I hurried to peel the vegetables and finished before lunch. Wanda's introductory event was scheduled for later, so I sat and waited, looking for the right moment to slip away. But what should I do?"Don't be reckless," Lona warned me."If my theory is right, Elijah or Vincent must know about it.""You have no proof, Delilah. Don't be ridiculous."I stopped listening to Lona and concentrated on a strategy for entering the palace's inner chambers. If I didn't act now, I would be trapped there. Tomorrow would only make it harder to find Elijah or Vincent.Now was the perfect time, with so many people arriving and everyone's attention focused on the festivities.The door opened, and the head maid immediately scanned the room, her eyes landing on the pile of vegetables I had already cleaned. I dared not look at her, but I could feel her eyes on me."You have nothing else to do? Everything's peeled?" she asked, double-checking.I nodded."I can't assign you to work in the palace, even thou
"Enough!" The scream came from Catherine's lips, and my eyes widened in disbelief as I saw her slap our daughter across the face. Instinctively, I grabbed Catherine's arm and shook my head hard at her. "Catherine, what are you doing?" I asked. But Catherine ignored me, her attention focused on Delilah. Her gaze was cold as she stared at my mate. "Go back to your place, and don't show your face here without proper authorization!" Catherine ordered sharply. "If you do, I won't hesitate to punish you accordingly!" "Cath—" Suddenly, Wanda interrupted me and threw herself into my arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Dad! I can't accept the way Mom is acting!" she cried. "You're being disrespectful, and I didn't raise you to act like this!" Catherine snapped. She quickly bowed her head to me in apology. "Forgive me, my king. But I've been raising and teaching Wanda all this time. If you disapprove, feel free to punish me." "Dad!" Wanda continued to cry. My goodness, what's gott
Even though the stench of rotting vegetables filled the air, this was the safest place for me—for now. My knees were still shaking from seeing Catherine slap Wanda so hard. It was something I had never imagined."Is Catherine defending me?" I muttered in disbelief."She's defending herself," Lona replied calmly."What do you mean?""Can't you see it? Catherine is trying to gain King Elijah's trust," Lona scoffed. "She'll do anything, even slap her own daughter.""So it's just an act?" I asked."I think so," Lona replied.Lona explained that Catherine would do whatever it took to keep her position until Elijah crowned her Queen Luna. If Wanda's behavior made Elijah unsympathetic, it would jeopardize Catherine's plans."But they're not mates, are they? How could they ever be together?" I asked, confused."It doesn't matter as long as Catherine ends up on the throne.""Even then, Elijah could still dethrone her or cast her out, couldn't he?""That would be difficult because of Catherine'
The wolves gathered in the hall were visible through the large windows as I watched them from the tower above. Vincent had ended our conversation earlier and brought me here instead. I couldn't understand his intentions."Can you see them, Delilah?" Vincent asked."Yes, although they look small from up here.""How do they look from a distance?"I shrugged. "They look happy, surrounded by friends, and their clothes are beautiful. What else can I say? The royal wolves look glamorous, elegant, and cool.""If you were down there now, would you say the same?"I didn't answer, and I'm not sure where Vincent was going with this conversation. Still, I carefully watched the wolves down below, noticing how each one seemed eager to show off."Are you saying the royal wolves are arrogant and like to brag about their wealth?" I asked.Vincent shook his head. "If you were among them, you'd probably be humiliated because you're not...""A royal wolf," I whispered.Vincent explained that if I stood b
"No!" I screamed.I struggled, but the guards dragged me back inside the palace to the main hall.Elena, you sneaky snake!After Vincent risked everything to help me escape Tracy and Benson's clutches, Elena pulled this outrageous stunt.Cold sweat dripped down my back as we approached the main hall doors. My hands felt numb from the guards' tight grip. The guards at the door gave me confused looks, but Elena quickly ordered them to open the doors.I caught Elena casting a triumphant glance in my direction, a mischievous smile on her lips, before she strutted confidently into the hall. As expected, all eyes turned to her entrance and mine. Gasps rippled through the room as they saw me being escorted in."Is that the fake Luna?""Why is she being brought here? Has she caused trouble again?""An Omega in the middle of a royal celebration? What is Beta Elena thinking?"The whispered judgments filled the air, loud enough for me to hear every word. I forced myself to keep my head down. Thi
My back cracked as I stretched out on the bed. The welcome party had been a nightmare for all the workers. We had to work day and night, cleaning up countless messes. Piles of dirty dishes and scrubbing the hall until the floors shone were just the tip of the iceberg. Wanda's welcome feast had lasted three nights, and I was fed up. In addition to peeling vegetables, I'd been stuck washing dishes—a never-ending task. I stepped out of my room. Though my body still ached with exhaustion, work wouldn't wait. After a quick shower and dressing, I headed straight for the kitchen. But as I approached, the head maid intercepted me. "You're needed in the back warehouse, near the stables," she ordered. "The stables?" I asked, surprised. I hadn't even known that the palace had stables. It was so huge, with many rooms I hadn't seen yet. We were only allowed to walk in certain areas outside the palace. "Move it. There's work to be done," she barked. I nodded obe
"You insolent Omega!" Catherine snapped. "King Elijah almost lost his life because of you! You should just die!"I held my cheek where Catherine slapped me and glared back at her more defiantly. She could say whatever she wanted about me, but I had never intended to hurt Elijah. Hearing her words made Lona angry as well."How dare you look me in the eye, Omega? You have no remorse at all, do you?" Catherine hissed."I am ready to die if anything happens to King Elijah," I replied firmly. "I never wanted anything to happen to him, not even a hair on his head."Catherine scoffed. "Then don't you see Elijah lying there? Are you blind? And who do you think is responsible for this?""Wolfsbane."The interrupting voice came from Vincent, who was now standing behind Catherine. "Someone set it on fire on purpose to harm Delilah. She was even locked up in an abandoned barn near the stables."Catherine looked stunned. "That's impossible, Beta Vincent. Why would she be there? Isn't it her job to
I entered Elijah's chamber and immediately felt the warmth of his presence. He was sitting in bed, looking pale and weak but otherwise unharmed. Thank goodness. Healers moved about the room, checking on the king, while Bishop and, of course, Catherine remained by his side.The she-wolf watched me with suspicion, her gaze sharp and judgmental. I could feel the weight of her scrutiny, but I didn't care. My attention was solely on the King—he was the one who had summoned me. Let Catherine curse me all she wanted."Delilah, come here," Elijah called.I bowed in respect as I stood at his bedside, though all I wanted to do was hug him. The emotions welling up inside me were overwhelming; my chest felt like it was going to explode."I'm relieved you're safe, Delilah," Elijah said weakly. "I'm going to get to the bottom of this."Our eyes locked, and I fought back tears as I nodded."Thank you, King Elijah. All I care about is your recovery," I replied.A deliberate cough broke the moment. C
Right at midnight, I heard the faint sound of a wolf howling. Whether it was a sign from Bishop or Michael, I didn't know, but it immediately put me on high alert as I rushed to the cell door. There was no sign of anything, not even footsteps echoing down the narrow corridor. Just silence. Suddenly, more howling erupted, sending shivers down my spine. An attack—that's what I gathered from their warning cries. But why? Why would Michael and Bishop go to such lengths to stage an attack just to get me out of here? A faint smell of smoke reached my nose, followed by distant sounds of chaos that grew louder. What the hell was going on? I heard hurried footsteps entering the cell block, and then I saw Michael panting heavily. "This was your plan? To cause a riot?" I asked. Michael's face was as pale as the moon, and he shook his head frantically. "There's an attack by rogue wolves! They're attacking the palace!" he shouted. My eyes widened. "Rogue wolves
"Yes, I did," Elena replied bluntly.I stood up, and anger immediately surged through me. "Are you too much of a coward to admit what you did, Beta Elena? That you had to blame me?"I should've brought a recorder so everyone would know that Elena was the one who poisoned Catherine. I was the only one hearing her confession, and it all felt pointless.My teeth clenched, and my hands balled into fists. If we weren't in this cell, I would have beaten her to a pulp. I never feared Elena, even though she was Elijah's sister."I could admit everything, but I'm not the one who needs to leave this place, Delilah. You're the one who needs to get out of this palace." Elena crossed her arms."You hate me that much?""I don't care about you. I care about my brother's position. Do you understand?"Elijah's position? What did she mean? Bishop once said that Elena always had her own agend
The guards took me out of the cell a few hours later. I didn't know precisely how long it had been, but the sky was dark when I looked out the window on the way to the hall. All the royal alphas, along with Wanda and Bishop, were already gathered there. I was ordered to kneel before the empty throne, my head bowed low.The doors to the hall opened again, and I caught Elijah's scent. A shiver ran down my spine as he passed me. I could feel his anger, though I couldn't tell who it was directed at. Elijah took a seat on the throne and stared at me intently."You poisoned Queen Catherine, I've heard. Delilah, how many more times are you going to cause trouble?" Elijah asked.I swallowed hard and shook my head. "Even if I protest my innocence, the accusation will stick to me. So, my king, I've accepted whatever sentence you decide."Wanda cleared her throat. "Just have her beheaded, father."What? Beheaded? If I were really to die, she and Catherine would be the first to come after me. An
Dinner was ordered, and I, along with the other maids, promptly went to the dining room and set the dishes on the table. As we left the room, Elena walked past us, entering first, followed by Catherine and the Lunas on their way to the dining area.We maids lined up neatly to let them pass. The Lunas looked at me with disdain; they knew who I was, the fraud.How long will that label stick to me? If they knew the truth, these Lunas would bow down to me."Or maybe they'd try to eliminate you," Lona muttered. "You're a descendant of a pack that was destroyed. More like wiped out on purpose."I ignored Lona's words and followed the other maids back to the kitchen. Once there, I quickly searched for my bag and was relieved to find it still there. There was no way it could have been lost or stolen. I decided to leave it where it was."Hey, what's your name?" one of the maids called out."Delilah.""Come join us in the kitchen. We need a break, too," she invited warmly.I sat awkwardly in a
The air duct seemed endless, narrow, and stifling. Sweat poured down my body, but curiosity overcame fear and exhaustion. I saw a speck of bright light ahead—it must be the end. I pushed open the air duct cover and crawled out.I found myself surrounded by a wood. This must be outside the palace walls. There was no visible path, but I noticed a patch of grass shorter than the rest. It looked trampled, probably the intruder's trail."Stop! We must return to the palace, or you'll be in trouble!" Lona warned."But this is my way out, isn't it? If I'm going to escape, now is the perfect time.""Don't be ridiculous! We don't know what lurks in these woods! Don't be reckless!"I took a deep breath. "Okay, okay..."There was no way I could wander through the woods like this, even in daylight. But at least I'd found the way of the intruders. No wonder they escaped so easily. Who would have thought there was a secret passage in the laundry room?I climbed back into the air duct and returned to
"Camden, Arlington, Fergus, and Orson."Michael said the names without hesitation. Regardless of whether his suspicions turned out to be true, he couldn't afford to voice them recklessly. He could lose his head for it if he accused someone without proof.And that was the problem—evidence. What kind of evidence did Michael have?The royal wolves had immense power. They could twist the truth to their advantage, and a young wolf like Michael could be easily disposed of."Do you have solid proof to accuse them?" I asked."Not yet. But I've pieced things together from the last decade's events." Michael rubbed his chin. "I do my homework, Deli."Did Michael seriously say that? I don't understand why he should bother thinking about the traitor. Was Bishop's discussing this with his youngest son? Until Michael was obsessed with it?"You're playing detective because your life is boring. Before you start making accusations, you should have something solid.""I will. It's just a matter of time."
The following day, at dawn, I carried a basket of laundry from the Queen's chamber to the outer part of the palace.I passed through the gates that led to the Bishop's chamber and his family's residence and headed for the garden. His chamber faced the garden, and I tried to remember which window belonged to Michael's room."Which one is his room?" I murmured, scanning the row of windows."Try the one that's open," Lona suggested. "You could climb in.""Good idea.""In case you get caught and beheaded, maybe I should say farewell now," she added sarcastically."That won't happen."I set the basket down near the bushes and climbed up the ledge. It wasn't too tricky; I could do it.After a few minutes, I reached the open window and inhaled a familiar scent. Michael!I slipped inside and found Michael fast asleep on his bed. I hurried over to him."Michael," I whispered, shaking his shoulder.His eyes fluttered open, and our eyes locked for a moment before he jerked awake."Shit! What are
Returning to the maids' quarters and celebrating this small victory felt satisfying. As I left the hall, I caught sight of Catherine's sour expression, and it felt so good to see her utterly defeated."You're asking for trouble," Nana said worriedly. "Queen Catherine could come after you, Delilah.""I only did what I had to do," I replied."You shouldn't have defended Gema."Of course, hearing Nana's words, Gema and Cassie immediately fell silent. Especially Gema, whose face turned red with suppressed anger."You're the one who caused the trouble, so you should take responsibility for it!" Nana accused. "Queen Catherine will be watching all of us now, and it's all because of you!""I had already accepted my fate when Queen Catherine ordered me to lie, Nana!" Gema snapped. "But Delilah stood up for me! Now I know who my true friends are and who aren't!""I'm not against you! But your actions have put us all in danger!"The tension between them escalated, and I quickly stepped between t
I awoke with a dull ache all over my body, yet it felt strangely satisfying. My sleep had been deep, dreamless, and restful.And now I was fully aware I was in the King's chamber. Then, the memory of me trying to seduce Michael, only to end up with Elijah, hit me like a thunderbolt. Had I lost my mind?"Welcome home," Lona's voice echoed in my head. "You're finally awake.""What happened?""It seems Catherine tried to slip a stimulant into Elijah's tea. Next time, just throw it out. You never know—it could be poison.""That was an accident, Lona. I never meant to drink it myself if it hadn't stopped Cassie."I let out a small sigh and touched the empty spot beside me on the bed. Cold. Elijah was gone.Heat rushed to my face as flashes of last night came flooding back. Even though my consciousness had been hazy, I could still remember everything. Our bonding had been intense—pleasurable, even. I couldn't say it was beautiful, not under the influence of that cursed potion.But it had fe