Third POV Harper's eyes flew open, battling against a wave of throbbing pain. She found herself trapped in a rundown warehouse. Her hands are tied, tightly bound to an old chair with rough ropes. She tried to struggle and call for help, but her voice was muffled by the tape tightly covering her mouth. Her heart raced with fear as she frantically scanned her surroundings, only to be met with a pile of dilapidated furniture and a closed iron door. The iron door creaked open, and Mason entered the dimly lit room. Harper's eyes widened in terror as she fought to free herself. Mason approached Harper in long strides, gripping her chin forcefully. His hand tightened even more as he ripped the tape off her mouth, his lips contorted into a sadistic smirk. "Enjoying my way of waking you up, baby?" he hissed in a low, menacing tone, reveling in his wicked game. "Let me go! You bastard!" Harper struggled with all her might, delivering a powerful kick to Mason's shin with her still-mob
Third POV Ten minutes ago. Harper was tied to the chair, feeling her brain spinning and her nerves throbbing. She had no idea what that bastard Mason used on her. Time passed slowly, and for her, every second was agonizing. Suddenly, the screeching sound of a car braking came from outside the warehouse. Harper jerked her head up and looked towards the door. It must be Wyatt. Despite knowing the danger, he still came. Mason glanced at Harper, a sinister smile spreading across his face. He made a mocking whistle and said, "Looks like your hero has arrived." Then he left the warehouse, locking the heavy iron door behind him. Harper surveyed the bombs hidden under the white cloth around her, feeling extremely anxious. She had to figure out a way to do something, or both she and Wyatt would be in danger. Harper racked her brain, desperately searching for an escape plan, but she was immobilized by the restraints. Then, she noticed some leftover glass shards on the broken wi
Third POV As Wyatt left the hospital, dusk was approaching. He hoped to resolve everything before the day ended. Steven reminded him that the arrangements in the city had been made. Wyatt had anticipated his father's tricks, but he still found it laughable when he heard that King had prepared some new weapons. He chose to travel in his wolf form instead of a car. His wolf was furious today, not just because the full moon was near. Harper's encounters and her mother's legacy reminded him once again of what he needed to protect. He left Slivergray and arrived in King City in a short period of time. Wyatt was one of the fastest shifters in the world, and he was confident about that. As he transformed back into his human form and entered his father's castle once again, his breathing grew heavier. He had a premonition that his father might be manipulating him using his mother's death. "You've finally returned, my son." His father's voice, which made him sick, echoed from behind
Third POV Prince Simon, the second prince of the Wolf Kingdom, walked quickly through the corridors of the palace. His face was grim, and his eyes filled with disbelief and anger. The frigid wind roared through the palace corridors as Prince Simon hurried along. His steps were quick and powerful, his body tense, and his face darkened with a brooding expression, reflecting the remnants of disbelief and anger in his eyes. He angrily pushed open the doors to a magnificent chamber. The door slamed forcefully against a marble pillar, breaking the morning tranquility with a dull thud. His mother, the second Luna Queen of the Wolf Kingdom, was elegantly seated at her vanity, gracefully brushing her silky, flowing hair. The mirror reflected her exquisite and alluring beauty, in stark contrast to Simon's anxious and angry face. The queen heard the noise and paused her actions. Without turning her head, she frowned at Simon's reflection in the mirror. "You should have knocked, boy. Wha
Third POV Each word in the letter made Harper feel disbelief. "He's getting engaged?! But he never mentioned it to me..." Harper held the letter, unsure of what to do, her voice trembling. "Did Wyatt ask you to send me this invitation?" "No," Simon's eyes gleamed mischievously. "I specifically got this invitation for you." "What do you mean?" Harper felt strange, staring intently at Simon. Simon pulled out a chair and placed it in front of Harper's bed, then sat down. He leaned in close, with a mysterious look on his face. "Miss Harper, if I'm not mistaken, you were Wyatt's girlfriend, right?" Harper opened her mouth but didn't know how to answer. She didn't know how to define her relationship with Wyatt during this time. Although they were having a great time together these days, they had not yet confirmed their relationship. She thought they could let the relationship run free, but now she was confused about its future. Simon took Harper's silence as confirmation. He
Third POV "Harper!" Dr. Laura burst into the room, holding a syringe, and quickly injected Harper with a sedative. She hurriedly approached the bed, her eyes filled with concern as she observed Harper's expression. Harper's emotions were still unsettled, with a mix of fear and confusion in her eyes. Dr. Laura gently reassured her, "Harper, you're safe now. Just relax and take deep breaths." Dr. Laura paused for a moment, then continued with concern, "Did something happen with Wyatt that caused such a drastic change in your emotions? Your physical condition is currently unstable, and it's not suitable for you to be overly agitated." Harper deliberately avoided the topic of Wyatt, shifting the conversation with a distant gaze. She asked, "How did my body end up like this?" Dr. Laura sighed and softly explained, "It's because the wolfsbane in your system hasn't been completely cleared yet. That's why your werewolf state is extremely unstable. It can cause emotional instability a
Third POV At the highest point of the King City, the big church was filled with laughter and joy as people dressed in their finest attire eagerly awaited the grand engagement ceremony about to take place. Magnificent decorations adorned every corner, and golden silks and jewels shimmered with the brilliance of the court. In the center of the church stood Ava, dressed in a red gown, wearing a crown adorned with pearls and diamonds. A graceful smile graced her lips as she embraced and greeted every visiting guest. "These are all the nobles of King City. I must make a good impression." Ava thought. Glancing to the side, she noticed Wyatt, who should have been standing beside her, was nowhere to be seen. Ava felt a hint of displeasure but quickly denied it. "Once I become the Luna Queen, this man will eventually be mine," she thought with determination. Amidst the noise, the King and Queen entered the church, surrounded by the crowd. Ava quickly put on her sweetest smile and curt
Third POV "No, I didn't. I was just passing by," Harper replied. "Do not lie. Tell me, did you see something?" Carter's face darkened. "I didn't go inside the study," Harper insisted. "Is that so? Then show me your backpack," Carter reached out towards Harper's backpack, but she quickly stepped back. Carter's expression turned extremely scary. "You already know, don't you?" Sensing the danger emanating from him, Harper tried to remain calm. "I don't know what you're talking about." "Then hand me that damn bag!" Carter charged forward, one hand gripping Harper's neck and the other trying to snatch her backpack. "Yes, I know! What are you going to do, kill me?" Seeing that Wyatt didn't believe what she said at all, Harper simply roared loudly. Carter stopped his movements and said in a harsh tone, "Why will you never learn to be good? What else can I do to get rid of your recklessness?" His face was hidden in the shadows as if he had changed into another person. In a