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
ELISE'S POV After leaving Lady Elena's room, I made my way to the grand hall where the ball was held. The warmth and comfort of Lady Elena’s sitting room had faded, replaced by the sad reality of the world outside her door—a world where I was no longer the Luna, but a maid who was given a job to cl
JACKSON'S POV I stood by the window, staring out at the palace grounds. My mind was elsewhere—back at the ball, where Elise had been. I couldn’t stop thinking about her. The way she had moved across the ballroom, graceful and poised. I had never seen her dance that gracefully before. Her gown was
“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