ELISE'S POV I couldn’t stop staring at him. Marco. The name echoed in my mind. It was him. It really was him. How could I have forgotten? The wavy dark hair, tall muscular build, dark green eyes - it felt like I just saw him yesterday when in reality, it had been years. The way he stood. His pre
FERRIS' POV The night air felt heavy against my skin as we moved silently through the forest. My men spread out behind me, moving quietly just like I'd trained them. I tried to focus on the task at hand, scanning the treeline for any sign of the attacker. The bastard had the nerve to ambush my pa
ELISE'S POV I was just about to slip into bed when I heard the rustling of the tent flap, followed by the sound of heavy boots. I looked up, startled. A tall, broad-shouldered woman stood in the doorway. I recognized her as one of the guards. "Lady Elise," she said in a low tone . "You have a
ELISE'S POV The next morning, I was up early. I adjusted the leather belt around my waist and stepped outside, breathing in the crisp fresh air. The camp was already bustling with activity—people chattering, tending to their horses, and preparing for another day in the wild. The sound of hooves thu
After about half an hour of riding in near silence, Marco finally spoke up. “You’re quiet today, Elise.” “I’m fine,” I replied, though even I didn’t sound convinced. He shot me a sideways glance. “Come on. I know you better than that. You’re not fine. Is it the Alpha?” I hesitated, not wanting to
ELISE'S POV As we rode back through the forest, I glanced at Marco, who was riding beside me. There was a lightness in his expression that mirrored how I felt—relaxed, content. We had a good time today. The thrill of the hunt, the quiet moments between chases, and even the laughter over silly mista
FERRIS' POV The laughter and chatter of the nobles got on my nerves. Most of them hadn't lifted a single finger during the hunt, but here they were, boasting and teasing each other with exaggerated stories. Their flattery was endless, their laughter too loud. It was a front—a way to get into my goo
MARCO'S POV I heard the wind rustling through the leaves, but all I could focus on was Elise, standing there, just a few feet in front of me. Her face was half-lit by the silver glow. Her long, dark hair flowed over her shoulders and her eyes—those beautiful brown eyes I’d loved for as long as I co
ELISE’S POVFarrell took me and the tied-up assassin through a forest. His grip was firm as he dragged the struggling man behind him. The assassin kept ranting "You think you can scare me? You think dragging me through the woods like some animal will make me talk? You're wasting your time!"I sighed
FERRIS’ POVJoan entered the roomShe bowed her head at me. “You summoned me, Alpha?”Before I could respond, an elder spoke up “You were seen with Elder Marcus late at night. In your room. Alpha Ferris himself bore witness to this.”The other council members murmured among themselves. Joan’s eyes w
ELISE’S POVI stared at the man before us. His body was restrained. His face was bruised and swollen due to the beating Farrell and Henry had given him, yet I could see a hint of arrogance in his eyes. He looked at us like he had already won. He sat in the chair, bound with thick chains. His pants
ELISE'S POVThe air turned to ice in my lungs as I faced him. Assassin. No question about it. Every muscle locked up—fight or flight short-circuited into pure freeze-frame terror.Then he flicked his wrist.Fire bloomed in his palm."Oh, come on!" I dove behind an upturned table as flames roared past. Heat seared my back through the wood. "Since when do assassins do magic tricks?"No answer. Just another fireball forming in his scarred hands. I rolled right as it shattered the table behind me. Splinters peppered my jacket.I stayed low, gripping the knives in my pockets. "Look, buddy, I don't even know who you—"Another fireblast cut me off. My sleeve caught flame. I slapped it out, coughing. "Rude."The bastard still hadn't spoken. Just kept advancing, fingers crackling with fresh heat. My wolf bristled under my skin, all fangs and fury.Bad news: I was five months pregnant. Worse news: This guy didn't care."Fine." I surged upright as his next fireball left his fingertips. "Let's da
FERRIS’ POVAt the council chamber, I sat at the head of the table, tapping my fingers on it to distract myself. My expression was carefully neutral. Around me, the council members sat, looking at each other with uneasy expressions on their faces.Elder Marcus stood at the far end. His hands were fo
ELISE'S POVI couldn't believe the sight in front of me. I had to stop myself frim throwing up. My pregnancy hormones mixed with the horrible sight in front of me made me nauseous. Who could have done this? There was definitely something bigger at play here. The image before me burned itself into
ELISE’S POVI sat on the edge of my bed, staring blankly at the wall, lost in though.Farrell sat beside me. Nayla nuzzled against my leg. The cub had grown attached to me. she looked up at with those wide eyes of hers as if she knew something was wrong.“Are you okay?” Farrell asked.“I’m fine,” I
FERRIS’ POVWith anger in my veins, I walked toward Joan’s room. I was seething due to everything the maids had told me. The audacity of that woman—making new rules about removing Elise’s things, as if she had the authority to erase Elise from the palace, from my life. My teeth ground together. Joan
FERRIS’ POVThe doors to the palace crashed open as I stormed inside. My blood was boiling, and my fists were clenched so tightly my knuckles cracked. Farrell. That bastard.How dare he speak about Elise that way?The words still rang in my ears, taunting me. Mocking me. I should’ve ripped his throa