"Vincent?"I call to the Beta as I knock on his room door. I hope Vincent is still in his room because Elijah seems to be sleeping. This is my chance to talk to the King's right-hand man.It doesn't take long before the door opens, and Vincent appears, freshly dressed and looking great. He gives me a respectful nod."Queen Delilah, good morning," he greets me. "What brings you here? This is not a place you're supposed to visit."According to the kingdom's rules, it's improper for someone of higher status to seek out those of lower status unless it's to confront or capture them. This is an outdated, unclear rule.I gently clear my throat. "I need to talk to you, and it's important.""Shall we talk on the back patio of the villa, my queen?" Vincent suggests.I nod in agreement and wait for Vincent to leave his room. We walk side by side to the back terrace. The morning air feels refreshing as I step outside and take a deep breath.I sit down while Vincent stands a few steps away from me
I rested my chin on the table and watched Aunt Disa and the maids in the kitchen, cooking and laughing together. They looked so happy and peaceful; I wished I could feel the same way. Just like back in the Davenport pack, everything felt comfortable and carefree.But I wasn't fortunate enough to enjoy that kind of simple life.My mind was in complete chaos, replaying the past few days' events. I couldn't even bring myself to talk to Vincent because of my guilt. Let alone face Elijah; I was too scared to even catch a glimpse of him from a distance. I avoided him altogether.My eyes met Aunt Disa's across the room."Deli? What's wrong?" Aunt Disa noticed my somber expression.I tried to hide it, but it seemed impossible since I'm a terrible liar.I shook my head quickly. "Nothing."Aunt Disa returned the salad spoon to the bowl and wiped her hands. She walked over and sat down next to me."You wouldn't look like this if it was nothing," she said. "Come on, tell me. Don't keep your feel
“We’re going to meet Elder Bishop,” Elijah said.I blinked. Tonight? All of a sudden?“Does it have to be tonight?” I asked.“I don’t want to waste any time. Besides, meeting Elder Bishop at night will be safer,” Elijah replied. “We could stay at the castle. After all, I’m supposed to live there, right?”I couldn’t argue with Elijah, so I could only nod weakly.Elijah came closer and took my hand. His demeanor was completely different from the last time—could he really be done being angry?Is he one of those short-tempered guys who explodes in the moment and then forgets about it? Whereas the consequences of his actions could leave scars on another wolf’s heart for decades.I glanced at Vincent, who was walking behind us, and noticed a slight smile on his lips.“But I’m not prepared for this. I’m still dressed like this,” I said quickly, trying to make an excuse. “When we go to the castle, I don’t want to be made fun of again.”Elijah chuckled. “Then let’s go to Eugenia’s first.”“I c
Delilah's smile curled at the corners of her lips, visible from the side of my eye. She appreciated the little things as if they were extraordinary. Even though we were just having dinner.I wondered if I had lost that sense of excitement over time. Even enjoying the breeze blowing through the car window? I've forgotten how to enjoy life.I admit it."My king? Why aren't you eating?" Delilah turned to look at my plate."Not very hungry.""Then why did you bring me here if you didn't want to eat?""I just wanted to take you to dinner. That's all."Delilah didn't answer; she just lowered her head slightly with a gentle smile.Am I being too obvious? Or do I look weak in front of Delilah?I feel as if Delilah's gaze exposes me as if she can see my darkest side. Even when I've broken her, she's always gotten back up again despite the many times I've hurt her.I watched Delilah eat her food with enthusiasm.This is just a simple treat, but she looks so happy. I really made Delilah suffer,
We arrived at the castle after midnight, and the gatekeeper immediately opened the gates. As the car pulled in, several maids stepped out of the main entrance, forming a line as they waited for us to leave.So much for secrecy when we wanted to meet Bishop discreetly. Why do all the maids know we’re coming? It seems ridiculous.“My king, my queen,” the maids greeted us as Elijah and I walked past them.The maids followed us from behind, heading for the left wing of the castle where Bishop quarters were located. That’s where Elena was. We made two turns, passed three small gardens, and finally arrived at the Bishop’s residence.In front of us was a small gate guarded by two wolves. After the small gate, I saw three doors lined up on the left and right sides of the corridor.The guards immediately opened the door on the left.“Elder Bishop has been expecting you, my king and queen. Please come in,” the guard said in a polite tone.The moment we stepped inside, I could smell the scent of
Our lengthy discussion finally ended, but the conclusion remained unclear. What had happened to me had to be investigated through the lineage of the previous pack, the Davenport Pack. I kept quiet, though, because I didn’t want Elijah and Bishop to know that I wasn’t Papa’s biological child. It wasn’t the right time yet, or maybe it was something I didn’t need to reveal.Since it was too late to return to the mansion, we decided to spend the night at the castle. Elijah and I slept in the right wing, which was eerily quiet. No one was around in this area, which is almost twice the size of the mansion.I could hardly sleep, thinking about the possibilities Bishop had laid out. Even though Elijah and Bishop tried to reassure me that I wasn’t necessarily a descendant of the Celestial Moon pack, I was still worried. Bishop had said that what had happened to me was a blessing. Since the Celestial Moon Pack had been cursed in the past and had become a forgotten myth, if I were their desc
“Let go of me!” I hissed angrily.I tried to pull away, but the damn guy twisted my arm behind my back. I let out a groan, but no one dared to help me.“Don’t make a scene. You’re just a lowly creature.” The guy sneered, laughing along with his friends.“Elijah...” I whimpered.“Who’s Elijah?” the guy chuckled quietly. “Your boyfriend?”“Her king.”The voice came from behind the guy, and suddenly, the grip on my arm loosened. I immediately pushed his hand away, and he and his friends groaned and bowed.I stepped back, relieved to see Elijah standing across from me. I was so grateful to see him there.“Lesser wolves,” Elijah growled.Those who had attacked me were now kneeling on the ground, their faces flushed as they clutched their throats in pain. The people around us stared, confused by what seemed to be a strange show.Elijah walked over and pulled me into his arms, his expression filled with concern. “What have they done to you?” he asked.I shook my head. “Let’s go home. Please,
I left my room and jogged lightly down the corridor, intending to go to Aunt Disa’s room. But I was stopped abruptly by Vincent, who suddenly appeared at the intersection.“Queen Delilah.” Vincent offered a thin smile. “Please, no running in the hallway. You’re about to be crowned.”I giggled, embarrassed. “I’m sorry, Vincent. I was in a hurry to see my aunt.”“Oh, could it wait a moment? King Elijah wishes to speak with you in his room.”I nodded quickly. “Yes, sure. I’ll go see King Elijah now.”Vincent walked beside me, and I couldn’t help but notice something different about him. He seemed slightly cheerful, though I couldn’t put my finger on why.The door to Elijah’s room was open, and I could hear voices inside. Vincent knocked on the door, and I stood in the doorway to greet Elijah.“Good afternoon, King Elijah,” I said.Inside, Elijah was with Eugenia. The king stood before a mirror while Eugenia stood behind him, helping him put on a fur coat.“What do you think, Delilah?” El