Lady Isabella entered her room, the mask of false concern still fixed upon her face. She hadn't been back long when a soft knock on her door drew her attention. Her son, Liam, stood there, his eyes curious as they landed on her slightly swollen face."Mother, what happened to your face?" Liam's voice was tinged with concern, his brows furrowing as he studied her.Lady Isabella offered a dismissive wave of her hand, feigning nonchalance. "I put on a show for Adolph," she admitted, her voice carrying a note of triumph. "I wanted to appear innocent and concerned."Liam's lips curled into a smirk, a glint of approval in his eyes. "Clever," he commented, his voice low. "But what if he discovers the truth?"Lady Isabella's gaze met her son's, her expression confident. "He won't," she said firmly. "I've covered my tracks well."As they spoke, their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the door. Both of them turned their attention toward the entrance, surprise flickering in their eyes.
Adolph's expression was grim as he issued his instructions. The guards led the maid to a secure cell, locking her away as Adolph pondered her fate. The truth they sought was elusive, but they were determined to uncover the depths of her treachery.As the hours passed, a somber air hung over the palace chambers. Adolph's resolve had only grown stronger, his determination to unravel the threads of deception unwavering. He knew the time had come for answers, for the truth to be brought into the light.In a dimly lit room, Louis stood alongside Adolph, their eyes fixed on the maid as she was brought in for interrogation. Her eyes flickered with a mixture of fear and defiance, a tension in the air palpable as they prepared to confront her.Louis stepped forward, his voice steady yet firm. "Why did you poison Scarlett?" he demanded, his gaze piercing as he locked onto hers.The maid's voice quivered, her expression conflicted as she hesitated. "I didn't want to hurt anyone," she began, her
Louis stood alongside the guard who had accompanied him, his gaze fixed on the maid who awaited her fate. The air was heavy with the weight of the decisions that had led them to this point. As he entered the cell, he could sense the tension emanating from the maid, her eyes a mixture of fear and resignation."Wait," Louis instructed the guards, his voice firm yet measured. He stepped closer to the maid, his expression a mixture of solemnity and compassion.The maid's eyes flickered with a mix of surprise and uncertainty as Louis spoke to her. "I know you didn't act alone," he began, his tone measured. "There were others involved, and I know who they are."Her gaze locked onto Louis', a mixture of disbelief and unease evident in her eyes. Louis held her gaze, his expression unwavering. "You have a choice," he continued, his voice a mixture of sincerity and warning. "You can either die alone, or you can confess now and ensure that your accomplices face the consequences as well."The ma
Fear gripped Adolph's heart as he whispered her name, his voice shaky with disbelief. "Scarlett?"His attempts to rouse her were met with silence. Panic surged within him, his mind racing as he struggled to comprehend what was happening. He knew he had to act quickly."Summon the pack's doctor," Adolph's voice was urgent as he turned to one of the maids who stood nearby. His heart pounded in his chest as he watched her hurry from the room.When the doctor arrived, Adolph's eyes were filled with desperation, his gaze locked onto the doctor as if searching for a glimmer of hope. The doctor's expression was solemn as he approached Scarlett's bedside, his experienced hands seeking her pulse.After a tense moment, the doctor's gaze met Adolph's, a somber look in his eyes. Adolph's voice was tight with emotion as he demanded answers. "What's happening?"The doctor's gaze never wavered as he delivered the painful truth. "I'm sorry," he said softly, his words heavy with regret. "Scarlett has
A sudden, unexpected sneeze ripped through the air, echoing within the confines of the room. My eyes snapped open in response to the surprising burst of sound, my senses abruptly yanked from the veil of slumber. Blinking against the hazy confusion that lingered in the corners of my mind, I found myself met with a sight that tugged at my heart in a way I had never anticipated.Adolph stood before me, his gaze locked onto me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. But it wasn't the intensity that caught my attention—it was the sight of tears glimmering in his eyes. Tears—a vulnerability I had never seen in him, the formidable Alpha whose very essence radiated strength and composure."Adolph?" I murmured, my voice soft and filled with a mixture of concern and surprise. The moment was surreal—a paradox in which the Alpha's emotions were laid bare before me.He seemed to shake himself from his reverie, his expression a blend of disbelief and a profound sense of something unspoke
The air inside Lady Isabella's chambers was tense, heavy with an anger that seemed to emanate from every corner. She paced back and forth like a caged animal, her steps sharp and agitated, the frustration within her threatening to overflow.A soft knock on the door shattered her solitude, but her response was far from welcoming. She snapped at the maid who dared to intrude on her turmoil, her voice laced with irritation as she dismissed the young woman without a second thought.But then, a voice responded to her angry command, a voice that held a familiar yet unexpected timbre. "It's me, Mother," Liam's voice called from the other side of the door.For a moment, Lady Isabella's anger was replaced by surprise, and she quickly composed herself before granting him permission to enter. Liam stepped into the room, his gaze meeting hers as he assessed the storm of emotions that seemed to surround her.Liam's question was simple, direct. "Did you know that Scarlett is alive?"Lady Isabella's
The days had passed, each one bringing me closer to a fuller recovery. I marveled at how my body was responding, how my strength was returning after the ordeal I had faced. The scent of the flowers outside my window carried a promise of renewal, a promise that life was moving forward.As the sun bathed my room in a warm glow, I was visited by a group of elders from the Moonlight pack. Their presence was comforting, a reminder that I was part of a community that cared for me. They asked about my health, their eyes filled with concern and warmth. It felt good to know that I was not alone in my journey to recovery.After a while, the elders made their way outside, leaving me in the peaceful cocoon of my room. I closed my eyes, basking in the tranquility that enveloped me. But my solitude was short-lived, as the door creaked open once again.In walked Lady Isabella, her presence unexpected yet not unwelcome. She spoke softly, her words carrying a hint of sincerity. She mentioned how she h
A knock on the door interrupted our kiss. My heart raced, a mixture of surprise and uncertainty washing over me. Adolph seemed undeterred, his gaze locked onto mine as he continued to kiss me, a silent promise of what lay between us.The person at the door eventually left, but Adolph's lips stayed pressed against mine. The world around us faded as our kiss deepened, a sweet ache forming in my chest. It was as if every touch, every sensation was echoing the unspoken truths that lingered between us.Eventually, Adolph drew back, his breathing slightly ragged. He gazed at me with a tenderness that made my heart flutter. But in that moment, I sensed something in his expression—a hesitation, a pullback from what could have gone further."I don't want to push too far," he murmured, his voice laced with a mix of regret and respect. "You're still recovering, and I don't want to rush anything."His words were a balm to my own uncertainties, a reassurance that he valued our connection and the d