Third Person PovLydia stepped out of the car that had driven her back to the palace. She felt a sense of unease wash over her as she remembered the danger that lurked within the palace walls. She shook off the feeling and made her way towards Liam's office, hoping to find some answers and also let him know that she and Nicholas were alive. However, upon arrival, she was told that Liam was not in the office and had gone out with the patrol team to search for Nicholas. Lydia felt a wave of disappointment wash over her. She was hoping Liam would be able to help her with her plan to protect Nicholas.She decided to head to the royal court instead, determined to make her request heard. As she walked towards the entrance, she could feel the eyes of the guards following her every move. She swallowed hard, trying to push down the feeling of intimidation."Excuse me," Lydia said, her voice loud and firm. "I request the presence of the members of the royal court."The guards exchanged a gl
Third Person Pov It's been three days since Lydia left and the very day she left, Nicholas heard the news that they had caught his alleged killer. He immediately knew it was Lydia who had been framed by his stepmother, Henrietta. He was seething with anger at the thought of his mate being accused of such a heinous crime. Nicholas sat alone in his room, his eyes closed as he focused on his mind link. He took a deep breath and concentrated his thoughts on Lydia, hoping to connect with her. After a few moments, he felt the connection click into place, and he opened his eyes. "Lydia," he said, relief flooding through him. "Thank goodness. I've been so worried about you." Lydia's voice came through the mind link, tinged with surprise. "Nicholas? Is that really you? Are you okay?" "I'm fine," he assured her. "Now isn't the time to worry about me. You need to worry about yourself. How are you holding up?" Nicholas asked, his voice filled with concern. "I'm managing," Lydia replied, t
Third person pov Liam motioned for Connor to come closer, away from the guards. As Connor approached, he asked, "What's going on, Liam? Who were you just talking to?" Liam glanced around to make sure no one else was within earshot before responding, "It was Nicholas," he said. "Nicholas?" Connor repeated in disbelief. "As in, Nicholas who we've been searching for this whole time?" Liam nodded, feeling a sense of relief that he could confidently call out Nicholas's name without the fear of finding him dead. "He was the one who contacted me through a mind link earlier but I couldn't say it out loud. He's alive and according to him, he's well. He has also asked us to come to an abandoned house on the outskirts of town," Liam explained. Connor's eyes widened in surprise. "Well, what are we waiting for? We should be on our way to him now," he said. Liam nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes but we have to be discreet. Nicholas said we can't bring anyone else with us," Connor frowned. "
Third Person Pov Lydia lay in her prison cell, her body weak and her stomach empty. The guards had refused to feed her for over five days, leaving her with no energy and a parched throat. They had also changed her cell a few days ago and the bright light that illuminated her new cell room had done her more harm than good. She was busy thinking of how she would get any of the guard's attention and request for water when suddenly, she heard footsteps echoing down the hallway, and she knew without looking that it just had to be Henrietta.The mere thought of seeing the former Luna again filled her with anger and frustration and she didn't even want to imagine having to deal with her realtor in this condition because she knew the older woman was only going to come here to try to get on her nerves. As Henrietta approached the cell, Lydia's fists clenched, and she narrowed her eyes. "What do you want now?" she spat, her voice barely above a whisper.Henrietta smirked, entirely unfazed
Third Person Pov Liam stood in front of Nicholas with his arms crossed over firmly over his chest, as he gazed sternly at his friend. "There's no way you're doing it, Nicholas. It's suicide!" he exclaimed in a tone of disapproval and worry. Nicholas stood in front of him with a determined look on his face. "I know what I'm doing, Liam and you need to learn to trust me. I'm not going to foolishly put myself in danger," he responded, his voice steady as he brushed past Liam and walked straight to the kitchen counter. Nicholas could feel the tension in the air as he sensed Liam's anxiousness, but he had made up his mind, and that would not change. He knew what he had to do, and he was ready to face the consequences of whatever came of it. Liam was beside himself with worry and he couldn't hide it. His gut feeling kept telling him that Nicholas's plan was a bad idea, not just because it defied common sense but also because going along with the plan would be willingly walking into the
Third Person PovThe night was still and silent as Liam followed Priscilla out of the palace, his eyes fixed on the silhouette of her figure moving slowly ahead. Nicholas had instructed him to keep a distance and not to reveal his presence, so Liam followed her quietly as she proceeded along the palace halls. He was curious as to where she was going, but he also knew that he had to be discreet and not let her know that he was following her because getting caught would ruin their entire plan and he didn't want that. Priscilla walked briskly with a sense of urgency, and Liam struggled to keep up with her as it almost seemed like she was speeding.They passed through a shortcut that Liam had never seen before, and he was surprised to find that there was a way out of the palace that he was unaware of. Priscilla seemed to know the area well, and Liam couldn't help but wonder how many secrets she had, seeing how she was always in her mother's shadow, pretending to be stupid and clueless.
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
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
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