George stone 🔥🔥🔥**Ashley's POV**“Where am I?” I cried out as I woke up to find myself in a dimly lit bedroom. The thick curtains were all drawn, so I honestly couldn't tell whether it was still nighttime, morning, or maybe even noon. I looked around the place, my wolf instantly on alert in case I had to be in fight mode for any incoming danger. However, I somehow felt quite safe being in this place, but that didn’t stop me from keeping my senses extremely sharp; after all, it’s better to be safe than sorry.As I looked around the room, it suddenly dawned on me that I was lying on a king-sized bed, which offered so much comfort to my sore body. The bedroom was not exactly extravagant, but it was still very luxurious, and from what little I was able to observe, I could tell that it was not just an ordinary person who owned the room. As soon as I heard footsteps approaching, I instantly lay back in bed, trying to avoid letting whoever it was know that I was already awake. Who knew w
Questions 🔥🔥🔥He leaned forward again, his gaze intense. "You should be asking yourself why you were in those woods in the first place. What were you running from? Or perhaps... who were you running toward?"His words hit me like a punch to the gut. He was right—why had I ended up in those woods, alone and vulnerable? The events leading up to my escape from the mansion flooded back into my mind. The betrayal, the lies, the fear that had driven me to flee without a plan, without even a destination in mind.“I wasn’t running toward anyone,” I finally said, my voice barely above a whisper. “I was running away. From my pack, from the lies they’ve told me, from the life they forced me to live.”“And now that you’ve run, what do you intend to do?” George asked, his voice softening slightly. “You can’t keep running forever, Ashley. Sooner or later, you’ll have to face what you’re running from.”I swallowed hard, the weight of his words sinking in. He was right—I couldn’t keep running. But
It can't be 🔥🔥🔥 Slowly but steadily, days passed in the pack house, turning into weeks and then into months—three months, to be exact. During this time, I came to know much about George and his involvement in what I often called my third chance at life.George was the Alpha of the Sun Blood Pack, one of the less popular packs in the lycanthrope. One thing I was especially thankful for was that it would be nearly impossible for anyone from the mansion to discover my whereabouts. If George's pack had been closely connected with the royal house, things could have gone very badly for me over these three months. Although he didn’t ask for anything in return for saving me, it was a great relief to find out that he had absolutely no intentions toward me.Questions were constantly being asked about who I was and what relationship their Alpha George had with me, as rumors began spreading just a few days after I arrived. Thankfully, George managed to handle the situation before things got o
Confirmed and crazy 🔥🔥🔥The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, and I knew it was time. My heart pounded as I slipped out of bed, careful not to wake George. I took the pregnancy test from the nightstand, where I had placed it the night before, and made my way to the bathroom.The moments that followed were agonizingly slow. I followed the physician’s instructions, then waited, staring at the test in my hand. My breath caught in my throat as a faint line began to appear, quickly followed by another. Two lines.My hands trembled, and I sank to the floor, staring at the test in disbelief. It was true—I was pregnant. The realization hit me like a tidal wave, and I felt tears welling up in my eyes, a mixture of fear, anger, and confusion swirling within me.I couldn’t stay in the bathroom forever. Eventually, I forced myself to stand, wiping away the tears that had begun to fall. I had to tell George, though I wasn’t sure how. My mind was racing, trying to figure out what t
No arguments 🔥🔥🔥The days passed in a mixture of anxiety and quiet moments of hope. George remained steadfast by my side, always attentive to my needs, but the uncertainty of what lay ahead weighed heavily on both of us. Every time I thought about the future, the looming presence of Simon and Lucas cast a shadow over my thoughts.One evening, as George and I sat together on the porch, watching the sun dip below the horizon, I voiced the concern that had been gnawing at me for days."George," I began hesitantly, "what if they come back? What if Simon or Lucas finds out about the baby? What will we do then?"George turned to me, his expression serious yet calm. "Ashley, we’ve talked about this. I’ll do everything in my power to protect you and our child. They won’t find out if we’re careful. And even if they do, I won’t let them hurt you.""But how can you be so sure?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear. "They’re powerful, and they have their ways of finding out things. You, of al
Power driven 🔥🔥🔥**Veronica's POV**Months passed in the mansion, and of course, a lot had changed during the time we spent there after Ashley was sent away. Given the fact that I was the one who provided the information to Fabian, I had to be extremely careful not to get caught.“Listen up. I don't want you to ever call my line again. Do you understand? I have given you everything you needed, so I need you to leave my life, please,” I begged, fed up with the constant phone calls Fabian kept making to me.“You know, you really shouldn't be flaring up so much, princess—or should I say Queen!”“Wait, how did you?...”“Come on now, are you seriously going to ask me how I know the things that I know?”“Well, whatever. But you are the reason why I am flaring up. Yes, it is you, because I really do not understand why you keep calling me when you know very well that I am now the Queen of the Kingdom. Do you actually want me to be exposed?”“Wow, congratulations, Your Highness. By the way,
Who's Fabian? 🔥🔥🔥I swallowed hard. This was worse than I’d imagined. Fabian wasn’t just trying to manipulate me; he was setting the stage for a full-blown coup. If I gave him what he wanted, it could spell the end of Simon, Lucas, and everything they had built. But if I refused… I didn’t want to think about what Fabian might do to me, or worse, what he might reveal.“You’re asking me to betray the very people I swore to protect,” I said, trying to appeal to whatever shred of decency he might still have.“No, my dear. I’m asking you to survive. Do this, and you might just live to see another day as Queen.”There was a twisted logic in his words, one that made my stomach churn. I knew Fabian well enough to realize that he wouldn’t hesitate to destroy me if I became useless to him. But I also knew that if I played my cards right, I might find a way to turn the tables on him.“I’ll need time,” I said, forcing a calm I didn’t feel into my voice. “This isn’t something I can do overnight
New information 🔥🔥🔥I took a deep breath, leaning back into the plush chair as I considered my response. “I told them just enough to make them believe I was completely on their side. I played the role of the loyal ally, Mom. I gave them the impression that I had infiltrated Fabian’s circle and was gathering information for them. Of course, I didn’t tell them the full truth.”She leaned forward, her brows furrowed. “And they believed you?”“Of course,” I said, smiling slyly. “They have no reason not to. Simon and Lucas trust me—probably more than they should. I’ve made sure to position myself as indispensable to both of them.”“Veronica,” she said softly, shaking her head. “You’re playing a very dangerous game. If either Simon or Lucas catches wind that you’re manipulating them, or worse, if Fabian realizes you’re using him, you could lose everything.”“I know, Mom,” I replied, my voice steady. “But I have no choice. Fabian is getting impatient, and if I don’t move quickly, I’ll be
The end of the tunnel !!!**Ashley's POV**As I stood by the side, watching my arch-nemesis being taken away, I honestly couldn’t tell what I was feeling at that point. Although this moment had been a highly anticipated one for me, it just didn’t feel right somehow. As soon as the guard announced that her banishment was to begin, I could feel my wolf’s countenance instantly change. I remained motionless where I stood, watching the whole thing unfold. Nobody moved until she was finally out of sight, with the men trailing behind her as she went on her way. I couldn’t shake the feeling I was getting, although a wave of relief washed over me. All this while, I had wanted her downfall—to see her get the punishment she truly deserved. But now that it had happened, I surprisingly didn’t feel as excited as I thought I’d be.“Are you feeling alright?” I heard Simon ask as he placed a hand on my shoulder, and I nodded.“Yeah, I… I just—”“It’s fine, you don’t have to say anything. I can underst
Outplayed....**Veronica’s POV**Right after informing me of the success of the plan, Drago had actually requested that I come over to see things for myself, and as I drove to the arranged meeting point, I couldn’t contain the mix of emotions I felt. It was a strange blend of excitement, adrenaline, and anxiety. Drago had assured me everything had gone according to plan, but amidst the excitement, I couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something didn’t feel right.As I approached the hideout, my phone buzzed again. This time, it was a voice message from Drago.“Greetings, your Highness. I just wanted to let you know that these kids have been crying ever since they were brought here. I don't know what happened exactly, but when I went out to find something for them to eat, one of my men apparently shot one of them, and now he's dead. I'm really sorry, your Highness.” The moment the voice note ended, I had to slam on the brakes because the shock hit me harder
Love and war !!!We made our way back to the mansion quietly, sneaking in before anyone noticed our absence. Even as we slipped back into our normal roles, something between us had changed—strengthened. There was a deeper understanding now, a silent promise that we would stand by each other no matter what came next.What came next was the reckoning we had been preparing for.Later that day, Simon and I gathered in his study with the sole aim of finalizing our next steps regarding Veronica. We knew time was running out. With Fabian already in our custody, Veronica was bound to make a move sooner rather than later. Her desperation would push her into action, and we needed to be ready.“She’s going to crack soon,” Simon said, his voice filled with certainty. “Especially now that we’ve got Fabian. There’s no way she can keep up this facade much longer.”I nodded in agreement. “We just need to keep the pressure on her. Fabian already gave us some leads—now it’s only a matter of time before
The hatch **Lucas's POV**Right after the whole thing with Ashley presenting ample evidence against Veronica, although it was hard for us, Simon and I just had to keep to ourselves. Well, at least until we had finally achieved what we wanted, which was actually pretty close to our reach at that point. I never liked Veronica from the start, but this was something I could never see myself believing she committed. It now makes me wonder if she really was the one who killed Mortica as well.As I sat on my bed thinking about all these things, I could feel a knot forming in my head, and I ruffled my hair as I tried relieving myself of the headache. As it stands now, we currently have all the top perpetrators in our custody back at the torture house, and the one person we needed to find is that slimy Fabian. Just as I had mentioned to Ashley a while back, we needed to keep things on the low so that we would easily be able to use Veronica to get to him. After all, the reports we had been get
Surprise, surprise!!!“Yes, yes, that’s right! She seemed very secretive about the whole thing, like she didn’t want anyone to know we’d left or where we went.”“I see,” I responded, finally removing my claws from his thigh. Lyon gasped in relief, but the moment Simon turned his glare toward him, he silenced himself.Simon and I exchanged a knowing look.“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Simon asked, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.“Bet,” I replied, a hint of realization dawning on me.Together, we turned our gazes back toward Lyon, who flinched in fear under our combined scrutiny.Simon crossed his arms, his jaw tightening as he addressed Lyon again. “You better hope for your sake that what you’ve said checks out. If we find out you’ve withheld anything, even the smallest detail, you’ll regret ever stepping foot in this mansion.”“I swear, Your Highness, that’s all I know! I told you everything!” Lyon pleaded, desperation evident in his voice.I took a step forward, looming ov
Feel the heat....I stepped forward, towering over him. “You thought you could hide in the shadows, Fabian, but your time is up. We’ve heard everything.”His face paled, and he stammered, “I-I can explain! It wasn’t my idea—Veronica pushed me into this! I was just trying to survive!”“You’ll have plenty of time to explain,” I said coldly. “Take him away.”Fabian’s eyes darted to the exit, but before he could make any sudden moves, our men swiftly blocked the way. He was trapped. The fear in his eyes deepened as he realized there was no escape.Simon crossed his arms. “Let’s make this simple. You come quietly without receiving any beatings, or we drag you out of here with no less than 20 slaps already landed on you.”Fabian hesitated for a moment, but when he saw that resistance was futile, he slumped in defeat. “Fine,” he muttered. “I’ll go.”As we escorted him out of the building, Simon leaned over and whispered in my ear, “Now that we have him, it’s only a matter of time before Vero
A little bit more....The next morning I woke up feeling extremely refreshed and light. For over 6 years I had been wrongly accused and tagged for committing crimes that I knew absolutely nothing about. Even though I did make it a point to act like I didn't care about it, the accusations definitely followed me around like a serious plague all through. Well at least till last night.As soon as I woke up, the first thing that came to mind was everything that had played out the previous night between myself and both Lucas and Simon, and a smile soon appeared on my face “Finally! I'm free” I exclaimed, as I excitedly got out of bed. I went straight into my bathroom to freshen up, and as I went about doing my usual morning routine, I couldn't help but to hum a song happily whilst carrying out every activity I did. “Oh, good morning my queen, you seem happy this morning,” Yasmine greeted warmly, as she peeked into the bathroom where I was busy brushing my teeth. I spat out the mouthwash
Let the real games begin!!!!I took a deep breath, gathering my thoughts. “Because Amira has been helping me gather evidence. We have proof of her dealings with corrupt members of the court and her plans to undermine the council. I’ve been working with Rita to piece everything together, and we’re ready to present it to you.”There was a moment of silence as the two of them processed my words. Lucas finally leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful.“If what you’re saying is true, then why didn’t you come to us sooner?” he asked.“As if,” I scoffed. If I had come to them any sooner, they would have dismissed me as quickly as possible. Not to mention the fact that going without concrete evidence could have endangered the little I had managed to gather over that space of time.“If I had come any sooner, would you two have given me a listening ear? That is exactly the question you should be asking right now, not the one you just mentioned. Given that every attempt I made to reve
Look back...This wasn’t just an attack on Amira—it was a trap for me. Veronica had suspected something, and now she was using Amira to bait me into revealing myself.I took a deep breath, forcing myself to remain calm. I couldn’t act rashly. If I made the wrong move now, everything we had worked for could be undone. But Amira—she had risked everything for me. I couldn’t just leave her to face this alone.As Veronica presented her so-called “evidence”—a series of forged letters implicating Amira in a conspiracy—my mind raced. I had to think quickly, but I couldn’t act openly in front of the council. I needed to find a way to turn this situation to my advantage.Then, an idea struck me. I stood up slowly, the eyes of the council and Veronica now on me.“Queen Veronica,” I began, my voice steady, “these accusations are indeed serious. But I must question why this alleged plot has only now come to light. Every one of us knows that this lady in question happens to be your most trusted han