Rezso’s POVMy hands shook terribly as I entered His Majesty's office. A sense of relief washed over me when I walked deeper into the office and no one was in sight, not even the King himself.I shouldn't be seen in this place when His Majesty was not here, but I couldn't just go back without delivering Her Highness's letter.Everyone in the Villa was conscious of the beef between the King and the Queen and the only thing I could do to help her Highness was to help deliver whatever she wrote in the letter.I held on tightly to the letter as I made my way to the office table, I carefully dropped the letter on top of the piles of files that lay carelessly on the table. I turned around to walk out of the office, but then, I felt a presence outside of the office.Was that his Majesty? I felt my jaw dropped in shock as I glared hard at the door.I made to hide under the table, but it was too late because the door twisted open before I could bend over to hide. I moved my gaze to the door, I
Nova's POVStanding outside the King’s Hall at night was never a good idea. The chillies coming from the fountain made the air on my skin stand.What if His Majesty received my letter and decided not to come? What if he didn't even read my letter? What if I got him provoked with my letter? What if… Just what if?My heart tightened at the thought of what His Majesty might do after receiving my letter kept lingering in my mind. I couldn't help but be negative with my thoughts since he didn't even want to see me, Disposing of my letter won't be a problem for him, would it?I absent-mindedly stretched out my hand, collecting water from the fountain with my palm while waiting for Rezso. My heart hammered against my chest as I heard his footsteps approaching.I hastily poured out the water on my palm and wiped my hand on my dress. I had a quick bath after Rezso left.I didn't want His Majesty to meet me in that dress I had been wearing since Daybreak, so I hastily took a bath and changed in
Prescott’s POV Seven days count down to the passing down of power to the Lycan clan was theatrical moment ever in the pack. Even though nothing special happens on the day, yet the clan specially made the seven days countdown a memorable one.Every pub in the town would be filled up with people, toasting to being a member of the powerful species.I groaned, sliding my hands into my pant pocket as Ulrica kept pulling me inside the town pub. The pub was a bit crowded compared to the normal day when we usually come.“His Majesty, our esteemed king is here!” a voice howled from the crowd, a dead silence was what followed before others at the pub began to go on their knees.“Greetings to His Majesty, our esteemed King!” the rest chanted, I groaned feeling a little bored with the formalities of the pub.I didn't come here to be treated like a King. What happened to the indifference in the pub?“Greetings, my loyal folks.” I smiled, waving my hand for them to get back to their business.“Tsk
Nova’s POVFrom outside of the pub, you shall know what the inside would look like.Every corner of the pub was bathed in a rich blend of red, blue, and amber light. The lights seemed to dance across the walls, reflecting off the exposed brick and casting a warm glow over everything. It was like the pub had been transformed into a magical realm, glowing with a vibrant energy. I felt myself drawn in by the inviting atmosphere, feeling more at ease as I took in the surroundings. I could see that the lady beside me seemed to feel the same, her lips curved into a smile as she moved her gaze to me and said, “The town pubs never disappoint during the seven-day countdown!”Lady Everest beamed, her eyes filled with excitement as she took a step closer to the pub.I followed Lady Everest into the pub, taking in the rustic interior with wide eyes. The low-beamed ceilings and exposed brick walls gave the space a cosy feel, and the warm glow of the fireplaces made it feel like a true convent fro
Prescott’s POVI stomped into my office, my knuckles white as I clenched my fist into a tight ball. I had been residing in the inner room of my office since I got back to the Villa, and I was feeling more than a little claustrophobic.Staying in my office, away from Nova didn't make me a coward, I did it just so I wouldn't be running into her. I admitted that I gave her family a hard choice by choosing between their daughter and the pack, in all honesty, I didn't mean to force her or anyone into a relationship with me, I only did it to make the Alpha crawl on his fours, now that the consequence of my actions had hit me, I wanted to free her to restore her life to how it used to be.I was trying so hard to stay clear of her sight, but seeing her earlier at the pub, falling to the ground made me wish I hadn't decided on my own. We were both in this together and I didn't care to hear her point of view before deciding to let her go.I entered the office room, tossed my car key on the bed
Nova’s POVAs the sunlight streamed through the window, I gradually opened my eyes, squinting against the glare. To my surprise, I found myself staring into a pair of piercing blue eyes. A wave of relief washed over me as I realized it was Shayna, her face hovering above mine. “Shayna?” I rasped, my voice thick with sleep. I yawned tiredly, pushing the blanket aside and swung my legs over the side of the bed, my feet hitting the floor with a thud. As my eyes adjusted to the ray of light emerging from the parted curtains, I could see Shayna's face more clearly. She was sitting on a chair beside the bed, her brow furrowed with concern. I could tell she'd been watching me for some time, and I felt a pang of guilt for whatever she was worrying about.“Good morning to you too, my Queen!” Shayna said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She rose from the chair and made her way to the table, picking up a mug and holding it out towards me. Her expression was stern, and I could tell she was not
Nova’s POVMy cheeks grew rosier as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. His Majesty will be at the villa this night, I overheard the guards earlier when I was coming from the arena. So, I decided to dress up nicely to welcome him.It has been days since his Majesty left the villa. During those days, I had been thinking about meeting him when he got back. I would explain myself even if he doesn't want to listen. I will make sure to stand my ground and pour my heart out to him.I refused to keep him in the dark. I refused to let him keep treating me like a plague when we were supposed to be a married couple. Even though I had never acknowledged him as my husband, it was time I used that to my advantage. I would use that to make him listen to me.“Your Highness! Your cheeks, it's getting ruddy!” the maid that was styling my hair gasped. I grinned, looking away from the mirror so she would cease to stare at my face in the mirror.“It’s nothing,” I uttered, my voice came out in a whis
Rezso's POVI arched my back in a vain attempt to stretch out the stiffness that had settled in on my back after hours of sitting and glaring at the piece of paper in my hands while waiting for those who would love to challenge the best warrior to a fight.I never knew it would be this boring, heck, I wouldn't have volunteered to take on this task.“You volunteer because you want to keep a track record of those that are going to fight your favourite warrior, silly!” my subconscious yelled at me, I chuckled slowly, knowing the little being in my head was right.I did want to know the list of people that would be fighting with Dixon the next day, that was the reason why I volunteered to take the task.My eyes darted to the clock, which showed that it was already 8:30 p.m. I had spent the entire day hunched over the darn desk at the guard’s office room, and my body was paying the price. The last thing I wanted to do was spend another minute cooped up in that office. I hastily stood up fr
Nova’s POV “Has she been given a name?” I asked, gazing down at my niece's tiny hand, her tiny fingers wrapped around my pinky. She was the most precious thing I had ever seen, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of love for her. Tamsyn shook her head, her eyes never leaving her daughter's face. “No, we haven't given her a name yet,” she said, her voice soft and full of wonder. “I was so sure it would be a boy, and I'd been planning to name him after his father. But now...I'm at a loss. I don't know what to name her.” She paused, her gaze shifting to meet mine. “I want her name to be perfect, to capture everything she is.” “What about Dahlia?” Prescott spoke up for the first time since we got to the pack and I had to turn around to stare at my husband from where he was standing at the far end of the room. “Dahlia?” I asked, not believing Prescott would want to take up the task of naming my niece. “Why Dahlia?” Tamsyn asked from where she was lying down on the hospital bed.
Ulrica’s POV“Don't tell me you're still sulking over the fact that your crush chose some cock over you?” I asked, my lips parting in disbelief as I watched Shayna continue to give everyone the cold shoulder. I couldn't help but burst out laughing - the whole situation was just too ridiculous. How could she be so upset over something so trivial? I mean, sure, getting rejected by your crush is never easy, but it's not like it's the end of the world. There are plenty of other fish in the sea! Everest groaned from where she sat, patting Shayna on the back. “Oh, please. That's rich coming from you.” she scoffed.“Don’t act all innocent. You chased after my cousin for years and didn't eventually get him. You shouldn't be acting all mighty, you know?”I had always known Everest to be a grumpy, no-nonsense type of lady - if you could even call her a “lady” with the way she acted. But I never expected her to be so fiercely protective of Shayna. I mean, when did they become best friends? The
NOVA’S POVA month has already passed since the incident with the rogue leader who unfortunately turned out to be Elder Bighana. I haven't gotten over the incident and Prescott did little to nothing to make me get over the incident.Every action he took, every word he uttered and his sudden possessive act reminded me of that horrible incident that happened to me a month ago. Even though not everyone in the Villa knew about the incident, he wouldn't stop to draw the line between me and every soul who reside in the Villa.‘How dare you let the Queen leave the Villa on her own?’‘Where were you when the Queen entered the kitchen?’‘Have the meal tested for poison before you set the table for the Queen.’ his words to the royal guards echoed through my mind and I shook my head, not thinking I would ever understand the way he thinks.Don't do this, don't go there alone, don't get involved in any activities. I'd already got tired but can I complain when he was doing all that to keep me safe?
Nova’s POVPrescott cleared the table, after he had done feeding me the meals that were brought by Anika, he grabbed the tray and took it to Anika who was waiting behind the door. Walking back to the bed with his eyes on me, I didn't say anything as he swept me off the bed, holding me tightly to his chest as he strolled towards the bathroom. Every things happen for a reason as they said. But I didn't know what to feel about my encounter with Eruba. I didn't know what to think about the things I saw and I heard from there. It was as if I had gone dumb as I held tightly onto Prescott as he held me in his arms.I could hear my heart thumping hard in my chest as he entered the bathroom, and carefully placed me down in the bathtub. The warm water felt like heaven, the thought of being back to the Villa, back to my home brought tears to my eyes.Elder Bighana had said I was going to die the next day, and the thought of him, being the one that would face his demise, right in the hands of hi
Dixon’s POV‘Make sure you're both safe before I get there. Don't do anything foolish, and wait for me.’I could still remember his Majesty's warning as I slowly turned around to see the cowardly bastard, standing before me with his arms crossed.“Where do you think you're taking her, Dixon?” Elder Bighana smirked, his ugly face was filled with a sly smile as he slowly approached us.I let go of the Queen's hand, and gently pushed her to my back as I stood still, waiting for the bastard to get to my front.“Where do I think I'm taking her? I'm taking her back to where she belongs.” I smirked, closing the little distance between me and him.Elder Bighana slightly raised one brow, his smile deepened as he lowered his head, smirking down at me.“And where did she belong? The Villa, or her father's pack?” he howled, his breath on my face making my stomach churn.“Anywhere you could think of. I'm tired of taking orders from you like a coward, I'm done cleaning your shit so fuck yourself an
Nova’s POVI stood up to my feet, I held the tiny bottle in both hands, rubbing my thumb on the lid.“He’s going to kill me tomorrow. Tomorrow will be my last day.” tears streamed down my cheeks as I gripped the lid and opened the bottle. “Tomorrow I'm going to die without seeing Prescott or my family for the last time.” I sobbed, tears streamed down my face and I didn't bother to wipe my face.I moved the bottle to my nose, I sniffed the content but it was odourless. I gulped down nervously before moving the bottle to my mouth.“He said he would get rid of me tomorrow, it can't be possible that he gave me poison to drink, right?” I breathed out, the fear of drinking poison weighed me down, but if he was to poison me he would have done it by himself.I parted my lips and poured the whole content into my mouth, I didn't feel anything at first, so I gulped it down my throat.My throat hurt like hell, it was as if the content was tearing my throat apart. I held my neck, hitching the fle
Nova’s POV Tears streamed down my face as I ran my fingers over my toes, my touch landing on a space where my smallest toe should have been. The emptiness was a harsh reminder of what I'd lost, and I could feel the grief rising inside me.‘Oh, I've got something even better. Let's go with this.’My hand moved to my chest, grasping for the familiar weight of the necklace my aunt had given me. But it was gone, the shithead Eruba took it.“That bastard took it from me,” I mumbled, my heart pounding in my chest. I held my breath as I heard footsteps approaching, panic rising in my throat. I slid into the shadows, desperate to avoid the man who had caused so much pain. He was a monster, and I couldn't face him again.The door opened, and I gripped my chest as I heard the footsteps moving towards me.“There you are, my sweet queen.” The voice was sickeningly familiar, but I couldn't place it. My mind raced, trying to remember where I'd heard it before. But I couldn't think straight, the pa
Prescott's POV“Everything is ready, your Majesty!” Czar uttered a sly smile laced on his face as he stepped away from the door, giving me access to enter the dungeon to interrogate Dixon.I didn't say anything, I sighed, and my gaze moved to the guy who was standing beside Czar, his face was down in sorrow. Checking the look on his face, he was regretting selling Dixon off to me, but there was something about him that seemed like he was doing it for me to show mercy on Dixon instead.“Open the door,” I grumbled, my gaze shifted to the door, watching Czar drag the door open with a smile on his face.As I stepped into the dungeon, my eyes fell on Dixon. He was shackled to an iron chair, his body bare except for a pair of shorts. Blood streaked his torso, and I could see claw marks on his chest. He was broken, his eyes glazed over in defeat. I felt a surge of anger, but I forced myself to remain calm. I needed answers, and I would not let my rage get the better of me.I turned my gaze t
Prescott's POV‘The captive, I think he has something to say to you, your Majesty.’I held my breath as I walked into the office building, my fist clenching and unclenching as I tried to control my outrage. Czar followed close behind, his presence like a shadow hanging over me. Alpha Randale’s words rang in my ears like a bell, the memory of them sharp and insistent.‘The captive said he didn't know the culprit's identity, but he was sure they were a royal warrior. He said they were dressed in an armour that has the nation's signature on it when they threatened him not to talk during the interrogation.’With each step I took, I felt my anxiety growing, until it felt like a lead weight in my stomach. I grumbled, my head was spinning as I walked down the hallway.‘Your Majesty, there's more. The captive said that the culprit was a rogue like himself. And he said he could sense Eruba's handmade tonic in their blood. One of the royal warriors is a rogue, your Majesty!’It was like my bra