MIQUEL'S POV My eyes had been darkened by fear, I kept muttering behind words, which I was not sure of. There was a mixture of fear and doubt in it. My legs staggered as I walked where he laid. “Donovan?” My legs suddenly became heavy as I walked to the place he was laid. “I'm sorry… Your Majesty, they mistook him for prince Emmett.” Timon muttered weakly, losing more blood the more he spoke. I knelt beside Donovan. “How…how could this… Donovan, please wake up. Wake up now. You cannot leave like this! This is my fault, I should have taken you along with prince Emmett!” I sobbed loudly, carrying him. “Please open your eyes.” Demetrius pats my shoulder softly. “Can you do anything?” He collected the baby tenderly and checked his pulse. “He has been dead for a while now, not even your blood can save him.” A royal physician hurried in and started their treatment with Timon. I got a little dizzy and almost fell, but Demetrius held me. “Your majesty!” They
MIQUEL'S POV“I will give up the throne.”“That's a wise decision to make because you must,” he chuckled softly.“I will do as you wish, so let there be no more sacrifices.” I stared at his warriors and I could perceive fellow wolves among them. They are rogues.“How about brewed tea?” He suggested. I knew he would, and I was prepared for the tea.We both sat down in the throne room, staring at everywhere but each other.“For hiding the fact that I am a woman and deceiving the royal family, I will accept any punishment.”“To be precise, it's not entirely your fault that you became the king. I committed the first mistake of causing the war and the second mistake was caused by your father who thought he married you to Tamar, but the third mistake was caused by you.” I stared at him slowly.“In a way, you're a victim of everything that happened to you. Your fate was decided by everyone who surrounded you regardless of your desires, but once you've realized what had happened, you should h
AUTHORESS' POV Demetrius walked sluggishly towards Tamar's chamber and saw a feminine figure hanging a rope to the roof of the prince's library. He was too weak to work or peep at what was going on but, nevertheless, he found his legs walking their way towards the library. He was trying his best to believe Carissa will be fine with Premier Casino. She is strong and will always have solutions to everything, right? He consoled himself. He entered the library and rubbed his face the upteempth time at the sight he was seeing. Has the war and tears he shed made his sight to see things? He nudged himself to confirm his thought and hurried to the scene. Crispina had put the rope on her neck, about to hang herself. “What in the world are you trying to do? Have you lost your mind?” His voice was stern. The thought of losing someone close to his loved ones made him angrier. “Leave me, I just want to die!” She wept loudly. To Demetrius, she was speaking gibberish. He pulled her dow
AUTHORESS' POV Demetrius took Miquel's hands and wiped them tenderly with cotton. He dipped the cotton into the clean water and wiped her face. “It's been ninety days Carissa, when will you come back to me?” The war ended immediately, Casino was pronounced dead. Gilead is now in the right shape, but Demetrius' joy wasn't complete. The love of his life is still in a coma, and he has no idea when she will wake up. He had a lot to say to her, he badly wanted to scold her about how foolish her decisions were, but how could he when she was still in this state? He shifted the bowl of water after he was done wiping her and dozed off, his hands holding Carissa's and his head on the bed. “Please don't leave me,” he heard a tiny voice mumble. He raised his head slowly, and Miquel was sweating profusely and crying. He squeezed her hands softly and for the first time in three months, he saw those long naturally combed lashes fluttered open slowly. “You're finally awake,” Demetrius
AUTHORESS'POV As Demetrius' mother, Miquel, and Demetrius made their way through the throng of well-wishers, they were stopped by a group of children from Demetrius' school. They had all drawn pictures and written letters expressing their thanks to Miquel and Demetrius. “Thank you for everything you've done for us,” said a woman, her face lit up with gratitude. Miquel smiled and accepted the gift, a small pouch of herbs and spices. “It was the least we could do,” she replied. “We are happy to have been of service,” added Demetrius. “Thank you for teaching us, Lady Miquel,” said a little boy, holding out a drawing of a wolf. “I will always remember what you taught me about the spirits of the forest.” Those memories made Miquel laugh. She didn't spend many days in the school, but she was happy they were able to hold on to something. Miquel took the drawing and hugged the boy, feeling a lump form in her throat. “Thank you,” she whispered. As they were about to
AUTHORESS' POV Two Days Later “I'm really proud of you, Miquel,” Alpha Sebastian muttered proudly. “You've been saying that all day, father,” if he said it a million times, it would be worth it. Alpha Sebastian smiled at his niece. He felt good she hadn't changed to calling him uncle. To him, Carissa would always remain the daughter he never had. “I noticed numerous refinements while on my way here. It's so hard to believe it's been over a year since I stepped foot in the Pack.” Many changes have come to the Wolfgang Pack. As big as the pack is, the territory was fenced all around to avoid intruders. “We still have a lot to talk about, Carissa.” Luna Persis said and she nodded smiling. The parents excused them. Carissa carried Shaquan, Valeria's handsome son, delicately, and they started discussing. “I know you were surprised about the fence, people started dying when you left and, at that time, we found another prophecy of…” Carissa cut Miguel off. “A war?
AUTHORESS' POV “We don't have much time. We can start now,” Valeria said urgently. “But…” All eyes turned to Carissa and Demetrius. “We want to get married first,” Carissa pouted. Most of the group members rolled their eyes. They looked at Demetrius, who smiled and nodded, indicating that he was ready to get married as well. “I don't know why, but I have a bad feeling about this. No offence, Rissa,” Valeria said, concerned. “Then let's get married tomorrow, just the Pack members alone,” Demetrius suggested. “What?” Everyone exclaimed, except for the couple. “That's a great idea. Carry on with the meeting. We'll go and seek the consent of my parents,” Carissa said, standing up and pulling Demetrius along with her. “Father, we would like to hold our wedding tomorrow,” Carissa announced. Demetrius looked down at the ground, not daring to meet the Luna and Alpha's shocked expressions. They tried everything to make the couple change their minds, but Carissa
AUTHORESS' POV Ceasor was with the group, listening to every detail they needed to know. He suddenly winced in pain, but quickly composed himself. Of course, they all saw it. They were werewolves, so having a super sense of hearing made them hear him. “Is everything alright, Ceasor?” Aeliana, his mate, demanded, looking both worried and concerned. “Yes, I am. I just… Argh!” He screamed, holding on to his chest, trying to stay brave. Everyone stared at him with full concern. Aeliana was getting upset. Ceasor tended to be secretive these past few months, blocking their connection, so she couldn't read his mind. “That is it, Ceasor. I'm getting fed up. Who blocks their mate from reading their mind?” She flared up at him. “Aeliana,” he called softly, maintaining his breathing. “I am entitled to. Or is there any law that says I can't block my mate from reading my mind?” “Yes, there is. My law says it as your mate because you have been acting unreasonable and stupid