Maeve POV As Isabelle smirked at me from behind her wine glass, the truth was made more apparent to me than ever. She had only pretended to be cordial in an attempt to lower my guard. And chances were, if I somehow managed to circumvent my sister’s party and that tussle with her friend, and inst
That was a problem. I still knew astonishingly little about how to handle situations like this, pregnant or not. And to top it off, if the food was not taken out of the room within the next few minutes, I knew without question that I was bound to throw up in front of the entire royal family that I
Maeve POV “Y-Your Majesty…?” Isabelle murmured, apparently taken aback by Alpha King Arlan’s sudden and completely unexpected interruption. With shallow, heaving breaths as I tried desperately to curb my rising nausea, I watched the interaction, unsure what to expect. She did not say anything be
Maeve POV The moment Prince Eric made his presence known, the banquet hall fell dead silent. No one dared to speak a word, breathe, or make even the slightest sound. Or perhaps that was just me. I really couldn’t tell anymore. To be honest, I had no idea what to expect from his sudden entrance
He just sat there and took it all. Absorbed it like a sponge, and every insult Henry hurled at him was a splash of water. But even sponges have their limits, I thought. Surely, he would tire of the harassment and speak up for himself before the evening was over. I was sure his siblings would have
MAEVE POV All of the white, hot fury that possessed my body vanished the moment I had unleashed the burdens of my mind onto the Alpha King. At first, all I felt was weightless, sweet relief upon having said everything I needed so desperately to say. But then I suddenly found myself freed from th
I saw my father staring back at me through those green apathetic eyes. And something in me snapped. I couldn’t just pay witness to all of that and pretend it never happened. Not when I had dreamed for years that someone would defend me the way I did tonight. It wasn’t right that I had to stand u
THIRD PERSON POV That wretch did it— Isabelle seethed as she furiously threw open her bedroom door and slammed it shut behind her. It was one thing for Maeve to talk back to her. It was another thing to humiliate her in front of the very people she had worked so hard to impress her entire life.