Third POVHarper stood frozen, unable to react, her body trembling. "You... killed... his... mother.""You heard me, Harper. Nothing good will come between you and Wyatt. Listen to Mommy," Karina said, each word instilling fear in Harper.Karina approached the vanity in the room, picking up a dark brown glass bottle containing black liquid. "Harper, this is a poison only us witches can concoct. You will take it and kill Wyatt."A wave of fear washed over Harper, feeling something in her stomach rise to her throat. "That's impossible. I won't hurt Wyatt.""Am I not clear enough, Harper? Do you think any alpha werewolf would want to be with a witch, whose mother killed his own mother?" Karina stared into Harper's eyes, and the intense headache returned. Karina's voice continued like a spell, "Tell me the answer. Would he fall in love with a witch like you?"Harper's body spasmed. She wanted to run away from Karina's gaze and questioning. But for some reason, she couldn't move at all. Ka
Third POVWyatt rushes out to find Harper looking around at the surrounding buildings of the Nightmare Barracks.She looked normal, too normal, as if nothing had happened.Wyatt slows down a little, "Harper, where have you been? We can't find you everywhere. Have you been in trouble?”Harper looked up and Wyatt noticed her eyes were a little red and puffy.She shook her head slightly, "No, I just wanted to get out and get some air. Being near the King's City was too depressing. Sorry, I meant to come back earlier, but this place is so big I got lost in the woods. ""You cried," Wyatt said, a little worried that something was wrong. "Honey, tell me what happened. If anyone did anything to you..."Harper interrupted Wyatt's remark, "I'm fine, I'm just a bit tired."Wyatt hesitated at Harper's interruption. Normally Harper didn't talk like that. It occurred to Wyatt that maybe he was putting too much pressure on Harper.He paused and said in a more relaxed tone, "I was worried about you.
Third POVAs Wyatt approached the room, his eyebrows furrowed and his gaze fixed firmly on the end of the corridor. He paused in the doorway, his hands clenched into fists, the knuckles turning slightly white with strength as tension tightened his muscles.Thoughts about Harper rushed through his mind, filling him with unease and conflict. He could easily kill any enemy, but when it came to Harper, he felt helpless.Finally, he suppressed all his emotions and pushed the door open.Suppressing all his emotions, Wyatt pushed the door open and as it swung open, he saw a dagger fall with a crunch to the floor at Harper's feet.Harper seemed a little nervous as she quickly kicked the dagger away, but soon hid it with a sweet smile. "You're back."Wyatt watched her and took a deep breath, trying to calm the restlessness in his heart. His gaze remained fixed on Harper, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul. "Aren't you asleep? You said you were tired."Harper's smile didn't falter
Harper's POV"Get out of my body!!" I shouted, feeling as if my body was being torn apart.I exerted all my strength, fighting to reclaim my consciousness. When I saw the dagger finally fall instead of piercing Wyatt's chest, all my muscles relaxed.Thank goodness. I would never forgive myself if I had hurt Wyatt.The world before my eyes blurred, and I could still see Wyatt yelling at me, but I couldn't hear anymore. I wanted to tell him I was okay, but I didn't know if I made any sound. I closed my eyes, overwhelmed by the pain coursing through every part of my body.In that strange room.When I heard that Karina had killed Wyatt's mother, the way I collapsed was like waves crashing down, completely undermining the children's carefully built sandcastle.How could my mother be such a woman kidnapped by ambition and slaughter? A self-satisfied killer?Karina continued to speak in my ear, her words like a spell gripping my insides. When I somewhat recovered from the chaos, I found that
Third POV"A witch?" Wyatt frowned, a look of absurdity written on his face. "Harper, are you joking? How could you possibly be a witch? You're my mate. The mate bond is here, between you and me. I can feel your heartbeat, your warmth, your emotions. You're a werewolf, Harper, just like me."Harper shook her head, tears streaming down her face. Wyatt's questioning felt like invisible hands tightly strangling her throat, taking away all the oxygen from her lungs. She struggled to speak, "Wyatt, I can't believe it either. I might be a hybrid of witch and werewolf.""Who told you these?" Wyatt pulled Harper into his arms, kissing her forehead gently. "I've never heard of werewolves and witches having offspring. Interspecies are dangerous. It's a lie, Harper."Harper's voice broke as she sobbed, "No, Wyatt, I hate to know this. But everything I've been through tells me it might be true."Wyatt released Harper, his lips tightly pressed together. "Tell me more," he said, his gaze scanning H
Harper's POV Bad dreams. I woke up from palpitations. Touching Wyatt's leather sofa, I consoled myself that I had escaped Karina. My heart didn't slow down due to self-assurance, as deep down, I knew this nightmare was far from over. Muffled male voices arguing at the door. It was Wyatt. I couldn't help but approach the door. Another voice was Steven's. "Luna", "witch", "race", and "betrayal" - these were the words I heard as I approached. I didn't catch the whole sentence, but I understood what Steven was trying to prove. Steven is talking about me. My heart sank, without anger. He was just stating a fact. I crouched slowly by the door, Wyatt's deep voice echoing from the other side of the wooden plank, "No more arguments. An Alpha who can't protect his Luna can't protect his pack." My eyes burned. Wyatt was being an idiot. Tears seeped through my hands and covered my face. The way he protected me made me feel warm and guilty. After a while, there was a soft knock on the
Third POVKarina hurriedly walked to her room, holding her forehead. Strands of hair fell from her loose bun, creating a stark contrast to her usual perfect appearance. In fact, her headaches had never stopped since she discovered that Harper, that little bitch, had somehow escaped her mental control.She pushed the door open to be greeted by darkness and her rapid pulse betrayed her anxiety - someone was waiting in the room.Karina murmured, "Ignite". Under her spell, the flames of several candles flickered to life, illuminating the silhouette of a woman in the center of the room.The woman slowly turned, revealing her creepy features, her hair white as snow, her skin pale as death, and her lips red as blood.She approached Karina, radiating a powerful and terrifying aura that forced Karina to involuntarily lower her head."Karina, your companions have invested so much to make you the Luna of the werewolves, and we expect something in return." The woman's gaze was sharp and direct li
Wyatt's POV I released my grip, but it was too late. Five deep fingerprints marked Harper's neck. She coughed violently. I stared at my trembling hands and whispered, "Sorry...Harper. I am sorry." It had been years since I had that dreadful nightmare. Why did it invade my dreams again today? Damn it, what's wrong with me? Amidst continuous coughing, Harper managed to say, "Wyatt... is... everything... okay?" A profound self-loathing and guilt surged within me. I nearly killed her, yet she only asked about me. No, I am not okay. Everything spiraled out of control since Karina captured Harper. Harper shouldn't have anything to do with Karina. I touched her neck, my voice dry, "Does it hurt?" She shook her head, and I noticed her chest rapidly rising and falling. Clearly, she lied to spare me more stress. I averted my gaze and sighed deeply, "I'm sorry, Harper. I feel off. Maybe you should leave to avoid further harm from me." "It's okay, Wyatt." I noticed a faint frown on her n
Third POV Wyatt went into hyper-protective mode after Harper became pregnant. He watched her every move like a hawk. "I feel like my freedom of movement is being violated," Harper complained, running her hand over her large belly and smiling mischievously at Wyatt from the mirror. She was four months pregnant now, and only three weeks away from her due date. Her child would be a winter baby. Harper turned around, feigning annoyance. "Did you hear what I said? I don't need a private nurse! I am a nurse myself!" "I know you're a great nurse, honey. " Wyatt approached and put his arms around her. "But even the greatest nurse can't deliver a baby for herself. It's all for your safety." Harper screwed up her face. "We already have five maids you've hired in the house. I have no privacy left." Wyatt kissed Harper's forehead. "All I ask is that they check on you every hour to make sure you haven't fainted. I can't have you fainting in the bathroom again." Harper couldn't reall
Third POVThe autumn wind blew through the streets, taking with it some of the yellowed leaves as if bidding farewell to the season. The ground was already thick with fallen leaves, making a rustling sound when stepped on.Wrapped tightly in her coat, Harper hurried into Central Hospital of King City. The usually elegant and beautiful Luna Queen looked a little casual today. Her hair hung loosely over her shoulders and her face looked a little pale.The passers-by were a little surprised to recognize her and greeted her with respect and affection. Harper barely managed a smile and nodded her head before quickening her pace and heading into the hospital.Inside the warm clinic room, Harper clutched the report nervously in her hand, her eyes darting between the screen and the doctor as she waited for his interpretation."Luna Harper, you are six weeks pregnant." The doctor's voice was gentle as he spoke.Harper's eyes fixed on the screen where a tiny white dot flashed, the undeniable pr
Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions.Third POVThe moon was round and bright, casting a silvery glow over the forest.In a clearing amidst towering trees and wildflowers, a huge bonfire crackled and crackled, its flames dancing in the night. Gathered around it were dozens of werewolves in human form, dressed in simple yet elegant leather and fur garb. Beyond them, a ring of guests attended the wedding - witches, leaders of other shapeshifting clans, invited by Wyatt.Compared to the grandeur of previous kings and queens' weddings, Wyatt and Harper had chosen the most traditional of ceremonies, one that was natural and unpretentious.Many werewolves had chosen human-style weddings recently, but for Harper, pledging her love in the moonlight was the image she had cherished since childhood. But little did she know that the man standing beside her would be the Alpha King of the Wolves.The clamor gradually subsided and the guests rose to look towards t
Third POVThe streets of Silvergray were filled with the broadcasting of the proclamations of the newly appointed king.Kelly watched the television and her eyes widened in shock, she had seen this man before at a Coming of Age party. He was obviously a nobody then, how had he become the reigning monarch?Kelly remembered what she had done at that time and a pang of regret came over her. How could she have missed such a good man?"We're working on ...."Suddenly Kelly heard a familiar voice. She jerked her head up and padded over to the television. When she saw Harper standing next to Wyatt on the news, the anger in her body quickly swelled.Things had been hard for Kelly lately. Her parents, who had never argued before, had begun to fight frequently. Then, her father inexplicably lost his wolf. His position as Alpha had been taken away and all that was left in his life was alcohol and fighting with Elena. Their home was completely destroyed!All of this happened after Harper defected
Third POVSteven's eyes dropped nervously as he began, "Your Majesty, I hate to interrupt your day, but we've got a serious situation. Last night, all hell broke loose on social media. Someone dropped a bombshell, revealing Harper's identity. They're saying she's not just any girl but a half-breed witch, and not just any witch, but a damn spy."Handing Wyatt a laptop, Steven pointed to the headline that practically screamed at them: "Revealed: True Identity of the Werewolf King's Fiancée - Bewitching Spy Unmasked."As Wyatt skimmed the article, he saw a photo of Harper standing alongside her mother, none other than Sophia, the head witch. The article claimed Harper was a half-breed witch who had infiltrated the werewolf kingdom under a false persona. It even accused her of using her enchanting powers on Wyatt, manipulating him into signing a treaty that favored witches while screwing over the werewolves."Bullshit," Wyatt scoffed as he slammed the laptop shut, his tone dripping with d
Third POVHarper gently turned her neck from side to side, feeling the tension ease from her muscles. She shrugged off her work overalls, revealing a simple yet elegant dress underneath. She had a date with Sofia tonight, and she didn't want to keep her waiting.She dashed towards the meeting point, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sofia's radiant smile. But when she arrived, she found no one there. Harper checked her watch, furrowing her brows at the numbers; they had already passed the agreed-upon time."Weird, Mom's never late," Harper murmured as she moved on, heading towards Sofia’s workplace. Lost in her thoughts, she failed to notice the figure in front of her until she bumped into a solid chest."Ow," Harper rubbed her nose and looked up to see Wyatt gazing down at her with a smirk."Fancy meeting you here, Puppy.""Wyatt? What are you doing here?"Wyatt raised an eyebrow. "Someone was taking forever to see me, so I decided to track her down.""Sorry," Harper said somewhat sheepis
Third POVSofia's tears fell softly as she turned her face away to wipe them. When she finally looked back, her features regained their composure, an air of softness settling over her. "I don't know if she wants to," she said.Wyatt's gaze was gentle. "Shall I go tell her you're here?" His tone carried a comforting reassurance.A faint smile tugged at the corners of Sofia's lips, though her eyes shimmered with doubt. "Do you think she'll be happy? No, I'm so foolish... Perhaps she'll despise me. It's only fitting."Wyatt's voice carried a note of conviction. "I can sense her feelings, and I assure you, it won't be as you fear. Trust me and the bond between me and Harper's wolf." His words filled the space, brimming with certainty. "She longs for you."Sofia's laughter rang. Tears, this time born of joy, traced a path down her cheeks. "Then please, go and tell my girl that her mother has returned.""Of course," Wyatt responded, a playful glint in his eye. He added, "Consider it done. I
Third POVWyatt's attention was completely captured by the woman in front of him. He surveyed her carefully. She bore a striking resemblance to Harper, only slightly older. Anyone who had seen these two women could easily deduce their relationship.Her deep green eyes were a shade darker than Harper's, exuding elegance and nobility. The hushed whispers behind him grew louder. If the guests weren't as shocked as he was, they were even more astonished."The pleasure is all mine, Sofia," Wyatt extended his right hand to Sofia, completing the friendly handshake. He invited her to sit down and the murmur in the room grew louder.No one could ignore an immensely powerful witch, least of all the werewolves.When a maid approached Sofia with a cup of tea, she stumbled and almost spilled the hot tea all over Sofia's shoulder. But Sofia simply waved her hand and the cup floated back to her, defying gravity."I'm so sorry, Lady Sofia," the maid said nervously."It's all right, darling." Sofia's
Third POVThe faint light of dawn seeped through the gaps in the curtains, casting soft shadows on the floor. Everything was so tranquil. Harper woke up first, she was tightly enveloped in Wyatt's arms.Six past five in the morning, the clock on the wall read.Harper felt that this was the best sleep she had had in a while. She gently pulled Wyatt's arm away from her and attempted to leave the bed without making any noise.She failed at the first step. The mattress creaked. And she heard Wyatt's soft laughter behind her. "Morning, puppy."His voice was slightly husky from just waking up, which made it sound particularly alluring. Harper felt a little embarrassed as she turned to meet Wyatt's deep gaze.The deep green silk sheet rested lightly on his waist. He lazily propped his head up on his arm, revealing his broad shoulders and chiseled chest and abs, the toned lines of which extended to where the covers covered them. "Where are you going, honey?"Harper cleared her throat, trying