Chapter 50 - The North
"Andor, what are we looking at?" Harrion asked, his voice smooth yet sharp, as he leaned back in his chair, staring out the window of his office. He had already turned his attention to the Northern Region — another piece of the puzzle in his plan for domination.
“The North,” Andor replied on the other end of the phone, “is a wild card. Janoer has been quiet, maybe too quiet. He has got resources, strong borders, and some of the most disciplined warriors in the country. If he aligns with Maxton, that could change everything.”
Harrion’s lips curled into a smile. "But Janoer is a man of honor... And honor can be twisted."
Andor sighed. “Honor or not, you know the Northern Region does not bend easily. Janoer’s proud, but pride
Chapter 51 - The Northern KingThe convoy was led into the palace entrance, the tall and heavy doors closing behind them with a resounding thud. The inside resembled the atmosphere outside the palace, cold crispy white halls, yet warm and welcoming, a notable contrast to the harsh coldness of the outside atmosphere. The walls they passed by in the corridors and halls as they were led to the grand hall where King Jnaoer was waiting for his visitors were adorned with banners of the Northern Region, a symbol of their pride and strength.King Janoer awaited them in the grand hall, standing tall with his arms crossed over his chest. His advisors flanked him with their stern expressions, unwelcoming, cold — reflecting the chilly winds outside the palace. The tension heightened when Harrion entered, his eyes immediately locking onto King Janoer’s. The warm place suddenly felt c
Chapter 52 - Game MasterKing Janoer sat at the head of his council table, staring at the encrypted message flickering on the screen before him, it was a short reminder of their discussion, attached with images of people that belonged to the Northern Region, they stood in attention yet their eyes were void of souls, and their stiff body was gone of will. The white light of the cold Northern Region seeped through the large windows of the conference room, reflecting on the pale skinned faces of his advisors. He had to make a decision for his region, a crucial choice that would make the entire future of the Northern Region that was balancing on the edge of a knife.Lord Eryk, his closest and most trusted advisor, broke the tense silence. “Your Majesty, we can not delay this any longer. Harrion’s threat is real, and if we wait too long, the lives of the Northern people under
Chapter 53 - Initial Attack"Is this the limit of your power, Georgia?" Harrion's voice cut through the cold air like a whip, sharp and unforgiving. His eyes glinted with amusement as he watched her, sweat dripping from her brow, her muscles trembling from exhaustion. The training hall echoed with the sound of her labored breathing, but Georgia remained steady, and enduring. She was exhausted but her body still moved on command, she would only stop when she was ordered to stop, until then, she would have to persist… unless her body collapsed."Again," Harrion commanded, his voice holding no mercy.Georgia obeyed without question, she moved swiftly and lunged toward her latest opponent, one of Harrion’s elite soldiers, her silver edged sword slicing through the air with lethal precision. The soldier was fast, but Georgia was
Chapter 54 - Ambush Georgia"Is she even still human?" Andor’s voice broke the stillness of the chamber as he stood near the window, looking out at the cold, starless night. His breath clouded the glass as he leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "You keep pushing her. One day, she might push back."Harrion sat at the head of the long, dark mahogany table, sipping from a glass of wine. He tilted his head slightly, letting Andor’s words linger in the air before responding. His lips curled into a subtle smirk. "Andor, she is nothing more than a weapon. A finely tuned, deadly weapon. Georgia has no will of her own, no spark of rebellion left. She exists to serve my commands. Nothing more."Andor straightened, his arms crossed over his chest as he turned away from the window. "You say that now, but what if you are wrong? Every day,
Chapter 55 - A Crucial Choice“They’re coming.”One of the soldiers ducked down after uttering those words that hung like a heavy omen — a warning of what was about to come. Hidden in the dense woods, the soldiers composed of both the remaining troops of Maxton and soldiers from King Regulus of the South shifted uneasily as the battle was about to commence in the next few minutes — a battle that would determine the outcome of a bigger war when the time comes. The thick foliage around them provided cover, but it would not be long before they were in the heat of battle. Maxton tightened his grip on his sword, feeling the pulse of the forest around him. Several of them had already shifted to their wolf form, whichever they were more comfortable fighting. But for Maxton, he could not completely trust his wolf in this fight because for his wolf, being a King
Chapter 56 - On Her KneesThe sound of clashing swords, and growls, and snarls, and howls of pain echoed through the forest, mingling with the desperate cries of the Midnight Pack’s defenders.Tanner leaped into the fray, slamming his blade into the chest of a soldier from Georgia’s force with a brutal force that sent him crumpling to the ground. Blood splattered across Tanner’s face as he glanced around, catching sight of Georgia on the other side of the battlefield. She was a force of destruction, her sword flashing through the air, pouring blood from every tear of flesh. She looked different, very different from the Georgia they had seen before in the Royal Tryst. The once thought to be blind, meek, and weak, and useless werewolf now stood with power, and feared for the destruction that she was casting upon those who were on her way.
Chapter 57 - His Resolve"Stop!" Maxton's voice thundered with raw desperation. But the deadly click of General Deimos' crossbow echoed across the battlefield. Time slowed, and Maxton’s heart pounded as he saw the arrow ready to be loosed straight into Georgia’s vulnerable back.No. Not like this.Georgia, wounded and struggling to stand, was seconds from her death. Deimos, driven by duty and the orders from King Regulus, was determined to carry out his duty, his finger moved and hovered at the trigger, aiming perfectly to hit a more vital area of Georgia’s back.But then, a streak of a wooden spear shot through the air — faster than Maxton could comprehend, and went flying towards General Deimos.Before the arrow could be released to Georgia, General Deimos' body jerked violently as the spear pierced the side of his neck, and blood came out from his lips. His eyes widened in shock, blood pouring from the wound, and his knees buckled beneath him. The crossbow slipped from his fingers,
Chapter 58 - Her ConfusionMaxton grunted when he hit the ground hard, the wind knocked out of him. Gasping for breath, he looked up to see Georgia standing, her hands trembling as she yanked the arrow from her back, blood pouring from the wound. But she did not falter. Her power surged around her like a storm, and despite her injuries, she still commanded fear."Retreat!" Georgia shouted, her voice carrying across the battlefield. Her soldiers, though battered and bloodied, obeyed immediately, pulling back from the village as they followed her into the shadows of the dark woods.As Maxton struggled to his feet, Tanner was already beside him, helping him stand.But as Georgia ran to the woods, she looked back and for a moment, she watched Maxton. Their eyes met, and neither of them spok
Chapter 108 - The HeirGeorgia’s breaths were uneven and beads of sweat glistened on her brow and her face was contorted with pain and exhaustion. The midwife calmly gave quiet instructions to her as she worked to support her deliver the baby. Maxton was at Georgia’s side, holding her hand, and it was evident in his face both awe and concern for his mate.“You’re doing incredible,” he whispered in her ears, reminding her that he was there for her. His hand gripped hers tightly, as she squeezed back, greeting her teeth as she listened to the midwife. But she managed to respond to him. Georgia managed a small smile through the haze of pain and exhaustion. “I’d like to see you try this and then call it ‘incredible,’” she retorted.Maxton chuckled, though his laughter was laced with nervous energy. “I would fail miserably. That’s why I’m right here, cheering you on.”The midwife glanced up. “It’s time, Your Majesty. One more push.”Georgia closed her eyes, summoning every ounce of streng
Chapter 107 - Coronation and Promises“Are you ready for this?” Maxton asked, his hand tightened slightly around Georgia’s as they stood behind the grand golden doors of the palace’s throne room.Georgia drew a slow breath, her fingers instinctively brushing against the fabric of her coronation gown. It was elegant, shimmering with fine threads of silver and gold, symbolizing her role as the bridge between strength and grace. She met Maxton’s gaze, her heart pounding beneath her ribs as she replied. “Ready or not, there’s no turning back now.”A faint smile tugged at his lips as looked at her with huge pride and affection. “You’ll be magnificent,” he said, his thumb gently brushing the back of her hand.The sound of the crowd beyond the doors grew louder, a mixture of excitement and anticipation filling the air. The Royal Master of Ceremonies stepped forward, nodding at Maxton and Georgia. “It’s time.”The doors swung open with a resonant creak, revealing the throne room, transformed
Chapter 106 - Proposing CoronationGeorgia’s bare feet touched the cool, trimmed grass of the palace gardens as the late afternoon sun cast golden light across the vibrant blooms. Her fingers brushed against the petal of a rose as she walked slowly beside Maxton.“Careful,” Maxton said softly, his hand instinctively moving to support her elbow when she stumbled with her still weak knees. His gaze never left her, he was concerned at her still recovering condition and with her carrying their child. However, despite his worries, he was supportive of her and never prevented her from venturing outside the safety and security of the manor. Today, they were in the palace as she craved for a new view and had been bored staying in the manor.“I’m fine,” Georgia replied with a faint smile, glancing up at him. “I need this.” She looked back at the path ahead which was an aisle of garden flowers.Maxton’s eyes flickered to her hand that instinctively brushed her abdomen, and his expression softe
Chapter 105 - Gifts and RosesGeorgia’s eyelids fluttered open as she moved her fingertips. Her body ached faintly, and the first thing she realized was the warmth of a hand clutching hers. She immediately realized that it was Maxton given the sudden rush of thrumming in their mate bond, making her feel more alive despite what she had gone through.“Georgia,” Maxton uttered, surprised at the sudden movement of her hand that he was holding. He leaned closer to see her with his filled with relief.She blinked, her throat dry, her lips parting as if to speak, but no sound came. Before she could try again, Maxton was already pressing a glass of water to her lips. “Here,” he murmured gently, tilting the glass just enough for her to sip.The cool water soothed her parched throat. “What happened?” she rasped with her voice weak still weak.“You were poisoned in the restaurant.” he said, “But you’re safe now and that’s all that matters.”She frowned slightly, trying to piece together fragment
Chapter 104 - MercyMaxton gripped the phone tightly as the voice on the other end confirmed what he had been waiting to hear for hours. “We’ve apprehended the suspect, Your Majesty. The perpetrator is being transported to the palace as we speak.”His jaw tightened as he exhaled in relief yet contained fury. “Bring them directly to the throne room. I want this handled swiftly.”“Yes, Your Majesty.”Maxton hung up, tossing the phone onto his desk. For Georgia. For their unborn child. For the stability of the kingdom. This would not be swept under the rug like some minor infraction, it would be a lesson, a warning to anyone foolish enough to challenge the Crown.“Tanner,” Maxton barked, his Beta standing at attention by the door.“Yes, Your Majesty?”“Prepare the throne room. I want this dealt with in a manner befitting the gravity of the crime. And make sure word spreads, let the public know justice is being served.”Tanner nodded sharply. “Right away.”~~~At the far end of the throne
Chapter 103 - A Unifying Statement From The CrownMaxton froze, at the news, his heart hammering in his chest and his emotions were a swirling mix of hurricane. He was happy, delighted to have a baby, an heir to the throne, but at the same time, he was hell worried about his mate and unborn child’s status."Pregnant?" The word barely left his lips, as he was in a mix of disbelief and shock. His hand instinctively gripped the back of the nearest chair, tightly until his knuckles were white. "She's pregnant?" he repeated, as if he could not believe what was happening.Dr. Reid nodded to confirm. "Yes, Your Majesty. We just confirmed it moments ago. It’s very early, around six weeks, I’d estimate."A cold wave of panic and anger surged through Maxton, his breath coming faster as his mind raced. "And the poison?" he demanded, trying to calm down."What about the poison? Is it harming her… or the baby?"Dr. Reid’s lips pressed into a thin line. "That’s what we are currently working to deter
Chapter 102 - Poisoned and PregnantThe sound of Maxton’s footsteps echoed in the long corridor outside the manor’s medical wing as he went back in to check on her. His jaw was clenched, and his hands were balled into fists at his sides. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Georgia, fragile, and pale, her body seizing uncontrollably in his arms. Maxton entered the room and did not bother to wait for the doctor to call him. “What’s happening now? Is she stable?”The doctor met Maxton’s panicked gaze. “She’s stable for now,” he said, pulling off his gloves. “But the situation is serious. There are clear signs of poisoning. We’re running more tests to determine the exact substance.”Maxton felt a cold rage settle over him, masking the fear that threatened to overwhelm his thoughts. “Poison,” he repeated. “How?”The doctor sighed, gesturing toward the room where Georgia lay unconscious. “Most likely ingested. Whatever it was, it acted slowly, giving us enough time to intervene. She is o
Chapter 101 - Blood and SeizureThe woman’s words hit Georgia like a thunderclap, reverberating in the pit of her stomach.“You think you deserve to sit there and pretend you’re one of us?” The woman’s voice carried over the stunned silence of the rooftop restaurant. “You’ll never be queen — never!”Maxton stepped forward with a rigid posture, shielding Georgia from the woman’s line of sight. “That’s enough,” he said firmly, but his voice only seemed to fuel her anger.“Don’t tell me what’s enough!” she shouted, her trembling hands now clenched into fists. Her face displayed a combination of grief and fury, while her eyes darted past him to Georgia. “You killed my husband! You took everything from me, and now you expect us to bow to you?” she snarled.Georgia’s breath caught, her chest tightening as if the air had been sucked from the terrace. She could not move, couldn’t speak. Her hands trembled in her lap, hidden under the table as she clung to the edge of her seat, frozen with the
Chapter 100 - Dinner & Accusations“Why do I feel like I am going to war?” Georgia muttered, tugging at the hem of her dress as she stood before the full length mirror. Her reflection stared back at her — a woman in a sleek, deep green dress that hugged her figure without being overly revealing. The gown was elegant and modest enough that she did not feel completely out of place, yet the way it highlighted her curves made her feel exposed in a way she was not used to. Her chest felt tight, her stomach twisting, and every part of her wanted to bolt back to the comfort of her chambers, but she stood there feeling foreign and unfamiliar at the girl staring back at her. “You look stunning,” Maxton complimented from behind, making her turn around to face him.She glanced toward the door, finding him leaning casually against the frame. His tailored shirt, left slightly unbuttoned at the collar, and dark slacks gave him an air of effortless sophistication. Yet it was not the clothing that c