Bell’s povToday is my wedding day, and I woke up early to put on bridal makeup. My mom helped me create a beautiful hairstyle."Wow, you look gorgeous," my mom praised as she looked at me. In the blink of an eye, her only daughter is about to get married. Despite Bella's past experiences of betrayal and pain, she's now finally experiencing happiness and fulfillment."Thank you, Mom," I said, standing up. The moon-white bridal gown revealed its full glory as I stood up. In the full-length mirror, I saw a woman with a face beaming with happiness. It truly felt like a beautiful dream.My mom stood beside me. "I can't believe my little girl has become a great queen.""A lot has happened, Mom, but don't worry. I've become stronger," I assured her. Haydn and I will take responsibility for this country together."It's time to go; Haydn must be eager to see his bride." Mom held my hand and opened the door, where Dad and my brothers were waiting."My little sister, today you are the most beau
The Third Person’s PovThe day before the wedding day."Look, I plan to cause some trouble at Haydn's wedding," Man A revealed his plan."Sounds good, but won't it be insufficient with just the two of us?" expressed Man B, showing concern.These two spies were brainstorming ways to deal with Bella and Haydn."Perhaps we can bribe some thugs for help," suggested Man A."It won't work," Olivia, who had been silent all along, interjected. In fact, not long after arriving in the royal city, she had tried to assassinate Bella on her own. At that time, she didn't know Bella was the healer, fueled only by her hatred and determination to kill her. It had almost succeeded, but that cunning woman Bella had managed to escape."Well, true," agreed Man B, "the number of vagrants and thugs on the streets has decreased significantly, so even if we go looking for help, we won't find any.""So what do we do? We bear the heavy responsibility given to us by the Alpha and can't afford to give up," assert
Bella’s povI was almost drunk. The wedding party was truly wonderful, and I couldn't recall how many times I danced with my husband Haydn or how many glasses of wine I had. My smile hadn't left my face, forgive me if today I look like a little fool when I laugh.This is truly a fantasy day! The party lasted for hours, and as the day grew darker, Haydn and I bid farewell to the guests. We returned to our room, finally gaining some private time together.Both of us were exhausted, and a bath seemed like the perfect remedy for our fatigue. Haydn invited me to join him in the bathtub, as neither of us wanted to be apart even for a second today.Shedding the beautiful bridal gown, I stood naked next to Haydn."Huuuuuu. It is so comfortable," I enjoyed the warmth of the water."Let me give you a massage." Haydn's hands rested on my shoulders, providing much-needed relief to my stiffened back after a day of celebration. "Honey, you are so nice.""And your legs," considering Bella had been d
Bella’s povI hadn't been feeling comfortable lately. I found myself easily getting tired and falling asleep. Perhaps it was because I had been spending a lot of time preparing for the annual ball. Anyway, today was the day of the ball, and after it was over, I could finally take a good rest.As night fell, Haydn and I entered the banquet venue hand in hand. The guests were numerous, and after welcoming some people together, Haydn and I separated to greet our own guests."Bella, if you're tired, go rest in the room next to the banquet hall. Don't push yourself," Haydn told me before leaving."Alright, I understand."I took a glass of wine and sipped it lightly."Your Highness, you looked truly beautiful tonight," said Grace. She was wearing a dark green dress today and had a somewhat unique ring on."Thank you. Grace, your dress tonight suited you well, and your ring is quite special." Grace's expression stiffened, and she instinctively tried to pull back her hand but restrained herse
The Third Person’s povGray's consciousness began to blur; his body felt hot, and his inner desires urged him to approach Bella lying on the bed. However, the remnants of his sanity told him not to do so.The effects of the drug were strong, and he even started to experience some hallucinations, seeing Bella waving at him."Gray, come here," the imaginary Bella smiled at him."Gray, I need you," Bella extended a hand, inviting him.Gray shook his head, forcing himself to ignore it all. He told himself that everything was fake, just his own imagination, not real at all.Being locked in here with Bella undoubtedly meant someone had a plan to entangle them in a scandal. He couldn't let that person succeed.In a haze of consciousness, he took out a dagger and cut his own arm, giving himself a moment of clarity.How to solve the current dilemma? What should he do?Scream to attract someone? Gray dismissed this option; it would ruin Bella's reputation. If the guests outside saw him alone wi
Bella’s povI watched Grace's expression change from calm to panic and then to hysteria. She screamed, denying being the culprit, claiming ignorance. The girl before me, who had seemed somewhat shy and quiet in my impression, now appeared completely different. What drove her to commit such a terrible act, transforming herself into an ugly face?The guests were dispersed, and soldiers forced Grace to kneel. After her outburst, she fell silent."Grace, everything you've done is known to us.""Your Majesty, I don't know what you're talking about. You've got the wrong person," Grace regained her confidence."Forcibly denying won't save you from punishment.""Do you have any evidence?" Grace believed her plan was flawless. She had concealed the powder in her ring, and who would suspect this seemingly ordinary piece of jewelry? She was absolutely confident that she was a genius, and as long as no one found evidence, she couldn't be convicted. "Your Majesty, maybe the real killer is right be
Bella’s povI woke up from the darkness, my heart pounding rapidly. Haydn, still half-asleep, but instinctively patted my back. Ever since I became pregnant, he had been keeping a close eye on me at night, anticipating any needs I might have."Bella, you're sweating a lot on your back. Were you having a nightmare?" Haydn asked, woke up by my movements."I don't remember, but the terrifying feeling scared me.""I'm here, no one can hurt you."In a drowsy state, I drifted back to sleep, this time without any bad dreams, sleeping well.The Third Person’s povOlivia successfully escaped from the royal city, concealing her tracks all the way until she finally returned to the pack of the Rogue King, Enzo DeLuca. The pack was hidden in a secret location. Olivia was allowed passage only after revealing the wolf head tattoo on her arm to the guards.Led to meet Enzo, Olivia entered a room where skulls were piled like a tower, showcasing the cruelty of the room owner. Left alone in the room, sh
Bella's pov Sunset, after 6 PM The last glow in the sky faded away, and night fell. I picked up the daffodil vase from the windowsill, intending to move it to another place. I treaded lightly, trying not to make any sound to wake Haydn. He had been exhausted lately, never fully asleep since I got pregnant. The afternoon sun was perfect today, and he unintentionally dozed off while talking to me. I didn't have the heart to disturb him, deciding to let him rest and recharge. Suddenly, Haydn opened his eyes with a start. His eyes were dark, and his expression appeared cold. "Haydn, did I wake you?" I asked with concern. "No," Haydn shook his head, uttering a brief word. He rubbed his temples, seeming somewhat in pain. "Did you get a headache?" I placed the vase down, moved behind Haydn, and used my index fingers to massage his temples. "Feeling better?" Haydn nodded gently. "It's time for dinner," he said, then left the room without another word. He didn't invite me to join him,