ELISA'S POV
What did he see when he looked at me? Did he know who I was? And more importantly, why did my body respond to him this way? My mind raced with questions.
The whispers in the room grew louder. I wanted to run, to escape, but my legs felt like lead. All I could do was sit there, frozen in place.
Jackson, still reeling from the shock, tried to recover.
“Of course, Your Majesty. We are honored by your presence.” he said.
I had never seen Jacosn look so scared in my life. I never thought it was possible.
The King’s eyes didn’t leave me, as he spoke
“I will expect to see the evidence against your Luna,” he said.
Jackson nodded “Yes, Your Majesty.”
The King finally looked away, and I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions—betrayal, fear, and sense of relief that someone, even if it was the Lycan King, was questioning Jackson’s actions.
For some reason, I had a feeling that my encounter with the Lycan King would change my life.
Before I could protest, he took my hand and led me to the dance floor. His touch was warm and firm. Despite my initial reluctance, I couldn’t deny the thrill I felt. The feeling of my hand in his made me feel warm all over. It felt right.We got to the dance floor with the rest of the others. He bowed to me and I curtsied. After that, we started dancing. We joined our hands together and moved slowly to the music. The orchestra changed the music as soon as they noticed him. As we moved together, the rest of the room seemed to fade away. The music sounded around us, and I found myself getting lost in his beautiful blue eyes.We moved in sync. Our steps were perfectly matched. I had never felt this way with anyone, not even Jackson. There was an intensity in Ferris' gaze that made my heart flutter. He held me close at one point. His hand rested gently on my waist, guiding me effortlessly through the dance. Every touch, every look, sent shivers down my spine.“You’re a wonderful dancer,”
ELISA'S POV I looked at the guard in disbelief. For a moment, I thought my ears were playing tricks on me. "I beg your pardon?" I said. The words came out before I could stop them. That was how surprised I was. "The Lycan King" the guard said "He wishes to see you. Kindly grant him his request" Of course, I will grant him his request. He's royalty. And a part of me wanted to see him again. As I left the ballroom, I felt a bit sad, wondering if I would ever see him. It seems like now, my dreams are coming true. I only wondered why he wanted to see me.. "Excuse me," I said "Where is he?" "In his residence. Please, follow me" I got up and followed him out of the garden. He led me to a red luxurious sports car. I admired it. The Lycan King had taste. I never expected less from him anyway. The guard opened the door for me. As soon as I got in, he closed the door then got in the front seat. As the car moved smoothly through the streets, my mind raced with questions. Why did the Lyc
ALPHA JACKSON'S POV I couldn’t believe it. Elisa had the audacity to demand a divorce. I was filled with so many emotions - anger and confusion, as I searched for her after the ball. How dare she? I had sent her a text and she didn’t even bother to respond. My wolf was just as furious, pacing restlessly in my mind, urging me to find her and demand an explanation. I stormed back into the ballroom, scanning the faces of the remaining guests. She was nowhere to be seen. The clock was ticking past midnight, and she still hadn't returned home. This was the first time Elisa had stayed out this late, and it disturbed me, making my blood boil. Gina stayed by my side and offered words of comfort. “Jackson, she’ll come back. She probably just needs some time to cool off,” Gina said gently. This was the reason I admired Gina. Even after everything Elisa did to her, she still tried to defend her sister. Gina placed a hand on my arm, but it did little to reduce my anger. “I don’t understand
ALPHA JACKSON'S POV The next morning, I got dressed in my finest attire and gathered my convoy. We headed to the Lycan King’s residence. I was determined to set things straight. When we arrived, the guards informed us that the King was busy and asked us to wait. I gritted my teeth, but nodded. We took our seats outside. I couldn't believe the Lycan King would make me wait. He might be in a higher rank than I was but this was my pack. He should show me some respect, at least. The hours began to drag. Each hour, I asked the guards to let me in but they refused. I kept my anger in check, not wanting to cause a scene. Nobody in his right mind would want issues with the Lycan King. Still, I was losing my patience. After four long hours, my patience was wearing thin. I felt humiliated, sitting there like a fool or like an afterthought. Just as I was about to demand an update again, I heard whispers around me. “A beautiful woman came in the other day and the King actually met her,” one
ELISE'S POV Jackson's eyes were wild with fury. His claws were extended and ready to strike. I braced myself, knowing that the blow would come any second. My mind raced with so many thoughts. I tried to understand what I had done to provoke this rage. What did I do to him? One minute I was in the garden all by myself and the next thing I know, I was being harassed by Jackson. Just as I squeezed my eyes shut, awaiting the blow, the impact never came. Instead, I felt a strange tension in the air. There was a pause in Jackson's movement. I opened my eyes slowly, heart still pounding. To my surprise, there was a strong hand gripping Jackson's wrist. Jackson, Gina, and I turned at the same time to see who it was. My breath caught in my throat. It was the Ferris. His calm, cool demeanor was different from Jackson's sweaty, nervous appearance at the sight of him. What was King Ferris doing here? He stood tall. His presence commanded respect and exuded an air of authority as usual. His
ELSE'S POV I still couldn’t fully grasp that Ferris had saved me again, brought me to his house, and instructed a maid to care for me. We had only just met, yet he showed me more care and concern than anyone else ever had. It was overwhelming, and I was so grateful to him. From his appearance, he seemed cold but ever since we met, he had been nothing but kind to me. As I laid in the comfortable bed, my mind wandered to Ferris. I closed my eyes, thinking of the way he had carried me in his strong muscular arms. I felt perfect inside his arms, like I belonged there, like it was meant to be. My wolf was always excited at the sight of him. He made me feel a sense of safety that I hadn’t felt in a long time. My body tingled at the thought of him. I had never felt this way about anyone before, not even Jackson. I was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. As I imagined myself in his arms, I imagined his arms in other places of my body. He was so large and strong and.... Fuck! I shook my
FERRIS' POV I clenched my fists, feeling the anger boil within me. I badly wanted to confront Jackson. In fact, I wanted to do more than confront him. I wanted to smash his head into a wall and I knew I would succeed. Jackson wouldn't last two minutes in a fight with me. I knew this was all Jackson's fault. He must have manipulated Elise's parents into thinking that this situation was somehow Elise's fault. I bet he didn't tell them about how he was about to hit her. Elise was scared of her parents. She told me how much they didn't like her but I thought she was exaggerating. I didn't imagine it would be this bad. Her parents were vile. How could they say such things to their daughter? The sight of her crying made my Lycan howl in rage. This is all Jackson's fault. That fucking bastard! I swear if I lay my hands on him, he'll wish for death. After much thought, I decided against confronting him. Confronting Jackson right now would be exactly what he wanted - a confrontation that
ELISE'S POV I sat on the edge of bed. My heart pounded loudly in my chest as Ferris’ personal attendant switched on the TV. I swallowed hard, trying to calm my fast beating heart. Ferris and I had been so close. Our faces and lips were inches apart. I could still feel his breath on our lips. The moment between us was so intense that I could hear both our heart beats. Sadly, there was a knock on the door. I almost groaned out loud due to the interruption Now that I thought about it, I wondered what it would feel like to kiss Ferris. I wondered how his lips would taste. I bet they taste just as good as they look The attendant fumbled with the TV remote, changing the channels. "What exactly is the problem?" Ferris asked him. "I wouldn't be able to explain it to you, your highness. It's better you see for yourself" I stared at him in shock. What could be so important? From his tone, it sounded like it was something important. The attendant stopped on a particular channel. To my surpr