Third POV After listening to Scarlett's analysis, Wyatt clenched his fist, furious that someone within the palace had conspired with witches. But after all these years, there was finally progress. Whoever had killed his mother, he would make them pay a painful price. Wyatt stood up and said to Harper, "Harper, I have to leave to take care of some things. Scarlett will look after you. " Harper nodded calmly on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil. She wondered if she should tell the 'truth' that Carter had told her with scarlet eyes that day, the part about the witch. Part of her thought it was a complete lie from Carter. Maybe Carter was wrong, he shouldn't have treated her this way. But the strange power she had unleashed at that time seemed to indicate that her lineage might truly be more complicated than she thought. These conflicting thoughts entangled her mind, preventing her from opening her mouth. In the end, she chose to remain silent, watching Wyat
Third POV Noah smelled that familiar scent again, a breath that made his blood boil and his soul tremble. It belonged to his mate, only she could give off such a scent. He could see her shape and hear her heartbeat. This time, he felt her presence more than ever. His eyes were filled with longing and fever. After so many years, this moment had finally arrived. He couldn't contain his excitement and let out a roar, wanting to rush over to possess her, to mark her, to make her his own. He urged Wyatt madly to move, but Wyatt kept his sanity. Wyatt said that she was still weak and that they would have to wait until she was fully recovered before they could do the marking. However, the strong desire made Noah unbearable, and he gathered all his strength to try to break through Wyatt's restraints and take control of Wyatt. Wyatt felt his body shift uncontrollably and asked in horror, "What are you going to do, Noah? This is not the time for you to come out!" Noah, however, com
Third POV Groups of warriors surrounded them like an impenetrable wall. Harper felt Wyatt grip her hand tightly as if he wanted to crush her bones. The tense atmosphere made her heart beat faster like it would jump out of her chest. "Don't make me say it again, kneel down!" A voice echoed from high above, rattling the air like thunder. Harper felt a pressure that was so strong that she could barely catch her breath. It was an absolute order that everyone had to obey. She saw all the warriors kneeling on the ground as if they were paying homage to a god. Harper's body shook and she felt an unspeakable fear that something was about to happen and it wouldn't be good. Her eyes fought their way through circle after circle of warriors in search of the source of the sound. It was a luxuriously dressed man, his eyes sharp as knives, making people afraid to look at him directly. Had these people been sent by Carter? But their uniforms and insignia are completely different from t
Harper's POV Smelling damp and moldy, I opened my eyes and found myself in total darkness. Oh yes, the soldiers threw me straight into the dungeon. I thought I was going to die. The severe pain in my ribs reminded me that the beating I had just received was real. It was the first time I'd set foot in King City, but I didn't expect to be trapped in this gloomy cell. Everything around me made me feel scared and hopeless, but what made me even more disturbed was the truth I had just learned. Wyatt is a prince. The business union he's talking about turns out to be the one that concerns the most people in the werewolf world. He was a prince through and through. What he had said about not wanting me to suffer with the knowledge of that information. A lump formed in my throat. Wyatt was right. Knowing that made me more miserable. No, it was despair. There was no possibility for us. I repeated it over and over in my mind until tears filled my eyes. Now, it's all over. I burst into
Harper's POV "What do you mean WE SPLIT HERE?" I saw a lot of surprises in Wyatt's eyes and he stopped for a beat. I bit my lip and felt as if my heart was being torn apart, but I raised my head, looked him straight in the eye, and said in a firm, determined tone, "Wyatt, I think it's time for everything between us to end." "That's impossible." He reached out and grabbed my wrist, pulling me into his arms. He was breathing heavily, "You can't leave me like this. Harper, do you remember? That's what you promised!" "That's because at the time I wanted to give us a chance. Now I realize I don't love you at all." I pushed him away with all my strength, took a step back, and told the lie that broke my heart. "No, you're lying," Wyatt said firmly and insistently. He chased after me. "If you want to say that this is all wishful thinking about me, then tell me, why does your heart race every time you see me? Why do you cry out of worry every time I get hurt? And why did you risk yo
*Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions.Harper‘s POV"Everybody out of the room, please," Scarlett yelled at the others.She ended the conversation with me, knowing that I had already made my decision, no matter how dangerous it was.Now it was just me and Wyatt in the room. When I saw him struggling in pain, it made every part of my body ache.I quickly walked over to him and softly called his name: "Wyatt, Wyatt, wake up. I'm Harper.""Harper..." A trace of tenderness and sobriety flashed in his eyes, and he blinked slowly, mumbling under his breath. He seemed to want to answer my words, but the confusion in his head stopped him.I felt him calm down a bit and responded cheerfully, "It's me, I'm here."Just as I was about to move closer to him, Wyatt suddenly covered his forehead like an electric shock.His eyes burned with blood-red flames, and his gaze was lost and pained. His body trembled more intensely at my approach, as if a force was ripping
Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions.Harper‘s POVThis time, I had no intention of giving Wyatt a chance to change his mind. My eyes locked on the faintly throbbing veins in his neck, revealing my canines once again. Wyatt's breathing became rapid, his lips parted slightly."What..." Before he managed to get out the second syllable, I squeezed his wrist and bit down hard on his neck. At that moment, I felt as if a strong current had passed through us, connecting our souls.Wyatt let out a low moan, a mixture of pain and pleasure. The corners of my mouth were stained with bright red blood, I slowly lifted my head and stared into his eyes. His dark red eyes gradually brightened and faded back to their original beautiful icy whiskey color. The tight frown on his face also slowly disappeared along with the pain.Wiping the blood from my lips with the back of my hand, I inquired eagerly, "How are you feeling? Any more headaches?"Wyatt shook his head
Warning: This chapter contains explicit language and sexual descriptions.Harper's POVWyatt's hand gripped my shoulder, his touch making my blood boil. I could hear his breathing also getting heavier and there was a searing tension in the air.I lay down under his gaze and his heavy eyes swept over my body, making me feel like I was burning up. Electricity spread from my spine to my extremities. Desire swirled through my body, especially as his hand slowly descended.He stroked my thigh through my pants and then deeper. I moaned a little, and then I met Wyaty's eyes, which made me a little embarrassed. Then I asked an even dumber question, "Do you want me to take my pants off?"He let out a deep laugh, "I'm inclined to do it myself."He gently unbuttoned my jeans with his fingers. The sound of the zipper made a part of me even more wet."Look at me, Harper." My eardrums rang with the sound of Wyatt's husky voice and I opened my eyes to see his golden brown eyes shining in mine. His a
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