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