Tiara’s POVI was making several trips to the kitchen and back. The kitchen was warm, filled with the scent of freshly baked bread and roasting meat. The clatter of pots and pans mixed with the murmured voices of the servants, all too busy with their tasks to pay attention to me. They didn't know the inner turmoil I was battling. They went about their day doing their duties. Unlike me, no one bullied them or tried to make them suffer for things they didn't have the power to control.I kept my head down as I picked up the tray of sliced fruit and honeyed nuts.I had already been here too many times, running back and forth to fetch whatever Phoebe and Luke demanded. My arms ached from carrying trays, and my feet were sore from walking across the long hallways of the royal pack house. But none of that mattered.What mattered was that I was doing what Phoebe asked me to. I was pleasing her and her suitor and that was what counted. Phoebe was doing this on purpose, of course. But today,
Phoebe’s POVTiara stood there carrying a tray of freshly baked snacks. The moment I saw her, I felt a wave of anger rush through me. She was the last person I wanted to see right now.How much had she heard?Luke and I had been talking, and she chose this moment to walk in?I sat up straighter and glared at her. “Why are you here?” My voice was sharp, cutting through the room. “Why do you bring your stupid self here when I’m talking to my betrothed?”Tiara hesitated for a moment, gripping the tray tighter. “I’m sorry,” she said quietly. “I was only bringing the snacks.”I let out a bitter laugh. “Oh? That’s all?” I folded my arms. “Or did you come here to eavesdrop?”Her head lowered slightly, her face unreadable. “I didn’t hear anything,” she said.Liar.I wasn’t stupid. I knew she must have heard something.I exchanged a look with Luke, who was now watching Tiara with mild interest. He hadn’t said anything yet, but I could tell he was annoyed by the interruption.I waved my hand t
Tiara's POVI went back to the kitchen because there was nowhere else I could be at the moment. I half hoped that Phoebe would stop fuming and call me back. I stood in the kitchen, gripping the wooden countertop. The heat from the stove filled the room, but I barely felt it. My thoughts were too loud.Nina stood nearby, stirring a pot, the soft bubbling of the stew filling the silence between us. The smell of herbs and fresh bread should have been comforting, but it wasn’t.“I told Luke,” I said, breaking the silence.Nina turned to me, frowning. “Told him what?”“That Nicholas doesn’t want Phoebe,” I said.Her hands stilled. She faced me fully, her expression unreadable. “You actually told him?”“Yes,” I said, pressing my palms against the counter. “I had to.”She placed the spoon down and crossed her arms. “Why? What motivated you to say that?”“Because Phoebe was lying,” I said, my voice firm. “She kept saying Nicholas wanted her, acting like he cared about her that way.”Nina rai
Tiara's POV I followed the omega through the long hallways of the pack house, my stomach twisting with unease. My footsteps were light, but inside, I felt heavy. I expected that I knew why I was being called. Phoebe had told Luna Victoria about what I said to Luke. Knowing and expecting to be punished helped me brace up for whatever was coming. Luna Victoria would hit me. Whether with a stick or with a ribbon or with anything else. The intention was always the same. To cause me pain and damage my delicate skin. When we reached the large double doors, the omega knocked softly.“Come in,” came Luna Victoria’s calm but firm voice.The doors opened, and I stepped inside. My eyes went straight to Luna Victoria, seated elegantly in a high-backed chair. She had a regal presence, her posture perfect, her expression unreadable.Next to her, Phoebe sat with her arms crossed, her face tight with anger. Her nails tapped against the armrest in irritation, her glare fixed on me.I lowered my gaz
Tiara's POVThe cold night air wrapped around me as I stood in front of the animal feed shed. The small wooden structure looked even worse up close. The walls were worn out, with cracks that let in the wind, and the roof had patches where the wood seemed weak. My hands shook as I reached for the rusty handle and pushed the door open.The inside smelled of hay and old grains. The only source of light came from the small window covered in dust, allowing only a faint glow from the moon outside. I stepped inside, dragging my small bundle of belongings with me. There was no bed, no furniture, just stacks of feed sacks and a pile of straw in the corner. I swallowed hard, feeling the weight of my punishment settle deep in my chest.Tears welled up in my eyes again, but I quickly wiped them away. Crying wouldn't change anything. This was my reality now. I took the thin blanket I had been allowed to bring and spread it over the straw. It wasn’t much, but it was the only thing between me and th
Tiara's POVThe shed was the coldest, most miserable place I had ever been forced to sleep. The thin blanket did little to shield me from the dampness that clung to the straw. Every movement sent an itch crawling over my skin, but I lacked the energy to brush it away. Lying curled in the darkness, I focused on the rhythmic breathing of my wolf within my mind, trying to convince myself that this suffering would not last forever.“This isn't the first or the worst punishment I've had to endure. It will end and I'll be fine. Luna Victoria might even be merciful enough to let me get back to the servants quarters when she sees that I've suffered enough.” These were my words to myself as I laid in the darkness. I had earlier decided that crying was futile and there was no point to cry while I was there. All I needed to do was make plans. “Perhaps, if I'm allowed into the pack house and I get to beg Phoebe, she would speak to her mother to lessen the punishment by letting me stay in the se
Tiara's POV Morning came finally and at the first crack of dawn, I was up. I didn’t have time to hesitate. If I wanted my father to hear me out, I needed to act now. Morning was the best chance I had before the day’s duties took over, before the pack became too busy to notice me.I brushed off the bits of straw clinging to my dress and straightened my back, trying to look composed even though my mind was racing. If I looked lost or hesitant, someone would stop me before I even reached the entrance.As I approached the pack house, my heart pounded so loudly I feared the guards might hear it. The towering structure loomed ahead, its stone walls reflecting the morning sun. I used to live here once, used to walk these halls freely while Alpha Nicholas was here, but now I was no better than an outsider.I kept my gaze forward, willing myself to move with confidence. If I acted like I belonged, maybe they wouldn’t question me.But the moment I was within a few steps of the entrance, one of
Tiara's POVNina's plan didn't work. Just like when I'd first tried to get into the pack house, I wasn't given an audience. They thought Nina and I were going mad and we were sent away from their presence. I had to convince Nina that I'll find a way out on my own. She only needed to get back to work and I'll take care of everything else. She eventually did, but it was with reluctance that she did. The pack house stood tall before me, the place I once called home but now seemed like a fortress I had no right to enter. I knew this was risky. If they caught me this time before I could speak, I would be thrown out again—or worse. But I had no choice.Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward, trying to blend in with the servants carrying out their morning tasks. My hands trembled slightly, but I clenched them into fists. I had to appear confident, or they would stop me before I even got inside. I hoped this trick would work this time since I was using another entrance.The guards stood at
Tiara's POV I woke up still feeling sore from the previous night. I couldn’t shake the feeling that Phoebe and Ryker were both involved in something, working together in ways I hadn’t fully understood before. Ryker, always nearby, his eyes constantly scanning the room. Phoebe, too, had been acting oddly, especially after what happened last night. I needed proof. I had to watch them closely, just as Ryker had once done to me.As the day stretched on, I kept my distance, keeping an eye on their every move. Ryker always seemed to be near Phoebe, never far from her. There was something about their connection that didn’t sit right with me.I had to find out more. But I knew I couldn’t confront them directly. I needed something solid, something I could use to expose whatever they were hiding. They had to slip up. I had to be patient.The sound of my name pulled me from my thoughts. "Tiara," a voice called from the hallway, and I turned to see one of the servants standing at the door. "Al
Tiara's POV He didn’t waste any time. Nicholas stood up and turned to his warriors. His voice rang out strong, cutting through the chaos in the hallway. “Search the pack house,” he commanded, his tone firm. “Find whoever entered this pack and attacked someone under my protection. They are not to touch anyone here.”The guards, sharp and ready, nodded and quickly dispersed, moving throughout the pack house to search every corner. The air seemed to hum with energy as they went to work, the sound of their footsteps echoing off the walls. My mind was still reeling from the attack, and I couldn’t help but watch them, hoping they’d find whoever had hurt me. Nicholas had spoken with such confidence, such authority, that I knew he wasn’t going to let this go.Nicholas turned his attention back to me. He crouched down beside me, his presence suddenly more intense. His golden eyes found mine, and for a moment, I felt like he was looking right through me. “Did you recognize their voice?” he ask
Tiara's POV The noise around me was overwhelming. Guards were shouting, trying to make sense of the situation, but their voices only added to the confusion. My mind was still spinning, still trying to grasp what had happened to me. My body felt weak, and the fear I’d felt earlier still lingered in my chest, making it hard to think straight.I could barely make out the words of the guards. They were speaking to Phoebe and Luna Victoria, trying to get them to back away, to calm down. But nothing seemed to stop the chaos until a deep, commanding voice rang out, cutting through the noise like a knife.“Enough.”It was Alpha Nicholas. His voice, calm and powerful, immediately silenced everyone in the hallway. I looked up, startled by how quickly everything had quieted down. I wasn’t sure how much time had passed since I’d first collapsed to the ground, but it didn’t matter now. The moment Nicholas stepped forward, his presence seemed to settle the air around us.His golden eyes swept over
Tiara's POV I rubbed my arms, trying to calm the frantic thoughts that raced through my head. The cold floor beneath me only made me feel more vulnerable. I wanted to cry, to scream, but no sound came. My throat ached from the cloth that had been shoved into my mouth, the harshness of it still making it difficult to swallow. The taste of it lingered, bitter and foreign, and the fear still gripped my chest.Just as I was about to gather the strength to stand, I heard the sound of hurried footsteps coming down the hallway. I froze, holding my breath. Who could it be? The footsteps grew louder until a voice called out my name.“Tiara!”It was Phoebe’s voice, sharp and worried. I turned toward the sound, trying to focus, but my vision was still blurry. I couldn’t see her, not clearly. I could only hear her footsteps getting closer, and then, before I could react, I felt her hands on my shoulders. She crouched down next to me, her grip firm but shaky.“Oh my God, tell me what happened!” P
Tiara's POV That evening, I felt a tight knot in my stomach as I walked through the dimly lit hallway. The air around me was quiet, almost too still. The house was unusually calm—most of the pack’s warriors were either out training or resting after a long day, leaving the halls empty and echoing. I had been walking in silence for what felt like ages, my footsteps soft against the cold stone floor. The goal was simple. Find Alpha Nicholas, tell him everything, and make sure he understood the threat I was feeling.I was nervous. I couldn’t deny that. But the thought of Ryker and whatever he might be planning made the worry seem small. I needed to speak to Nicholas. I had to. If Ryker was truly dangerous, I couldn’t let him get away with it. I had to trust my instincts, even though everything inside me screamed that something was wrong. My steps were measured, careful, as I neared the entrance to the training ground. The heavy wooden door was only a few paces away, but something in the
Tiara's POVWhat if I was just overthinking things?I had to admit that the whole situation felt wrong, but I didn’t know how to explain it. Was Ryker a threat? Or was I being paranoid? And then there was Phoebe. I couldn’t help but wonder what was really going on between her and Ryker. Was she flirting with him? Was there something more sinister happening? My wolf growled uneasily at the thought, but I didn’t know what to make of it. I couldn’t confront Phoebe or Ryker directly—what if I was wrong? What if I was overreacting?I heard the soft creak of the door, and I looked up to see Nina standing there. Her face was soft, filled with concern, and she stepped inside without a word. I gestured to the bed beside me. “Hey, come sit.”She crossed the room and sat down next to me, her eyes taking in my tense posture. She didn’t say anything at first, but I could tell she could tell something was off. “What’s going on, Tiara?” she asked quietly.I let out a deep breath, trying to gather my
Tiara's POVRyker was still everywhere I went.It was becoming harder to ignore him. His presence, his eyes, had followed me everywhere. At first, I thought it might be paranoia, but now, I was sure. He was always there, lurking in the background, making me feel uneasy.I had tried to avoid the places where I had noticed him before—avoiding the garden, the pack’s dining hall, and even the training grounds. But it never worked. No matter what path I took, he seemed to be waiting somewhere, always too close, his watchful eyes on me. The more I tried to ignore it, the more it seemed to consume my thoughts.So, today, I decided to take a walk through the park. The fresh air, the open space—it usually helped clear my mind. The scent of flowers filled the air, and the soft rustle of leaves above me was soothing. For a moment, I allowed myself to relax, letting my guard down. The sun was shining through the trees, and I could feel its warmth on my face.I took a deep breath, inhaling the swe
Tiara's POVFor days, I felt the pair of eyes on me each time I stepped out of the house.Ryker, one of the guards, seemed to be everywhere I went. At first, I brushed it off. He was a guard, after all. It made sense that he would be around, keeping an eye on things. But the longer it went on, the more I realized it wasn’t just a coincidence. Every time I turned around, I caught him looking at me. Sometimes he pretended to be busy, talking to other guards or inspecting the grounds, but his eyes always followed me. I could feel the weight of his gaze, and it made my skin crawl.I was walking with Nina in the fields, I stopped for a moment, taking in the view of the open field.Ryker was behind me now, and I could sense him standing off to the side, his watchful eyes never leaving me. It was as though no matter where I went, he was always there, lurking in the background. My wolf stirred uneasily, a quiet growl rising in the back of my throat. Something about it didn’t feel right.“You’
Tiara's POVI sat by the window in my room, nursing a mug of coffee. I kept replaying the events of the night before, over and over again. I couldn’t dismiss the way his eyes had lingered on me, the softness in his voice when he told me to go to bed.But I wasn’t sure if it meant anything. Nicholas wasn’t the type to show weakness, and I had no idea if what I had seen in him was a sign of something more or just a fleeting moment.“Tiara, you’re quiet today,” Nina said, settling down across from me with a wide smile on her face. She looked at me, practically glowing with excitement, her eyes bright and expectant.I took a deep breath, setting my mug down, and met her gaze. “It’s nothing,” I muttered, trying to dismiss the thought. But Nina wasn’t about to let me off the hook that easily.“You’ve been thinking about last night, haven’t you?” she asked, leaning forward eagerly. “You can’t hide it from me, Tiara. I know you. I can see it on your face.”I bit my lip, unsure of how to respo