CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-Nearly a week had passed since the disastrous meeting. I spent my days alone in my room, trying to heal my wounded ego. The image of Boris' cruel and mocking expression, replaying the humiliating defeat over and over again. Trisha, my future mother-in-law, had been busy telling everyone that I was Boris' Luna and that our wedding was to be arranged in the near future. Just the thought of spending the rest of my life with Boris made me feel sick.I had never felt so trapped in my life. The suffocating pressure of what was being planned for me, the c
CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-Severa and I ventured further, the subtle perfume of flowers filling my senses as we entered our local park. A cobblestone path wound its way through fields of vibrant green, meticulously maintained beds of flowers, and towering trees that provided a comforting canopy overhead. The park was a world away from the gloomy confines of my room, bathed in the gentle glow of the evening sun.Families were scattered about, children played games while their parents watched fondly from benches. A slight breeze stirred the leaves and ruffled my dress, bringin
CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-I sat listlessly at my vanity, staring at the vase of red roses my soon-to-be husband had sent. The flowers stood tall and proud, their petals unfurling like a lover's promise, but they offered her no solace. The reality of my situation seeped further into my mind as the fresh scent of the roses tainted the air, reminding me of the prestigious life I would soon be entangled in. My heart throbbed within the cage of my ribs, akin to a bird desperately trying to escape its confines.M
CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-The following day, the sun began its ascent and its rays peeked through the parted curtains, illuminating the opulent suite. I rose early, my sleep having been restless and disturbed. The room, although majestic in design with its high ceilings and lavishly draped windows, felt empty and too large for one person to inhabit. The ornate furniture was made of rich mahogany and the bed was luxuriously dressed with velvet quilts and silk pillows that were fluffed to perfection. On the walls, priceless art hung in ornate frames that told stories of battles won and lost, of love found and squandered.
CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-My morning at Gravemaw Manor passed in a blur of silk and lace as Trisha meticulously oversaw the fitting of my wedding dress. Despite the excitement that was supposed to accompany such preparations, a growing sense of unease gnawed at me. All the while, Boris' words hung over my head - a dark cloud poised to pour.When the gilded clock in the corner chimed two, I excused myself from Trisha's relentless scrutiny and made my way to Boris' office. The servants moved like wraiths around the manor, their hushed whispers echoing through vast corridors as I pass
[WARNING: This episode involves forced relations! If you find it uncomfortable, please be caution!]CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-Boris broke the silence with a loud cough, causing us to turn and face him. His dark eyes held a dangerous glint. "Thorin, shouldn't you be off helping Weldon train the other warriors."His tone was clipped, a subtle rebuke in his words. Thorin, seemingly not affected, nodded at him. "Of course, Alpha," he
CHAPTER THREE-WILHELMINA-Cold fear gripped me as I realized the gravity of my situation. I was alone with a man who saw me as nothing more than a prize to be claimed, his Luna... and there was no escape. Boris's hand was like iron on my wrist, his other hand fisting my gown as he bunched it up, exposing my thighs. My mind raced, trying to think of a way out of this situation. As he kissed and nipped at my exposed skin, I knew I had to act fast, or I risked losing any semblance of control left.Gathering all my strength, I brought my knee up hard into his crotch. Boris's gr
CHAPTER FOUR-ANTONIO-The grand hall of the Lycan Kingdom was a sight to behold, fitting for a celebration of the cherished Princess Alina's coming of age. A colossal room, adorned ornately at every corner, shone brightly under the glint of countless chandeliers that hung like stars in an impossibly high ceiling. The marble floor reflected the glittering lights, casting a warm, ethereal glow throughout the room. On one end of the hall stood an immense table set for a feast. Heaping platters of roast game and fish filled the air with tantalizing smells, while fruits and pastries were artfully arranged on delicate china. Silver goblets br
CHAPTER EIGHT-ANTONIO-Kinnison and Alina had departed for the Gravemaw Hounds territory yesterday afternoon. I hadn't received any updates from them yet, but I assumed they were preoccupied with formalities or other matters.My father informed me that I would depart for the Gravemaw Hounds' territory the next morning, accompanied by Lady Basia, Count Gaius, and Countess Gaius. Since I was courting Lady Basia, it made sense for me to travel with them instead of Kinnison and Alina. I was opposed to the notion, but t
CHAPTER EIGHT-WILHELMINA-The morning was delightful, with no clouds in the sky and the sun shining brightly. It was a beautiful day. To add the final touch to the fantastic day, everyone was eagerly anticipating the Moon Goddess' Ball tonight. I couldn't contain my excitement.Not only was this my debut as the Gravemaw Hounds' future Luna, it was also a chance to solidify my alliances. Trisha had extended invitations to all the neighboring packs, and even some nobles from the Lycan Empire were expected to attend.A sof
CHAPTER EIGHT-WILHELMINA-It had been a few days since I had confronted Boris about his decision to take Severa as his second wife. I was tired of his selfish decisions. He could do as he pleased with me, but I didn't want him to put another woman through the same pain and suffering I was about to endure.I was well aware that my threats to him were bold, but they were also completely genuine. I was determined to destroy Boris. He would pay for all the pain and suffering he inflicted on me, Severa, and our families.Bei
CHAPTER SEVEN-LEON-Her eyes widened ever so slightly, a tiny crack in her otherwise pristine facade. "A divorce," she echoed softly, the gravity of my words sinking in. "Is that what you believe the solution is?""Yes." I said, standing firm in my decision. "I cannot and will not allow you to harm our children with your twisted ideologies. It ends here, Trisha." The words hung heavy in the air, a palpable tension building between us.A sardonic chuckle slipped past her lips as she turned back to the window, he
CHAPTER SEVEN-LEON-Despite being aware that Hiro would be fully healed by tomorrow, I left him in the care of the manor's salutary. His confession had left me reeling, a whirlwind of emotions spinning within me. Betrayal, anger and fear crept into my heart like unwelcome guests. I had always been aware of my wife's deceitful tactics to achieve her desires, but I never could have fathomed the idea of manipulating her own daughter into a relationship.Why would Trisha do something like this, I thought. She had alway
CHAPTER SEVEN-HIRO-But then, suddenly, amidst the deafening roar of my pain and fear, a new sound punctured through the chaos - a growl. It was primal, animalistic, the sound of a beast cornered and threatened. I thought it was Boris, but then I realized it was someone else. Boris ceased his assault."What do you think you are doing?" It was our father. The voice was like a whip crack in the silence that followed. My father stood at the doorway, a terrifying silhouette against the flickering hallway lamp. His eyes, icy and hard, were locked onto Boris, his tall frame rigid
CHAPTER SEVEN-HIRO-The rough, calloused hand on my shoulder felt like the icy hand of death itself, a chilling reminder of the power my elder brother wielded. Boris's grip was unyielding, his eyes as cold as the winter. My heart thumped wildly in my chest."What were you thinking, Hiro?" he growled, steering me down the corridor with a firm grip. "What did you think you could accomplish, getting in the way of our mother's plans?" His voice echoed ominously off the cold walls.
CHAPTER SEVEN-ERIS-When the dinner was finally over, everyone excused themselves, heading off in different directions. Kinnison and I escaped to the sanctuary of the estate's moonlit garden. The air was thick with the scent of radiant azaleas, blooming roses, and honeysuckles, a perfect backdrop to our quiet conversation.Underneath the glowing moonlight, Kinnison held my hand gently, his touch as soft as the petals of the flowers surrounding us. With each breath, I took in not only the fragrant perfume of the blossoms but also his sweet, familiar scent that was now interw
CHAPTER SEVEN-ERIS-I noticed Boris's sly grin from across the table. His eyes twinkled mischievously as they met mine; he knew something, something I didn't understand. The scent of citrus became stronger, clouding my senses, making me feel like I was floating on an orange sea. Where is that smell coming, I thought.Looking around the table, I met Prince Kinnison's gaze. His icy eyes were no longer filled with unyielding coldness but softened, like the first light of dawn breaking across a frost-laden fiel