GINA'S POV I slipped into a special dress that I had picked out myself. It was a tight black dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. I smiled as I looked at myself in the mirror. I recalled the events at the tournament. I'll admit, I never expected Elise to be so strong. For a moment
GINA'S POV I had never felt such anger boiling in my veins. Jackson had the audacity to compare me to Elise. Elise, of all people. I couldn't let that slide. This as all Elise's fault. With Helen at my side, we stormed toward where Elise was. She was supposed to be washing guards in the backyard.
ELISE'S POV The note from Helen burned a hole in my pocket all day. I couldn’t concentrate on anything, not with the questions I had in my mind. Was this a joke? A trap? Or something else entirely? I kept replaying the earlier confrontation in my head, searching for clues, but I found none. Why
ELISE'S POV I could hear the distant sounds of the ball from my room. The music and laughter from the grand hall echoed through the walls, refusing to be ignored. Everything was so loud that I could hear the ball clearly. I laid on my bed and closed my eyes. My head sank deeper into the pillow, b
For the first time in my life I decided to go against the rules. I had been the perfect submissive wife, always doing what I was told. And where did that get me? It got me reduced to a damn maid. My hard work over the years was for nothing. My parents disowned me and the man I onced loved lied on my
FERRIS' POV The ball was everything I had expected it to be—grand, extravagant, and yet, completely bland. It was an event made for those who thrived on shallow displays of wealth, but not for someone like me. The room was filled with people pretending to be more important than they were. It was a
ELISE'S POV I stood there, locked into Ferris's gaze. My heart raced at the sight of him. The warmth of his hands on my waist made me feel some type of way that I couldn't describe. I was glad to see him. My wolf did a happy dance inside me. His sweet scent filled my nose. It took every self rest
ELISE'S POV A hand pulled me into a room. The adrenaline from my narrow escape still coursed through me. I braced myself to face whoever had pulled me into the room. My mind races with possibilities—maybe someone wanted to punish me for going to the ball. . When I finally gather the courage to l