As the anticipation swirled around me, I paced back and forth in my private dressing room, my heart fluttering like a bird trapped in a cage. The grand ceremony was about to commence, marking not only the union between Nicholas and me but also my ascension as the new Luna of the Pack. Excitement and nerves danced the tango within me, creating a whirlwind of emotions.To quell my restless energy, I reached for a glass of water and took a sip, the cool liquid soothing my parched throat. But no matter how much I drank, my nervousness persisted. I continued my pacing, back and forth, back and forth, willing myself to find a semblance of calm.Just as I was beginning to lose myself in the rhythmic motion, a gentle knock on the door startled me from my thoughts. I hurriedly composed myself and called out, "Come in."The door creaked open, and Amara, the Beta female, and a dear friend, entered the room. I wanted to rush to help her in but knowing how she was and she preferred to re
Third Person Pov A Month Later… Lydia's eyes fluttered open, the first rays of dawn streaming through the curtains and casting a soft glow in her room. She stretched her limbs, relishing in the warmth of her bed for a few moments longer before slowly sitting up. As she sat up, the weight of her new role as the Luna of the Pack settled upon her, and she was immediately hit with a mix of joy and uncertainty.For the first ten minutes, Lydia found herself lost in thought as she gazed out of her bedroom window. The view of the sprawling forest beyond the palace grounds never failed to captivate her, offering a sense of solace amidst the whirlwind of emotions she now faced. She still couldn't fathom the fact that in just a few days, she would be crowned officially as the new Luna, standing by Nicholas's side as his mate and partner.Everything had changed since Nicholas's return, and sometimes Lydia struggled to keep up with the rapid shifts in her life. Yet, a sense of profound hap
Third Person Pov Henrietta paced restlessly in her opulent room, her anger smoldering like a hidden flame. The realization that Nicholas, the stepson she had tried so hard to eliminate, had returned from the dead, killed her lifelong partner, and now held her captive, gnawed at her insides. It was inconceivable, a twisted nightmare that had somehow materialized into reality.She glanced around her luxurious surroundings, a stark contrast to the bitterness that seethed within her. The walls seemed to close in, suffocating her, as the weight of her actions bore down upon her, leaving her in total disbelief.She had foolishly allowed herself to believe that she had successfully gotten rid of Nicholas from her life, but fate had other plans in store which made her even angrier. Her thoughts were interrupted by a sharp knock on the door, and Priscilla burst into the room, her eyes ablaze with fury. The air crackled with tension as mother and daughter locked eyes."You lying fraud!" Pri
Nicholas I hurriedly walked down the prison hallway, trying to get to Lydia as quickly as possible and see how she was doing. Every step I took felt heavy with anticipation and I also couldn’t help the guilt I felt as I got closer to seeing her again. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had failed her by taking so much time and letting her remain locked for so long. I didn’t even want to imagine how tired and frustrated she must be feeling right now and seeing how I haven’t been able to reach other to her via mindlink or get a feel of her emotions, it could only mean she was too weak to receive my attempt to talk or, she could have blocked me from reaching her. After what felt like forever, I finally arrived in front of the cell she was locked in and as soon as I did, I sensed that her presence was fragile. "Unlock the cell," I instructed the guard, mentally preparing myself to have every one of them fired for disrespecting my mate. The guard seemed a little surprised to see
Third Person PovIt was a dark, moonless night when Henrietta slipped out of her chambers in plain clothes and with a small bag slung over her shoulder.As much as she had always tried to act nonchalant and unbothered by Gerald and whatever he was up to, Gerald was the one person besides her daughter, Priscilla, that she couldn't live without. And because she hadn't heard anything from him in a while, which was unusual, she believed she needed to go see him for herself and put her uneasy feeling at ease.As she made her way out of the palace, she attempted to go through the secret passage to avoid coming across any guards who would find her attempt to sneak out at night suspicious. However, when she arrived at the passage, she was shocked to see two guards in front of it. She was certain they weren't assigned to guard the passageway because to the best of her knowledge and with how long she had been using the passageway as her getaway route, she had always believed that no one, not e
Third Person Pov Henrietta had not been able to get over the fact that she hadn't heard from Gerald in almost two days, despite the fact that they had agreed to meet up yesterday and figure out how to, without evidence, announce to the general public that Nicholas had passed and use it as a chance to coronate Priscilla as the next Alpha.She had tried reaching him through several means and even sent her men to visit but according to them, no one had seen Gerald the last few days and since his guards weren't allowed into his house without permission, they couldn't confirm if he was home or out. She tried not to think that anything bad could have happened to him but for some reason, she wasn't having a very good feeling about his sudden absence especially because she knew that Gerald would never suddenly disappear at such an important moment. "What is it, Mother?" Priscilla asked as she walked in, distracting Henrietta from her thoughts. "What do you mean?" Henrietta replied, not e
Third Person Pov Amara clutched her walking stick firmly as she moved across the complex halls of the palace. She had never walked through the palace's opulent halls before, and it was daunting, considering the fact that she was blind and also considering the fact that she disliked the mere thought of being here and being seen. Still, she was determined to visit her friend Lydia, who had been imprisoned unjustly for over a week now, and bring her some food and water since she doubted that the guards would feed her proper food. Amara’s heightened senses were her only guide as she made her way down the long and winding corridors of the palace. She relied on her super-sensitive hearing, touch, and smell to navigate her way to the prison area without being seen by anyone.She already had a backup plan just in case she'd get caught but she preferred not to be seen by anyone at all to avoid her worst nightmare coming to light. The unfamiliar surroundings were a challenge even for her
Third Person Pov Nicholas glared down at Gerald's almost lifeless body, his eyes reflecting a mix of emotions, including anger, hatred, and a strange sense of satisfaction. The man lying in front of him was also one of the people responsible for what led to his mother getting killed unjustly and the pain and frustration that Gerald, with the aid of Henrietta, had caused him over the years was something that Nicholas had never for one second forgotten. Seeing Gerald lying there, in his own pool of blood, cold and on the verge of dying, gave him a sense of partial closure that he didn't know he needed, and as demented as it may sound, he was ecstatic that he got to kill Gerald himself and watch him die a painful death. Gerald was barely breathing, and from the blood that kept pouring out of his mouth, it was clear to Nicholas that time was running out and that Gerald would be a thing of the past in only a few seconds. Gerald knew Nicholas was staring down at him and despite finding
Nicholas's Pov I moved stealthily over the fence surrounding Gerald's house which was located far into town and away from most houses in town. One would think a wealthy and corrupt thief like Gerald would have his house located near the palace since he was so obsessed with the place, but surprisingly, after I kicked him out, he chose to buy himself a house that was very far away from the palace. Of course, I knew he probably only did it to follow Henrietta's instruction cause I'm pretty sure she wouldn't have agreed for her lover to buy a house in a place that was too close to hers, where they could easily be seen by others. The night sky was already pretty dark, and fortunately for me, the guards at the main gate were seemingly occupied with something else, so neither of them heard any sound from my direction.I expected Gerald, knowing how paranoid he was, to have his house swamped with guards but, to my surprise, the place was not as heavily guarded as I had anticipated. Befor