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 aw
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
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 tea
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
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
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 drifti
Leaving the council room, I could still feel Jackson's cold gaze burning into my back. Anger coursed through my veins. Jackson’s petty games and his constant manipulation were pushing me to my limits. Istormed down the hallway. I was walking so fast that I barely noticed that I had collided with s
ELISE'S POV One hot afternoon, I crouched down by a flower bed in the garden, cleaning up the mess. I had been given specific instructions by Gina to do this. Each movement I made had me in pain. The past few days been hectic for me, and I was exhausted. I had been working from dawn till dusk, do
“Joan means nothing to me,” he said firmly. “She was upset, and I was just—”“Comforting her,” I finished for him “Like you always do.”“Elise,” he growled, taking another step closer. “You’re the one I’m mated to. You’re the one I—”“Don’t!” I cut him off “Don’t say something you don’t mean. You th
ELISE’S POVI looked at the man in shock.He looked so much like Ferris that it left me momentarily stunned. The same sharp jawline, the same strong build, but his eyes—they were green, not blue like Ferris’. His long, dark hair fell messily over his face, adding to the mysterious air about him.Fea
ELISE’S POV I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the walls of my room. The events of the day replayed in my mind. My heart felt heavy. I was torn between confusion and betrayal. I couldn’t shake the memory of that man—his piercing green eyes, his muscular build, his scent, his familiar p
FERRIS’ POVThe sight of him stopped me dead in my tracks. For a moment, I thought I was imagining things. I couldn’t believe it. My brother, here, of all places. But there he was, standing in the middle of the hall like he owned the place. I looked at him in disbelief but a feeling of anger replace
FERRIS’ POV The search for Elise was driving me crazy. Every corridor, every room, every corner of the palace seemed emptier without her. Elise. She was nowhere to be found. I was starting to feel frustrated. My Lycan paced in my mind, restless. I needed to talk to her. I needed to make things righ
ELISE’S POV I stayed in my room. My mind was scattered with everything that had happened with Ferris. My heart ached. It was a deep pain in my chest that made it hard to breathe. I sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the floor when a knock sounded at my door. I hesitated, not in the mood
THIRD PERSON’S POVGina had been thinking of ways to disrupt Elise’s life, and she saw Joan as the perfect accomplice to execute her plans. Together, they schemed to cause problems between Ferris and Elise. Their first step was to drug Elise’s wine during the festival. By doing so, she would fall as
I stopped pacing. The garden. Flashes of the night came back—a conversation with Joan, her laughter too close. I remembered pulling away, annoyed, but everything after that was a blur.“Someone had to have seen something,” I muttered. “This doesn’t feel right, Eden. I can’t shake the feeling that Jo
FERRIS’ POVThe moment I stepped into my room, I found Joan sitting at the edge of the bed, fully dressed. Her shoulders trembled as she sobbed. Her tear-streaked face turned toward me.“What’s going on?” I demanded in a harsh tone.My head throbbed slightly but that didn’t stop the anger spreading