Elijah’s POV“Where is she?” I asked as soon as I got to the hospital. But the nurses were all busy and the doctor was nowhere to be found.“Calm down my lord, I will get the doctor for you,” Jacob said as he headed towards the opposite direction, in no time he arrived with the doctor.“Where is she, is she alive?” I flooded the doctor with so many questions before he could catch his breath.“She is still under supervision, please just wait for me in my office,” I said politely before heading back to the emergency ward. “Investigate what happened and get back to me immediately” I commanded but deep down I knew who was responsible, I just couldn't bring myself to accept it yet.As Jacob left I stormed into the doctor's office, a wave of panic crashing over me. The fear that Jenny might not pull through was suffocating, but I clung to optimism, desperately trying to hold onto hope.Seated in that sterile, white-
Jenny’s POVI blinked, trying to orient myself in the unfamiliar surroundings of the hospital room. My eyes were drawn to the stark white ceiling, a stark contrast to the chaos of thoughts swirling in my mind. A sudden sound broke the silence, pulling my attention towards the door where Elijah appeared. And that's when the realization hit me like a ton of bricks, I was in a hospital. Memories flooded back, the rush of preparing for my wedding day halted by a searing pain that had robbed me of consciousness. As Elijah settled into the chair beside me, a mix of relief and anxiety washed over me like a tidal wave. My thoughts raced, consumed by the well-being of my unborn child. Is she safe? Did I lose the pregnancy? The uncertainty was suffocating, a heavy weight pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe. At that moment, all I could do was cling to hope, a fragile lifeline amid the unknown. Elijah's presence offered a sliver of comfort in the sea of worry that threatened to
Elijah’s POV“Yes, I do,” I said with a smile on my face as the priest blessed our union, and a wave of fulfillment washed over me. Earlier doubts had clouded my mind, but in that hospital room, everything felt right. I turned to Jenny, her bright smile lighting up the room. Seeing her happiness and knowing our baby was safe filled me with a sense of peace. At that moment, all that mattered was our little family.Despite our marriage not being founded on romantic love, I couldn't shake the feeling that Jenny and I would make great parents together. The shared joy of welcoming our child into the world overshadowed any doubts lingering in my mind. It was a new chapter, a fresh start filled with hope and possibilities.However, amidst the joy, my thoughts drifted to Vanessa. I couldn't help but wonder about the path not taken, the life that could have been if she had accepted my proposal. But I quickly pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the present moment with Jenny and our baby. T
Jenny’s POVAs Elijah carried me to his room, I couldn't help but feel a rush of surprise and confusion swirling inside me. Our marriage wasn't built on love, but rather on circumstances beyond our control. I had expected him to take me to my room, a clear boundary between us, a reminder of the reality of our situation. Yet, here we were, in his room, a place that suddenly felt unfamiliar and intimate.I watched him move with purpose, his strong arms supporting me, his eyes focused on ensuring my safety. Was this a gesture of care mandated by the doctor's instructions, a practical decision for the sake of our unborn child? Or was there something more beneath the surface, a hint of tenderness in his actions that I dared not acknowledge?As we entered his room, I couldn't help but notice the subtle details that painted a picture of the man I had married. The neatly arranged books on the shelf, the soft glow of the bedside lamp, the faint scent of his cologne lingering in the air. It was
Elijah’s POVI sat on my throne, one arm propped up on my chin, the other casually resting on the chair's arm. The weight of the upcoming ceremony and its significance hung heavy in the air. Summoning Jacob was crucial, we needed to plan every detail meticulously.The decision to host a grand ceremony to announce my marriage to Jenny and our upcoming bundle of joy wasn't something I had envisioned earlier. However, Jenny's recent health scare had shifted my perspective. I wanted to lift her spirits and celebrate our union in a grand way.As Jacob entered, I could see the curiosity in his eyes. I began explaining my vision for the ceremony, the joy of sharing our news with everyone. The thought of seeing Jenny's face light up with happiness at the celebration warmed my heart. It was a chance to show her how much she meant to me and how grateful I was for her presence in my life.“Thats a very good idea my lord, but permit me to ask. Why d
Elijah’s mother's POVI stood there, frozen in shock, as my son's words echoed in my ears. How could he defy me by choosing to marry Jenny, someone he knew I disapproved of? The mere thought of Jenny becoming the pack Luna, a position above mine, sent a surge of anger through me. I had always been there for my son, protecting him, and now he is giving way is rightfully mine to some commoner.“You won't dare Elijah!” I roared back at him like a wounded lion. “Oh, watch me mother” Elijah shot back at me.At that moment, a mix of disbelief and determination flooded my mind. This was not how it was supposed to be. I had to act swiftly to prevent this nightmare from becoming a reality. I couldn't let Jenny take a role that rightfully belonged to me, not after all I had done for my son and the pack.As I grappled with the whirlwind of emotions, a fierce resolve took hold of me. I knew deep down that I would stop at nothing to thwart
Jenny’s POVI sank into the warm embrace of the bathtub, the soothing bubbles enveloping me like a comforting hug. The events of the past few days had left me drained, both physically and emotionally. Elijah's words echoed in my mind, a reminder of the dangers that lurked outside these walls, dangers that seemed to be embodied by his mother.As the warm water caressed my skin, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach. Elijah's warning to never venture out without guards rang in my ears, a stark reminder of the threat that loomed over me. The realization that I was now confined to Elijah's room, a gilded cage of protection, only served to highlight the gravity of the situation.Thoughts swirled in my mind, a whirlwind of uncertainty and fear. Was this to be my life now, constantly looking over my shoulder, living in the shadow of potential danger? The weight of the unknown pressed down on me, a heavy burden that seemed to grow with each passi
Chapter 169Jenny’s POVI stood at the doorway, torn between the growling hunger in my stomach and Elijah's strict instructions to stay put. He had emphasized the need for security, especially in the palace where danger could lurk around any corner. The absence of the guard and Miranda, my trusted maid, only added to my dilemma.As I waited for Miranda, the minutes stretched into an eternity, each passing second amplifying my hunger. The silence of the palace felt suffocating, a stark reminder of my isolation in this vast, echoing space. The weight of Elijah's concern for my safety pressed down on me, a heavy cloak of protection that sometimes felt more like confinement.My thoughts swirled in a chaotic dance of hunger and duty. The tantalizing aroma of food wafting from the kitchen beckoned me, tempting me to risk a quick trip for sustenance. Yet, the memory of Elijah's stern warning echoed in my mind, a reminder of the risks that lurked beyond the palace walls.I rubbed my swollen b
Vanessa’s POV"Dan, come here!" I called out to my son, his laughter filling the room as he darted around, full of energy. I was supposed to get him ready for the ceremony, but like any child, he was proving to be quite stubborn. “Oh, Dan if I catch you” I called his name again, hoping he would listen, and to my surprise, he ran towards the door, giggling mischievously.Just as I was about to catch him, Dante, my husband, appeared and scooped Dan up from behind, lifting him effortlessly. Dante's entrance into the room, carrying our son as they played together, brought a sense of joy and relief to the chaotic moment.“Please bring that naughty boy here,” I said as I sat on the floor trying to catch my breath after the whirlwind of chasing Dan around.“No, we don't want to wear your clothes” Dante replied jokingly, I couldn't help but smile at the sight before me. Seeing Dante and Dan together, their laughter harmonizing in the air, filled my heart with warmth and gratitude.At that mo
Dante’s POV“Vanessa please stay with me, please” I pleaded with tears rolling down my eyes, I felt like it was my fault. “Will be at the hospital soon, I promise” I said as I quickly scooped Vanessa up from the floor, her body limp and blood staining her clothes. As I hurried towards the exit, my heart raced with fear and urgency. The sight of my headguard approaching filled me with a mix of relief and dread. Without hesitation, he took Vanessa from my arms, his swift actions matching the gravity of the situation.Together, we rushed back to the safety of the pack, every step feeling like a battle against time. Vanessa's pale face haunted me, her breaths were shallow and it was as if life is been sucked out of her. The journey to the hospital was a blur of motion and anxiety, the world around me reduced to a backdrop of worry and fear.“What happened to her?” the doctor asked just as we arrived at the hospital.“No time for questions doctor, please save my wife” When the doctor noti
Vanessa’s POV“I am not sorry Evelyn, you deserve everything you have, I won't let you come for my child and go Scot free,” I said as I stood over her lifeless body on the floor, the forest felt heavy with the weight of what had transpired. Evelyn's once vibrant spirit is now gone. Despite the finality of the moment, an unexpected calm settled within me, replacing the expected waves of remorse. Our relationship had weathered many storms, filled with moments of love, hurt, forgiveness, and betrayal.I recalled the countless times I had forgiven Evelyn for her actions, always finding a way to mend our fractured bond. But this time, it was different. When she dared to threaten my child, a line was crossed that shattered any remaining semblance of forgiveness. The fierce protectiveness I felt for my child surged within me, overpowering any lingering compassion for Evelyn.As I gazed down at her lifeless form, a mix of conflicting emotions churned within me. The love I once held for her b
Dante’s POVA surge of adrenaline shot through me. This was our moment, our cue to strike. With a swift signal to my men, we pounced on the witches. Their faces twisted in surprise and confusion, a stark contrast to their usual air of confidence. They never saw it coming, never anticipated our ambush. The tables had turned, and it was our turn to seize control of the situation.As we advanced, the clash of swords and powers filled the air with tension. Spells and curses flew amidst the chaos, a cacophony of magic and might. I could feel the weight of responsibility pressing down on me, urging me forward, urging me to fight with all I had. Every move, every strike, was fueled by a potent mix of loyalty and defiance.As I watched my men engage in combat, a surge of pride welled up within me. The witches' powers proved no match for our united strength. The shimmering bracelet seemed to be working its magic, enhancing our abilities in the heat of battle. Yet, amidst the chaos, my focus sh
Evelyn’s POVI crept through the corridors of the palace with Lilian, our footsteps silent as whispers in the empty halls. The usual bustle and chatter were conspicuously absent, leaving an eerie silence that sent shivers down my spine. The air felt heavy with anticipation, a foreboding sense of the unknown hanging over us like a dark cloud.Lilian and I exchanged a glance, our eyes mirroring the confusion and concern that gnawed at our thoughts. Where had everyone disappeared to? The emptiness of the palace was unsettling, a stark deviation from its usual lively atmosphere. The absence of guards and servants only deepened the mystery, fueling my growing unease.“Where is everyone?” I asked Lilian, my voice almost like a whisper.“I don't know…. Let's check Dante’s room” Lilian suggested and with a shared understanding, we wordlessly agreed to press on, our mission clear despite the unsettling circumstances. Willow's orders loomed in our minds, she had asked me and Lilian to head to
Vanessa’s POVMy heart was racing as I dashed into the room, knowing that time was slipping away, and the witches could strike at any moment. My main concern was my child's safety, so I had to get him to Elijah's pack where I knew he'd be protected. When I entered the room, I saw him happily playing with Aphrodite. The tension in the air was palpable, and Aphrodite seemed to sense it too, jumping up as soon as she saw me, ready to act."You're going with Dan right now," I instructed, and without hesitation, she started gathering their things, understanding the seriousness of the situation without needing to ask questions. It was a moment of swift action and intense emotions, but I knew I had to keep a clear head to ensure my child's safety.“What about you?” Aphrodite asked when she was done parking,“Dante needs me, let's go,” I said to Aphrodite as I quickly carried Dan and headed downstairs with Aphrodite behind me.“I wasn't able to inform Elijah that you would be coming but imme
Dante's POVI sat in my office, surrounded by the chaos of my thoughts. It had been days since I initiated the search for the werewolf marked by the crescent moon. Deep down, I held onto the belief that this individual held the key to saving my pack from the impending threat posed by the witches. Despite our strength as Lycans, we were no match for an army of enraged witches. Finding the bearer of the crescent moon was crucial, but the challenge lay in not knowing where to even begin this daunting task. My search party wasn't yeiding any result.“Find the bearer of the cresent moon” The elder's words echoed in my mind, indicating that this person belonged to another pack, which is making it hard to find them, because they are many packs and I don't know where to start from.As I pondered my next move, a mix of frustration and determination knotted within me. The weight of responsibility for my pack's safety pressed heavily on my shoulders, urging me to push forward despite the uncert
Willow's POVAs I sat there in my room my eyes fixed on the intricate map of Dante Palace spread out before me. Each detail, each building, and each hidden passage was meticulously studied. The weight of responsibility pressing down on my shoulders, knowing that our success hinged on the perfection of this plan. The silence of the room was broken only by the sound of flipping pages and the occasional creak of the old floorboards beneath my feet. The urgency of the situation fueled my determination. We had to strike swiftly, without a hint of our impending attack. I knew Dante wasn't a fool, he knows that we are going to attack but what he doesn't know is when we were going to attack.Suddenly I heard a knock on the door and with a deep breath, I folded the map, tucking it safely into my pocket. "Come in," I said to the person at the other side of the door."Not expecting you," I said as the door swung open, revealing Evelyn standing there, sweat glistening on her skin, a silent testa
Dante’s POV“Are you okay?” I asked Vanessa, the look on her face showed that she was surprised about the color change also.“Yes….I mean I feel fine….maybe it….”Suddenly I heard a knock on the door “Who is that” I asked “My Lord” I heard the voice of my head guard “there is something you need to see”“Not right now.… I am busy” I replied my attention fixed on the white strand of hair. “I am sorry my lord, but this can't wait” he replied plainly.“Go….I am fine” Vanessa said with a smile on her face.“Are you sure?” I asked and she nodded positively, I kissed her on the chin before leaving.“This better be important,” I said as I trailed my head guard, my mind racing with anticipation. I was certain whatever he had to show me was connected to the witches, the ongoing challenge that had consumed our attention for weeks. But I knew I couldn't give up because the safety of Vanessa and my son, now part of the pack, was paramount. I knew I had to do whatever it took to shield them from