Harper's POVWhen I opened my eyes again, I found that my eyes were filled with white, and I soon realized that I was lying in the hospital ward of the pack.Even though I was treated by the doctor, the wounds on my body were still painful. Since my wolf Mila fell asleep 5 years ago, my ability to heal myself has decreased greatly.The room was empty except for the wind blowing the curtains. As I was getting out of bed, I suddenly heard a familiar voice."Don't move yet, the doctor says you need to rest." My boyfriend Mason came in from the door with a glass of water. It seems he was the one who brought me to the hospital.I was lying back on the bed, and he took a pillow for me to lean on. Then he gave me the water and asked me, "How are you feeling? "I took the cup and forced a smile to him. "I'm all right".Mason took a seat by my side and said softly, "Harper, I'm very sorry about your demotion."His tone was very gentle, but it made me feel even more frustrated and ashamed. I cl
Third POV"What? Are you going to let me live here?" Wyatt said in disbelief."I'm terribly sorry, Master Wyatt. This is the only hotel in the vicinity that has any availability." Steven, the butler of Wyatt, bowed his head and said nervously.When they arrived at the Silvergray Pack today, it was already late at night. On the way to the prepared castle, their car suddenly broke down, so they had to get out and start looking for somewhere to stay.Steven looked all over the area, and the only place that still had a few rooms available was this small hotel. For his venerable master, it might indeed be difficult for him to accept this place."Never mind," Wyatt wiped his brow and asked, "When will the car be repaired?""The car has been sent for repair and will be ready tomorrow." Steven's answer was quick.Hearing the answer, Wyatt sighed, "Got it, you can go and get some rest now."Steven was relieved to find out that Wyatt had not counted on his mistake. "Yes, Master Wyatt. I hope yo
Third POV After an unknown amount of time, Wyatt broke the kiss and reluctantly left Harper's lips. He held her, burying his head in her shoulder, breathing in her scent with abandon. His wolf wanted to enter her, to make her his right now, but Wyatt showed great restraint in not moving further. She seemed too drunk to know who he was. He didn't want to be rude to her. Wyatt took a deep breath and with great strength ordered himself away from her, only to find Harper pulling on his arm to stop him from leaving. "Are you sure you want to go on?" He looked back at Harper, eyes brimming with restrained desire. "Don't go away, please." Harper nodded and pressed his hand to her cheek with a pleading expression. Her breathing had not yet calmed from the deep kiss she had just received, and her cheeks had become even redder, as fresh and tender as ripe cherries. The green eyes looked like water-washed emeralds, and the curled lashes were streaked with a few crystal
Third POVWyatt placed his body on top of Harper again, but she had buried her head in the quilt and did not respond for a long time. He turned her cheek, only to find that she had fallen into a deep sleep. He looked helplessly down at his lower body and sighed. It seemed he would be taking another cold shower tonight.In her sleep, Harper didn't care about his embarrassing situation and rolled over to mess up the quilt even more.Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Wyatt brushed her messy hair and gently pinched her soft cheek. He tucked her hands under the quilt to help her sleep more comfortably and gently left a kiss on her forehead."Good night, my little rascal."————Harper opened her eyes and shook her head, which was sore enough to burst with her hangover. She got out of bed and her first glance around the room was that this was not her little room at home, but a hotel.The room was a mess, with overturned chairs and clothes as a reminder that there must have been some sor
Third POV"What, that's not possible." Hearing what Wyatt said, Harper's first reaction was one of surprise and disbelief. Judging by his clothing and demeanor, Wyatt should be someone at the top of his pack, most likely an Alpha. How was it that an abnormal wolf shifter like her could be his mate?Wyatt seemed surprised by her reaction, but he didn't give up. He leaned closer to her and said, "You don't believe me?""You might get things wrong. I can't be your mate," Harper said with a strong insistence. Finding the distance between them a little dangerous, that she could even feel his warm breath on her neck, Harper quietly stepped back a little."Why?" asked Wyatt with a frown."It's because I am an Omega," Harper replied in a low voice."Omega? How could you be an Omega?" Wyatt held out his hand to Harper, trying to confirm her physical state.He had no doubt that his senses were not mistaken, but why did Harper look as if she had no sense of mate bond at all and said she was Omeg
Third POVThe blow was so hard that Harper felt a spell of dizziness and a burning pain in her cheek. She covered her face without speaking.Elena crossed her arms, pointed at Harper, and scolded,"Is this how you repay your parents for raising you for so long? Couldn't even pass the talent appraisal and became the lowest Omega! Who would have thought that the most powerful couple in the pack would actually have an Omega as their daughter? You have ruined the reputation of the whole family!"Harper knew it was wrong that she'd failed the talent appraisal and been demoted to Omega. She was the one who didn't want it to happen more than anybody else, and she also wanted to be a strong wolf shifter, but her body wouldn't allow her to fulfill that desire.Harper bit her lip, listening to Elena in silence."How dare you even fight with your sister? Look how seriously you bit her hand. Apologize to Kelly right now." Elena didn't stop her accusation because of Harper's silence."Yeah, mom. I
Third POVNot knowing what to do, Harper felt nervous and afraid. She wanted her necklace back, but she also knew that Wyatt must have had another purpose for not choosing to give it back to her directly. After much hesitation, Harper picked up her cell phone and called the number on the card.The call was answered quickly, but not by Wyatt himself."Is this Miss Harper?" An unfamiliar voice came on the other end, polite but without a trace of warmth."Yes, where is Wyatt?", Harper asked straightly."Master Wyatt is busy right now. I'm his butler Steven. Thank you very much for this call. He had been waiting for it for a very long time." The other end of the line answered."Is my necklace in Wyatt's possession? What will it take for him to return it to me?" Harper asked anxiously.Steven replied, "Master Wyatt promised he will return the necklace to its owner, but first he wants to invite Miss Harper to have dinner with him."Harper felt a wave of anger rises to the surface. She knew
Third POVWyatt looked at Harper faintly with those golden eyes, his mouth tinged with a seemingly absent smile, as if she were naked and unable to hide in front of him. She was wrapped in his embrace, his broad and fiery chest pressed against her back, but she felt her body slowly growing cold.After a few seconds, or even minutes, Harper slowly parted her lips, but all of a sudden Wyatt raised his glass to her. The cold liquor rushed into her mouth and she quickly closed her mouth, but a few drops spilled out of the corner of her mouth and ran down her chin to her collarbone."Ahem!" Choking on the alcohol, Harper coughed violently.Wyatt rubbed her back with his big hand and said with a wicked smile, "Ah, sorry, I didn't mean to, I was just looking at your beautiful lips and lost my focus."Harper looked up and glared at Wyatt in annoyance. He cupped her chin with his hand, pressed his thumb hard against her lips, wiped away the remnants of red wine, and said in a magnetic voice,
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