Vanessa’s POVI sat on the bed, my body tense with fear and uncertainty. The darkness behind the blindfold enveloped me, leaving me disoriented and vulnerable. My hands were tightly bound, restricting my movements and reminding me of my captivity. It felt like an eternity since I had been forcefully taken from the safety of the palace, and the absence of any explanations only deepened my apprehension.As I sat in silence, straining my ears for any sign of approaching footsteps or voices, a familiar scent wafted through the air. It danced around me, teasing my senses with its familiarity. My heightened sense of smell, a side effect of my pregnancy, seemed to amplify its presence. It was as if my wolf, my inner instinct, had awakened, urging me to pay attention.Confusion mingled with curiosity as I tried to place the scent. It was elusive, yet undeniably connected to someone I knew. My mind raced, sifting through memories and faces, desperately tr
Elijah’s POV“I don’t know if it’s a good decision to keep it from Dante, if Drake were to succeed he would make us an enemy of his” Jacob's advice, I told him I wanted to keep Drake’s plan from Dante but he thinks it’s a bad idea.“I know, I just don’t want to get involved with the game of politics,” I replied stating my reason for wanting to do so.“You are an Alpha Elijah, you can’t hide from politics” Jacob said calmly Just as I was deep in conversation with my beta, Mirabella, Vanessa's maid, burst into the room, her breath coming in quick gasps. My heart raced as I wondered what could have possibly happened. A myriad of thoughts flooded my mind, each one more alarming than the last. Was Vanessa in labor? Was she okay?"What's happened?" I blurted out, barely able to contain my concern. Mirabella was panting so heavily that she struggled to catch her breath, making it difficult for her to speak. I watched anxiously as she tried to compose herself, her eyes wide with urgency.Fin
Elijah’s POVAs I settled on my throne, the room was filled with an air of anticipation. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows against the opulent walls, adding an aura of mystery to the scene. The soft rustle of silk echoed through the chamber as I adjusted my position, waiting for Drake's arrival.The weight of countless pleas hung heavy in the air. I had implored Drake to meet with me, desperate to learn more about Vanessa's fate. He had set a condition, demanding my allegiance in the fight against Dante as a prerequisite for Vanessa's release. But since then, silence had enveloped our communication, leaving me with an unsettling sense of uncertainty.I couldn’t help but wonder what was Drake's true motive behind this meeting. Was it a glimmer of hope, a chance to reunite with Vanessa, or a trap waiting to ensnare me?As I sat there, the weight of Vanessa's absence bore down on me, casting a shadow over my thoughts. I couldn't help but imagine the fear and uncertainty she
Drake’s POVAs I left Elijah's palace, my heart raced with a mix of anticipation and caution. I knew I couldn't trust him, not completely. He had his agenda, and I couldn't let him interfere with my plan he might try to save Vanessa. Every step I took, I made sure to be mindful of any prying eyes, any potential spies that Elijah might have sent.When I finally arrived at the place where I had kept Vanessa hidden away, a surge of emotions washed over me. I had been away for what felt like an eternity, and I couldn't help but worry about what she had endured in my absence. Although I don’t care about Vanessa I feel like I still have a soft spot for her but I won’t allow it to interfere with my mission. I am going to get to the throne at all cost I don’t care who falls along the way. As I entered her room, I saw her sitting on the bed, her eyes swollen from what seemed like endless tears.The distasteful look she gave me pierced through my
Drake’s POVAs I swung the door open, my heart sank at the sight of Evelyn. She was sitting on the floor, her legs pulled close to her chest, and her pale face showed signs of tears. It was clear that she had been crying. The moment our eyes met, anger flashed in her eyes, and she rushed towards me in a fit of rage. Without warning, her hand connected with my cheek in a sharp slap.But despite the sting, I remained unfazed. I understood the pain she was going through, and the grief that consumed her after losing our child. It weighed heavily on my conscience, knowing that she blamed me for the loss. She believed that my rejection of the pregnancy was the cause, and in some ways, I couldn't help but feel guilty.“You bastard! I hate you!” Evelyn yelled angrily at me, In that moment, as her anger poured out, I stood there, feeling a mix of remorse and regret. I knew deep down that turning away from the pregnancy had been a mistake, a decision made in haste and fear. The timing felt wron
Drake’s POV“Let’s get to work,” I said as I stood at the outskirts of the pack, surrounded by a gathering of Alphas who had pledged their support. Alpha Jake and Alpha Phil stood beside me, their presence offering a sense of reassurance amidst the tension that hung in the air. However, the absence of Alpha Elijah struck me as a surprise. I had expected him to be here, knowing the stakes involved and the potential harm that could befall Vanessa if he didn't show. But he sent his beta and some of his men to aid me, this wasn’t what I was expecting though.Pushing aside my thoughts and the lingering worry about Elijah's absence, I focused on the task at hand. The weight of responsibility settled upon my shoulders, a heavy burden that I willingly bore. This gathering marked a turning point, a pivotal moment that would determine the course of our future.Emotions swirled within me, a potent mix of determination, anxiety, and a fierce determination to protect what I held dear. “My lord we
Dante’s POVI sat in my office, exhaustion weighing heavy on my shoulders. The relentless search for the witches who threatened the safety of my pack had consumed my every waking moment. It felt like an endless battle, but I refused to give up.As I sifted through the evidence, my heart raced with a mix of determination and frustration. The witches' spies, caught within the pack, remained tight-lipped about their leader's identity. It was a maddening puzzle, but I knew I had to keep pushing forward.Every lead I followed brought me closer to the truth, but it seemed like the witches were always one step ahead. The chase was relentless, like a never-ending dance between predator and prey. Yet, I was determined to be the victor in this dangerous game.Thoughts swirled within me, a tempest of emotions. Frustration gnawed at my patience, threatening to consume me. But I refused to let it overpower my resolve. I had a responsibility to my pack, a duty to protect them from the witches' male
Drake’s POVAs I stood there, surrounded by Dante's and Elijah's men, a sense of dread washed over me. The weight of the situation pressed down on my shoulders, but I knew deep down that surrender was not an option. I couldn't bear the thought of looking my brother in the eyes, let alone submitting to him. And as for Elijah, his betrayal cut deep, especially knowing that Vanessa, someone he held dear, is still with me.In that pivotal moment, I realized that escape was my only chance. The odds were stacked against me, outnumbered and outmatched, but I couldn't let fear dictate my actions. I had to stay true to my plan, regardless of the risks. Every fiber of my being screamed for me to fight, to find a way out of this predicament.My thoughts raced, a whirlwind of determination and desperation. I knew that my survival depended on my ability to outsmart and outmaneuver my adversaries. With a calculated mind, I scanned the surroundings, searching for any possible advantage, any opening
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