ERIC’S POV.
It was the day I was planning to get engaged to the person I knew obviously nothing about—
It was all the fault of my father—
He had planned it with my prospective bride’s father—so it was just my plan to make her my queen and nothing else.
Her role in my life was just to provide me with children and also become a good queen to the people...
It was almost time for the party to begin, but where was she?
I felt annoyed about her lateness to her engagement ceremony, as it seemed like I was the only one it was important to.
Still lost in thoughts, I got the news that they were here already.
Quickly, I walked out to welcome them since it was a tradition in my groove.
I waited patiently at the door till I sighted them from afar, but still—I didn’t see my mate.
I had gotten the news that her father wouldn’t be coming to the ceremony since he wasn’t around for the main time—but suddenly I sighted her—
She was carrying a box of gifts as she walked towards the venue, struggling with the box.
My eyes widened in shock, and I began to wonder if she wasn’t the supposed daughter of an Alpha.
I was confused, but her dressing made it very obvious that she was the one getting engaged that night!
Her gaze locked with that of mine, and I could guess that she didn’t know I was the one until I called on to her.
“Sandra!” I called loudly, the moment she walked past me making her halt abruptly.
I beckoned on my guard to help her out with the box, and that was when she turned and sighted me...
“Yes,” She answered and took slow strides towards me when I felt it.
There was this strange scent I got from her the moment she came walking towards me—making me dumbstruck.
“Why....” She trailed off with widened eyes, but it seemed to me that she has gotten a hint of what was happening.
The scent became stronger the moment she told wow strides towards me, and I was sure that I saw a sly smile form on her lips.
Then I began to pray that it wasn’t what I was thinking!
She suddenly came towards me and touched my hands, and I felt it—the sparks of electricity...
My eyes widened in shock the moment I discovered that it was exactly what I was thinking—
She was my mate!
I became weak, and I wondered silently about the kind of mistake the moon goddess did to make her mate....
It was not a happy moment for me, and I felt disgusted the moment I saw a happy smile on her face.
“I think you’re the Lycan King right?” She asked with a smile on her face— a smile I so much found annoying.
“Yes,” I replied her, staring at her blankly.
“Funny enough how my mate turned out to be my unknown husband—I feel so excited,” She said excitedly, as the excitement could be heard in her voice.
I felt irritated and all I wanted to do then was to push her away from me—but I just needed to control myself.
“You aren’t my mate,” I stared firmly with a cold expression that managed to keep her mute.
“What?” This was all she managed to say...
“Yes—you aren’t my mate and you can never be mine,” I spat angrily and turned to walk inside the hall for the ceremony to begin when I halted again.
Turning around, I saw her staring into space—as I figured out that she might have found it difficult to believe what just happened.
“I...Eric Axel, The Lycan King of the Lycan groove rejects you....” I was saying when she rushed towards me and held me tightly, tears dropping out from her eyes.
“Please don’t do this,” She cried painfully, but my mid was made up.
“Sandra Mackenzie as my mate,” I said coldly, as I watched her shoulders drop in defeat.
Her tears were already stained on her cheeks—but I refused to let emotions get the best of me.
It was painful for her which I could understand, but I couldn’t bring myself to accept a weak mate—
Seeing her doing a job meant for the maids turned me off, but she might not just understand it—so it would just be better if we just get married without any feelings attached.
That was just the best way for me to cope with her!
“But why do you hate me this much even if this is our first encounter together?” She asked me but I chuckled loudly.
I really didn’t know what to tell her, but the thing I wanted to get over with that instant was the engagement ceremony—so I faced her with a blank look.
“Let’s get this engagement over with,” I said and walked inside the venue—leaving her in the world of her thoughts.
There was absolutely nothing I wished for that moment except that I just wanted to get the engagement party over with—
After staying for minutes, I decided to look out for her so we could begin the party when I sighted her walking into the hall with smiles over her face.
I was taken aback for a while and began to wonder if it wasn’t the lady I just rejected a while back—
Her smiles looked real, but when I knew it was all a facade was when she glared at me expressionlessly when our eyes locked together.
“Its time,” The speaker said, and everyone stood together—
“Let’s invite the soon-to-be couples to the stage,” He said, and I breathed deeply—
I knew deep down that it wasn’t going to be easy to keep up a facade—but I just wanted to do it that night.
She glanced at me, and breathed deeply while I walked towards her and held her hand—that strange feeling of something electrifying came again—and I quickly released her hand.
“What,” I heard her mutter as she stared at a certain direction—
ERIC’S POV. I quickly followed Sandra’s gaze and met a shocker....There were many gifts as people kept on saying how much they loved and wished that our relationship lasts forever.....I was shocked to my bone marrows and also noticed that she was staring at me weirdly.“Still wanna go ahead with the rejection,” She muttered in my left ear, and I glanced at her with a look of ‘nothing is ever going to make me change my mind,’She sighed and faced her front—but then, my wolf was the issue now!It was still feeling the mate bond, as it kept on disturbing me about it. “She’s your mate! Accept it Eric,” It said, and I frowned deeply as I tried my best to control my fury that instant. “Leave me alone,” I muttered to myself quietly, making sure no one suspected what was going on that moment. Still, my wolf didn’t want to calm down confusing me the more!I knew instantly that it was because she hasn’t acknowledged the rejection yet, that’s why my wolf was still feeling the mate bond. A
SANDRA’S POV. “Mum,” I called her and she turned around excitedly, flashing me a beautiful smile. That was the least I could do for this grumpy fellow that called himself my husband. I was sure that I saw him breath in relief, but still—he didn’t even thank me when it was very obvious that he was grateful. “My daughter,” His mum said, and held my hand—pulling me out along with her. She loved me, and it was very evident in her eyes making me excited. She was the only one that I could vouch for loved me in that groove—because I noticed some weird look on the faces of other people when they saw me. But still—I heard my mother-in-law say “You’re the best bride for my son,” She said, making me turn to have a look at her shockingly. “You think I’m the best bride for Eric?” I asked with a creased brow and she chuckled slightly. “I know that you are,” She said, making me slightly emotional. I engulfed her in a tight hug, as my mind drifted to what happened at the engagement ceremony
SANDRA’S POV. It was painful!I was broken and hurt!How could he just act like nothing happened?“We both had sex and he left me like that, after shooting me a cold glare?” I wondered in surprise before hissing slightly. I had a little hope left in me after we had sex but everything disappeared as soon as he exhibited his character. I became hopeless once again!“Why?” I just couldn’t help but ask myself....His act just destroyed my hope of rekindling our relationship, and make him fall in love with me. But then—it wasn’t possible!There was no way that I’ll be comfortable in a house like that, and I suddenly got an Idea. The thought of running away!That was the only thing that bothered me that instant—as I became confused on how I’d run away without anyone noticing anything. “Where would I go?”“Who do I know?” “How do I escape?”These were the only questions that bothered me deeply, and still—I couldn’t find any answers to this...The only thing I knew was that I just had
SANDRA POV"Congratulations, ma'am! You're having twins." Another nurse who was watching me cheered, confirming the words that were already ringing inside my ears.She kept talking, but her words slowly faded as my breath hitched.My vision began to blur, and my head started aching."Ma'am, are you okay?" she asked as her hands found their way to my arm.But my mind had left my body. The big question popped into my head.How could I be pregnant? It was not even possible.And then my eyes flickered with realization.That night with Eric— that was the only explanation I could give myself because he was the only man I had ever been intimate with."What am I going to do?" I gritted my teeth in pain as my hand grabbed my shirt."Calm down, miss," the nurse urged with a smile.After I left the hospital, I went back home to Claire's house. She was my best friend, and I was really grateful she didn't abandon me at a time like this.As the door clicked open, Claire pulled me into a hug as she
SANDRA POV"Dad..." My hands quickly moved to muffle the sound inside his mouth before he could speak another word.I could feel all eyes on me, but I didn’t dare raise my gaze to them. Thankfully, my back was to Eric, so he couldn't see my face."Keep it down, Hayden. That's not your dad, okay?" I hushed him, and his shoulders slumped. His lips parted, ready to argue, but I stepped in quickly."Sweetheart, that's not your dad. Why don't you stay here and be a good boy while Mommy goes to get you some ice cream?"Hayden nodded, and I sighed in relief. I was glad that problem was solved.I turned over to get the order. My throat felt dry, and my legs started to feel heavy because I could feel his gaze burning into my back—or was I just overthinking?"I'll take a—""Isn't that your kid going over to another table?"Granny, the owner of the diner, strained her eyes, and my heart sank. That boy wouldn’t.All the words I wanted to say left my throat instantly when I saw Hayden sneaking up
SANDRA'S POVI couldn't believe Mrs. Axel, my former mother-in-law, was here.How did she find me? It was obvious that Eric had run his mouth, and now she was here."My child, how have you been all these years?" she asked, the emotions dripping from her voice.I thought she was going to scold me for running away all these years, but she didn't. Rather, she looked really happy to see me."I've... I've been fine..." I stuttered as I felt tears filling up my eyes.Never in my wildest imagination did I ever think that I would see her because when I left, I swore I was never coming back."You unfilial child, won't you hug your mother?" Mrs. Axel broke into tears, and I quickly hugged her.Being with her made me a little bit at ease because a lot of things were not making sense to me. But the moment her hand wrapped around my body, I felt like a heavy burden had been lifted from my shoulders."I missed you so much," I said softly, not even knowing when the words slipped out."If you missed
Sandra's POV"He didn’t tell me exactly, but I knew he was. No matter how many times I tried to set him up with another lady, he would always come up with excuses," Mrs. Axel clicked her tongue.For some reason, my heart dropped. "You tried to set him up with other ladies?" I asked curiously."That was because I was testing him, but he wouldn't dare admit he was missing you," Mrs. Axel shook her head."Honestly, we both thought something must have happened to you and you died because after searching for so long, there was no news."My heart ached just thinking about how she must have felt, but that didn't stop me from wondering if what she said was true or if she was just bluffing. If there was something I knew about Mrs. Axel, it was that she had a very creative imagination.I didn't want to get my hopes up.Then I slapped myself inwardly. Why would I be getting my hopes up? There was no future between Eric and me then, or even now."I'm really sorry, Mother, but with everything that
Sandra's POVI noticed the woman by his side was Susan, and I couldn't help but frown. The moment she caught sight of me, her smile faltered for a moment.I couldn't tell if it was shock or something else."My goodness, Sandra, is that you?" she mumbled, her eyes filled with a stern gaze as if she was unwilling to believe what was already standing in front of her eyes."Good day, Miss," I greeted warmly, trying not to sound too formal.When I ran away, I left that life behind, so what was the point of reminiscing about the past?Clarie noticed something was off as we both dropped to her side. She leaned in closely, her voice coming in a soft whisper."What's up? Are you okay?"I nodded, taking a deep breath. I let Clarie handle the discussion with Eric. I didn't want to get involved, and I made sure to keep our conversation as brief as possible."Thank you so much for your time," Clarie said as we both stood up.The meeting had been finalized, and he offered to give us the contract. I
Sandra’s POVThe weight of everything had been crushing me for weeks. I didn’t need to sit with it to feel it anymore; the pressure was always there, lurking behind every conversation, every glance. But there was something about the silence that had settled over me that day, a calm before a storm. I realized something in that silence: I was tired of feeling like a victim in my own life.I could have fallen deeper, letting Susan win. I could have let her bitterness, and her manipulations pull me into a world where I was constantly battling shadows. But I wasn’t that woman anymore. At least, I wasn’t going to be.I’d spent the last few days spiraling, questioning myself, wondering if maybe this was my fault. But something in me snapped back into focus. I wasn’t just a pawn in this twisted game. And I certainly wasn’t going to let Susan or anyone else turn me into one.It started with something small, almost unnoticeable at first. I stopped pretending. I stopped pretending to be okay
Sandra’s POVThe weight of everything had been crushing me for weeks. I didn’t need to sit with it to feel it anymore; the pressure was always there, lurking behind every conversation, every glance. But there was something about the silence that had settled over me that day, a calm before a storm. I realized something in that silence: I was tired of feeling like a victim in my own life.I could have fallen deeper, letting Susan win. I could have let her bitterness, and her manipulations pull me into a world where I was constantly battling shadows. But I wasn’t that woman anymore. At least, I wasn’t going to be.I’d spent the last few days spiraling, questioning myself, wondering if maybe this was my fault. But something in me snapped back into focus. I wasn’t just a pawn in this twisted game. And I certainly wasn’t going to let Susan or anyone else turn me into one.It started with something small, almost unnoticeable at first. I stopped pretending. I stopped pretending to be okay
Sandra’s POVI knew something was off the moment I woke up that morning.There wasn’t a sound. Not the usual distant hum of the city or even birds chirping like they usually did outside our window. Just stillness. Thick, almost eerie silence. I sat up slowly, scanning the room like something or someone was waiting to jump out at me.But it was just the quiet.I shook it off and padded into the kitchen, where Eric was already making coffee. He smiled when he saw me, and for a moment, things felt normal again. “Did you sleep okay?” he asked, sliding a mug toward me.I nodded, even though I hadn’t. My dreams had been cluttered again fragments of Susan’s face, distorted in anger, floating in and out of memory. Whispers I couldn’t place. Things I couldn’t unsee. And that strange feeling of being watched.“I’m fine,” I lied, taking a sip.The taste was familiar, warm, and comforting but it did nothing for the weight pressing on my chest.The day didn’t get any better.By noon, I got the fi
Susan’s POVThey said justice had spoken. That truth had won. That the monster had been unmasked.But I wasn’t dead.Not even close.A dirty secret. A mistake no one wanted to claim.And that was what hurt the most.Like I was nothing more than a shadow they accidentally stood next to once.I could still feel the sting in my chest, that slow burn of humiliation that refused to fade. It had settled deep, becoming a part of me. I remembered how they used to sit in my home, in the very living room I decorated with so much love, laughing at the stories I told. They made toasts. They danced. They claimed we were family. That we were connected by more than blood or history—we were connected by loyalty.But now?Now those same people could barely meet my eyes. Now, when I walked into a room, they shifted in their seats, cleared their throats awkwardly, avoided saying my name altogether. As if by not acknowledging me, they could pretend their hands were clean. That they hadn’t once benefit
Sandra’s POVAnother meeting.This wasn’t the first meeting, and it probably wouldn’t be the last, but it was the third since everything came to light. Since the lies unraveled. Since the truth had been dragged out into the open like an old, rotting corpse that had been hidden for far too long.And now, everyone wanted to act like they cared. Like they were shocked. Like they hadn’t known, or suspected, or played a part in letting it get this far. It was strange how quickly people could clean their hands and pretend they were never dirty.But me? I wasn’t pretending. I was just tired.Tired of being the girl who always had to be strong. Tired of being the one who people looked at with pity on their faces and questions in their eyes. Tired of fighting to be seen as more than just someone who survived.I wasn’t there to make anyone feel better. Not today.This meeting, just like the others, was meant to bring "closure." I stood by the door for a moment, just breathing. Taking it all in
Sandra’s POV The next day, there was another meeting. Another gathering of familiar faces that now felt foreign. Everyone was there because of the poisoning, the truth that had finally come to light. The elders spoke, one after the other, each with a different tone. Some spoke with regret, others with authority, and a few tried to find a middle ground, to balance what had happened with what was still left unsaid.But as they talked, I sat there, silent. Still.The words bounced off the walls, off their lips, and off me. I heard them, but I couldn’t feel them. Not the way they probably intended. They were trying to bring peace. Trying to restore order. Trying to act like what happened was something that could be wrapped up neatly and placed in the past. But I wasn’t there yet.Because peace wasn’t something you could summon with speeches.It wasn’t something that showed up just because the truth finally did.I looked around the room and saw faces I used to trust. Faces that had on
Sandra’s POV“Sandra?” His voice had broken the silence that had swallowed this room whole, the kind of silence that feels alive, like it’s watching you.My eyes locked onto his. First, confusion flashed across his face, but it didn’t last. The moment he saw what I was holding the folder pressed tight against my chest like a shield, his expression shifted.I couldn’t speak. My fingers were clenched around the file, and I hadn’t even realized how tightly I was holding it until the edge dug into my palm. I’d found it everything I wasn’t supposed to see. Everything she thought she’d buried.The proof.The documents, notes, photos... all carefully tucked away in the locked drawer of her desk, as if secrets couldn’t rot through wood. My whole body was trembling, but I didn’t let go. I couldn’t. Letting go would make it too real.Eric stepped into the room fully now, closing the door behind him with a soft click that still made me flinch. The room had felt too big just moments ago, like t
Sandra’s POVI started dressing for the day. I decided on my outfit choice from the long array of dresses on the hanger.I later settled for a light pink floral dress that had roses at the upper part.I matched it with a pink sandal Eric had bought for me on one of our shopping trips.I brushed my hair lightly and then braided it into a tight bun.I was ready, not only for the day but also for the judgmental stares of people in the castle. I was already used to it by now. And I mean no one would ever make me feel bad. I hadn't come this far to be trampled upon by anyone, not even Susan or Luke.I stepped out into the corridor holding my head up high. I could see from my vision the maids chattering.Their whispers didn’t stop; they’d been circling ever since the incident with the poisoned drinks. It wasn’t enough that Susan had been caught in the act. No, it wasn’t just the facts that mattered anymore. It was how easily they could twist the narrative to make me the villain.I wasn’t na
Sandra’s POVThe palace walls were too quiet this morning. A shift. A whisper. Like the whole house had turned its eyes on me.They think I poisoned them.Not openly, not yet, but the seed had been planted. Susan might have failed to kill anyone, but she’d succeeded in something worse: turning the court’s eyes on me.And the worst part?Mrs. Axel wasn’t even trying to hide her suspicion anymore.She didn’t look up when I stepped in.“Good morning,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.She didn’t answer right away. Just a single glance over the rim of her teacup.“You’re up early.”“I could say the same.”I crossed the room and stood opposite her. I didn’t sit. Not yet.Mrs. Axel finally set her teacup down and folded her hands in her lap, like a queen on a throne.“I imagine sleep was difficult, given last night’s… situation.”Situation.That’s what she was calling it. Not the attempt on my reputation. Not the fact that someone poisoned the royal wine to frame me. No. Just a situati