JACKSON'S POV I stood by the window, watching the scene unfold. A grin spread across my face as I watched the guards drag Elise out of the car and into the palace.The sound of her sobs and the sight of her tear-streaked face sent a thrill of satisfaction through me. Everything had gone according to plan, and now she was right where she belonged—under my control. Soon enough, I heard a knock on my door. I knew it was them. "Bring her in," I commanded. The guards complied. They opened the door, shoving her forward until she stumbled and fell to her knees at my feet. I looked down at her, enjoying how vulnerable she looked. She was a mess— her eyes were puffy from crying, her hair was disheveled, her body wracked with sobs and her clothes were torn from the rough handling. It was a beautiful sight."Leave us," I ordered the guards, waving them away. "Prepare for her arrival." They nodded and exited the room without a word, leaving Elise and me alone. I took a step closer, enjoying th
ELISE'S POV The bad smell coming from him was suffocating. I could see the madness in his eyes. Looking at him, anyone could tell he was insane. . He threw his head back and laughed loudly. His laughter echoed throughout the room. I felt a cold sweat break out across my forehead. Fear gripped my heart tightly. I struggled to understand what was going on. Was this some sort of mistake? Who had brought this man here? Was this some sort of punishment? Had I annoyed someone so much that they would send an insane man to torment me? It didn't take a genius to know that either Jackson or Gina were behind this. They were the only ones cruel enough to play this kind of prank. What did they hope to achieve with this exactly? Taking a deep breath, , I asked "What are you doing here?" He grinned "I'm here to have a good time with you," My heart pounded in my chest. "Go away!" I screamed at him "Get out of here!" He took a step closer, his grin widening. "Oh, but I insist. We’re going to ha
FERRIS' POV I sat on a couch and stared out the window of my living room. It was night yet I couldn't sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, I would see her face. Elise. Her name echoed in my mind. For once in my life, I felt helpless. I couldn't protect her. I couldn't stop Jackson from taking her away. The image of her terrified eyes as I told her she had to leave haunted me. She looked so vulnerable, so scared, and it tore at my heart. I closed my eyes and let out a deep breath. How could I have let this happen? Elise was incapable of the things Jackson accused her of. The documents he presented were false; I was sure of it. But proving it was another matter. Jackson had been very careful in crafting those documents. The documents were perfect. Sudenky, I felt a presence behind me. I knew who it was before he even walked forward. It was Rafael. I could feel his calm aura. "Your Majesty" he said "You're awake" "I couldn't sleep" "You should rest, your highness. It's late," "I ca
ELISE'S POV I was in the kitchen, busy scrubbing the pots from breakfast. My hands were hurting from the hot water. The other maids worked quietly around me. Every now and then, they would look at me and whisper. I didn't blame them. Just a few days ago, I was the Luna of the pack and now, I was working with them. I guess life really does come at you fast. I was lost in thought, remembering the days when I used to be the Luna. I was the one giving orders instead of taking them. What did I do to deserve this? My only offense was wanting to divorce Jackson, to leave my toxic marriage. “ELISE!” I heard a voice scream my name. Instantly, I knew it was Gina. . Ms. Kelly appeared in the doorway “Elise, the Luna is calling for you,” I flinched at the word “Luna.” It hurt every time I heard it. It reminded me of all I had lost. I used to be the Luna, and now, I was nothing more than a maid. Swallowing my pride, I nodded and dried my hands on a towel. “Yes. I’ll go right away.” I w
I clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms. "Of course, Gina" I said. "It's Luna to you, you little brat. Got it?" I took a deep breath "Yes Luna" As I turned away, I could hear Gina's laughter. Back in the kitchen, I started over. My hands were shaking, and I could feel the hot tears streaming down my face. I tried to focus on the task, but I was filled with pain and anger. I made the eggs again, praying that this time they would be acceptable. When I returned to the dining hall, I placed the new plate of eggs in front of Gina. She didn’t even bother to look at them before throwing them across the room. “These are terrible! Can’t you do anything right?” she snapped. I took in a deep breath, wondering what bad deed I must have done for the moon goddess to punish me like this. "I'm waiting!" Gina screeched. I turned back to the kitchen, feeling utterly defeated. I made the eggs one more time, putting all my effort into getting them just right. My heart was
ELISE'S POV I blinked, looking at them in disbelief. I was scared. Why did they want me to follow them? “Get up,” one of them said, grabbing my arm roughly. The other seized my other arm, and together they dragged me to my feet. My legs wobbled, barely supporting my weight after the harsh wake-up. “What’s happening?” I asked. The guards didn’t respond. They just dragged me out of the room. My bare feet scraped against the hard floor as they dragged me. In that moment, I started to panic. They led me through the hallways. Finally, we stopped in front of a familiar door. Jackson’s chambers. The guards opened the door and threw me inside. I stumbled and fell to my knees, right at Jackson’s feet. My heart pounded as I looked up at him. I couldn't believe this was the man I had once loved. “Jackson,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “Why are you doing this?” He smirked. “Elise, Elise. Always so dramatic.” He leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. “Why? Because
I thought of the life I had before, the love I once felt for Jackson. I had given him everything, and in return, he had given me nothing but pain and humiliation. The smell was unbearable and the poop clung to my skin. It took every strength I had to get up from the pile. “Clean it all up,” one of them ordered. “And don’t even think about slacking off. We'll be checking on you.” I stared at him.How could they expect me to clean up this mess? It was degrading beyond words. Not only did they push me into a pile of shit, they expected me to clean it up too? I wanted to say something but I knew better than to protest. I had no power here, no one to stand up for me. It was night time already. The chill of the night air began to seep into my bones, making me feel cold. With a resigned sigh, I forced myself to get started on the job. The filth clung to me, making every movement feel like a struggle. I found a broken shovel against the fence and began the disgusting task. Each scoop I t
FERRIS' POV I sat in the boardroom with Jackson and the council of his pack. Jackson sat at the head of the table. I leaned in my chair, trying to maintain a calm demeanor but on the inside, I was filled with so much frustration and anger that I found it hard to keep it in. My thoughts kept drifting back to Elise, to everything Jackson must have done to her. I clenched my fists under the table, forcing myself to focus on the meeting. This meeting was important. We were here to discuss strategies to deal with the rival packs and to bring about a much-needed peace. I had to keep my emotions in check, at least for now. I wished I could see Elise, just to set my eyes on her and make sure she was okay. I knew she was in the palace but I didn't know where. I might have to ask some of the workers here. I was so near to her and still, I felt far from her. Jackson cleared his throat and spoke up . "We are facing threats from the rival packs. We need to make up a strategy that not only se