Third Person Pov “Are you sure about this, Nicholas? Are you sure you won't regret it?” Liam asked, staring back at Nicholas with an unimpressed look on his face. “When speaking to me, you've got to be specific, buddy. What exactly am I supposed to regret?” Nicholas asked, feigning ignorance and nonchalance. “Stop playing with me, Nick. Are you sure you're not going to regret sending her to that place? You know very well that if she gets lost, there's a high chance she could wander out of our territory and run into a rogue. Aren't you worried about that?” Liam questioned, still in disbelief that his friend could be so heartless. He had tried everything possible to convince him not to go ahead with punishing Lydia, but Nicholas was adamant, and he knew exactly why. “They're guards everywhere, Liam and I already made sure to inform them to be on alert. Nothing is going to happen to the girl,” Nicholas assured. He was trying to appear nonchalant and comfortable, but deep down, he
Lydia My entire body shuddered in disgust as I stared back at my bloody hands. I couldn't remember the last time I got my hands dirty with someone else's blood, but I remember that it was something that I'd promised myself never to be involved in ever again. I was hovering over the injured guard in his wolf form and judging by the situation, there was a high chance that he'd bleed to death if he didn't get someone to help him. I didn't want to stab him hard, but when he tried to attack me even while I was in my human form; I became furious, and I had no other choice but to plunge the stick into his neck as hard as I could. Whenever I l become defensive mode, I always end up hurting people, and I only ever snap out of it when it dawns on me that I have gone too far. Another case of Lydia being crazy with rage and going too far. I felt a little bad seeing his wolf lying on the floor and looking helpless, but there was nothing I could do to help him. I still had a mission to compl
LydiaI was on the floor, lying in my pool of blood, in disbelief. I could feel myself getting weaker and weaker with each passing second, and I didn't think I would be capable of getting up and escaping before the stipulated time. My eyes were starting to feel very heavy and the more I tried to control my breathing, the more I felt myself losing control. The only thing I could do was just lay there and look up at the sky, hoping that someone would show up out of nowhere and help me out. After struggling for a few long seconds, I finally managed to turn my head to the side because I wanted to check up on my final opponent, who I had to admit what's the toughest person I have ever had to face in my entire life. I couldn't use any of my tactics on her, so she was able to do whatever she wanted with me at the beginning, but after a while, I was able to snap my head out of it and I did something that I would have never expected myself to do. I fought back. I usually always look for t
NicholasI felt numb. Everything around me looked so blurry, and my palms were the sweatiest they had ever been. It's been over an hour since I've been pacing back and forth in front of the emergency room, patiently waiting for the doctor in charge to come out and let me know what Lydia's condition was. I couldn't even deny that I was worried because it was evident on my face and my entire mind hasn't stopped thinking the worst since I rushed her here. “Anything yet?” Liam's familiar voice asked, and I turned to look at him briefly, before turning back to the door. “Nothing,” I answered, not taking my attention away from the OR entrance. I heard Liam sigh beside me before tapping my shoulders lightly and handing me a cup of coffee. “You haven't even taken the chance to sit for a minute since we arrived here, Nicholas. Are you that worried?” Liam asked, and I could not believe he was asking such an obvious question. I had a feeling he just wanted to rub it in my face, then he w
Lydia My eyes painfully fluttered open and the first thing I noticed was the blinding lights above my head. I didn't need anyone to tell me I was at the hospital because you still remember perfectly what happened and how I ended up here. Although I don't know how long I've been unconscious, I'm pretty sure it's been a few days since, and I wasn't feeling as much pain as I was the day it all happened. I let out a frustrated sigh when a thought suddenly occurred to me. I've only been in the Alpha's palace for about three weeks and in such a short time, I've already been admitted to the hospital twice. I honestly didn't know how to feel about it. I certainly couldn't be happy that things were going so badly for me, but at the same time, I had no intentions of wanting to leave. Something in me still felt like this place was going to get better for me, and I could only hold out until my instinct proved themselves. “Look who finally decided to wake up,” a voice said, distracting me f
Nicholas I was in utter disbelief at first but after hearing it myself from the guards, I had no other choice but to believe it."So to wrap up everything you just said, Lydia is responsible for stabbing Lucas, she's responsible for puncturing Gio's left eye, and to make things even more interesting, she put Alora, of all people, in a coma?" I asked, and the more the words came out of my mouth, the more unbelievable it sounded.It was very difficult for me to believe that a person like Lydia, who seemed like an absolute weakling that couldn't even lift a finger to defend herself, was capable of putting three guards that were much stronger than her, in such critical conditions. The doctors already said that there was nothing to be done about Gio's left eye, which means he was going to be blind in that eye for the rest of his life. The doctors also said that Alora's condition was unstable because she had bled too much from her neck and they could only hope that she was strong enough t
Third Person Pov “Are you sure you're allowed to leave the hospital so soon?” Martha asked, still not in agreement with Lydia's decision to leave the hospital so soon. She couldn't understand what the rush was about because Lydia was only just recovering, and she would have preferred that she stayed for as long as she could so that she could at least avoid the alpha for a few more days. “I already spoke to the doctor, and he said that I'm perfectly fine and that I could leave whenever I wanted. You already know that I don't really enjoy staying in hospitals for too long. If what you're worried about is that I'm not going to get enough rest, then don't worry too much Martha, I'll be fine,” Lydia responded. She knew what Martha was worried about wasn't about her getting enough rest, but she wasn't going to allow herself to be convinced to stay in the hospital just to avoid seeing someone that she was eventually going to see whether she liked it or not. Besides, she certainly wanted
Nicholas I froze. My heart, my mind, my head, my entire being frozen in shock at Lydia's audacity. When her lips crashed on mine, I couldn't think of anything for the first few seconds because of how shocking it was. And, I would have pushed her away, but almost as if she knew what was coming, she only planted her lips on mine for a few seconds before stepping back. The look on her face said it all. She was amused and excited, and that made me even more pissed off. She knew perfectly well that I would have never done that with her or allowed her to touch me like that, and yet, she went ahead without caring about the consequences. “Did you lose your mind, lady? Has spending time in the hospital finally made you forget your place?” I asked, trying to contain my rage as best as I could. “And what exactly is my place? Last I remember, I was supposed to be your chef but unfortunately, I ended up becoming your prisoner. Besides these two positions, there is also another place I hold b
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